Friday, December 30, 2005
Me just ended a 3-day training with my ex-kindergarten from 8 am to 5.30 pm. Suffice to say, kindergarten teachers DO NOT get the credit they deserve ! You need a hell a lot of patience and skill to deal with these children. They can smell fresh meat and bully you like nobody's business. But I've gotta admit, I'm already missing some of them. Total irony.
Day 1 - scary.
I was one of 3 trainees there that day, me, a malay lady and another chinese lady. The trainer, i.e. the supervisor was an epitome of what and how a teacher, especially of small children should be. Stern when need be and yet filled with compassion that can only arise from a deep soulful love for these little bundles of terror. Over 70 plus of bundles between 2 1/2 years to 6 in the taska. By mid-day, some teachers would complain of headaches,inclusive of moi as yours truly came home with the biggest headache you could ever imagine. Had padawan later that evening too. I was super amazed how they could just rattled off the kids' names without missing a beat. 99% of them speak in Mandarin so you can understand my predicament. Fortunately, I was able to understand them a little and communicate with them in a mixture of Mandarin and English. When I wasn't to sure, off to another teacher for translation!
Day 2 - nerve-wrecking but bearable.
I had to conduct a few periods of classes meself, albeit with the Supervisor at hand. Had 2 story-telling sessions, one of Peter Pan and one on a moral story of some sort. Their attention span were extremely short, there would be a few of them who are very talkative, receptive and jovial while one or two, especially boys, would chase each other around the class. Chased, hit and cried. "Teacher, he beat me!"
"No ar..he beat me first wan la!"
And, I became Teacher 'Maggie Mien', for no apparent reason.
Oh man, I was awed when I heard this group of 5-6 year olds singing 'lau shu ai ta mi' aka 'the rat that loves rice' and 'tong hua', erm..'fairytale'?. My jaw was hanging.Paiseh betul!
Day 3 - bittersweet.
It was obviously psychology at play. Knowing fully well that this is the last day of training, my step was a little bit lighter and the kids a little more cuter. This time, I had to conduct classes the whole day and learn about some paperwork. The earlier classes didn't work out as planned as there was this new girl who was practically stuck to me like glue. She was there with me while I was at the front leading the songs, sitting on my lap during story telling and held my hand where ever I went. Crying for mummy. Mummy did come eventually. All the teachers were friendly and willing to help. I guess it's because everyone understands fully well how pivotal it is to have an extra pair of hands to catch that mischievous fellow.
It's amazing how you can witness life's little miracles and man's goodness through a child's eyes in a noisy taska.
There was this little boy, let's say boy A, who sat beside another sleeping boy during nap time, holding a bottle of milk. He was adamant on staying put and absolutely refused to budge to return to his sleeping mat. A while later, the sleeping boy woke up and boy A gently asked if he wanted to drink his milk. After passing the bottle to him, only then did boy A trotted to his own mattress to have his nap. Now, if that's not friendship, I don't know what is.
It is indeed heartwarming to see big brothers (though they themselves are little in size) or big sisters for that matter, taking care of their younger siblings. Holding their hands, playing and laughing with them and even accompanying the younger 'uns who couldn't sleep.
Blood is indeed thicker.
Truly an experience to cherish. No matter that I come home, in the words of my father, looking 'like i wanna die'.
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Saturday, December 24, 2005
I woke up at 4 something in the morning and tossed and turned my behind off. I heard you'll sleep better if you sleep on your left (something to do with your energy flowing without obstacles..it seems that sleeping on your stomach is totally unadvisable). Well, I can tell you this, I tried that last night but I was pretty much uncomfortable no matter what position I tried to sleep in. I finally gave up and switched on the lights. Doodled in my diary a bit and sat cross-legged on my bed, doing nothing. My dad woke up( he wakes up a few times throughout each night out of habit to check on my bro and I) and I think I must have scared him a little. Imagine lar finding someone in the wee hours of the morning sitting on the bed, without a sound, doing nothing. I could sense a worried tone in his voice when he asked,
"why? what's the matter?"
"oh, nothing. Couldn't sleep"
he switched the lights off and said sleep will come. Go to sleep.
And it did come. Til 11 a.m.
It's Christmas eve!
Urgh. I ate too much, again.
Sometimes I think I should tape my mouth the moment I feel full, if not I'll just continue poke at more food with my fork even when everyone else's finished.
I just had the most delicious Christmas eve dinner with my mom's side of the family.. (Another round of Christmas day dinner at my dad's side tomorrow..cue: more food)
My mom, cuz, aunt and I went over early in the afternoon to help out while the guys of the family arrived later in the evening with the turkey. Supposingly there to help but my cousin, Ivy and I had a F.R.I.E.N.D.S. dvd marathon session instead. Season 10 baby! Such good children, both of us are. Hey, my aunt encouraged us! We watched 8 episodes back to back. Without commercials. Want spoilers? Come see me. haha..
Anyways, we had :
1. Turkey,with stuffings of course. (from Victoria Station...superb)
2. Petater salad (that's PO-TA-TO, to us... family favourite, aunt's signature dish)
3. what's-its-name..Chowder i think.. ( The bread with it's middle part dug out , replaced with soup instead)
5. Gingerbread men!
8. Red and white wine
I was so ravished that I ate faster than my brother. I was already in my seconds when he was finishing his first. Scared the hell out of him. I even stuffed down the whole chowder thingy..the base of the bread is bigger than the 2 palms of my hand, combined..a little mountain by itself. Scared the hell out of myself.
I only manage to have a few sips of the sweetest white wine I've ever tasted coz the bottle is so blardy thin..costs 60 something, i heard. And a quarter glass of red? Was a really good girl today. Ya lar, with my dad in the same room.
