Still Waters Run Really Deep

Revival

2010-04-09T17:23:00.001+08:00

It's been a while since I last blogged. A lot of things have changed since the last post. Those close to me know the problems that emerged with KS leaving Monash. They also know the amount of stress and grief it caused too. In a nutshell, life has taken a rather bleak turn. I'm thinking of starting to work in another institution.

I've talked to a lot of people about this issue and all have advised me to be patient, humble and more submissive. It isn't easy to just sit there taking abuse from someone when it technically isn't really your fault to start with. It's hard to watch your colleague getting verbally abused for something that could be kindly explained. Everyone has been saying the same things, "Just put up with it, no workplace is free of people like that" "Just accept whatever she says, don't answer back" "Don't worry; let her say what she wants..."

Been trying to take their advice, but the best thing that is working for me right now is just avoiding her at all costs. If I don't see her, I don't have to listen to her scolding me and degrading me. It's better this way, with me sitting here quietly in the lab, working on my stuff with my mp3 player churning out music to my ears. It helps drown out the unnecessary noise and gives me the excuse for not noticing her come in.

Oh well, just another bump in the road, just another obstacle I need to overcome. I will be the better person and not blow up in her. I will be the professional one and stay calm and composed at all times. I will be boiling inside and tempted to tear her face off, but I will be better than that and just entertain thoughts of it as I super impose her face onto every zombie I kill in L4D. :D

Random Workplace Rambles

2009-09-09T11:41:00.001+08:00

It feels weird now that KS is no longer working here in the labs with us. He's gone to a better company that can pay him better and offer him something better than what Monash can. The lab is quieter without the sound of anime or some show running on in the background. I no longer bring my laptop to work and the place that I usually occupy is now vacant. I've taken up residence at the lab computer where KS used to sit.

There's no denying the obvious difference in the lab. JT and N have already popped in to comment on the quietness in the prep room. They miss KS too. Well, it's for the better. We all know that he wasn't very happy here, so we're all hoping he's going to be happy at the new place. The boss has yet to find a new person to replace KS, but I've already made requests that the new chap be tall, handsome and very good on the eyes.

But to be honest, what with all the chaps leaving, we really need more male lab technicians. At the moment, not counting the older technicians (read: 40 and above), there's only S who will be leaving us soon too. Once S leaves, there's just the older men to do the heavy lifting which isn't good for them. There is only so much that N and I can do in the place of the men.

With KS gone, N and I will be handling GEN3040 together. Lucky for us, KS left with only 2 practical sessions to go. This makes it easier for us. There isn't much preparation for this week, just dispensing master mix, DNA ladders and so on. There's also the staining of the roots... but then I'm not really interested in thinking about it too much. I think I'll ask Dr Song if I can do it next week since the root staining needs to be left overnight.

Anyways, till lunch, I will be playing Word Challenge on Facebook, as pathetic as it sounds. I didn't bring my laptop ma!

Apparent Stud...

2009-08-23T21:48:00.001+08:00

Not very long ago, a friend sent me an email with about a guy that I think all the women in the world should be wary of. There's a certain group of men in Toronto that believe that they are God's gift to women. Their leader is a man that goes by the name of Dimitri. This guy caught my attention only because there was a sound file attached to the email. You can hear the clip on YouTube : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUtg4zRr540

Now, as you can hear from the clip, he is the epitome of obnoxious! He's arrogant that really thinks that the poor girl was interested. The story behind this is as follows:

A girl was out with friends having drinks in Toronto.
This Greek / Canadian guy approaches her and won't leave her alone saying how cute she is. She finally gives in and hands the guy her business card to get rid of him.

The voice clip is the recording of not one, but TWO voicemails this guy left.
This goes down in the history books - especially the second voice mail.

After hearing them you can see why she didn't call him back instead she called in to the Z103.5 morning show & had them play this on the air.

Can you blame the poor girl? Especially after the comments he gave on the second voicemail! All self-respecting Canadian ladies, be wary of this disgusting male chauvinistic pig. Oh, and boys here in Malaysia, please don't be like him. You guys are decent, so stay that way.

Ps. If a girl doesn't call you back after more than a week, she's not interested, ok?

Toe-Ma-Toe...

2009-08-19T08:15:00.001+08:00

My tomato plant has a baby!! I'm so happy. It's currently small and green, about the size of my thumbnail. I'll post pictures of the tomato once it's nice and red! :D

Changes...

2009-08-14T23:26:00.001+08:00

Things will be changing. It's not because I'm psychic. It's just because I know. I'm seeing the changes happening, I'm aware of them. Despite it all, I'm not willing to have those changes just happen to me. I hate things changing drastically. It's not that I can't handle it. I just like certain things as they are. In some ways, the changes that are happening are for the better for some of us, but in my own selfish way, I wish it wouldn't happen.

After the change happens, I know there will be a void. That void will be very hard to fill, but it will be filled slowly but surely. I will miss the fun and amusement that came before the change, but I will embrace the new changes and learn to love them. It's due to a smaller change that occurred earlier in the year that I realised that I need to face some issues about myself.

A change upsets the equilibrium, the balance and harmony that I like to have. Changes make me unsettled and unsure for a while. Changes make me wary and careful. Some changes I embrace whole heartedly. Some changes, I watch warily and try to rebuild things around it. Eventually, I adapt and absorb the changes and harmony, equilibrium and balance is back.

This new change that is coming has me feeling sad, unwilling, and desperately trying to cling onto the remaining vestiges of the normalcy and harmony that is already there. This new change has made me start thinking. This new change will most definitely be felt by everyone. The void will be there, obvious, sucking me in, making me overly aware of it. This change will make me take the reins for a while. This change may be good for me, or not.

I have not voiced my thoughts out openly about this pending change. I'm afraid of sounding selfish, childish, petty, and stupid. I don't want my thoughts to affect the change and spoil the harmony I'm soaking up before the change occurs. Anything that attempts or messes this fragile balance makes me worried. I want this change to happen smoothly with only good feelings for the change to occur. I want this change to be for the better.

I don't know if the others feel as strongly as I do. With the impending change, I want to hold onto these precious moments. I'm trying hard not to get agitated with the changes.

I have resigned myself. I have weighed all the possibilities. I have spent too much time thinking of it. I am accepting this change...

MBB last pract... Thank HEAVENS!

2009-05-20T10:32:00.001+08:00

I thank God and all that is holy that it is the final MBB practical for the semester. I really don't ever want to have anything to do with this subject again. Sadly however, that will not be the case for me as I have to be involved, still, for the next semester. I really wish that there was someone who could just take the reins from me entirely.

