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“My yoga teacher says I should not have any bread or rice for one week,” announced a parent this morning.

Me: Errrrrr, okayyyyy, and this is for what reason?

“To lose weight”


“What do you think?”

    For those two people who got my security-issue-rant-too-toxic-to-be-posted-on-blog email… this is yet another case of the same thing.

  • What I’ve advised in the past, is not heeded.

  • What I myself try to practice, is not noted.
  • But if similar* information comes from someone else… wow… hook line and sinker!

    How am I ever going to make peace with someone who so battered my sense of self-worth when I was growing up, calling me STYOUPID all the time (as if YOU were so clever!!), insisting that it was “always right”, having this holier-than-thou looking-down-on-you attitude, seeming to pay more love and attention to the maid’s children than to us, in fact, seven seeming to take out its frustrations about its lot in life on the children, … someone who - as I have grown and become so much more secure about who and what I am and am able to truly SEE this person - when I look at it, I only see a clingy styoupid parental unit seemingly incapable of logical and rational thought, who succeeds in raising my blood pressure pretty much as soon as it opens its mouth.

    * eliminating bad carbs is fine. But what about making it a point to eat GOOD carbs? Did that teacher mention that? And how about “balancing” the meals with sufficient protein (whether or not you wanna go drastic like Atkins, or more reasonable like the Zone, or whatever)? Any mention of that? Just “prescribing” ONE action as a magic bullet to weight loss is ridiculous. Oh – and you DO realize that it’s no use cutting out bread/rice if you continue your habit of consuming sweets for “tea” and “late night snacks” and “dessert”, right? Oh wait, probably not. *sigh!* And what about increasing your activity level beyond the daily yoga? You could do with more cardio – even adding one or two days of brisk walks in the park would go a long way…. *double sigh!* I’ve discussed all these things with you, so many times, in the past, I dah tak larat dah nak cakap lagi.
So back to that “conversation”?

Me: “Sure.”

Never mind what went through my head. *so* not worth the energy and effort.


  1. old people is like that..when they get older the more stubborn they are even they're sick and the more
    'red-and-hot-ear-and-face-effect" ease myself i'd say to myself "orang tua, biarlah dia nak cakap apa" , well err...they're the one who pray for us to go to heaven ehek..should be thankful if they dont swear..unlike my other "parents".


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