For dessert, there was a box of vanilla ice-cream with rootbeer. Surprisingly morphed into a 'weight-conscious girl' and declined my brother's offer to get me a bowl. In actual fact I already them before dinner. No one needs to know, right?
I suggested to him that he should put fererro rochers into his bowl of creamy froth that is the ice-cream float and at that moment, that instant, when I caught a flicker in his eyes, he and I both know that I had just made the most brilliant suggestion. Worthy of Einstein.
prezzie time!! This is the ABSOLUTE first time that both of us(my bro and I) get this many presents for Christmas. (My nuclear family don't really practice the tradition of exchanging gifts)
I got a decorative candle holder, chocolates, a necklace, a pair of earrings and Dove shampoo, plus conditioner which is just as well coz I was running out of shampoo !
After TV and more pokings of food later, we headed home.
Dropped an old and dear friend of my family's home first in Port Klang. It's sad that it has become more of a ghost town now..unlike the town I grew up in, where I had SOOOO many good memories of; of sweet, cool, crisp morning air, the hustle and bustle at night, the walks to restaurants, late night suppers and gossips abound.
This so-and-so auntie staying at the opposite row, 2 doors away from Unc so-and-so, beside the family selling kuihs at the morning market with Mercedez car wan la.. has a son coming back from god-knows-where and getting married to so-and-so...aiyo..so big liao lo..last time so small small !
You can run but you can't hide.
Shall post something bout it. If I have the mood.
Merry Christmas everyone !
May all be blessed with buckets of joy and serenity...
Friday, December 23, 2005
To think you're happy and then to feel damn down the next second?
To realize you've gotta appreciate what you're blessed to receive and yet secretly yearning for something more?
To have a green-eyed monster constantly watching over your shoulder, waiting in glee for you to trip into the abyss of jealousy?
To love the gift that is life and the wonder that is the mind?
'I complain of having no shoes til I saw a man with no legs.'
-someone or somewhere-
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Not that type of balls.
I meant the 'tong yuen' balls.
It's been a tradition for me to help my mom to roll them. This year, we rolled it early in the evening with the flour bought from the market. Pink and white flour.
My mom rolled them damn fast while I tried to be Miss Perfectionist and rolled them as round as possible. I read that the rounder you make them, the more prosperous you become, or something like that. But it was a disaster..the closest I could get to a spherical shape is a diamond shape.
Oh well, it goes into the stomach eventually anyways.
Can't wait to taste them tomorrow!
Just came back from JJ. SO many people, all doing last minute christmas shopping I guess. Found a book, Chocolat by Joanne Harris for only RM7.90 at Popular..with 10% discount some more, which comes to about RM7.11 ! SO blardy cheap!
My dad bought another book, Saving Fish From Drowning by Amy Tan for me too. RM55 at MPH. The cashier had already key it in I think when I suggested going over to Popular's to check whether they have the said book there..got 10% discount ma! Paiseh !
So we went over a few lots away to Popular and there it was.
The same book
The same price : RM55
But only pay RM 49.50
I mean, how worth it is that!
Get to save RM5.50 man!
May Lynn, her sis and dad came over to my house to collect something and they left in a new light brown Proton Iswara that was parked inside my house! I mean, literally from the Inside, her dad drove from one of the rooms. And oh, her bf was Peter Crouch (a Liverpool player) I mean..what the?
When I opened the door, there was this HUGE crowd of people wanting to come in through the grill to get to a neighbour's house, for some reason they can only get to my neighbour's through My grilled door. And all of them dressed to kill, with frills and super large umbrella frocks and cheongsams. Then, they realised my neighbour's not at home.
I was back at my grandma's house taking my bath at the old bathroom. My aunt sold the house recently.Hmmm..
My dad and I flew back from who-knows-where and the plane landed right in the middle of Sunway Lagoon-cum-Genting, so we got in for free without the wrist band. The place was like Lagoon with its slides(I discreetly remember Michael.J.Fox on one of the slides), Viking Ship and other attractions. The weird thing is that I can see the Genting hotel with it's Logo from the distance when I looked up. My dad and I found ourselves on this obstacle course in the middle of a pond where you have to walk through tyres, broken planks and colourful floats. There was this guy, a helper or something that stayed close to us and I remember calling out to him for help to get through one of its courses. He snapped at me, saying something like "You can do it if you try!" And I did, I tried and I crossed it. When I looked up to my dad, he became Steve Martin, the guy in 'Father of the Bride' and 'Cheaper by the Dozen' .
By the time we reached the end of the course, tired and soaking wet, lo and behold, a hybrid of Sarah Michelle Geller and Jennifer Love Hewitt was there with some guy blocking our way.
They said "Sing, and we'll let you through"
And so we did. Sing.
Guess what song we sang?
"I Like to Move it, move it " from Madagascar... LMAO !
We managed to get through and my dad said that we should be heading back. I wanted to go on more rides but followed him meekly. As we were walking, looking for a way out, I saw a business occupying two shoplots that was locked in grills. They were selling pirated DVDs and a whole lots of pirated stuffs. The thing is, eventhough it was locked, there were still people browsing inside. Outside, in the walkway, people from all walks of life were jostling each other and talking loudly, asking for bargains and not getting them. We continued on looking for a back alley way out when.......
My house phone rang and I had to get up to answer it.
It was AIMST asking me if I was interested in signing up for their Pharmacy course based on my Trial Results. RM 2100 for 4 months and if your Real results aren't satisfactory, you can't continue.
I told her I'll get back to her.
I'm wide awake now and blogging this.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
1. Started teaching padawan.
2. Went for an interview for the kinder teacher job but the headmistress wasn't there so talked to her hubby instead. It was my old kindy, 'tadika orkid' but they changed it to Eduwis instead, much bigger, brighter and more expensive. The headmistress's husband recognized me and said that I still looked the same as I did when I was a wee toddler. Flattering that they still remember me after all these years. Don't know yet whether I'll get the job though, supposed to call up earlier but I didn't due to stuffs been going on and me losing my voice. But no excuse! my bad!
