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
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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!!