As you can see, I'm not too keen on doing this subject anymore. Not only is it not really the subject I signed up to do, but there are also things running around in the background. The instructions I receive for the practical is almost always late, to the point I have to rush to get it done. I hate to have to put up with this last minute work and I really can't stand. It's this rushed work and lack of communication that resulted in today's debacle.

Yesterday evening, around 3.30 to 4.00pm, I received instructions to provide a certain type of material to the students for them to do their experiment. As there was no specifics being mentioned, I assumed it was the same type as the one that we usually provided, of which I have. There is also a different, cheaper type that could be bought in bulk and is disposable. Note, I have no idea what is going on, how the experiment is being run and the specifications of the experiment.

Just not more than 30 minutes ago, I got told off for providing the "wrong" type to the students. I defended myself in that I did not know the specifications of the experiment, and I wasn't aware that a certain type was needed for the experiment to run. As I stood there, getting told off, I couldn't help but feel indignant as I was poorly informed of the particulars of the experiment. It was assumed that I knew almost everything about the specifications of the analytical machines and it was, in summary, all my fault.

I think I have made it clear, more than once, that I want nothing to do with this subject anymore. I prefer my plants that are straightforward with set parameters. I prefer the lecturer that handles the subject as she is always accessible and always willing to sit down to discuss her subject with me. I rather know beforehand, like 2 weeks beforehand, what to expect of the experiment so I have time to trouble shoot. I like the idea of sitting down to discuss the experiments before the semester begins, instead of playing it by ear.

I'm going to train N up well these few weeks from now and make sure I won't need to have anything to do with MBB ever again...

Woes of Working...

2009-03-18T23:03:00.001+08:00

Had a really bad day today... I would say that today was shitty for the lack of better words. Why? I'll make it simple and to the point. Only one person can get me so frustrated at the labs... Yeah, the one and only K. I will withhold all names for obvious reasons. I'm pretty lucky that I'm not handling this subject alone, in a way. KS was a lot of help today. Now, where should I begin? Right, the beginning it shall be.

The problems actually started yesterday. K asked me to prepare 4 bottles broth of the morning session and 3 bottles for the afternoon session. Note, each flask holds 50ml of broth, which means a total of about 350ml. The practical states that each group is supposed to use 10ml of bacterial culture, which means a total of around 140ml for the morning session alone. The day I received these instructions was Friday. I made the solutions on Monday and I began to prepare for today's practical on Tuesday. On Tuesday, I had to aliquot the 30% glycerol into 28 tubes for the morning session and 26 for the afternoon session. I managed to set up all the things for the practical by 5.00pm and was getting ready to leave for the day. It was then that I realised that K liked to have at least 2 samples for each group. I hurried to the practical steps and re-calculated the total volume of broth I needed. In total, I needed some 600ml of broth. The worst thing is that the broth would require autoclaving to make sure there was no contamination. I needed to be sure so I called K up to make sure. Sadly, my worries were no unfounded.

KS and I quickly whipped up 3 more bottles of broth and called it a day. I would need to come in early the next morning to get the competent cells ready so I decided to autoclave the remaining 3 bottles the next morning after I added the inoculants into the available bottles. So, this morning, I rushed to the labs and by 8am, the next batch of cells was multiplying in the shaking incubator. By 8.30am, I managed to autoclave the remaining 3 bottles, grab heaps of ice, set up enough calcium chloride to drown a rat, and distribute chilled 30% glycerol to the classes. By 9 am, I was checking the OD of the cells in the incubator. The increase was slow and I was worried that the OD would not rise up quick enough for the class. Around that time, KS came in to work.

By 9.10am, the lab was bustling with students. K's wife is the demonstrator for one of the lab classes and personally, she's as annoying as K himself. She has this knack of being altogether condescending and asking for things when I'm busy. The worst thing is that I have to drop whatever I'm doing to cater to whatever inane thing that she's asking for. That, however, will be a tale for another day. By 10 am, K was getting antsy over the OD of the cells and asked me to add 1ml extra bacterial culture to the fresh batches. I responded quickly and began to fill in pipette tip boxes. It's really amazing how quickly students go through them!

Around 10.30am, K couldn't wait any longer and took the new batch out and began to distribute the cells to the students. I don't think he realised the extra 2 bottles that had to be used. I was just beginning to think that I could sit down and breathe when he popped in to tell me the amount of glycerol I provided was insufficient. At first, I thought he didn't notice the extra tubes I added in the ice box. Sadly, that wasn't the case, as the final volume of the cells would be around 1ml, the students would be able to make 10 replicates. 10 replicates would mean that each group would produce 20 tubes of competent cells. In the semesters before, only 2 replicates were used and I followed the instructions left by the previous technician before me. I had only prepared for the students to have only 2 replicates and suddenly, I had to make more glycerol.

At that moment, I felt like shit. I was so frustrated with K that I was very close to crying. After regaining my composure, I calculated the amount I needed in total and did the math to determine the volume of stock solution I needed to achieve the 30% concentration needed for the practical. I was feeling rather rubbish-y as the glycerol was supposed to sterile and I didn't have time to autoclave the thing. K suggested I just filter sterilise the solutions, but that wasn't the case. The case was the fact that he ALWAYS INFORMS ME ABOUT THINGS AT THE VERY LAST MINUTE!!!!! This was the main reason the previous two technicians left. They were tired of him making their lives so difficult when working under him. One of them used to stay very late, the other used to come to work even on weekends when the results could not be achieved.

I have noticed a trend though. Every Wednesday, I will definitely have problems in the morning sessions. By the time it's afternoon, I'd have covered everything and made sure that K wouldn't need to bother me. Oh well. That's my rant for today at least. I need to sleep... I've been rushing to and fro at work so much that I am drained. Toodles...

A Post, FINALLY!

2009-02-26T08:39:00.001+08:00

It's 8.30 a.m. in Monash. There isn't anyone around here yet. KS won't pop his head through the door till he's had his breakfast and the semester hasn't begun yet. I've been growing tomatoes in the lab and just started on the tobacco. They're thriving as they grow in their little pots. Little do they know, they're only alive because we need their leaves for the classes next semester.

It's been a while since I've actually blogged. I guess there isn't any proper reason for it. I actually feel a bit guilty for not blogging for so long. But then again, nothing much has been happening. Fats joined Monash earlier this month and she will be leaving to do her masters in May I think. That and the summer holidays are coming to an end. Next week, chaos will begin... once again. For now, I'm taking advantage of the quiet the lab has to offer...