3. Am on the Young and Dangerous DVD marathon viewing session. Right now, I'm at Part 5 1/2
4. Stuffing myself silly with food. Practically ransacking the kitchen for food every other minute! Don't be surprised to see me all chubby walking down the street soon.
5. Reading 'A Thousand Acres' by Jane Smiley. A lil' draggy at times but doing my utmost to finish it. I still have a stack of books waiting for moi.
6. Cheering Chelsea on at midnight to their 2 nil win over Arsenal. Woke my bro and dad up with me shouting when they scored their first goal. Paiseh betul.
7. Sleeping a lot.
8. Watching everything and anything on the telly.
What I should be doing instead :
1. Practice my dust-covered violin. And start classes again.
2. Find out more about the courses of study to choose from and ultimately decide what I'm gonna do with my life.
3. Stop stuffing myself silly.
4. Do something useful like maybe a computer course? or a Mandarin course. I seriously need it. If you don't already know , I am, admittedly, a banana.
What I want to do :
1. Makan with friends.
2. Makan with family.
3. Lepak! Yo people, Let's go out! Even my dad asked me today. " Not having drinks with your friends meh? Call your friends all go out lar!"
4. Go shopping for more books and for clothes and for stuffs I don't really need.
5. Watch King Kong and Narnia.
6. Read the Narnia series.
7. Go buy 'The catcher in the rye' and read it.
8. Find a superb library that is nearby but I know there's none. Books are so costly nowadays.
9. Go on a holiday. Wait, I Am on holiday.
What I must do :
1. Appreciate life, it's too short.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
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Friday, December 16, 2005
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Inilah akibatnya going for karaoke yesterday when I know fully well that my throat's not, well, well. But it's worth losing voice over a day of lepak with friends. Total lepak. Met up at Bkt Tinggi's Sri Melur's for breakfast before driving ( Ok, I didn't drive, I tumpang'ed) to Red Box, a session of archery, tea at Aunt Anne's and Cinnabon, dinner at a delicious vegetarian restaurant in Bayu then Sri Melur's again for mamak and gossip session. From Melur to Melur..full circle!
Found out about something yesterday which I won't lose sleep over, See how it goes lar, probably nuthin'. And thanks Kin Wai for adding salt. :Þ
Going out later to KLCC with Esther. Forgive me if I'm a tad bit quiet today..haha..We'll have to make do with sign language!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
I feel like i have well, i guess many, though not That many, friends and acquaintances but few best friends.
But to have a best friend is to undermine the friendship of other close friends don't you think? It makes other friendships sound inferior somewhat. Thus I always try to avoid answering who's-your-best-friend questions.
But I sometimes envy those who have best friends that are so close-knitted that they practically cannot be without the other.
Maybe it's me. Trust issues? Or a case of too many friends for comfort?
Or maybe I'm not that good in this bonding stuff?
ooo..i know i know..
I complain too much.
man, be thankful with what you have amoi chuah!
Monday, December 12, 2005
Click this : http://asdesinibidas.blogspot.com/2005/11/pra-vocs-ento-eu-digo-sim.html
I am officially Too bored.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Was Somewhat educational,
Learnt about Batik you see,
At the floor above, a convention, international;
Was held there, cum exhibition,
Of all things Batik, paintings and clothings,
Amazing, Superb, and so in-fashion,
Batik in toilets and in all its fittings!
Went downstairs, jostled with people,
Of all backgrounds and minds,
With intentions of one : a higher education
In courses of all kinds;
Enthusiastic parents and youths alike,
Smartly-dressed lecturers, faces alight,
With smiles and "ask me!"s
Written on their faces, for all to see.
Choose wisely, oh dearest one,
Choose well, make no haste;
Your future's yours and yours to mould,
To stream with colours into a paste;
That should scream 'You'!
For you are what you do;
Neither perceptions nor pressure
Should induce a life of what's expected
But not wanted;
Feel your heart, listen to your soul,
Take a chance on your rice bowl,
But think as well, use your head,
It's there for you, it's not yet dead;
For Reassurance, this, that i'm still sane,
Not crazy, or lazy or plain insane;
For I have no idea, as to what to do,
Whatever i choose, i hope it's real, i hope it's true
To the spirit of me, the essence of living,
To feel happiness in giving,
Back to the world,to society, to all
What I'm blessed to receive
No matter how small,
While walking life's miles
So that I may live
with a smile.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
So people, go try out Khunthai, Subang.
This is what i noticed during dinner. You can never take the pride of being a Penangite out of a well, Penangite. It doesn't matter that one is born in Taiping, Butterworth or what-not, as long as you're from the ol' north and speak the Penang Hokkien slang, you are forever together and one.
And it's always like meeting a long lost sister or brother when you happen to meet someone who talks in that aforementioned slang here in Klang, KL or other places that are not in the Utara; no matter that you've never seen him or her before in your whole life. They stick together, and are especially nice to each other. They have a common bond, a common ground, a common tongue. And to them, the best stuff with regards to food can only be found in, you guess it! Penang.
Just like me pa and the owner.
But that's not necessarily a bad thing.
At least the owner can count on recruiting extra loyal customers, as in the 4 of us.
The journey home was pleasant as the radio was playing real old oldies. I've always cherished these times, where my family and I would be so close to each other in the car ( not necessarily engaging in a conversation) with sweet oldies in the background. The only thing missing was the rain.
BUT, knowing us, we eventually turned to guessing the names of those old singers...
"Aiya this one,who sing one ar? "
My brother with full confidence " Frank Sinatra!"
Me : "It's Nat King Cole la. "
"Ya ya! Nat King Cole!"
