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Notorious

Title: Notorious

Publisher: Harlequin

Imprint: HQN Books

Pub Date: 26 July 2011

ISBN: 9780373775835

Author: Nicola Cornick

This book, 'Notorious' by Nicola Cornick is meant to be highly arousing. It's a very naughty book to read, but at the same time, it reminds me of reality where there's a lot of people who break the hearts of others on purpose and using one another purely for their own benefit while putting up a very sweet facade on the outside.

Very interesting read, and highly amusing. The story was well planned and the plot thickens perfectly to suit the dynamics of the characters in this story. If I were to rate this book, it will be a 4 out of 5 stars.

I received an ARC of this book from Harlequin via Netgalley. I was not compensated in any ways for writing this review and I was not under any obligation to give this book a positive review.

Book description:

When the ton's most notorious heartbreaker…

Dangerously seductive and sinfully beautiful, Susanna Burney is society's most sought after matchbreaker. Paid by wealthy parents to part unsuitable couples, she's never yet failed to accomplish her mission of  diverting a groom-to-be. Until her final assignment brings her face-to-face with the man who'd once taught her

an intimate lesson in heartache…

Meets London's most disreputable rake…

James Devlin has everything he's always wanted: a title, a rich fiancée and a place in society. But the woman who's just met his eyes across a crowded ballroom threatens it all. Not because she'd once claimed his heart, or that every sinuous swirl of her ball gown takes his breath away. But because the secrets she carries could cost him everything. To put the past to rest once and for all, Dev just might have to play Susanna at her own wicked game…

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Am I that young and naive?

I am easily upset. It takes very little to upset me. But fortunately, it takes simple things to make me happy. Yes…I took pleasure in simple things in life and therefore… I get easily distressed by the fact that things gets complicated even when I'm laying low and minding my own business.

Anyway, yesterday, I went out with a friend for dinner, and her 5 years old little girl mistook my husband for my father and my son for being my little brother.

That is not the first time she referred them as my father and my little brother. She's been referring them that for quite some time now. I was really amused and very pleased… to think that I look young enough to be my husband's daughter and my son's elder sister. LOL. Tsk… if only my husband and I have a daughter. Too bad. I've always wanted a little girl of my own. But then again, that's just wishful thinking.

Dreams does not fit into reality very well. I have very little desire to start being a mother all over again. To be honest, I'm kinda enjoying being a mum to an older kid instead of babies and toddler. I do not wish to change anything, and I hope that everyone, including my husband would respect my wishes.

Anyway, I corrected the little girl and told her that they're not my father and not my little brother. I told her that they're my husband and son respectively. The little girl may not know this, but she made my day. She made me so happy cuz in her eyes, I look young.

That sweet little girl made me wonder: Do I really look that young? For what it's worth, Mamarazzi and Paparazzi called me an underage girl before when I donned sporty clothes and a cap. Kids in the kindergarten sometimes mistook me for being an elder sister to my son too. And some of my colleagues and friends often mistook the boy for being my younger brother as well.

Hmmm…curious thought. I suppose I ought to enjoy the case of mistaken identity while it last.

Cleffairy: It is a misfortune that sometimes reality does not accommodate dreams very well. And it is a misfortune too, that many hides their true colours. In the world of the adult, simple thinking, sincerity, honesty and true love is indeed a rare commodity.

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Vision Correction Continues To Evolve

I don't need a professional like Glenn Hagele to tell me that the option to vision correction is continuing to evolve. My recent visit to my optometrist has pretty much enlightened me on the options that I may have if I want to get my shortsightedness corrected. You see, I've been wanting to get rid of my spectacles…I used to think that it makes me looks respectable and intelligent. I used to think that it will hide the beauty of my youth and made me look unworldly and humble.

But what's the use of looking intelligent, humble, unworldly and respectable when people treat you like an idiot and does not spare an ounce of respect for you even when you treat them well? And what is the use of being mild mannered when all you get in return is people trampling you mercilessly and using you like a string puppet and expect you not to know it?

Cleffairy: Perhaps, it is time for me to show the world that I had enough of people's nonsense and I ought to walk with my head held high! Perhaps, a good way to start is change my appearance. Maybe I want to look like Ashwarya Rai. She have beautiful eyes, don't you think?