The sunlight is streaming in through the open window, which I forgot to close last night. As a result, one of the petri dishes where I'm cultivating tobacco seedlings has nearly dried up. My plants look very pretty in this light. I would take a picture, but then that would mean I'd get sidetracked from this post.

I attended a Mogwai concert. Did I mention that? It was awesome. Thank you H and VY for getting us the tickets, thanks babe for bringing me! I left the concert rather amazed that this concert had almost no drunks, druggies and smokers. I guess maybe holding the concert in KLCC convention centre results in something like that.

I can hear doors opening and closing along the hallway, signalling that life is starting to stream into the labs now. The cleaning aunty just walked in to grab some stuff then walked out of the lab, without closing the door again. I guess once I've posted this, I'll go back to gaming. Prince of Persia: Warrior Within. It's pretty alright so far, but tedious. Oh well, I won't have this luxury to blog or game starting next week! Till I manage to remember or dedicate some time to blogging, fare thee well!

2009 already?!

2008-12-31T10:16:00.001+08:00

The year is coming to a close. Today is the eve of 2009. 2009. It sounds so strange on my tongue. I'll be starting the New Year with a blasted cold though. I've also been thinking about making New Year resolutions. I may not be able to keep them though. I guess I'll list them down nicely here then. Who knows? Readers may be able to encourage me to actually stick to the damn things.

Remember to actually note down all my expenses so I can keep an eye on my budget
Be a better girlfriend (one that doesn't exasperate Nick so much it renders him red in the face and speechless)
Be a better friend (one that actually makes an effort to keep in touch)
Be a better daughter (go online more than once a week to talk to my overly anxious mummy)

Well, that's all my sick-addled brain can come up with for now.

Yesterday, I went to Marmalade Cafe, a quaint little place in Bangsar Village II. Pretty good food and affordable, it was pretty enjoyable. Nick and I went there for his birthday. Initially, the grouch that he is didn't want to go with the reasoning that it was just an excuse for us to go out. I still believe in the fun of birthdays and enjoying the day you were born on. Fine, I'm childish! Whatever! At least I'm happy most of the time. ANYWAYS! I found the place through KLue and decided to try to the place. The pictures of the pastries and food looked great, that and KS was sitting next to me telling me to be his guinea pig in testing this place out.

We ordered the salmon quiche and some avocado pasta. Nick took the pasta, and I had the quiche. The quiche was lovely. The pastry was so so though. The filling however was lovely. It wasn't too salty or bland and the salmon bits were scattered through the pie. Nick's pasta took the spotlight though. It smelt delicious, looked delicious and tasted awesome! Despite the very green colour, it didn't taste too "green" for lack of better words. The chicken chunks in the pasta weren't fatty and fell apart nicely in the mouth. As dessert, we ordered the chocolate brownie. THAT was good.The brownie came to us topped with a scoop of vanilla ice cream covered in chocolate syrup. The brownie itself was warm with a moist centre. Thinking about it makes me hungry. Bugger! Well, the brownie was rather rich, which is good.

I won't be posting pictures here just yet. I can't seem to find my cable to transfer the pictures from my phone to my laptop. I was tempted to take pictures of the plate of the finished brownie. There wasn't a crumb there in sight. All that was left was chocolate syrup spread around by Nick who was trying to wipe up every morsel of chocolate cake! Sadly, I wasn't feeling so great so Nick and I decided to leave the little place to walk around a bit.

Anyways, tonight, I think I'll either pass the invitations to go out if my cold gets worse. As of now, I'm sniffling and blowing my nose every once in a while. Highly annoying, mind you!

Cheating?

2008-11-29T00:17:00.001+08:00

I realised that things have been changing quite a bit. It sometimes feels like I'm still very much asleep and all I've been doing is sleep-walking around my life. I have everything that I could possibly need. I have people that love me, great and caring friends and a job. I have a home, a place to sleep, eat, rest and unwind after a long and hard day at work or generally after a tough time.

I've also realised that I didn't notice that the world was shifting all around me. Things that I never expected to happen have happened. Things that I never dreamed would occur are starting to unravel and spread their shit all over. I need to get some things back into focus and try to realise what I want in life. I'm no longer 18, as much as I'd love to go back to that age.

I miss my best friend desperately. Hopefully we can make it tomorrow night and I won't be disappointed by a cancellation of the plans. I really feel that I need this time with her. It's been a while since I had proper female-no-hold-back conversations. Not to mention there is just so much gossip that I need to catch up with her.

There are also the things that have gotten me thinking. I've been having rather amusing conversations with my carpool buddy on the way home from work nearly every day. Today's topic is a huge medley of random things, ranging from sick perverts and cheating boyfriends. That really got me thinking. What would I do if I was cheated on, again? Would I ever cheat on my boyfriend? I can't imagine doing so. I believe in "all or nothing", so I can't imagine being a cheater. This comes to the part where I wonder what encompasses cheating.

Does cheating only happen when you start something with the "other guy" or when you start looking around at other people? I think maybe it's too subjective. I think I'll do a little survey to see what exactly people think cheating is. I think, in my case, its fine to look and all, but never act on the thoughts and it's fine. Once you act on it, you better save the other party a world of hurt and end things.

Though an amusing thought just popped up as I'm writing this... if Nick reads this, he'll think all sorts of things. Silly boy, it's all or nothing. So I'm not cheating on you, or thinking of doing so!

The Elusive 400mM

2008-11-05T09:42:00.001+08:00

It was a dark and gloomy day. The clouds were dark and stormy cutting off the rays of light the sun brought. The atmosphere in the laboratory was bleak and depressing. Still, I persevered. It had to be done. The elusive 400mM media was the key to the success of continuing the dying line and breed of calli that were begin to exhibit signs of rapid deterioration. I wasn't sure if it would work this time. It was proving a sneaky media to make indeed.

I recall the first time I made the media not too long ago. It was just last week and yet it stays fresh in my mind like it happened less than 2 hours ago. I had collaborated with my colleague, an esteemed scientist with the highest calibre. Together, we made several treatments for our cultured crop. The treatments ranged from "Control" to the deadly "400mM" stress treatments. We had started the day with high spirits as my colleague had done this before. It was no problem calculating the volumes and amount of chemicals to add due to the presence of existing recipes left behind by the past scientists that had started this experiment.

After making all the media, we sent it up the people on level 5. Level 5, it is the place of steam and high pressure sterilisation. No bacteria can go into those huge machines and come out alive. Our treasure autoclave machines sat there in their thrones on level 5. My dear friend, Fernando, the appointed operator of the machines stared at the number of bottles I had brought up with me to sterilised and uttered several lines of "Hou guai FAN ar!" before lamenting on the fact the it would probably take him all day to sterilize our things. A little cajoling and promises of free ice tea made the bespectacled man relent and slowly load the jars of life into the huge mouth of the machine.