"This one sounds like Doris Day hoh"
"Nolar, Dorothy Daindridge?" courtesy of the movie on her life that i'd watched earlier.
Turns out that neither of us was right. The name wasn't a DD.
and so on.
How come there's no jazz bar around here one? Give me money I'll go open one. Any takers?
So paiseh, arrived when the ceremony's over, just in time for makan. My God, they must be like wondering, this bunch ar..just came for the food! Erm, well..they're not totally wrong.
Good food! Vegetarian.
Stopped by at McD's for sundaes, went in, sat down, some one suggested going over to A&W's instead, got up and off we went!
Came home and here I am, in front of the PC.
Going out for Thai food with family later..woohoo!
Anyways, back to prom, I went there kind of late, so sorry to the guys who had to wait for me for tickets to enter..paiseh hoh..:Þ I just couldn't bring myself to step out of my house..My God, I'm so not used to being like this. My dream prom : t-shirt and jeans, remember?
I must confess! I went home after doing hair and make up and I so couldn't tahan that I wiped off some of it off my face coz I thought it was too thick though everyone else said otherwise. It took That much effort to restrain from wiping the whole thing off but the thought of my mom's friend taking the effort to do it made me feel a tad guilty. Oh well, at least almost everyone else was in make-up too.
Ooo..everyone dressed to kill and probably some even Got killed. Saw a bunch of people there and it's great to meet them after erm, 2 weeks of not seeing each other after The End Of School?
And oh, btw, all of you looked gorgeous yesterday.
I never knew there could be so many pictures to take in one night and yet when I got home i realized that I didn't take enough. Hmm..a case of In-Love-With-Oneself syndrome? The food could be better; fortunately, my dad bought me food to eat before I left. He knows!
*turns out that I didn't ffk...just came back, and back to business!
Okay, so the food leaves much to be desired but the event, though not without its flaws, went pretty well I should say. The crowd was not appreciative at first but I guess everyone was just waiting for the chance to boogey the night away. At least I did, no matter how dorkily I did it. NoT a word people!
Thank goodness I didn't fall flat on my face
Thank goodness there weren't any bright lights during the open floor session
Thank goodness there weren't too many embarassing moments.
Thank goodness for friends! Muaks!
And most of all, thank goodness for understanding parents who waited patiently downstairs for moi and letting me decide when my conscience would get a hold of me and scream “For Heavens sake! Your parents are already here, you wanna stay here forever izzit?!”
All in all, not bad, not bad at all.
some pics :
Monday, December 05, 2005
Was getting desperate.
So was my dad.
Desperate to get home, that is.
My mom: parted with her money.
Terbalik case : father don't mind if low cut, mom said Absolutely Not!
Father said why so long
Mom replied its like that, to have a daughter. Live with it.
No shoes, gonna borrow.
Accessories, brother bought. Think it's a bit too big.
make-up, got none.
date : loads of friends!
bought mp3 player.
technically, bro bought, for me;it seems.
Kesian the sales guy, we are a couple of fickle-minded chuahs.
charging right in front of me.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Ok...lets break it down shall we...
Day 1 (28th Nov two thousand five)
Met the gang in Penang Hill.They reached at bout 7 plus? Stoopid me had to go to sleep after yi jiang called to inform that they'd arrived, safe and sound I might add, that i didn't have time for breakfast and had to grab a char siew pau and packed milo for breakfast on the way there. The weather wasn't too friendly either and it threathened to pour, hard. Ok, it not only threathened, it fulfilled.Funny thing, I was the one who had a bed to sleep on the previous night and yet I was the one with eye bags. Super obvious ones, it seems.
And thank you so much for the “surprise guest”.
The weather gave way to our hopes and the sky opened up to our slow-moving tram. Up, up, up we went. Click, click, click went the cameras and down, down, down we came.
Had lunch and off to the apartment! I kind of liked the place, it's better than i expected and the walk to the beach is Not That far. I can't help being an optimist, sometimes.
The beach was not bad, and us, being the smarty pants (pun intended) wore jeans to the beach knowing fully well that the beach has, well, water. You can guess what happened next.
And then, BBQ !! Kudos to my unc and cuz who recommended the place to moi the day before. I had reservations about the place as I thought that doing it on the beach would be more fun'ner but on second thought, clean water, proper shelter and better security proved too hard to resist.
OMG, cupid was so active that night. Hats off to those who found courage to do what they did and I wish them all the best!
And thank you Mum n Dad for willingly(or not) for getting the food needed and always being there to support and help. And for orbiting. (inside joke)
Day 2 ( 29th Nov two thousand five)
Spent the day traipsing around Penang;
Botanical Gardens – Wished I could spend the whole day there jungle trekking in much more comfortable clothes. Walked a lot though, to see the *ahem waterfall.
Nattukkottai Chettiar temple – Walked some more; it was a Batu Caves-like temple. A total of 254 steps! ( yeah, we counted)
Original Kayu restaurant – Had lunch there, wasn't too hungry but wolfed down the food anyway.
Dunno-wats-the-name store and Him Heang – bought local products. I'm SO proud of myself. Showed the driver the way to Him Heang all by meself!Ok, maybe it's not a big achievement for some one who goes to Penang every year, but still! pats meself on me back
Thai and Burmese temple – threw coins and prayed some more. Seems that i pray a lot.
Gurney Plaza cum Drive – Had such fun in the arcade! Disregarding the fact that the bunch of us are going to be 20 next year, we are still at liberty to act like small kids. And I kicked @$$ in Daytona! The first race lar, the second got hit by dunno who at the last minute and overturned. Crap. Oh, well.
Walked to the Gurney stalls for dinner.
Tiredly, “Where is it?!”
Faking enthusiasm, “Very near only ! There! After the first round-a-bout, after the 2nd, further along the road, See that apartment? Beside it nia”
LW: “Which side?”