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Prince William Divorces Kate Middleton After 5 Weeks

I just woke up and when I booted up my PC to check my email and my friends status updates on FB, I saw that both my email(s) and my FB account has been infested with this news:

SOURCE: http://www.theonion.com/articles/prince-william-divorces-kate-middleton-after-5-wee,20648/

Prince William Divorces Kate Middleton After 5 Weeks

'I Made A Terrible Mistake' Says Heir To British Throne

LONDON—Barely a month after marrying 29-year-old Kate Middleton in a royal wedding ceremony watched by an estimated 2 billion people worldwide, Prince William announced Tuesday that he and Middleton have divorced and that the entire marriage was "a tremendous mistake in every possible regard." "I really don't know what I was thinking—we're a terrible match, I don't love her and never have, and, to be honest, I never really had any interest in being married in the first place," announced the now unattached Prince William to a dead-silent British press corps. "People thought our wedding was some sort of fairy tale, but I assure you it was all just some ghastly ceremonial farce that got out of hand. I'm just relieved it's over, frankly. And I'm glad I'll never have to see that awful woman again." Prince William then told the assembled reporters, "Well, see you all later," smiled, and walked back into Buckingham Palace.

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Now… I refrained from commenting on this issue via Facebook despite the fact that the 'news' was everywhere and everyone seems to be talking about this. Facebook, to me is not the place to discuss such issue as people tend to get overly emotional instead of being rational. People are practically cursing the Prince over this issue without bothering to check the validity of the news.

I could easily dismiss this as untrue and just another spam. Below is why:

First of of, if you're familiar with the royal press conference protocol, you would know that the Duke of Cambridge (Prince William) will not be allowed to make such statements publicly. In any case of divorce among the royal family, a spokesperson would be the one delivering such messages to the public, just like the divorce between the late Princess Diana and Prince Charles back in the nineties.
If you're familiar with divorce procedures in the UK, you would know that divorce are not easy to obtained. What more a royal one. It take years for a royal to divorce to finalize, even a no fault divorce  or one with mutual agreement like Fergie and Andrew's divorce. (Prince Andrew, the Duke of York, second son of Queen Elizabeth II and Sarah Margaret Ferguson)
There ought to be the announcement of 'official separation' before the announcement of the actual divorce.
The source of this news is doubtful. Absolutely doubtful. just take a look at that website. It's infested with gossip and insignificant news. How can this source be trustworthy source of news and announcements?
I could be rolling my eyes off my eye-sockets at the picture that has been used for this news on this website. Did you or did you not notice the red ribbon that the Prince was wearing? The ribbon symbolizes AIDS awareness. The Prince do not make it a habit to wear AIDS awareness red ribbon to any press conference or event unless he is attending an event related to AIDS awareness campaigns. I've been searching around, and I was definitely not wrong in thinking that there's no AIDS awareness campaign within this month or the past few weeks. The last AIDS global AIDS awareness campaign is in March 2011. That was ages ago.

I don't know what's wrong with this world. People easily believe in untrue words and seems to take delights in gossiping. Rumours tends to be treated as true. And let's just say… I'm giving the news a benefit of doubt ( WHICH I AM NOT, because if I want news regarding to the royal family, I would go to their official website here: http://www.royal.gov.uk).

Even if I do believe this news, I wouldn't go around calling His Royal Highness a royal pain in the arse or an asshole for divorcing Kate. Why? Well, it takes two to tango. The world tends to blame the men when divorces happens, and almost never symphatize with the men. It's always the men who are at fault. It's as if the women are completely a victim.

I am a woman, but I do not think so. I think there's always two side of the story and one ought to not just listen to one side of a story. Feminist ought to damn me, but truthfully, when it comes to love and war, nobody is right or wrong. Everyone have their own reasons and their own excuse, but in truth, nobody really have. Same goes with marriage. It doesn't matter if the marriage is a high profile marriage or not. It's the same.

And outsiders should not judge other people's marriage or a relationship based on what they see on the outside. Outsiders do not know what transcends between the couple behind closed doors. What the outsiders know… is just word of the mouth from just one side of the party. So, how is it fair to say that the man is always the evil one? You cannot really say so, for truly, not all women are good and faultless. Some women are conniving and evil too, despite of their soft and pitiful outlook. Nobody… nobody should be given the rights to condemn the action of others, especially when it comes to relationship and marriage, for truly, outsiders are just bystanders.

Cleffairy: When in doubt, always seek second opinion, and always, always remember that there's always two side of one same story.

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At times like this…

May 2011 was like a roller-coaster ride. There's ups, and there's downs. It made me want to scream out of disappointment, frustration, horror, and many more negative emotions.

But as they say, life goes on, and I shall have to persevere, cuz for what it's worth, I cannot change the world and the people in it. I can only change myself, and therefore, I shall have to take the world as it is, and not as how I wants it to be.