That was when disaster struck. The machines wouldn't work. Sometime between 10.00am and slightly before lunch, someone had tripped the autoclave machine's live-giving force. We were stranded on the proverbial island staring out into the sea hoping for the boat that would take our media and germinating jars to the land of sterility and cleanliness. Our beloved jars sat there, mocking us in their silence. Turning to my esteemed colleague, I asked him for advice. We pondered the possibilities with Fernando, feeling that three heads would be better than one. Finally, we came to an agreement to place the treasured bottles of life-giving media into the cold room where the cold would seal the goodness of the media in.

The next morning, I anxiously carried my treasured media to level 5 yet again, hoping and praying all would be fine. Sadly, the autoclave machine Gods were unkind and still refused to give the zap of life to their subjects. Alas, Fernando was on leave on that day and I had to depend on the master of autoclave machines, Sam-Pak. The man was a sturdy man who raved on and on about things (to be honest, I can't remember what he raved about) but would never turn down a few bottles of media. He promised me that my media would be safely deposited in my arms by the end of the day. My heart was full of uneasiness and I carried the sterile jars that I had sent up much earlier in the week back to my cave on level 4.

In my dungeon, I worked on the sterile bottles, sealing them to prevent monsters and contaminants from entering them and causing my precious callus to die bacterial infestations and fungal overgrowths. Finally, just as I was about to pass out from anxiety for my media, the master of level 5 summoned me. With a rapidly beating heart (from running up the stairs) I reached the sacred room itself. Accepting the hot bottles of media, I rushed down to my dank and cold dungeon where I proceeded to place the precious bottles into a pre-heated oven of 65˚C to maintain the media's liquid composition. Patting myself on the back for such swift work, I got ready to close the dungeon for the day.

The next morning, I was greeted by a horrifying sight. Although all the other media bottles were fine, the 400mM media was a horrible murky colour. I was destroyed. My heart shattered into a million pieces. Rescuing my other media, I began to pour them into their jars, hoping and praying to the media Gods that 400mM would somehow be redeemed. When my esteemed colleague walked through the bars of my dungeon, I showed him the horror. His eyes widened as he shook his head sadly. "It can't be saved" was all he said. At that moment, my heart fell and my world came crashing down. The 400mM treatment calli would be doomed unless I made another batch. Not willing to give up so easily, I told my colleague that I would make it the next day. True enough, I kept to my world. This time, I came in early and started early, hoping to get the early session of the autoclave room. I sent up my media and waited.

In the afternoon, I sent up my colleague to get the elusive 400mM media. I was busy sealing my other jars when he walked through the door. A look of sadness in his eyes with the media in his hands, he called out my name.

"It didn't make it. We did everything we could. I'm sorry. It solidified in the machine. It doesn't make sense,"

Letting out a wail, I cradled the remains of the media in my arms. Finally, when the heat was too much to bear, I passed it to my colleague who helpfully poured the remains away. Something happened to me that day though. The sight of the strangely solidified media stirred a beast in my soul. I would conquer it. I ran through the recipe hoping to find answers, but finding none, I resorted to reading manga for inspiration. Deciding enough was enough, I began preparing myself for the next batch of 400mM media to make. This time, I would succeed.

It was a happy and cheerful Tuesday morning when I sent the bottle up again. The sun was bright and I was in good spirits. Something told me everything would be alright this time. By noon, I collected my media which was warm and toasty. With a skill only attained through hours of practising, I poured out the media quickly to avoid the dreaded solidification of the liquids before I was done. Sure enough, I managed to achieve that I had set out to do. I had conquered the 400mM media. All that was left was to leave it to harden. Carefully spacing out the jars to allow maximum airflow, I left it to mature in the laminar flow as I went to hunt for pork noodles.

I returned to my lair later, around 2.00 pm. The hunt was good and my spirits were up. Sure enough, my jars were sitting there like they should, all nice and cool. The media had hardened as it should and all was good once again in the world of the Genetics Prep room.

This and That

2008-10-26T15:47:00.001+08:00

I haven't been blogging for a while now. It's only because I was too lazy to actually. Hehehe! Well, lately, nothing much has happened. Nothing much to blog about anyway. Well, I still work in the lab and lately, it's been a rather slow period at work. Lately, there's been no more classes in the lab so we haven't much to prepare. Due to that, I kind of got into trouble with the Miss Su-tupid. That though, is a story for another day.

I just got an sms though, from my mum saying my dad got his appendix removed! To me, this is rather amusing seeing as he's the one that usually nags us about not running up and down after meals. I do know, however, that moving a lot may not always be the cause for appendicitis. Well, what matters is my dad's ok now. He had a surgery this morning to have it removed and is now recuperating. I'm definitely not going to let him live this one down! :P

Oh yeah! Before I forget, SPCA has a little party going on this coming Friday. It's going to be held at the Boathouse in TTDI from 7.30pm onwards. The admittance fee is RM50. It'll be a charity even to collect donations I suppose. On that note, people who want to get a dog or cat, do go to SPCA today. There's plenty of pets waiting to be taken home!

Hmm...

2008-09-04T23:04:00.001+08:00

I seem to be getting some hate on my site as of late, eh? It's interesting how this is happening. To be honest, I don't really care much. The only thing that surprises me is that there are actually that many people that read my blog!

Everybody has a bad day, right? Oh well.

Anyways! My convocation is this Saturday. I don't really feel all that excited, to be honest. Something about it seems so ridiculous at the moment. Monash is aiming to suck our money dry this time around. I need to find a place to take a portrait with my family. If I were to get Monash to do it for me, I will, without a doubt, have to pay through my very bulbous nose.

My folks will be flying in Friday evening. My brother and I may not be able to make it in time to pick them up, sadly. I have to clean up this house! :O heheh! Well, I'm off!

Not So Great a Day

2008-08-27T20:50:00.001+08:00

In life, sometimes you meet rather difficult people. Then, there's the times when there's the back-stabbing and cloak and dagger. There are the good people too that understand the way things are run and look out for you. Then there's the nice ones that listen to you rant and offer sympathising remarks and try to advice you on the situation.

I don't want to say too much due to this being a bit sensitive to maybe some people who I know. Oh well... had to let it out.

Miracle Cures... or are they?!