Me: “Heh heh, the Other side.”
Everyone waited patiently for all the food to arrive, fidgeting and staring. After the pics were taken, the hungry tigers emerged.
Over to Batu Ferringhi for pasar malam. Bought DVDs, got a free necklace LOL and went back just in time before it rained. BUT, as it turned out, some of us got soaked anyways. Loooong story. Ask Li Wei for a replay of it. Or better still,Yi Jiang recorded the whole story telling session, in hilarious Hokkien.
Here's a snippet :
Shin Dhee accidentally droped a key worth 60 bucks in pasar malam– pouring rain- howling winds – Heros and “Heroine” - running in the rain – answering of phone in the rain – digging of key through longkang grills – smart suggestions of opening the grill Before digging – Hero sacrificing his hand – Utterings of pariah – finding of the golden, shiny key – Crazy commotion – more running – impressing one's lady love – of towels and colds - chunted -"SInging In the Rain, just singing in the raiN, oh what a glorious feeling!.."
Day 3 ( 30th Nov two thousand five)
Slept at 5 that night, or rather, that morning; woke up at 8, couldn't take it, plopped on the bed for extra blissful sleep and finally woke up at 10. We walked quite far in search of food and finally found a mamak stall to break fast. After filling out tummies, we dropped by at the beach for one final feel of the water. A few games of Beach Monkey and a few sessions of Dunkin'-People later, we finally went back to pack.
Left and touched down at bout 9 pm? Can't really remember.
I have nothing but praise for the driver. He was quite steady at driving and I'd recommend him to anyone. I mean, anyone who could take my father's incessant questioning and visits, not to mention personal inspection of the bus's condition and cleanliness and yet not feel exasperated is fine in my book! Poor fella, I think he must have like received more then 20 over calls from us. Such a small world, he was my brother's schoolmate. He recognized my bro instantly, it seems, but my blur bro couldn't place him in primary school ke or secondary. Quite young, 24 years of age i think and quite cute lor. Esther commented that maybe some girls are trying to flirt with him and another fella who came along. I think so too!
That's about it i guess...An abridged version, of course. But good enough! Haha..
A huge thanks to my Penang relatives for their help! Fernie, if you read this, relay my thanks to them k! Truly appreciate it.
Couldn't wait for another trip..So people, faster think of somewhere else to leave our footprints!
Enjoy your hols!!
Friday, November 25, 2005
We ordered a set recommended for 4, which we later found hard to finish by the way,
and Waitress 1 : Itu saja ke?
Do we looked like ravaged eaters?
Waitress 2 came up to our table to check the bill and make small talk for like 4 times?
This same waitress also commented, “ You semua, comel-comel!” when we were about to leave.
Oh well, she's just stating the obvious. :Þ
Talked about stuff which i will not mention here and other benign stuffs. Had a blast. Too bad Maggie had to leave for work while the rest of us went to 1 U ! Woo hoo!
We went prom dress shopping, well, Ee Von and Esther mainly, as for me, just trying on for fun as I haven't even bought the tickets yet!
Tried a few in Blook. I like Blook. One was so low cut I could bet 1 million my father would not let me out of the house, One was ok but too clingy..can see everything!But kinda cheap, less than 100 bucks.
Ee von found her dress though, she looked nice in it!
Makan'ed in a place called “Old Asia” . Oh man, the food i ordered sucked! It was claypot 'lou shi fun' and they cooked it like cantonese fried kuay teow. Maybe it's just not to my taste.
Forgive me for I have sinned, I didn't finish my food!
Waitress : “Eh, kenapa tak habis?”
I was so tempted to say “Yela, Tak sedap ma” but I succesfully refrained myself.
It was just my luck that I had just reached home when Li Ern called for mamak with Choon Yen. I SO wanted to say yes but i could feel my parents boring a hole into the back of my head with their stares so *sigh had to say no. I'll be leaving for Penang tomorrow morning anyways and I haven't pack my stuff into the bag. Crap la, couldn't fit it all.The bag shrunk.
So to the few peeps who actually read this, I'll be in Penang till Wed. Looking forward to seeing those who are going later, later on Monday!
Thursday, November 24, 2005
I finally watched Hairy Potty. Verdict?
- Why aren't there any bodies around when the tents got scorched during the Quidditch World Cup? Oh yeah. They're magic. Or maybe I just didn't notice it.
- Liked the dragon part but the dragon seemed to die a lil' bit too easily for my liking.
- Everyone's been talking bout Cedric but i felt that the only cute guys in the movie were the Weasley twins. Weird taste, i know.
- Is it just me and my dirty mind or is this movie kinda filled with more sexual innuendos? Like when the reporter wanted to interview “the poor 12 yr old boy” Harry in the broom closet and when Moaning Myrtle wanted to see more then Harry would've liked...I mean..it's meant for kids to watch isn't it?
“Ah ! But you see..they are meant to know about it sooner or later..its a lesson for boys to cover up and girls to learn to want to see, you see.”
- Poor, poor Cedric.
- Voldemort looked cool with a snake-like nose...2 little cute slits.
- I don't have a grudge against Cho Chang.
Kenny couldn't hold back his tears when Cedric died. Practically the whole time!...you'd think he has a secret crush on Cedric or something...Unfortunately, its just a case of runny nose.SO anti-climatic.
Went to Amata's for dinner. Real dinner, with rice and dishes and everything.
Finally bought a present for my mom, a pair of diamond earrings..real one k!I'm glad she loved it.. I have good taste i tell ya.oh, perasan.
Yay! finally can go makan with est, ee von and maggie..its been quite long since i've seen her..thank you for saving me from boredom!
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
I figured that i'm going to have loads of time on my hands and so i'm relaunching this blog..poor poor blog..got neglected thus far..ain't promising i won't be neglecting afterwards !