It's been hard. Life is getting rather stressful and difficult to handle. Work, especially is rather overwhelming. It's piling, and I'm getting backaches and merely 4 hours of sleep every day.

I know I shouldn't complain for I am still lucky to have a roof over my head and warm dishes on my table and not to mention loving family and wonderful friends who would cheer me on and give me moral support unconditionally. I am forever grateful. And I am indeed very blessed in so many ways that I never thought possible.

But at times like this, I get rather wistful. I wish I'm still living by the seaside where I could take pleasure in the simplest thing like sitting on the soft, sandy beach while watching the sunset as the gentle breeze caresses me and my worries and the burden of the world… would slowly melt away from my tiny shoulder.

At times like this, I wish for a Clark Kent of my own. (I have the hots for Clark Kent a.k.a Superman. Bear with me.) A superhero in his own rights…an investigative reporter who reveals truth to the world with his writing and whose alter ego stood for nothing but justice.

And at times like this, I wish that my life could be as simple as it used to be. But then again, that is just wishful thinking. I could not perform any magic or time travel and therefore, my life could never be like what it used to be, and at the end of the day…before I go to sleep, whether I like it or not, I have to be honest with myself and accept the fact that Superman won't fly to me when I call for help, and Batman wouldn't come to my aid when I put up the Batman call sign. Spiderman's spider sense wouldn't tingle either when my enemy is about to gut me mercilessly.

I have to be my own hero. If I want to be saved, I shall have to save myself, and and while there's no chance of me changing changing the world, I still can make my own history by simply being me and persevering. i must do what I'm good at, and make use fully of what God gave me.

And before I close my eyes and go to sleep, I have to forgive the world for being harsh and forgive myself for all the mistakes and for all of my foolishness. Only by forgiving myself…I shall be able to live with myself and move on.

Cleffairy:  One should not blame others when they are at fault themselves.We're just human. We're not perfect. We make mistakes, and while we don't forget, we ought to try to forgive and move on and try not to make the same mistakes again in the future. It's hard and always easier said than done, but it's what we must do. It's the only way we learn to be a better version of ourselves, is it not?

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The Waiting Place

The Waiting Place by Eileen Button contains very enlightening stories. It made me think of my own life where there's so much delays has been imposed on me and sometimes, I feel as if I could scream in agony, dissatisfaction and injustice.

But in 'The Waiting Place', we're all taught on how to be patient and submit to God's will, for whatever that had happened, surely happened for a reason, and more often than not, the reason is to show us truth and the evil around us so that we all could be more aware of our environment and learn whatever lesson that we must learn.

This book is absolutely fantastic, and I learn quite a deal from it. Highly recommended to people of faith who feel as if they need to find inner peace with themselves by not just making peace with people around them, but by being more aware of their surroundings.

I rate this book 4 out of 5 stars. I received an ARC of this book from Thomas Nelson Publisher in exchange of an honest review.

Book description:

A collection of essays describing the beauty and humor that can be found in what often feels like a most useless state—The Waiting Place.

We all spend precious time just waiting. We wait in traffic, grocery store lines, and carpool circles. We wait to grow up, for true love, and for our children to be born. We even wait to die. But amazing things can happen if we open our eyes in The Waiting Place and peer into its dusty corners. Sometimes relationships are built, faith is discovered, dreams are (slowly) realized, and our hearts are expanded.

With humor and heart-breaking candor, Eileen Button breathes life into stagnant and, at times, difficult spaces. Throughout this collection of essays she contends that The Waiting Place can be a most miraculous place—a place where beauty can be experienced, the sacred can be realized, and God can be found working in the midst of it all.

Includes stories on waiting for:

the day to end a place called home the fish to bite a baby's healing church to be over a husband's return children to grow a mother's acceptance a loved one to die As Eileen says, "To wait is human. To find life in The Waiting Place, divine."

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Public Toilet Is Not For Dummies!

I am not exactly a good person. In fact, I am a very bad person. Bad enough that people could easily label me as an evil, conniving bitch. I'm fine with what people thought of me, really. I am a lot of things, but I'm definitely a hypocrite. I know I am a bad person and therefore, I admit that I am bad. To me, it's just a matter of perception. It is not about how people see me, but how I see myself. Besides, I have complains about almost everything in life and it takes very little to upset me.

Take this for an example. I was having such a great time on Sunday, being with people that I love and in places that I love, and I have to go and spoil my own mood by getting upset with things that I cannot control and could never, ever change. READ: PUBLIC TOILET and THE PEOPLE WHO ARE USING IT.

