Hello Universe. I'm back. Doiti zou vagu. Lots of catching up!. Minansau toluai. 

Wow, I felt finished getting back to this blog. Fortunately, I located the long-forgotten Google account 

that's connected to this blogger. I took it for granted that I would always remember the one among many. I spent valuable time searching for the key information to access this blog. Finally...here I am again. Feeling disconnected though. It is easy to lose grasp of everything when out of lane, and even when there are so many lanes in front to choose from. Having many options to choose from has its downside.

At the back of my mind is saying: Obongkud aiso totitidong. Huh, I fancy that. I'm thinking: How to stand up straight when one's posture is bent down searching 24/7?

Why Am I Here?

 

Oonu padaamaan ku doiti?

I have been praying and hoping and(taking actions; wrongly?) so hence I should have ,by now, or yesterday even, a certain answer to, “Why am I here, what is my purpose in this world?”

Instead,  any glimpse of a clue is dimming out and slipping away. I don’t know where I am in my life.  Is there anything else yet to be unveiled that is life-changing in a non threatening manner? I want to cast everything to the highest power in heavens. I am offloading. Leaning on my own understanding has only gotten me bogged down with more questions to say the least.  So to the Highest of Power take it, take everything off my shoulders, off my back. I can’t do it anymore. Baggage..I am sending you where you will be  unwrapped much better.

 May I add: 1) Like making you feel weak to the bones

Translate to Kadazan: Miaga popohomi do tuhang

 Call it crazy, my environment, that is.  I have been trying to repel cigarette smoke from my realm for  a very long time. Nope it is still ‘smoking‘ up my mind.  I found my blog today because of cigarette smoke. It’s driving me crazy. There is this one individual who doesn’t understand that others have the right to breathe in clean air. It’s not because of the pandemic. I am tired of putting up with anyone who feels so entitled to keep pushing unhealthy habits.

It’s making me a hater. I keep running into the same kind. I need to tune in to a suitable frequency.

My take on snowflakes

Pardon. I just have to share. A little late. It's about four weeks to spring. It just came around. Brain freeze. Here goes...a snowflake is 'i tasabi' (soft 'b'). Let me break it down further.

asabi/obingiad =  overly sensitive/cry easily
tasabi/bogiad = snowflake/crybaby

I had never really given it a thought before. Tasabi (a snowflake) is a noun,  asabi is an adjective (a describing word).  So, in a sentence : 1 ) Asabi i tasabi. An overly sensitive snowflake.
2) Bogiad zou haid.  Kababasai zou. Got tired of being a crybaby.

Hmm... tigog (p)om tumingaa/kotingaa tavan

I hardly use the above expression. My mother was fond of it. She was very conservative in a good way. Money wise, she was good at handling, for example. Say I went on a spending spree, without any care for any time after, could launch the expression from her.

Hmm... tigog (p) om tumingaa/kotingaa tavan
English  translation : 1) Hmm... may end up craning (one's) neck/ consulting the sky.
Alarming! Like belly up too. Oh, save that sight.
Posturing to the sky above to miraculously grace a shower of fortune.
Ya, ya, next to squander. Better make a habit of saving. Money or in-kind. Going overboard is un necessary.