News flash : in case you haven't already known, the big S.T.P.M is finally and truly over. Don't think i did as well as i should but that's a whole another story. It really dawns that this is the last time i'd be studying in school. The sucker of what, 7 years of my life? If only the walls could talk.....what stories it would weave. Of laughter and tears, of achievements and sheer embarassments and of lessons learnt. Mix it all up with people met and lives intertwined what do you get? 7 years of life.
So, the question is, what next? I'm already bored but i'm not complaining. I don't have a care in the world and I love it.
I guess among the most FAQ among students after this period of exams must be :
“So..heh heh..what are You gonna do after this? "
Honestly, I don't know but i find myself answering :
“Eat and sleep. And eat some more.”
Ain't nuthin wrong with that.......rite?
To all ex STPMers... rock on..your whole life is spread out ahead of you like a vast ocean. I'd like to believe that this exam does not define who you are. Only You have the liberty to do that.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
I’m pretty sure everyone would have known about the earthquake and everything (if you don’t, there’s something called the newspapers, or tv or radio, or when all else fails, friends)
What an experience of a lifetime! I never expected to experience an earthquake considering that Malaysia is what, di luar ‘Lingkaran Api Pasifik’ ( I still remember my geography!) but last night was truly one to remember.
I was the only one up that night, around midnight, doing some Chemistry and Kelab Alam Sekitar stuffs when I suddenly felt like my head was spinning. Thinking that it was a clear sign for me to head off to bed, I brushed it off. When the tremors continued and I saw the door panels shaking and my living room lamp swaying from side to side, my imagination ran wild like dunno what, and I seriously thought for a moment that the building might collapse on us. I hurriedly woke my father up and the rest of the family. My mum who was deep in slumberland, woke up in panic thinking there was a fire or someone in my family pengsan’ed or something.
It was a sight to behold with everyone, young and old, rushing downstairs in their pyjamas. Aunties and Uncles each have a story to tell to anyone willing to listen, loudly. I only slept like about 2.30 am. With my phone and purse ready in my pocket just in case another strikes. Talk about paranoia!
It seems there’s another aftershock this afternoon at around 2 something. I just reached home from the trip to Parliament when my bro called me up, saying he felt the tremor at his working place and asking if I felt it too, which I didn’t. I was alone at home that time and although a few of the residents in the opposite block went down, I decided to stay put. But I got ready my house key, phone and purse and placed them nicely side by side on the table just in case lar. And you know what else I did? I wasn’t too sure I’d be able to feel the earthquake as I was tired and everything seems moving in my head anyway, so I placed a bowl of water on the table so that if there IS one, the water would swirl about. I only managed to keep an eye on the bowl for like half a minute until I fell asleep like a pig on the couch so even if the bowl were to topple over also, I wouldn’t give a damn.
And so, there it is, a short summary of my experience of an earthquake. It was Quite interesting actually.
N-E-way, the parliament trip was quite cool. We got to sit thought an hour of the debate session. I only hope the MPs wasn’t debating just for the sake of opening one’s mouth without any action being taken.
I must admit, I thought of how it would be like for me to be one of them, sitting there. And then I thought again whether I’d be able to sit through hours of sessions like this from Mon through Thurs. I don’t think so. But then again, to be chauffeur-driven….ah! my mom complains of her being my chauffeur anyway.
Tan Sri YB amy-da-great
Monday, March 28, 2005
Tomorrow is Monday.
Tomorrow is a school day.
I’m back from FRIM and it was quite fun. It’s always great to be surrounded by nature. Though this time I felt like the track wasn’t long enough but it was nice all the same. I couldn’t resist not jumping into the river-cum-mini waterfall (ok, not so much of jumping, it’s very shallow, maybe more of waddling) so I did. So much for will power.
I was supposed to join Gaya and the gang for her birthday party but my dad wasn’t That excited about it so I didn’t go. Sorry gaya. I hope they had a great time. Happy Birthday!
Anyways, I went out for dinner with me ma and pa at Central, the Kim Gary-like Hong Kong restaurant behind Klang Parade and it was pleasant. I’ve been there before with Maggie and Esther and they said they wanted to try it out and so there we were. My parents, being well, my parents started talking to one of the owners there and continued talking the whole time and so my dad added another card to his collection of food sellers. Btw, is it a trend now to wear shawls? I saw quite a few with one around their shoulders, prompting my mum to comment about it. I told her it’s because they don’t want to catch a cold. It’s a lame answer. I know.
I met Lorraine and her family and Esther, you were right; she’s so thin now! It’s been quite long since I last saw her and so we chatted for a while. It’s good to see her.
I really need to study but I just can’t bring myself to. I felt like i've just wasted a perfectly good Sunday.I hate this guilty feeling.
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Right. That’s enough whining for today.
I’m back from the camp safe and sound and in one piece! There were ups and downs, happy times, sad times, the usual.
The bus ride there was great with loads of laughter and crap, I mean, loads of crap especially from the form sixers. The younger uns must be like “ Shit! Will I grow up being just like them? NooOoOO !”
Dusun Eco Resort proved to be a popular place to camp as when we reached there, there were already other groups from other schools and even as we leave there were other groups coming in too. My name was the 1st in the girls list and unfortunately became the dorm leader, bearing the responsibility of the dorm key. That piece of metal with a wood attached is worth RM25! Luckily I did not have to part with my cash though I almost had to in some occasions.