Let me ask you a question. What do you do when you have the urge to pee or poo when you're in public places and you'd not exactly wearing adult diapers? I think you'd do what I usually do; find the nearest public toilet, pay the for the entrance fee and relieve yourself. That's the most sensible thing to do, isn't it? You search for public toilet for instant relief.

But what if instant relief is not exactly what you get when you stepped into the public toilet? What if instead of feeling relieved, you get much more uncomfortable and annoyed?

Imagine this… you desperately need to relieve yourself, but when you go inside the toilet, there's only one stall available and it's occupied. You wait and wait and wait only to wait even more because the person inside seems to have rocks for poo?

Well, to me it is find if the person inside is having constipation and having difficulties passing motion, but what if the person inside is not actually using the toilet for whatever relieving purposes that public toilet is designed for? What if the person inside is merely sitting on the damn toilet bowl and yakking on the phone and refused to come out even after you knocked on the door repeatedly and ask the person inside to come out faster? Instead of coming out, the person inside tell you she's 'busy' taling on the phone and tells you to wait until she's done. Busy indeed. Busy not doing her 'business'-poo-ing, pee-ing whatever, but busy talking on the phone.

Good Lord! I hate it when such thing happened. I can actually forgive it if the person desperately need to use the toilet and really is relieving herself, but the act of hogging the toilet stall just so that she could have the pleasure of yakking on the phone with absolute privacy is unforgivable!

Seriously, if you want to have some conversation with your boyfriend and whatnot, would you please…. please… kindly get out of the toilet stall so that someone else can make use of the toilet… actually use the toilet for what it's actually designed for; for relieving yourself.

I don't care if you snot of a teenage girl will get into trouble with your mummy and daddy for conversing with your boyfriend in their presence… hogging the toilet solely for such purpose is definitely obnoxious and extremely inconsiderate.

The act of hogging the toilet just to talk on the phone is disgusting. And telling people off so that you can stay longer in the toilet to use it to talk on the phone is even more disgusting. It is not only inconsiderate, but very cruel. How could you even take pleasure at someone else's inconvenience? If you're really not using it…or does not have the urge to really use the toilet… please…come out and let the one who really need to use the toilet use the toilet instead.

Okay… so maybe the person who is hogging the toilet tells you off and tell you that she's 'busy' doing her business and tells you to find another unoccupied toilet.

I was desperate and I think I would have definitely done what she have suggested if the only other toilet that's available is within the vicinity. Too bad my only chance at relieving myself is the one that she's occupying, and she's refusing to cooperate and giving nonsense of excuse so that she could stay in the toilet longer and talk to her goddamn boyfriend~!

So well, you'll excuse me if I knocked on the door and demands her to come out now, wouldn't you?

Cleffairy: Some people are very inconsiderate towards others. My only hope is that someday, somehow, someone will teach them a lesson that they won't soon forget!

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Hindustan Movies and I

Work is getting too much for me these days. The piling of projects is unavoidable, given the predicament I'm in right at the moment. A lot of things are cropping up at once, and some extra cash would be handy right at the moment.

Anyway, knowing that stress will do me no good, I would take a few hours break daily to watch some movies, just to unwind and clear my head. These days, I'm into Bollywood movies…Hindustan movies…Hindi movies… whatever you may wish to call it.

I find those movies very intriguing, and I think some of them really worth a mention or two. But I won't be reviewing them here… cuz I'm still watching tonnes of them. (Apparently, I'm having Bollywood fever this week…last week was Regency romance movies… I watched adaptations of Jane Austen books til my eyes grew red >.<)

They're beautiful… brilliantly done and most, are intriguing. They made me think of my own writing; not to say that my writings are beautiful, but some are full of contradictions.

You see… I have wonderful friends… bookworm friends like Mamarazzi and Littlemermy to beta-read my books before they are published. Usually I would give them an ARC or a digital ARC for review purposes. I allowed them to read my work before they're published because they always give me honest opinions. And it love it to bits.

Mamarazzi recently commented on one of my work, 'Change of Plans'. She said that I ought to have to explain about the feelings of the main male protagonist and one of the characters. She said, I ought to have explained why the man fell in love with the woman. She said, and I quote " Not logical if he fell in love with her just for sex."

Littlemermy on the other hand was not satisfied on why I did not make the main male character more heroic and she wonders why my female characters seems to be stronger than the male characters despite the fact that the story is set in medieval times.

Mamarazzi was right. And Littlemermy was right too.

