What is Life without Sacrifices ?

Life is full of sacrifices and it is just a matter of till what extend we are willing to sacrifice; for who and for what.

Some of us might sacrifice our precious personal time for work. It is always nice to be able to have our own time to ourselves– whether it is to rest and relax or to do something we favour or simply just to be with our loved ones. But under certain circumstances, they just don’t permit us to do so.

[Please don’t mind or judge me. I am not blowing my own trumpet nor trying to get credits here. I have the freedom of speech in my own blog =) You may close this window if you don’t want to continue reading it. ]

I personally have sacrificed a fair bit of my time on my job. Was I just being a workaholic or was merely carrying out my job? When I was in charged of an event, I would be the one running and zooming around to get the needed items. Traveled from town to city and from Mid Valley or Old PJ to Ikea almost every weekend; or I would be in sitting in the stuffy office on a Sunday afternoon clearing all the paperwork, checking artwork and planning for the event. During off-event-period, paperwork and reports would be the main dish on my plate. I don’t get to see daylight except during lunch hour. (Still need to eat for energy, right?)

Work-Life-Balance. Huh? What is it? I don’t really recognize that.

Putting work aside and moving on to my personal life.

I used to rush like a mad woman for the man I was crazily in love with. I would sacrifice my sleep on a Saturdays morning. In order to meet him on time, I would drag and haul myself off the ever-tempting-beautiful-comfortable mattress and comforter (trust me, it was really tough to do so when I slept late the night before); simply to hit the gym before going for lunch dates and outings.

For the sake of love, I would also squeeze my schedule simply to zoom around just to get things he favors or needed. He never needed to worry on his daily household and personal supply – listed from hair gel to groceries.

My love for him was unconditional. I know you girls out there will hate me for this – for doing stuff like this and degrading our dignity! *Sorry* =) But I can say history shall not repeat. So, the unconditional love grew from washing car to polishing black leather shoes and to cooking him meals.

I never did blame him for all these as I did them willingly back then. I had a fair share of his unconditional love too (in certain ways that he sacrificed).

It was good experience for me and taught me to be even a better planner (in a way).

BUT,

I can say all these will never happen again.

A girl should never do the above mentioned until she is married to him. Selfish? I don't think so.

From now onwards, I love myself and I will do only what I love to do; what I have passion for. Adding on to this, I will also eat and dress to my likings and not for anyone else.

This is me and it’s up to you to like it or not.

Yea, call me a BITCH – Babe In Total Control of Herself !!!!

Ciao!