Author: Kimberly Low

I will change.

When it comes to relationships with other people, don’t focus on what their motives or intentions are. Don’t focus on their speeches.

Focus on their actions instead. Actions are tangible while thoughts and speeches are not.

Because you will never, ever truly know what people’s minds are thinking….you will just end up hurting yourself & others by speculating & guessing. Why? Because uncertainty breeds contempt and resentment. That is not fair to anyone.

If you disliked someone’s action, tell that somebody immediately so that he or she can decide what to do. Only then you handle it from there.

Don’t keep the dislike or discomfort inside you because it will fill your head with doubt and ultimately consume you and everything else that is good.

Lastly, learn to let go. Because the past should never overpower your future.

Had an enlightening conversation with my husband. He basically taught me the wisdom above.

I have finally come to the realisation that I overanalyse one’s action so much so that it becomes bigger and more severe than it really is.

I am too preoccupied with the “motive” or intention behind an action that I simply forget that shit just happens.  Simply put, I am a fucked-up, straight-up batshit crazy conspiracy theorist. I get too carried away.

Today I will start to change that.

Shit my mom says

I’ve always told people that I have no desire to have any daughter because of how I was when I was a child. Calling my younger self a nightmare is an understatement.

Ran away from home. Played truant. Intercepted letters from school addressed to my parents for playing truant. Did badly in school. Eating disorders. Depression. Some unmentionables. Locked mom out of her own house and stared cock at her from the inside for hours. I haven’t done it all, but I certainly did enough.

As I grew up, I started to see that it’s not easy being a parent. Not only do you have to mangle your vagina giving birth to a piece of shit, you have to spend most of your money onto a piece of shit that yells at you.

Why do people even become parents? What’s so great about bringing up a human being?

Is it the novelty of being able to see someone who is part you, part your spouse? Is it because you want someone to take care of you when you’re old? Is it because of societal pressure? Is it because your friends are having babies? Is it because you’re bored?

Why are you having children?

I used to wish that I was never born.

Even though I possibly mangled my mom’s private bits (I’m not saying I know for a fact), she still loves me so, so much. Although I was a nightmare to deal with, she has persevered in making me who I am today – less of a nightmare.

Today, I was chatting with mom on whatsapp. She seemed a little sad. Distant.

So I went to into positive overdrive and that means being overly interested and chatty. After almost an hour of intermittent & monosyllabic replies from mummy…I was ready to call her up to yell at her, gently.

And suddenly, this appeared on my phone, “Talk tonight I very busy watching Walking Dead”.

I burst out laughing. And then I thanked the universe.

Bali 2013: Day 1

We went to Bali for hubs’s 35th birthday. Can you believe it, neither of us have been there despite wanting to for the longest time. I think in some silly ways we were a little spooked by the so-called Bali curse…apparently unmarried couples who have been to Bali together will break-up.

Of course I think it’s all bollocks since about 50% of couples whether married or unmarried will break up eventually (don’t ask where I derived the figure, just look around you, man). So if you’re going to split, leave Bali out of the equation.

That said, you never know.

Because it’s for the hubs birthday, I decided to eschew the budget carrier and paid full price for comfort and emergency exit row seats. It was a 3 hour flight after all, not long but not too short either.

# – On our way to airport.

Then, I was sandwiched between my 6’5″ tall husband (nice) and a dude with spillover back flesh who kept camhoring in the plane (not nice).

We stayed at Rama Beach & Villas in our own private garden villa. It’s in Kuta, 10 minutes from airport (with some traffic) and 10 minute walk to Kuta beach.

# – Nice king sized bed.

# – Our garden.

Got the place from TravelZoo, which is my favourite website for holiday deals. The deal I bought included free massages, airport transfers, daily breakfast and etc.

Before leaving, I mailed the resort to check if they could leave a note in our room on the day we check-in wishing my husband happy birthday. Instead, they surprised us with a delicious moist chocolate birthday cake. I was really pleased! Wonderful, wonderful service.

# – Cake!

# – Happy birthday to hubs.

We lazed around for a bit before collecting our car key from Best Bali Car Rental. I recommend their service because it’s very stress free, everything was done via the website and emails. Most importantly, very reasonably priced. I also rented a GPS device from them. Full payment upon picking up of the vehicle.

They will drop off and pick up the car at airport or your hotel, so very convenient. Full payment upon picking up of the vehicle. I chose the self-drive package for more freedom.

We initially wanted to rent a Suzuki Jimny for novelty as well as cheap, alas they proved too popular. Our Jimny was replaced with an Avanza for the same price. It was a comfortable ride until something happened…will talk about this in subsequent post :P

Petrol was quite cheap, about RM50 for a full tank but only Ron92. If you saw the word “Solar” at the fuel pumps, becareful cause it’s actually diesel. One of the attendants were literally running towards us screaming Nooo in slow motion when the hubs reached out to use the “Solar” pump.

# – Token camho picture. My comfy holiday garb…flowy loose top, harem pants and sandals.

For our first dinner in Bali, we headed to Ubud for Naughty Nuri’s Warung & Grill pork ribs.

# – In our ride for the next few days.

It was a little over an hour’s drive thanks to the narrow roads and heavy traffic. We were okay though because we took it as an opportunity to check out Bali.

# – Naughty Nuri.

The environment was really cozy with paintings, vintage & humourous posters. The ribs? They were to DIE FOR!

# – My favourite painting at Naughty Nuri’s.

# – Pork ribs…yummy yum yum.

# – Clean bones.

We also ate other dishes like grilled pork sausage, fried potato wedges, salads and chicken satay. We added another portion of ribs later on.

# – The chicken satay.

Our bill came up to 409,400 rupiah, about RM130 with beers. Quite reasonable.

# – The bill.

Naughty Nuri’s Warung & Grill
Jl. Raya Sanggingan
Ubud, Bali
GPS: S8.49243 E115.25328
Phone: (361)977547
8am-10pm daily

Another hour drive back to hotel later…we crashed, but not after popping by a convenience store opposite the resort for local beers and snacks.

Till next post!