I ought to briefly delve into the issue a little bit. But what both of them said makes me think and reflect; that sometimes, life itself is not logical too. And in response to Littlemermy's complains about why the men are not exactly herioc and overly macho…well, let's just say that in truth, men…are not always heroic, and I reflect that in the story.

Life, as I said… is not very logic. At least my life is not very logic. My life is…not exactly ordinary, just like the Hindustan movies I've been watching.

My life, like the Hindustan movies… is full of not only love and melodrama, but also lies, deceit, betrayal, evil monsters and wicked witches in the form of… uh…you know… ahemm… 'outlaws'…. and many more. My life is not all dancing and singing. Thinking back…alot of things in my life are not logical and like those Hindustan movies that I've been watching, is full of contradictions too.

Sometimes… I do wonder if I'll survive being in a Hindustan movie… o.O For what it's worth, living my life is much more difficult than rectifying mistakes, grammatical errors as well as contradictions in my novels. You see… I have lotsa help with my novel… I have proof-readers to point out what I've missed and I can use spell-checker to help me with the errors in my novels, but in life, who would help me point out about the mistake that I'll make when I couldn't see properly and when I have poor judgment? I suppose nobody would, and I have to learn from my mistakes when it happened.

Cleffairy: Is watching - कुछ ना कहो and हम दिल दे चुके सनम. Have a blessed Sunday, everyone.

(Dear God, please let the Holy Spirit guide me and protect me from anymore mistakes and make me learn from my mistakes…I'm just a human and therefore I am weak and I do not have sharp eyes.)

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Those good old days are gone…

Those good old days where you can buy lotsa things with Rm1 (Around USD0.35) is gone. These days, Rm1 is not much of a value anymore. But thank God, every now and then I manage to find something nice for just RM1; like this nasi lemak for an example. (Nasi lemak is a local Malaysian dish, consisting of fragrant coconut milk rice served with condiments of fried peanuts, fried anchovies as well as sliced cucumbers)

These… these are a gem, very authentic and it's very hard to find these sort of nasi lemak in Malaysia these days. These nasi lemak are fully wrapped up with banana leaves. These days, we only have the modern version of it; all wrapped up in plastic+newspaper or in white polystyrene, and it's no longer simple. The modern ones are usually served with lotsa things; fried chicken, fried eggs, etc and usually cost at least Rm5 (USD1.5) per pack.

For Rm1, I get these…. 1 cup of very fragrant nasi lemak with served with a side of fried peanuts, fried anchovies, a quarter of boiled egg and topped with some spicy hot sambal.

I couldn't resist adding my own omelet to the RM1 nasi lemak. The taste? Heavenly.

But by the time I finished eating the nasi lemak… I wondered why I couldn't resist adding my own omelet to it. Is it because I've grown fussy? Or it it because like the rest of the world, I've become complicated and I failed in the most important thing in one's life; which is to appreciate and enjoy life at the most basic and stop trying to be complicated?

*SIGH* I suppose the world suit me now. It's complicated, and so am I.

Cleffairy: Those good old days are gone, and they are never coming back.

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Sweet and spicy crabs

Every now and then, I will show my sadistic streak…by cooking. I often show it when I get a good deal… like this…I got this crab for RM5 each (About USD2). Cheap, don't you think? I bought 4 of them, so that's RM20 (About USD8)

I bought it when it was still alive, and got the seller to tie it up for me. I asked the fishmonger to kill it for me, but that feller was a part-timer, so he did not know how to kill the crabs. I ended up freezing it up in the fridge to kill it cuz I don't know how to kill a crab either. Yeah, I know. It's cruel to let the crab die slowly like that, but don't worry. I'm sure they're all in crab-heaven now.

After scrubbing them clean, I steamed up two of the crabs.

And made sweet and spicy crabs out of the other two. For RM20, I think it's quite a good deal, especially when you get to watch pornography later on.

Yeah, eating crabs is like having a food orgy… so much bondage, torture, sucking, fondling,digging, licking… and more sucking (the crab, that is) involved.

Neway, here's the recipe for the sweet and spicy crab:

Ingredients:

Crabs

3 clove of crushed garlic

4 tablespoon of tomato sauce

2 tablespoon of chilli paste

1 tablespoon of light soya sauce

1 teaspoon of dark soya sauce

1 teaspoon of sugar

3 cups of water

3 tablespoon of cooking oil

Sauté the crushed garlic with all the sauce til fragrant. Then transfer the crabs into a huge pot. When the sauce is done, pour it into the pot along with 3 cups of water or more, and cook until crabs are cooked and the sauce thickens.

Cleffairy: I wonder how much these will cost in the restaurants?

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