for the first half of 2010, I was still flying over the mountain twice a week... now I'm missing the view...
I know, I know, the last few entries were crap entries but I really want to hit 100 posts for this year, so just let me continue ;o)
2010 was marked with quite a few major changes in life. Going on study leave to pursue Master in Public Health was one. It wasn't easy to regrease the brain engine after leaving it out rusty for donkey years. But it was probably the single most important decision that I've made in this year.
Leaving office was not so easy on the emotions. I've been working in the past 7 years, from managing a clinic to managing a state programme, and finally managing a district health office. I've worked with the best staffs, being guided by the best seniors who treated me like peers and was mentored by the best boss who believed in me. Coming back to studies where everyone starts from scratch, not so exciting.
MPH has been okay so far. First semester exam just passed and now waiting for the results in a few days time. The next semester starts on Monday. Having worked in the field did help in understanding concepts, but come exam, whatever I know may just freeze and refuse to come down in writing. Why that happened is still a mystery.
Okay, maybe I didn't mug hard enough. Promised myself to mug harder for next semester ':o/
Rekindled some lost friendships, made some new ones... and in the process made some 'dislikes' too perhaps. Learned that anger, frustration, disappointment is not the opposite of love, but can be part of love. Hate is the opposite of love. Since I don't hate anybody, I must be loving everybody! Oh wow...
But wait... then there was that person who stole our Christmas toys... okay, there is someone that I hate >:o(
The most exciting month has to be December when I turned an evening of depression into fruitful initiation to start on Project Toy Story. Now come to think of it, I have the 3 Ps to thank for doing the publicity (another P here)... Pang (of Annexe Gallery) Patrick Teoh (of Niamah!! blog) and Poesy (of Helping Angels)... Nice coincidence ;o) By the way, the name Operation Toy Story was coined by Pang, not me.
One of the frustrations I've had in this year, was the inability to keep to training discipline despite having a Personal Trainer to whip me around the exercise machines. One reflection from this. I guess I'm more comfortable climbing on the machines on my own effort than having someone push me there.
The total body fat composition is another strong drive to keep coming back to the gym. I was upset with the 42.2% earlier, which got me started with OTS. After a couple of weeks of going to the gym and toiling on OTS (and I swear I didn't stuff the face during Christmas) I couldn't believe my eyes when the body stats machine reads 43.3%! on the good side, my weight did drop.
Now that does it... I will not let some numbers (in percentage) define who I am. Now off to bigger projects....
Arteo is now experiencing the weird sensation of powerlessness after joining the Master of Public Health programme in UM. No longer can he skip long queues in speed of light and walk through the doors of despensaries to bring home medicines to his heart's content.
Arteo still enjoys coffee tasting, describing its character in coffee jargons and pretending to know what he's talking about. Recently he's found fellowship with the weight-watchers who frequent juicebars rather than coffee joints and shamelessly brag about his newfound love for nutrient-rich beverages.
Has been wrestling with self-image issues for God only knows how long. He is currently attending the gym at FitnessFirst, and his trainer Shah will punish him if he binges on chicken from Jusco.
He is most likely listening to Jazz in his mp4 player and in his truck, and has developed a strong affinity towards Indonesian music ever since his trip to Jakarta and Bali (during his merrier days).
Not too long ago, he was trying to master the art of balloon twisting, but dropped the idea due to the fear of bursting balloons near his face. Still struggling in trying to find his Legacy, the source of his mood swings most of the time.
universal access & human rights
friends of arteo
Clicks on patch
nuffnang has not paid arteo anything for the past few campaigns... cheater!!
PATCH 1 [noun] a small contrasting part of something; "a bald spot"; "a leopard's spots"; "a patch of clouds"; "patches of thin ice"; "a fleck of red" Synonyms: spot, speckle, dapple, fleck, maculation / 2 [noun] a small area of ground covered by specific vegetation; "a bean plot"; "a cabbage patch"; "a briar patch" Synonyms: plot, plot of ground / 3 [noun] a piece of cloth used as decoration or to mend or cover a hole / 4 [noun] a period of indeterminate length (usually short) marked by some action or condition; "he was here for a little while"; "I need to rest for a piece"; "a spell of good weather"; "a patch of bad weather" Synonyms: while, piece, spell / 5 [noun] a short set of commands to correct a bug in a computer program / 6 [noun] a connection intended to be used for a limited time Synonyms: temporary hookup / 7 [noun] sewing or darning that repairs a worn or torn hole (especially in a garment); "her stockings had several mends" Synonyms: mend, darn / 8 [noun] a protective cloth covering for an injured eye / 9 [noun] a piece of soft material that covers and protects an injured part of the body Synonyms: bandage / 10 [verb] to join or unite the pieces of; "patch the skirt" Synonyms: piece / 11 [verb] provide with a patch; also used metaphorically; "The field was patched with snow" / 12 [verb] mend by putting a patch on; "patch a hole" / 13 [verb] repair by adding pieces; "She pieced the china cup" Synonyms: piece
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