I love reading in the beach. When my face is buried in the pages of a book and I hear the waves crashing, it gives me peace and clarity. The breeze and the scent of salt in the air allows me to focus more on what I’m reading and allows me to get lost in a different world better than anywhere else😉



#color #rainbow #colorful #hat #badassgail #gail

#color #rainbow #colorful #hat #badassgail #gail


Popogail #popo #badassgail

Popogail #popo #badassgail


Bye bye curls! I’ll see you in 2 days ,-p 😘 #hair #badassgail

Bye bye curls! I’ll see you in 2 days ,-p 😘 #hair #badassgail


badassgail
…just one name ^__^

badassgail

…just one name ^__^


Yes, I don’t find myself pretty. It’s not false humility, and I’m not  fishing for compliments. I think I am average, plain, and simple…and I like it that way.  When somebody does throw a compliment my way about my appearance I think them kind and sweet that they can see something special in how I present myself to the world. I thank them sincerely for their generous words because I cannot negate an opinion. I consider their compliments gifts from the heart for the heart. I do not think of myself as ugly either because I know I was made special by the maker. I’m different, unique, not perfect but most certainly a work in progress, and quite possibly with Gods plan…a masterpiece.

I’m ok with not being known as that girl with perfect skin, legs that go on for days, hair to be envied, a slender body, or a fashion sense to die for…things that fade…things that tend to disappear most especially when they have nothing significant associated to them other than being physical traits.

The beautiful people are those who I surround myself with. Family and friends…loved ones who I’ve grown to know, trust and care about. I yearn and strive to be like my loved ones. People with kind and generous hearts who are ready to help you the minute you cry out in need. These are people with gentle and nurturing spirits who concern themselves with your nightmares and/or dreams, who involve themselves in  your fears or failures and/or success . The beautiful in my life are the people who have left quite an extraordinary impression in my heart, that when I go back and revisit a memory, I smile at the simple thought of how they showed love to me.

But here’s an honest confession, there was a time when I filled my head with thoughts of wanting to have better skin, an ideal weight, hair that can catch anyones attention and style that was envied..I have since left that to the World to die. I have now brought my thoughts and focus to things that are more valued by my heavenly father.

I want a heart so kind and generous that peoples hearts get filled with joy. I want to develop a sense of wanting to be personally involved in the lives of those around me to let them know that someone cares. I want arms and hands that are constantly and readily open to comfort and support anyone who needs it. I want a smile (despite it being broken and awkward) to be so full of sincerity that it washes away the pain of whoever receives it (even if it were momentary). I want eyes (despite them looking fatigued) that can see what’s special in every individual. I want a spirit so full of love that whenever I enter a room I get to change the mood into something positive, I get to put a smile on someones face because they are comforted by a feeling that they know I am a friend, that they can trust me, that I care for them, and that I am there to let them know they are extraordinary and special too.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry once wrote: “What is essential is invisible to the eye.” I appreciate people who think that, at times, in the physical I can be easy on the eyes, but I will most definitely appreciate it more if the compliment was for what my heart is and will be capable of.

** <3 **
…not quite there yet…still a work in progress ^__^


Blaha! Blaha!: ATTENTION TUMBLR FOLLOWERS!!! ANOTHER WAY OF SHOWING MY APPRECIATION FOR FOLLOWING MY BLOG, I'LL BE LAUNCHING PART 2...

badassgail:

ATTENTION TUMBLR FOLLOWERS!!!

ANOTHER WAY OF SHOWING MY APPRECIATION FOR FOLLOWING MY BLOG, I’LL BE LAUNCHING PART 2 OF “GET SOMETHING IN THE MAIL FROM BADASSGAIL.”

FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT LOVE GETTING SNAIL MAIL I’M SENDING OUT A LITTLE SOMETHING WHICH I’M HOPING YOU’LL RECEIVE BY DECEMBER. SO…


ATTENTION TUMBLR FOLLOWERS!!! ANOTHER WAY OF SHOWING MY APPRECIATION FOR FOLLOWING MY BLOG, I’LL BE LAUNCHING PART 2 OF “GET SOMETHING IN THE MAIL FROM BADASSGAIL.” FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT LOVE GETTING SNAIL MAIL I’M SENDING OUT A LITTLE SOMETHING WHICH I’M HOPING YOU’LL RECEIVE BY DECEMBER. SO IF YOU’RE INTERESTED PLEASE T.A. ME YOUR FULL NAME & SHIPPING ADDRESS. THOSE WHO WERE ABLE TO JOIN THE FIRST SNAIL MAIL WILL STILL GET A LITTLE SURPRISE! DEADLINE OF SENDING IN YOUR ADDRESS WILL BE OCTOBER 31ST ^__^

ATTENTION TUMBLR FOLLOWERS!!! 