2008-08-17T22:14:00.001+08:00

Ebene. I don't know how many people have heard of this product. It's been sold in most of the major pharmacies in KL. At least, that's what I've noticed. My dad wanted to buy it today, to which I strongly discouraged it. One of the main reasons is that it claims to use something called "Bio-Ray" to heal pains in the joints and promote blood circulation.

I just got home and did some research. Most of these "miracle-cure" products are based on something called FIR (Far Infra-red) rays. Basically, it says that FIR rays cause the cells to resonate at the optimal frequency to allows the alleged increase in blood circulation and what not. Apparently, it also heals cancer!

There has been to date, only a few journals on FIR and it has been tested on small animals only (i.e. rats). FIR is basically heat that is generated from ceramic being heated up. The main issue here is that when I examined the product at Guardian, there was no compartment that could contain the ceramic.

Ceramic is an inert material that can be used in the production of prosthetics, bone implants and a few surgical practices due to it inertness. I think some smart aleck must have found out about the ceramic properties and decided to start this mumbo jumbo on bio-rays and what not.

FIR may work in cellular form in ideal laboratory conditions, but in the real world, many factors come in. Everything from the temperature, moisture, the individual and the problem the individual is facing. Mostly, these products use pseudoscience to entice their customers. The product my dad wanted to get doesn't even have its own website!

It's too dodgy and the thing is costly. It costs some MYR157 for the knee guard. For MYR90, you can get something from pro-sport which is specially designed for athletes. Well, although it may work for some, this girl is still sceptical. Until I see a scientific journal stating the confirmed effects, I will remain a sceptic.

Rant...

2008-08-16T01:03:00.001+08:00

You think you're so damn smart. You always react his way. Do you ever think twice before you do what you do? You make me feel so angry I want to scream and throw things at you, yet I can't because it would be too stupid. You make a mountain out of a mole hill and won't let go of trivial matters. Huge matters don't seem to matter much to you. I can't stand it sometimes. What you've done to me hurts me in more ways than one, and I think you know it. Maybe that's why you do it.

I try to understand and push things aside. I bloody hell hate confrontations and all you do, it seems, is constantly force me into a corner where I have to smile and pretend all's good or lash back resulting in difficult situations for me.

I'm angry. So sue me if you read this. I haven't blogged in a while so while I'm at it; let my readers read something different for a change. Only you rile me up this way. And the worst thing you know much I hate being this angry. You act so superior sometimes I want to knock you down a few pegs like how you constantly remind me of my short-comings and failures and the constant disappointment I am to you. Maybe I should keep my angry posts up instead of deleting them every time I post them up. Maybe you'd finally see what an asshole you can be.

You're rude and you think you can be rude to me. One day I won't take all this in stride. One day I'll snap and then you'll know how angry you make me. I have my pride too. I have my dignity. Do you like it if someone were to call you stupid? To curse at you and make you feel small and useless. I can't believe you do this to me and actually mean it. I feel like throwing a lot of large heavy objects at you. You have no idea how angry I am.

So, you know what? Fuck you. Screw you. Don't you dare think that I'm at fault. This time, I won't be the one to offer the olive branch. You really think I'm so easy to push around?! I'm not one of your friends. I've been so forgiving to you. Yes, yes, so have you, right? But have I ever made you feel inadequate? Have I ever made you feel small and inferior? Have I ever made you feel stupid and hurt by the words I say? If I have, I highly doubt that I meant it. You say and do all those things with so much venom.

Keep your harsh words, your poison, your venom and piercing words. I don't want to hear them. I don't need to feel the pain and sting of every barb and lash of your actions. I'm going to love myself a little more, make myself happier. I won't listen to your angry and painful snipes. I won't bother about your spiteful remarks. I'll be turning a deaf ear to all of them. I hope you sleep well tonight knowing what you've done. Though you probably think you're the one who's been wronged...

2008-07-17T12:08:00.000+08:00

I'm OLD!!! Or am I?

It’s my birthday today. Today, I’m 23. I have no idea what’s in store for me in the up coming years. I have no idea how things may change and what I will be doing for the rest of my life. It has been this way since the beginning of time. Yet, despite the fact that today, I’m officially a year older than I was this time last year, I don’t feel any older or any changes.

I feel as young and as childish as I was when I was 7 running through the playground to have a go on the swing. I feel as happy as I did when I was a little kid when my mum would cuddle me. I feel no different to when I used to think my youngest brother, who is 11 this year, was the sweetest little baby in the world.

I still like to tie my hair up in pigtails and I still love to snuggle up to my mum and grandma. I still skip and run at the same time when I’m happy. Looks like I didn’t grow up much despite what my age says, eh?

Looking on the bright side of things can always make you look many years younger. Smiling more makes your face more youthful as the muscles are always used. Laughter makes you fill up with good hormones and gives you a lift in your mood. It’s scientifically proven!

So this coming year, I’ll live life and act the same as I always have. I have watched people and found that you age more if you attempt to change yourself. I will not stress myself over things that cannot be changed. I will not allow other people to get me down. I have more fun and indulge many more swing rides. I will go down the slide like I did when I was 5. I will eat more fruits and drink more water.

I will be more kind and helpful at any chance I get. I will try not to appear snobbish and unapproachable. I will maintain my sarcasm as I love it so. I will try to be less harsh and more forgiving. I will learn to control my temper and direct it away from those that I love.

To all my friends who have wished me a happy birthday, I wish a fantastic life for each and every one of you. Thank you for remembering me and forgive me if I forgot your birthdays! :P hehe!

2008-07-14T16:08:00.000+08:00

First Day of Work

Today’s the first day of work for me. Well, I have worked here before, but all the same, things are a bit different. I’m working for someone different but it’s still someone I know. I think this coming semester, the work I’ll be doing will be a little different from before. It used to be a lot easier and lighter to handle, with less chemicals, but then again, each job is different I suppose.

At the moment, I’m in the lab preparation room while waiting for the autoclave to finish. This means anywhere between 2 – 3 hours. Which, to be honest, isn’t good news for me. Chin Leng, Nick and I will be catching Hellboy 2 later today and I don’t really feel like going late as I’m really rather tired. The main reason I’m going tonight is due to Chin Leng leaving soon. Other than that, I just want to watch the damn show.

Today’s lab session went smoothly and relatively quickly. This however, can’t be always the case as I know. As the semester goes along, the more the work load I’ll have. For now, I’ll just drag out my old notes on MBB and plant biotech to read up on the labs.

Who said working meant you didn’t need to study anymore was lying…

It Started with a Bang, Then a Knot, and then a Ring, and finally, I Graduated :)

2008-07-12T14:44:00.001+08:00

If you think the title is a bit odd, in all honesty, I meant for it to look unique. In my defence, the title doesn't mean anything vulgar or sexual. Day before yesterday, I found out that I have officially graduated. I can say the feeling that you have finally gotten through everything is very satisfying. The day started out like this....