The bathroom was a community styled one, with not so much of a shower but more of a narrow pipe with icy cold water falling down on your head that could literally take your breath away. You can imagine. On the 2nd night, I was feeling somewhat fearless and decided to bathe alone at 2 am in the morning. Imagine this, the bathroom was at the end of a corridor, dark, and quiet as everyone else was either sleeping or talking in their respective dorms. So-called “amy-da-brave” announced pompously that I was going out to bathe. I brushed me teeth, trying to push whatever I was imagining far into the back of my head but of course to no avail. This Miss Fearless tried extremely hard to not think of anything and sauntered as coolly as possible towards one of the dark cubicles…….then an unexplained thing happened through no fault of my own, the next thing I knew I was back in my dorm, with the same smelly shirt n pants with not a drop of water. Ain’t my fault! You get the message.
The jungle tracking was fantastic albeit a little tiring at first but it was worth it. I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Mucho gracias to Hao Shen and Horng Tat as in some stages where it was extremely steep going downhill, Hao Shen went in front of me and Horng Tat at the back, helping me and making sure I didn’t fall considering I admittedly have a small phobia of climbing down a slope but it wasn’t too bad. After the track we were allowed to play in the pool for half an hour and most of us didn’t waste the chance of jumping into the cold water. Everyone was dunking everyone and I got dunked maybe like 3 or 4 times? I’m grateful I’m still breathing. Another sweet memory was the obstacle course and I’m sooo proud I was able to get through each and every one! The bruises after that are small matters.
I must say that the canteen operator deserved every bit of respect. The food understandably wasn’t 5 star hotel material but it was good enough. The thing that got to me was how friendly and helpful they were and the cloth to clean the table was seriously white, clean, dry and folded! Kudos to them!
There were of course challenges throughout the camp and unexpected occurrences. I guess it just made us closer and I now know that there are lots of people who are really sweet and caring.
I barely caught 5 hours of sleep during that two days, and on the last day I was like a zombie walking around. Thank goodness the majlis penutup wasn’t as long as I’ve expected. The best peserta lelaki was Jeff and perempuan was Janatun I think. Congrats!
It was so funny, on the way there, the bus was so lively and noisy but on the way back, it was so quiet except a stubborn few who absolutely refused to sleep and yakked all the way back..like me for example. I think Shin Dhee was fed up with Hao Shen and me for disturbing her like nobody’s business when she was on the phone with her beloved. We were like adding fire with “ Shin Dhee, what were you doing with the guys?!” “Enjoyed last night?”..well, you get the drift. Eventually she too, fell asleep. It was like someone released some kind of sleeping gas in the bus. Fortunately there was Hao shen who kept me amused. He must be cursing me for not letting him sleep. =Þ
And we reached Beloved STAR. Tired, smelly and with a load of laundry to do.
All in all, the place was great, the people were wonderful, the experience? good with many lessons.
Sunday, March 13, 2005
teruk rite? its the start of the hols and it's Already filled with activities...this ain't a good start to a supposed week of rest..wishful thinking! homework piling up like crazy.
I never knew homework could pile up at this rate..i guess, now i know la..and for that, there's a list of ppl i'd like to thank :
mrs. lim for our maths work
pn. arasy for the bio work due when school reopens
pn. indira for the essay
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
I started back my violin classes today as I stopped for the month of February.
From the rate that I was going, it must have been so very obvious to my sir that I didn’t touch the violin At ALL that whole month. I even had the cheek to wipe of any evidence of dust collecting on my violin case just in case he would notice, as if he’d care anyway. I’m thinking of finding a new center but the rest are all so expensive!
My family and I went out for dinner and for once we managed to decide where to eat even before I drove out of my house’s apartment’s gate. What a relief! Usually, I would reach the T-junction of my house and basically, “Where? Turn left or right?! Left?! Right?! Faster! Got car behind!” We had the usual dinner, rice with all the lauk-pauk. I cleaned up my plate! My mom commented that since I started school my appetite has been increasing triple-fold. Or more.
On the way back, a seriously unexpected and somewhat unsuitable topic of conversation for a supposedly nice and sweet family cropped up, thanks to my father. We were comparing Tesco and Giant when out of the blue he brought up a topic. The conversation went something like this :
Pa : “Do you know the difference between the word cock and rooster?”
Ma : Rolling her eyes (though I was driving and I couldn’t see it but I sensed that she did anyway) “What?”
Pa : “The British calls the male chicken a cock but the Americans like to roast the male chicken to eat, as in a roasted cock so they called it a Roaster…Roaster…Rooster! Tada!
At this point, my family, being absolutely Not innocent, in other words, a little dirty in the cerebellum, cerebrum, medulla oblongata and the rest of the grey matter in our heads made our imaginations run wild, causing havoc in the car. My mum said something which I will not mention here, in case any small kid reads this which prompted my father to comment that the word cock is not a bad word.
Me : Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. (sarcastically)
A day in the life of the Chuah family.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Original music by Jose Fernandez Diaz
Music adaptation by Pete Seeger & Julian Orbon
Lyric adaptation by Julian Orbon,
based on a poem by Jose Marti
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Que busca en el monte amparo
I am a truthful man from this land of palm trees
Before dying I want to share these poems of my soul
My verses are light green
But they are also flaming red
(the next verse says,)
I cultivate a rose in June and in January
For the sincere friend who gives me his hand
And for the cruel one who would tear out this
heart with which I live
I do not cultivate thistles nor nettles
I cultivate a white rose
Cultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Qultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo
Cultivo la rosa blanca
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace mas que el mar
note : i like this song, among numerous others..there's something bout it..dunno whAT.
Monday, February 21, 2005
It's like suddenly i could literally feel and touch the pressure and make sense of the shadows of fear flickering by.....*oooh..deep* But it's just a feeling and it passes...like everything else. Sometimes i DO feel like i'm taking on more than i can handle but i guess sometimes i just overestimate myself. I brought it all on myself anyway but come to think of it, the memories, both bile-bitter and revoltingly sweet, and the ppl i meet makes it all worthwhile and i hope learn something out of it all.
right now, i'm thinking wouldn't it be nice if everyone would be totally honest with each other? it's true when they say a human's mind is infathomable.
