Botox

Feel very frustrated today and yesterday. Computer can do this to me. I have just learned how to write Blog and I am enjoying it. In my head there are so many everyday things that I want to write - just for my record, a kind of journal for me. Perhaps some readers who care to open my Blog might learn something from it. 'Proud as peacock' on 20 Sept 08 disappeared and remained in draft. What do I do? Still blurr on what to click next. I suppose I have to be patient till my tutor, Najidah, tells me what to do. So this is how frustration feels when you are at a disadvantage. I envy you people out there who are so good and just know what to do. My computer guy, Ung, used to say, 'Kak tekan saja - try tengok apa jadi'. I did just that. Oh yes, something did happen but not what I wanted.

And, for today I would like to talk about staying young by the power of Botox. I was with Jamayah in Perth in May recently, staying with her lovely family for a week. After a hectic and tiring trip to Iran, Perth was so relaxed. She asked me whether I use Botox to keep my complexion clear. I chuckled and hei, this is a compliment. I have received a few compliments from some other friends too. I told her to look carefully at my skin, there are a million lines and wrinkles which Botox can help but no, I don't. I would like to, but my priority lies somewhere else. Of course I checked. If I have to spend about Rm2000 every 4 or 5 months, I have a better use of my hard-earned money. I travel and I want to see the world as much as possible before glaucoma took over my sight. I am now in the young-old category in aging theory and soon I would go into the old-old category. So I don't have much time left to bother about looking young.

I remember when I was in school I was always particular on how I looked. I hated to see blemishes on my face and I spent my pocket money buying skin care products and faithfully followed the regime of keeping my skin clean. This has become a habit. No matter how tired I am at night, I must clean my face first before going to bed. I was also picky on food, avoiding oily ones though sometimes desire overcame me. Now I can't fight the lines and wrinkles but to me wrinkles are beautiful - show how WISE I am !!! Ha, ha! Don't believe me, sometimes I still do stupid things.

As the saying goes, beauty is skin deep, so is youthfulness. It's subjective. If I look younger than my age, it's because I feel young - young enough to appreciate what life has to offer. I am blessed with good, comfortable life - giving me the freedom to pursue my passion. I have no one to control me, to tell me what to do and what not to do. My children understand me and leave me alone. I love charting my own destiny (with Allah's blessing) and go for what I believe. Youthfulness comes from internal calmness, feeling of fulfilment, ability to handle stress of life, bersyukur for what God gives you and love and care for other people, and you will stay young. I believe so. Not that I don't believe in the power of Botox, I do. But for those of you who crave so badly to look young, maybe you have to look at yourself - internally and externally. Confidence and joyful attitude help alot in that department. Not to have bad feelings, thoughts and intentions towards other people are another factors.

So, like my Proud as peacock blog - never backstab or badmouth others - you grow old doing that!! Instead of gossiping about others, spend time taking care of your skin and manage your stress well. Another tip for looking young is, dress well. You don't need to buy expensive clothes for that - buy according to your budget. When I was young and working, friends nicknamed me 'the Best dressed' lady. I was, and I enjoyed the attention. So if you have money to spare, well go ahead and use Botox. But remember, time does not stand still because you use Botox.

Botox is temporary. How you feel about yourself is permanent.