Provocative bikini pictures ? ;)

Just a quick post on the subject mentioned above, since the picture of me in bikini has aroused so many interesting questions by my friends back home, which I find rather amusing.

"Oh wow, Grace, you're on bikini ?"
"Hey Grace, we are just looking at you bikini pictures! ;)"
"Oh hey, we are talking about you in bikini."
"Oh Grace, you're in 2-piece?"
"Grace I never thought you would wear bikini!"
"Oh Grace since when you become so open-minded? What has changed you? "
" Grace .........bikini ...Grace ....bikini ". Endless of it.

I find all these comments rather amusing and entertaining ;)

First - I'm not too conscious or too vain to show my not-so-sexy-nor-hot body in front of public. I always find my plain, uncurved, unwomenly and short frame size makes me look like a kid in bikini. I'm not fat. I tried to gain a little more weight so that I look more full and curved , despite all my local Hong Kong girl friends (in fact guy friends too) screaming for diet when they are even thinner than me :S For the name of the gourmet, it's too much price to pay ! There is even this middle-aged-lady working in administrative office of my apartment who keeps asking me how to I keep myself so fit, so thin and such perfect body . I always wind her up a little and tell her that I eat a lot to stay this fit! I like to joke around with her, I feel flattered when I see how her wondering eyes keep looking at my body and asking me the same question everytime she sees me, without fail.

Second - I always tell my friends that I got myself UNLEASHED in Hong Kong. It's true though. Being in Islamic country, we were brought up with all the decency we need by trying not to expose too much of our body in respect of the Muslims. And because I always get unwanted stares if I were on little-less-than-normal-standard clothing ( oh it's HOT, for god's sake! We have beautiful sunshine all the time. ), I always try to avoid. So I would get even more unwanted stares and whistles if I were on bikini on the beach - not becuase I'm sexy, because I have too little piece of clothes on ! Oh well, it would be different context if you were a 'Gui Po' * Caucasian women * because you are expected to be. But this doesn't apply on a Malaysian. Back to the subject, I am more than happy and feel so at ease to have bikini on at the beaches in Hong Kong because everyone else does. And I don't get curious stares because there are too many others to feed ice-cream for their eyes :)
The phenomenon of seeing someone wearing 1-piece swimwear to the beach is just as same as to seeing someone wearing 2-piece and busy doing several laps, back and forth in the swimming pool.

I love being on bikini at the beach, even though I might have got fat and all wrinkles when I turned old, I will still put on the that little 2-pieces when I'm on the beach, because that's what they are made for, and because I couldn't care more ;) I'm glad I amused you much on my bikini pictures :)

Counting the days ...

I have been counting my days this month around. First on for my traineeship which is going to end in less than 2 months time. I almost forgot about the fact that I already been in Hong Kong for more than 4 months. The time I waited anxiously for my wroking permit to arrive in Malaysia feels like yesterday. And the time I spent so many sleepless nights thinking whether or not I should go to Hong Kong, or wait a little more time for my chance go to Europe perhaps. Time zoom past me like a bullet train, especially when it is a good one. When something comes to an end, it is mind-boggling and head-scratching time again to start making plans and start another new journey. This is the time when I hate most - decision making , which doesn't even sound helpful when I have a frickle mind. I'm at another cross-road in my life again. I came to another junction , wondering which way I should take. I came to Hong Kong, I saw Hong Kong myself ,and I fall in love with this city - a city so vibrant , so lively. I wanted to stay longer. And now I have less than 2 months time for my job hunting. I'm desperate. I'm frantically looking ways to stay a little bit longer.

But my dear friends, don't get me wrong. I love my country. I feel proud to be born in Malaysia, especially I feel so special when I 'impress' ( in a cheating way ?! ) so many people along the way when I'm in Hong Kong by my language abilities ( which of course is such common scene back home, where we converse in more than one language in our daily conversation ). But home is always home, you know that it is always there for you. Malaysia won't suddenly disappear from the Atlas Map in a day. I already spent enormous time in my life - the day I was born, my childhood, my teenage days, my young adulthood, breathing Malaysia air and stepping on Malaysia ground. I need to get out. To breath new air. To put my feets on a foreign ground. To bump around even though you know there are so many uncertainties or maybe obstacles await you, where I could just find my way home easily - my sense of security, where I can just cuddle comfortably in a safety net, EASILY. But I found my way out, after waited so long, after waited to fulfill all my commitments back home. But I'm not ready to go back, not yet. I will somehow, but just not yet.

And now this is my jigsaw puzzle - should I stay in Hong Kong ? Or should I venture out to another new journey, which I been wanted long, which I will sit in awe,looking at other people experiencing the journey I wanted, and green with envy when I look at pictures? I have had enough of sleepless nights on this. I will take any opportunities that come along the way now.

On a positive note, I'm counting my days to something beautiful happens :) Something delightful to lift up my spirits despite all the untolerable moments. Something to look forwards to , and to give myself a definite answer to all the question marks tangling on my mind. Soon though, less than a week time !