It was 9.30 a.m. and the curtains in my room were drawn causing a warm orange light to be filtered into my room. My bed was nice and warm and the air conditioning unit was whirring like it always does. I was dreaming of ice cream and the beach as I lay in bed, surrounded by the snug cocoon my blanket was. Suddenly, an almighty sound like an explosion shook me out of bed. The windows of my apartment rattled in their rails and my entire apartment felt like it had a tremor running through it. Leaping out of my bed, I rushed to my window to see what caused the noise. The pool boy cleaning the wading pool had stopped his cleaning and was staring at the general direction of the new condominiums in front of mine. The building had been completed not long ago.

Scampering off to my balcony, I notice that thick black smoke was starting to drift upwards from one of the lower floors of that apartment. My neighbours were also shaken by the explosion and many were standing on their balconies straining their eyes to see what was going on. Note, I did this all in my jammies, and when I finally realised that my neighbours, should they have happened to look at my general direction would have seen a girl with bed hair, faded violet t-shirt and boxer shorts on. Well, after the excitement, I went into the house, but not after calling Nick and his cousin. I then proceeded to yabber about it my mum through msn.

Nick was having an interview with some heating company and I was waiting for him to pop by and we'd go for lunch. I was jittery with the results coming out and I was pacing the house. Finally, I decided to learn how to make a V-shaped friendship band. Going online to occupy my thoughts while waiting, I found out the methods to do so. Trying it, I found that I had been knotting the strings wrongly and that was what made me make so many mistakes! Happy and jubilant that I found the way, I continued practicing. When Nick got back, we decided to cook our lunch at my place and spent the next hours preparing our meals.

By the afternoon, I was pacing up and down. Not being able to take my jittery and foul mood, Nick decided to take matters into his own hands. Knowing that I had been wanting to buy a new phone, he had given me the contact of a phone dealer. Sadly, the phone dealer couldn't follow through and she told me such making my mood even worse. Taking the situation in his hands, he helped me clean up the dishes and told me to get dressed, seeing as I was still in my jammies. Quickly changing my clothes, I got ready to leave my house and left a note to my brother. We zipped out of my apartment and scurried down to KL to get to Lowyat.

At Lowyat, we made a beeline to a shop that we had targeted the last time we were there. The girl that served me, bless her, was pleasant and worked quickly to meet my demands; a black C902 with 2GB memory. After making a few calls, the girl had managed to track down the last black C902. It was a bit more pricey than she had quoted initially. RM20 more than before. Nick and I quickly discussed between ourselves if we absolutely needed that much memory. Deciding to cut the memory down to 1GB, I asked her how much it would cost. Holding my breath, I waited anxiously as she opened her mouth to speak, "1.5K lo. The 1GB is cheaper than the 2GB by 20 dollars ma". Doing a little shimmy and jump, I told the girl that I was game and would get the phone. Smiling widely, I turned to Nick who was beaming to himself.

I rushed to the LG level and withdrew my money. Excitement bubbled through me and I couldn't help but giggle a bit every once in a while. The minute I officially purchased the phone, I held the box the phone was in, close to me, afraid someone would snatch it from me and afraid I was in a dream. Nick and I walked back to his car where I began the process of transferring the sim card from my old phone to the new one. My smiles were wide and ridiculous, but I was happy.

When we got home, I remembered our results being released. Rushing to boot up my laptop, my heart was felt like it was hammering against my chest. I watched the log in page load and I thought to myself, this is it. The moment of truth! The page loaded and my heart leapt to ,my mouth as I scrolled down...

...

GEN 3030, semester 1, 2008..... PASS

Running out of the room, I charged into Nick's drum room and tried to calm down. "The results are out..." was all I managed to say before rushing off again. Nick followed behind closely. We looked at my results again and I squealed, non to maturely, and jumped about. And that ladies and gentlemen, marks the end of my life as an under graduate! J

My Life Thus Far... and then some... :)

2008-06-29T12:20:00.001+08:00

For the past week, I have been bumming around. I'm fully aware that I should be either looking for a job or at least doing something beneficial to my CV. At the moment, I've been scouting around for something to do. Nothing seems to be popping up in my job radar at the moment. Oh well, patience is a virtue, right?

Life will definitely change drastically in time to come. Nick has a job waiting for him in Setiawan, under Kencana Oil and Gas. I on the other hand am waiting with abated breath for a response from the NUS job. If they accept me, I'll be moving in Singapore. If they don't, I'll be rather sad such an amazing opportunity has slipped by.

As you all know, I have been hunting for a phone. So far, I have narrowed it down to two phones. Both are SE phones, C902 and W890. Nick has been telling me that I should just cut off 890 from my list. I still can to feel the phones under my fingertips before I make a decision. Both phones are more than 1k so I need to be careful with my choice. Unlike most people, I know that money is hard to come by. Nick's been asking me to wait another 6 months for the c905 to come out, but I don't really fancy carrying a phone as big as Des's n95 around. Not my kind of thing.

If you guys can give me some ideas or opinions, I'd be grateful. J

I Got Tagged... Bugger.

2008-06-09T21:05:00.001+08:00

Instruction: Remove one question and in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in your chat box he/she has been tagged.

1. At what age do you wish to marry?

Some time before my ovaries shrivel up and die, give and take late 20s to early 30s. Must have money first ma!

2. What's your favourite thing to do?
Curling up with a good book on a lazy afternoon.

3. Do you think money can buy happiness?
It can't buy happiness, but it can provide you some.

4. Do you believe you can survive without money?
Not possible in the world today. If I was born in the BC eras then yeah, maybe.

5. What are you afraid to lose the most?
My family, my friends and other loved ones.

6. If you win $1 million, what would you do?

Buy a house with sprawling land so I can keep my 101 doggies!

7. Where do you like to go to spend your free time?
If KL had a beach, I would love to be there and just laze on the sand.

8. List 3 good points of the person who tagged you?
Funny, a good friend and good company

9. What type of person you hate the most?
Two-faced individuals and back stabbers

10. What is your ambition?
To be successful and happy. Would also love to be the one to discover the cure for cancer! :P

11. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
Depends on the situation.

12. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
My loved ones.

13. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?
Definitely not something I want to share with the whole world.

14. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?

My carelessness and forgetfulness.

15. What is the one thing you definitely can do without?
I can do without Mat Rempits! :P those are really the worst people you could meet on the road.