Friday, February 11, 2005
The reunion dinner was great with all the noisy bickerings and all the rushing towards the steamboat thingy...at first everyone was like grabbing everything in sight like we've haven't eaten for god knows how long but after that, it's actually physically impossible to lift ur butt of the seat.
after that......the annual Gambling Olympics officially started..with all its pompous glamour, i.e the tearing off of the cards' plastic wrapper and shouts of "lai lai lai! 21 ! 21 !" or "bacarat bacarat!" even as of now, there's a blackjack game going on riiiiight beside me..*sniff* lost a few games just now..cis..
but okla....won the pool money last nite..about 100 bucks? lol! but all my cuz are all bugging me to belanja starbucks..so back to square one la..
then we went house-visiting and angpau-collecting and weight-gaining.
my gawd! my life revolved around food these days!
"CAN'T" wait to get back and sit for the exams..
Friday, February 04, 2005
besides the obvious reason : PROCRASTINATION
or sheer laziness. or to quote pn. sunita : ''sim mei....! enjoying life!''
anyways, since i am already here..
Happy CHiNeSe NeW Year !!!
wishing all of you all the good things in life!
yours truly will be in an island up north so do try not to miss me too much k?
Friday, January 28, 2005
Forgive me k, it was merentas desa day for goodness sake!
AND i'm such a good student...running and all...not bad la..at least got points for it..
one : to contribute to panglima (Yea rite!) and
two : to lose a teeny weeny bit of weight for tomorrow (yeap! purple ppl reunion tomorrow ppl! ) which is useless as i ate nasi lemak for lunch, 2 packets of nasi lemak (again!) for dinner;topped with a piece of Porno Chicken..which caused me to gain more than i lose...Unfortunately.
finally, its D-Day tomorrow...worst case scenario, everyone will mind their own business with nothing to talk of but at least there'll be food rite! and friends to humour me..i'm depending on you guys, esther n li wei! i can't wait...will update on the happenings tomorow IF i'm in the mood.
Just my luck i have to got to school early in the morn tomorrow for 2 stuff some more...i feel bad i have to leave and not join the prefect's unity tomorrow la..how? i'm guilt-ridden! Not so much as that, maybe just a drop of guilt.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
shit la...i'm beginning to feel the exams pressure on me back, thanks in no small part to teachers making me feel quilty and scaring the hell out of me.. and its seriously weighing me down like a stupid sack of chemistry books.. and its only like, what..not even end of january yet? i hate this feeling of helplessness and constant worry about whether i'd be able to finish studying.
I want to get into a good U and be able to study the course of my choice, not some course predetermined by whoever it is in the education ministry who decides who gets what, which is only logical since it's MY life anyway. And to the fellas who decides these things unfairly, you only get ONE life ya know.
so, it all boils down to results.
and that's sad..bacause a piece of paper doesn't really determine success in life but despite all that, that piece of paper is ultimately very valuable.
so, so, silly.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
i am :
A Newborn Soul
You are tolerant, accepting, and willing to give anyone a chance.
On the flip side, you're easy to read and easily influenced by others.You have a fresh perspective on life, and you can be very creative.
Noconformist and nontraditional, you've never met anyone who's like you.Inventive and artistic, you like to be a trendsetter.
You have an upbeat spirit and you like almost everything.You make friends easily and often have long standing friendships.
Implusive and trusting, you fall in love a little too easily.Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul
i guess there's some truth in it..i dunno...but letting a programme determine my soul?
Quite satisfied with prefectorial duties...So Far. especially with the tsunami fund..Starians are really a generous bunch!
Quite satisfied with my place in the class. It's under the fan. 'nuff said!
Quite satisfied with the amount of noise generated in the class..thanks to a noisy bunch at the back, inclusive of moi..at least not so boring;working wonders in keeping me awake.
Not satisfied with constant reminders of STPM by teachers..i know i know, its for my own good. but still.
party ppl its friday night..frriii-dayy..
shucks have to do hw tmr morn.
Monday, January 03, 2005
I want to live for a meaning;a cause, to leave a legacy befitting of a human being..I want to end sufferings, end poverty, end disillusionment. I want to be ME without thinking of what others think. I want to be able to say NO without the guilt...to be a good friend, daughter and citizen. OMG i sound like a contestant for a beauty pagaent or something.
but really, all true..and i'm sure all of them'll say the same thing but lets give them the benefit of the doubt, shall we.
and as much as i would want to deny it,
i can't help feeling like i'm matrerialistic at times and i don't wish to be one. I guess i'll just have to learn to be more grateful and not want too much.
in the words of worshipped, U2 from fav song Beautiful Day
"What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow""
or something like that .
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Always forgive your enemies;nothing annoys them so much.
I am not young enough to know everything.
One should always play fairly when one has the winning cards.
Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.
-Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan, 1892, Act III-
It was such a lovely day I thought it a pity to get up
-W. Somerset Maugham-
People ask for criticism, but they only want praise.
-W. Somerset Maugham-
I daresay one profits more by the mistakes one makes off one's own bat than by doing the right thing on somebody's else advice.
-W. Somerset Maugham, 'Of Human Bondage', 1915-
end of part 1
Saturday, January 01, 2005
I love spending time with family, though they Do get on my nerves and i know for sure that I get on their nerves many a times..more times probably..
school's up soon
i haven't had the chance to enjoy my hols &
and i haven't touched my homework!
stooopid me...cari pasal..leave it to the last minute some more la! cis..
someone help me..i don't want to wake up early and i don't want to study
tomorrow's sunday...and the day after is monday..
i hope everyone else is looking forward to school unlike moi...
i'm addicted to nat king cole
must be one of the signs i'm getting older...nOooooOOOooOO