ANOTHER WAY OF SHOWING MY APPRECIATION FOR FOLLOWING MY BLOG, I’LL BE LAUNCHING PART 2 OF “GET SOMETHING IN THE MAIL FROM BADASSGAIL.”

FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT LOVE GETTING SNAIL MAIL I’M SENDING OUT A LITTLE SOMETHING WHICH I’M HOPING YOU’LL RECEIVE BY DECEMBER. SO IF YOU’RE INTERESTED PLEASE T.A. ME YOUR FULL NAME & SHIPPING ADDRESS. THOSE WHO WERE ABLE TO JOIN THE FIRST SNAIL MAIL WILL STILL GET A LITTLE SURPRISE! DEADLINE OF SENDING IN YOUR ADRRESS WILL BE OCTOBER 31ST ^__^


#Popo concentrating on his driving and not paying any attention to my vanity :(  (Taken with Instagram)

#Popo concentrating on his driving and not paying any attention to my vanity :( (Taken with Instagram)


chelleystrip:

@badassgail’s tattoo ;-)

I just saw this now, hehehe&#8230;Thankies @chelleystrip&#160;! ^___^

chelleystrip:

@badassgail’s tattoo ;-)

I just saw this now, hehehe…Thankies @chelleystrip ! ^___^


018.  Baked!

My friends and family seem to appreciate my cooking, some of my experiments have been hits & yes, there were a lot of misses too, but overall the praises I get from them should mean I’m a decent cook…right? Otherwise, there are a lot of very polite people out there :p.  I originally did not like to cook at all.  I loathed the kitchen to the extent of never wanting to set foot in it unless I got really hungry and needed to rummage for a bite to eat in the fridge or pantry. I hated chopping and peeling and my biggest antagonist in the kitchen is frying! Frying foods and dealing with hot lard was never and probably will never be my forte.  But I’ve changed and grown and have been taking on challenges in the kitchen all thanks to the Food Network.  I’ve only really started cooking and experimenting with recipes ‘coz I LOVE TO EAT.  Watching all those cooking shows made cooking look so easy and I really wanted to taste what I saw on TV so I tried to cook it myself.  So that’s how I’ve made peace with the stove & the kitchen.  My relationship with hot lard is still a work in progress, but with more and more recipes that I need to try out, it’ll get there :p.  This was probably one of the longest introductions I’ve ever done! Lolz!

My actual goal was to highlight my original love for baking.  I was exaggerating a bit when I said I’d never set foot on the kitchen to do any manual labour.  Truth is, I bake…It’s one of the things I love doing.  I used to sell muffins & cookies during the holidays and package them in elaborately decorated cans & boxes (and yes, Jon, if you get to read this…I know I still owe you your favourites. It’ll come soon I promise ,-p).  I think one of the things that attracted me to baking is the ease of the tasks.  You measure, you mix, stick it in the oven, do 1 or 2 song & dance numbers while waiting, take it out and eat!  Baking is one of those things that bring me both pleasure and tranquillity.  In a sense, my thoughts are more quiet while I’m baking ,-).  It’s been a long while though since I last created a batch of chocolate chip cookies.  I did however get to reunite with the mixer and oven today.  Seeing that all the ingredients were available, and with lack of anything substantial to do I’ve once again made a fresh batch of cookies and cupcakes!  I baked at around 8 am ‘coz I was expecting today would be hot and it was, so while I was slaving away in the kitchen I think I got baked while baking too…haha!  I took pictures to share ‘coz sadly I couldn’t share the goodies with you all so hopefully the photos will do :p.  I will need to have my guinea pigs (Tito, Vic, and Joey a.k.a. MJ, Mike, and Popo ) taste test it tomorrow.  I’ll figure out a way to share these baked goodies with you all soon ^__^ 