16. What is the one thing you cannot do but wish you could?
Have a super smart brain that allows me to laze about all day and yet score HDs for my exams :D

17. What is the one thing that u want now?
The NUS job

18. What is your stand-out trait?
I'm chatty and sarcastic

19. If you could change something in the country (Malaysia), what will it be?
Get rid of NEP, better education for the children, better medical facilities, transparency in the government and a PM with a brain.

20. When is the first time you meet the person who tagged you?
Don't remember, but I think it was during a Biotech club meeting.

I'm tagging: Nick, Rahail, Derek, Shu-Fenn, Jason, Yong, Chien Wen, Eileen and Desmond.

Of Pinafores and Malaysia’s Very Free VP of the Association of Islamic Students Malaysia

2008-05-26T16:25:00.001+08:00

I have read the most stupid thing today. There are only so many degrees of stupidity and ignorance that this country has managed to churn out for me to see. Today, however, may be one of the top in my list of "The stupid things people say to the press". Wondering what I'm talking about? Check this out.

I have worn a pinafore throughout my schooling years in Malaysia. I can honestly tell you that the popular girls wear baju kurung and not the pinafore. Want to know why? The baju kurung may be loose and baggy, but when worn properly, it can be more "seductive" than my good old pinafore. The National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia VP needs to get her head checked.

"It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it," she said of the current uniform.

How can the pinafore be a distraction?! How can it be sexy!?!? It's loose and as far as I can remember, it makes me look fat! To top it off, let me show you what she said:

"All this leads to babies born out of wedlock and to an extent, even prostitution," she said.

Can someone tell me how people like this even exist?! I honestly didn't know this level of ignorance and lack of brains existed in our country. That or I was in denial. You know what? Why don't you guys tell me what you think about our pinafores? Let me know which you find more appealing, because heaven forbid, the pinafore is NOT sexy.

Bleah...

2008-05-12T16:11:00.001+08:00

Exams... it's that time of the semester again. The time where we quake in fear as next month draws closer and closer, taunting us with its leers and smirks. The preparation month, the anxiety period, the time of headaches, eye-bags and the works has, unfortunately, arrived. My mother talked to me yesterday, yes, it was Mother's Day and she said I shouldn't be sad it's the exam period again. Her reasoning was that this is a good thing, and then proceeded to ask if I was ready. URGH!

On another note, I will be going to Penang next week for an educational convention held in USM. The good thing is this is an all-expense-paid trip by our university. I only have to fork out a couple of bucks for food and for whatever trinkets I may feel like buying. Ok, maybe not a couple of bucks, but you catch my drift, right? We will be boarding in the guest houses in USM itself and apparently, the guest houses are air conditioned and apparently, the accommodations are nice. I honestly don't know though. I do know that I need to buy a few things before we go Penang. If we go to the beach, I want to be prepared for sand flies. I need to make a list! Definitely need to buy 'Off!' That is one VERY effect insect repellent.

At the moment, I'm sitting in the library alternating between playing Solitaire, reading on the trip and of course, blogging. There are so many juniors here, with their fresh faces. Most of them are from business or mass com. These particular juniors tend to be the ones that dress to the nines to come to uni. Then there's the older students that are seasoned and are more than familiar with the way things are run here. They have eye bags under their eyes and dress simply with jeans and tees. There is almost no makeup on the senior students and all are quietly doing their own thing without discussions going on at the tables. Despite the drastic differences, it is obvious what makes us all the same. We're all in Monash, trying desperately to get out with a degree. We seniors, the more weathered and haggard looking bunch against the fresh faced and almost enthusiastic freshmen. Oh they do not know the horrors in store for them just yet!

I know I make uni sound like a hell hole, but one mustn't judge me for that. I have my reasons. After so many years hitting the books in the name of knowledge, I just want to hang up my book bag and close my eyes to drown out the reality of the upcoming exams. For those that do not know, I have stopped working in the lab because of the exams coming up. All I have left in my syllabus is to finish the lectures and start doing my past year questions.

P. s. I am going to need to buy the following the next time I go for the groceries:

Luncheon meat
Off! Repellent
Kitchen rolls
Lots of vegetables
Sun block
Fruit juices (orange and apple)
Mushrooms and other tin food

This list is subject to change... hahah!

2008-04-29T23:36:00.000+08:00

you're so damn infuriating...

Untitled for Now... (edited)

2008-04-27T17:10:00.001+08:00

Give me a little patience,

I will give you twice its worth.

Give me a little consideration,

I will put you above the rest.

Show me you care,

I will care for you forever.

Show me you know I'm here,

You will never need to be alone again.

Give me a little love,

I will shower you with more than you could imagine.

Give me a little faith,

I will be your pillar of strength.

You could give me all the riches and worldly goods,

Those don't mean anything to me.

You could give me your money,

I just want your time and attention.

If you can't give me love,

I won't give you anything in return....

2008-04-17T22:57:00.003+08:00

EYE CANDY!!! (for girls tho... and guys that like this kinda stuff...)

Mine! Very yummy, and ALL MINE!!! bwahahah!

2008-04-13T16:27:00.009+08:00

Putra as of Thursday...this is the number plate of the stupid fucking shit head cabbie that smashed into Nick's car.

the putra right after the accident

Being Me...

2008-04-06T20:21:00.001+08:00

Feeling a bit down today. Not sure why. There are a few factors that may be the issue, but I hardly think that it would cause me to feel so under the weather. Anyways, as of late, I've been riding on a roller coaster of feelings. There are some days where I start off feeling fantastic, then end up feeling just too fucked up to give a damn about how others feel, then switch into a hyper mood to sort of cover up whatever frustration in me. It's starting to take a toll on me I suppose.

I'm a person that tries, really hard sometimes, not to let others into how I feel about certain things. I've learnt from experience that expressing myself too openly may not always be the best thing to do. Even if I'm really having a screwy day, I try to remember that it isn't your fault that I feel messed up, so I make an effort to be nice. Of course, if you are the object that has been sticking into my side like a thorn, don't expect me to be kind.

I hate to get involved in confrontations with people I care deeply for. It makes me so frustrated if I can't resolve it without. Not only that, I usually get into situations where people take out their frustrations on me. I sometimes wonder why I put up with it, and then I remember that I do so because I care for them. Forgiveness is something I think I've been handing out too much lately. Harsh words and stinging insults that may seem in jest sometimes hit me in the wrong way on a wrong day.

This isn't a post to gain pity from you, my readers, I just need an outlet today. I need to let out a few sore feelings and get a little weight off my heavy heart.

