Thanks to Ecky and Yoyen who have tagged me in their I Am Awesome posts, because my blog seriously needs updating. Due to the hectic work life, I haven’t been able to update anything but that’s about to change now! So here it goes…

I am awesome because….

I am an independent woman who knows what she wants. I have a job that I love. I have a man that worships the grounds I walk on. I have a dog that loves me unconditionally. I have parents that albeit not perfect, love me with their own ways. I have a blessedly abundant life that makes me feel thankful everyday.

I have learnt that success comes when you work hard and put your faith in it. And that success is not about money, but it’s about achievements and pursuing the things that are worth getting. Success is about getting the lifetime experiences that makes me the person I am today.

I have finally found the job that I love and am passionate about. How many people can say the same? It’s a truly awesome feeling to know that I’m doing the things I love and getting paid for it at the same time!

I am loved by the most wonderful man in my life. He is my best friend, my partner in crime and my mentor in many things. He makes me feel so special and truly blessed, and he makes sure I know it too – everyday. Plus, he’s the only man who can stand being sexually harassed either by my dirty jokes or irresponsible groping.

I have the most beautiful son, Micah. He’s my precious gem and he never fails to let me know how much he loves me. He welcomes me with such pure happiness everyday, and he weeps his heart out whenever I leave him in the mornings. It is through him that I learn how to love unconditionally.

I have grown from a shy, ugly duckling to a confident sexy mama (ask Rima Fauzi if you don’t believe me), which is a transformation that takes lots of years of learning and practice.

I am myself, and not someone else. I make the people around me feel special (this one is from himself). Truly, I am an awesome lady.

And to spread the awesomeness around, I’d like the following awesome people to write seven awesome things about themselves:

1. Ivy, the stylish sexy mama

2. Toni, the awesome photographer

3. Elyani, my big sister who I miss very much

4. Parvita, the independent lady

5. Eru, the happy-go-lucky programmer in Bali

6. ChenChen, the girl who always makes me laugh

7. Mia, the absolute dog lover and owner of Becky’s Bits.

Let’s all embrace our awesomeness!

Title: Age That I Wish To Go Back To

Requirement: Write about the age that you wish to go back to, and why.

Tag Mode: 5 bloggers

1st - You link 5 bloggers you want to tag and link their blogs

2nd – Let the blogger you want to tag know they been tagged by comment in their blog or etc.

Here it goes…

I wish to get back to the time when I was thirteen – I’d just entered junior high school then and puberty had started to make me feel uncomfortable. There were so many changes everywhere – I’d grown boobies, my hair had grown coarse and thick, and I started to get pimples all over my face. Needless to say I was not a very confident person back then.

So why did I want to go back to that particular age, knowing how much it tortured me? Because despite all the changes that was happening with my body, I was consistent with my own habit of drawing – every night without fail I always got my 2B pencils and papers out and just sketched stuff. I was like a hermit who knew no time; I’d draw until 2 am until I was exhausted and remembering that tomorrow was school day I had to drag myself to bed to finally be able to get up at 6 in the morning so that I wouldn’t be late for school.

But after school hours, as soon as I got home and ate my lunch, there I was, sitting in that old desk of mine, drawing stuff that I’d seen from my Japanese comics and enjoying every moment of it.

All I knew was that I liked drawing, and I couldn’t spend a day without it. I couldn’t even let a scrap paper alone until I’d drawn all over it with obscure pictures that were meaningful only to me. At the start of the year when we used to change the old calendars around the house with the new ones, I’d keep the old ones and drew stuff at the opposite pages – where the paper texture was shiny and smooth and for that particular texture alone I knew it was best to doodle on them with my black pen.

Nowadays, I rarely draw unless it’s something to do with work or when I feel like my talent is starting to deteriorate. But that is where my problem lies – for some reason, I no longer enjoy drawing like I used to. It’s hard for me to draw without thinking that it’s going to suck or that it’s not good enough – strange thoughts that never occurred to me thirteen years ago. Which saddens me to no end because drawing has been a part of who I am, and now that I don’t do it anymore, I feel like I’ve lost apart of me – that childhood in which I felt carefree and confident to do what I liked best, and not letting anyone or anything got in the way.

So yes, I do wish I could go back to that age again, to find out what is it that made me feel that way. To capture the moment when I was being myself, and enjoying the simplicity of life just by doing what I enjoyed the most; drawing.

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I’m tagging the following people for this post: Cn, Debbie, Elyani, Ivy and Toni. Go on people, do it – it’s a fun way to reminisce and for us to get to know a little bit more about yourselves