My usual beach ritual is to get up early in the morning and beach comb to find out what little treasures the tide brought in. I normally end up taking home a couple of unique looking stones and some pretty shells as souvenirs.  Yesterdays beach comb with my girl friends was especially fun &#8216;coz 1. We haven&#8217;t done &#8220;beachineering&#8221; (a sister term for mountaineering) in a long time, 2. Hanging out and bonding with the girl friends always end up memorable, and 3. We were in one of the many beautiful paradises you could find in the country.  The tide wasn&#8217;t high, we could walk for miles on the  beach and the water wouldn&#8217;t go higher than our knees.  Since we couldn&#8217;t swim we decided to just sit and cool down in the water and chit chat.  Before deciding on a prime cooling spot I was walking around and checking out what little things I could pick up from the water. I found a cone shell and grew a liking to it but since it was in the water I figured it might be inhabited so I tried shaking it to see if anything would pop out. After a few rigorous shakes I decided it was empty and tucked it in my pocket to bring it to shore after our swim in the &#8220;kiddie pool&#8221;.  When we got to our cabin I unloaded my pockets and placed what I&#8217;ve decided on taking home with me on the table outside our room.  After a couple hours of getting cleaned up, packing and getting ready to leave I was sitting and trying to make a mental checklist of what not to forget, as I was thinking of my list I was staring out from the bedroom looking at the table right in front of our door when I noticed something crawling across the tables surface. First thought that crossed my mind was that something landed on our table and was about to eat our lunch (I panicked a little &#8216;coz I haven&#8217;t had my share of lunch yet :p ). After a few seconds of observing the creature I finally realized that it was the shell I picked up off the water.  I ran to it but it retreated back into the shell.  To cut an unnecessarily long story short&#8230;I brought it home with me. It&#8217;s still alive, I was hoping it would&#8217;ve left its home by now but it seems pretty attached to it so I decided to keep it as a pet ^__^&#8230;I&#8217;ve created a temporary crabitat for it to see if I can take care of it past 24 hours&#8230;if it survives, I&#8217;ll invest in a more permanent crabitat. I&#8217;ve already done research on how to take care of Hermit Crabs&#8230;seems pretty easy, I hope it gets bigger and finally leaves its shell, then I can finally have my souvenir! Lolz!
Photo Courtesy of: Cath Coronel

My usual beach ritual is to get up early in the morning and beach comb to find out what little treasures the tide brought in. I normally end up taking home a couple of unique looking stones and some pretty shells as souvenirs.  Yesterdays beach comb with my girl friends was especially fun ‘coz 1. We haven’t done “beachineering” (a sister term for mountaineering) in a long time, 2. Hanging out and bonding with the girl friends always end up memorable, and 3. We were in one of the many beautiful paradises you could find in the country.  The tide wasn’t high, we could walk for miles on the  beach and the water wouldn’t go higher than our knees.  Since we couldn’t swim we decided to just sit and cool down in the water and chit chat.  Before deciding on a prime cooling spot I was walking around and checking out what little things I could pick up from the water. I found a cone shell and grew a liking to it but since it was in the water I figured it might be inhabited so I tried shaking it to see if anything would pop out. After a few rigorous shakes I decided it was empty and tucked it in my pocket to bring it to shore after our swim in the “kiddie pool”.  When we got to our cabin I unloaded my pockets and placed what I’ve decided on taking home with me on the table outside our room.  After a couple hours of getting cleaned up, packing and getting ready to leave I was sitting and trying to make a mental checklist of what not to forget, as I was thinking of my list I was staring out from the bedroom looking at the table right in front of our door when I noticed something crawling across the tables surface. First thought that crossed my mind was that something landed on our table and was about to eat our lunch (I panicked a little ‘coz I haven’t had my share of lunch yet :p ). After a few seconds of observing the creature I finally realized that it was the shell I picked up off the water.  I ran to it but it retreated back into the shell.  To cut an unnecessarily long story short…I brought it home with me. It’s still alive, I was hoping it would’ve left its home by now but it seems pretty attached to it so I decided to keep it as a pet ^__^…I’ve created a temporary crabitat for it to see if I can take care of it past 24 hours…if it survives, I’ll invest in a more permanent crabitat. I’ve already done research on how to take care of Hermit Crabs…seems pretty easy, I hope it gets bigger and finally leaves its shell, then I can finally have my souvenir! Lolz!

Photo Courtesy of: Cath Coronel


View from cousins place. Lorong Mydin, Astoria Park. (Taken with picplz.)

View from cousins place. Lorong Mydin, Astoria Park. (Taken with picplz.)


Rainy empty Eastwood Open Park&#8230;I hope our flight pushes through today. (Taken with picplz.)

Rainy empty Eastwood Open Park…I hope our flight pushes through today. (Taken with picplz.)