I have no idea what this blog's about and I hope it's not pornography or anything..but go through the passage you'll come across my name! as in "sim a Mei"
LOL
Click this : http://asdesinibidas.blogspot.com/2005/11/pra-vocs-ento-eu-digo-sim.html
I am officially Too bored.
Monday, December 12, 2005
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Ode to the Education Fair
Oh! the Edu Fair in PWTC
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
and leave
with a smile.
-me-
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
and leave
with a smile.
-me-
Saturday, December 10, 2005
a nite out with da family...oo.mafia-like
I swear this is true. I have never felt this excited upon the arrival of food before. It could be the cold environment, my rumbling tummy, the friendly owner or even the "ammo kanna" drink made of "ammo-kannas" all the way from Penang; But when the first dish came OMG it was like heaven ! The concoction of sour gravy with mushrooms, numerous herbs poured onto steamed fish, garnished with green leaves and lettuce on a pot upon charcoal fire; I could have died of anticipation. And the best part is, the taste didn't disappoint either. And neither did the rest of the dishes.
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 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?
wedding
Attended a wedding at a temple today..Kin Wai fetched with Jun Kit and Dee Lern in the car. Was late due to him having to fetch me :Þ
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!
Float...*sigh*
Came home and here I am, in front of the PC.
Going out for Thai food with family later..woohoo!
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!
Float...*sigh*
Came home and here I am, in front of the PC.
Going out for Thai food with family later..woohoo!
prom..porn..prawn?
Allllrite...it's the morning after and there weren't any alcohol! Jeez..but had fun nonetheless..woke up at 8 something..imagine that! I only went to bed at, what, 3 am? I'm mad i know..but i felt so bad for ffk'ing someone this morn..haih..*
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 :
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
bout stuff
Bought the prom dress.
Finally.
Was getting desperate.
So was my dad.
Desperate to get home, that is.
My mom: parted with her money.
Felt bad!
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!
yay!
bought mp3 player.
technically, bro bought, for me;it seems.
512 MB
500 plus
Creative
Kesian the sales guy, we are a couple of fickle-minded chuahs.
charging right in front of me.
Finally.
Was getting desperate.
So was my dad.
Desperate to get home, that is.
My mom: parted with her money.
Felt bad!
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!
yay!
bought mp3 player.
technically, bro bought, for me;it seems.
512 MB
500 plus
Creative
Kesian the sales guy, we are a couple of fickle-minded chuahs.
charging right in front of me.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Pulau Pinang
This post is sooo long overdue but i just couldn't bring my lazy butt to start about Penang. In short : Fun .
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.
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 b
y 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.
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.
Off we trooped to Kek Lok Si where we dragged our tired feet up, took more pictures and said some prayers. Pretty sure some prayed for 4.0 s. Guilty as charged.
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!.."
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 b
y 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
It's Friday.
Esther, Ee Von and I met up with Maggie for a pizza lunch today. We decided upon one of the first outlets in Klang, the one beside formerly-known-as-Ocean. My goodness, the staffs there are Super friendly and I meant that with every sense of the word. I suspect there was an undercover service inspector with eyes of a hawk and ears of erm..sim mei? Somewhere. Or maybe it's just their policy to be nice.
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!
Signing off,
Moi.
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!
Signing off,
Moi.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
da first movie post exams
oo...hectic day..met the peeps for breakfast in McD (very healthy i know) to tie up some loose ends regarding the Penang trip..traipsed over to Tesco to buy BBQ stuffs, skipped to Giant to buy 4 bottles of wine, makan'ed then over to JJ for a movie.
I finally watched Hairy Potty. Verdict?
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
Opening Ceremony Part II
what? No ribbon cutting? No lion dance? No VIPs?
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.
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
oh! what a night!
Let us all spare a thought and pray for the victims of the 8.7 earthquake on the 28th or technically, 29th of March 2005 and may those affected emerge stronger.
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.
Signing off,
Tan Sri YB amy-da-great
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.
Signing off,
Tan Sri YB amy-da-great
Monday, March 28, 2005
sunday
Today is Sunday.
Tomorrow is Monday.
Tomorrow is a school day.
Shucks.
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.
Tomorrow is Monday.
Tomorrow is a school day.
Shucks.
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
It’s Friday; practically The End of the holidays and allow me to state the obvious fact that 24 hrs is certainly not enough. It’s the 1st time..alrite 2nd ..this past week that I had the leisure of waking up at whatever godly hours I liked and for the record I woke up at 10 today. A few hours of Sunita’s work (fearing her wrath again), lunch, off to tuition, came back, off to another tuition, porno chicken and here I am. At 11 pm. With homework undone. Such a good girl.
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.
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
gonna be away for a while..
yours truly is off to a prefects camp in bentong! I'll be back on tues.. let us all pray very, very hard that'll it'll turn out great ...if not, u'll all suffer with me complaining when i get back!
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
mucho gracias!
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
mucho gracias!
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Of cocks and roosters
Today was the ujiantara day, admittedly not my favourite day at all throughout the history of my schooling life but it was kind of fun, minus the embarrassing fact that I fell down (conveniently blame it on the ground). I managed to get 2 points, an Amazing feat in my opinion as come on lar, I’m Not All That athletic. I’m one of those who love to watch sports and play but doing it well? Nah.. Anyways, I take comfort in the fact that this will be the ultimate last time I’ll be doing it in my whole life…! I thought form 5 would be the last but it turned out to be the penultimate at that time and don’t get me started on that.
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.
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
something la
GUANTANAMERA
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
Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
note : i like this song, among numerous others..there's something bout it..dunno whAT.
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
Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
note : i like this song, among numerous others..there's something bout it..dunno whAT.
Monday, February 21, 2005
i almost couldn't take the pressure of staying in school anymore during those few days of exams(actually it's just a test anyway) and a few had no choice but to hear my whining of wanting to marry a rich guy, not study anymore and just enjoy life ya knoe?scratch that...make it me having money flying down on my lap whenever i need it, and me living in a cute cosy hut by the beach surrounded by friends and family by the beach, waking up whenever i want and doing whatever i like.
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.
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
a quick note from the pearl of the orient
it's the 3rd day of chinese new year and i can safely say i'm having a blast..!
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..
shit la.
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..
shit la.
Friday, February 04, 2005
tong tong tong chiang!
supposed to be studying but what am i doing here online-ing can someone please tell me?
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?
muaks!
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?
muaks!
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