P.s people, don't take any of this to heart. Those who read this post, you may have, or may not have rubbed me the wrong way, but I won't hold it against you. I just don't know how.

Semester Break... What Sem Break?!

2008-03-28T21:05:00.001+08:00

If you have been reading my blog dutifully, you would know I have been working part-time in the lab for my "favourite-est" senior of all, Yong. Anyhow, if you have been reading lately, you would also know that I have been working in the lab during the semester break. So basically, to sum it up, I basically didn't really have a break. Due to that, I think I am a little fatigued. I honestly don't know how these lab technicians do it! There's so much stress, so much to do and deal with that I'm surprised that they don't all have white hair.

Anyway, I have a 2.5K word essay due this coming Monday and honestly, I'm kind of freaking out a bit. I have don't half of it, but I personally don't think it's great work. If you know me well, I take pride in writing a great essay. With the sem break more or less gone with the wind, I am pressed for time to finish this essay. Lucky for me, Yong doesn't need me to work weekends, which would SUCK!

My mum and youngest brother will be going back this Sunday so tomorrow is the last day for me to spend the whole day with them. I have been busy the whole week ma. Anyways, I really have to start getting rid of my "Gen essay writers block" so I can relax a little tomorrow. Wish me luck in finishing this!

I am such a Stooopid Doofus

2008-03-24T19:14:00.001+08:00

I am a big dumb doofus. I feel like bashing my head in at this very moment. URGH!

To summarise the "Doofus moment" I did something that is akin to asking a newly widowed woman where her husband is. As I stated in my earlier post, I am an assistant to Yong in the labs. He needed a helping hand as his lab tech colleague was on emergency leave. Well, the lady (let's called her Z) came back today. It was kind of awkward initially, but if you know me well, I'm always a bit unsure about myself when I meet new people. Anyways, after a while, engrossed with work, we kind of settled into doing our own thing...

Now, the "Doofus moment". This horrible moment occurred after lunch and the safety meeting. I was working alone in the lab and I was asking Z a few questions on what reagents to use and what not. I can't recall exactly how the conversation trailed to more relaxed topics, like if I was still studying and how I found working in the lab. I then asked Z how she was due to her very long medical leave. When Z answered me, I think I bore the expression of one that accidentally stepped on shit. In other words, my jaw dropped, eyes widened and I began to apologise.

Feeling shitty about it at the mo.

She didn't seem too offended about the question (innocent one I suppose), but I feel like crap. Damn it...

I mean like, we all were guessing the reasons. And the answer she gave me was one of the probabilities, but not one that any of us would openly say. Not the best scenario... anyhow, I'm feeling downright lousy. Crap. Should have figured and known better than to ask... me and my stupid big mouth.

Azide Girl, Gossiping and Freshmen...

2008-03-22T21:33:00.001+08:00

Not long ago, Yong called me up to ask me if I needed a job to fill up the huge gaps in my timetable. Apparently, the lab tech in his lab had taken ill and he needed a replacement as fast as possible. I of course, jumped at the offer. I was pretty bored, sitting around doing nothing... working in the lab has been fun for the past 2 weeks. A little bit stressful, but fun, none the less. I suppose the main reason for this is that instead of working in an entirely new environment, I have a friend with me that's showing me the ropes. Luckily, said friend has been patient enough to teach me. Thanks ah, Yong! :P

After about a week of helping Yong in the lab, Eileen came to help us too. Eileen ar, she's damn funny. That girl has so many stories and is really a bubbly person to work with. Work is never a dull moment with her around. Working in the lab, I have made a couple of new friends, and learnt more about the people that work behind the scenes. I've seen the pressure that the lab techs have when preparing for lab sessions, I've seen the amount of dedication it requires.

But I suppose the best thing about working in the lab is seeing things from the other side of the fence. I'm helping out in the preparation for the freshmen BIO 1011 and BIO 1022. Trust me when I say there are moments that make me wonder if I was as innocent and incapable as the freshmen this sem. Things have changed though. In the new campus, the freshmen are given mostly everything and facilities are wonderful. The equipment are mostly new and solutions are mostly freshly prepared. Some students ask the most ridiculous questions and some make me stare in disbelief. There are incidents where many "stupid moments" could have been avoided if they had read the instructions clearly and double checked everything that they did instead of asking the demo/ professor/ lab techs. For instance, "Azide girl" was silly enough not to use her gloves when handling the sodium azide, a VERY toxic solution. She asked us how toxic it was. I explained that if it deactivates enzymes, what did she think? Anyhow, the silly girl, if she's reading this, hopefully has learnt her lesson and ALWAYS wear gloves in the lab when handling ANY chemical.

Working is fun in the lab with Eileen gossiping to me about all sorts of things. She has stories about lecturers, research students and other lab techs. Hahah! Yong would listen and at times join us, but being the guy that he is, he's usually not very interested. Oh well. The only down side to this job is I realise it's taking up quite a bit of my personal time. I suppose it's just a taste of working life though. Once I start working full time, things would be like this anyways.

Ps..

I am aware I haven't been blogging as of late, or posting any pictures of my "new" hairstyle.

I'm going to collect all the money I earned and put it away in my "New Phone" fund! :P

Gong Xi Fa ... CNY’s Nearly Over?! Damn...

2008-02-20T22:49:00.000+08:00

Oh how time flies. It's evil I swear! CNY is officially over come this Thursday, i.e., tomorrow. Shocking eh? Anyway, updates in my very mundane life...

I'm in Brunei at the moment and will be back in KL on the 23^rd.
My STUPID MOUSE IS BROKEN AGAIN (I'm so going to raise hell)
I have been eating. ALOT!
I cut my once long hair (was up to the middle of my back, easily) and am now sporting a cute shoulder length cut.
My dad thinks my driving needs a lot of work (daddy dear has been forcing me to drive around the neighbourhood every time he comes home from work)

My brother, Desmond, has been back in KL for a couple of days now. He's a Buddy again this year. So! For the ickle firsties that are coming into monash this sem:

WELCOME...

... To HELL...

Nah... just joking! Or am i?!?!

And this little piggy ended up as a shoe...

2008-02-04T14:11:00.001+08:00

An interesting thing happened yesterday when I followed Nick to get his "CNY" shoes. He had decided to try on a pair of Adidas Goodyear Street shoes that were brown with suede trimmings. The shoes were driving shoes and Nick has been planning to replace his Puma ones (there's a hole in the side!). The thing about the shoes was that the suede bits were made of pigskin. Saying that, you can imagine how delicately the matter was handled. Literally.

We were at the Leisure Mall branch of Royal Sporting House and the employees yesterday were all working very hard to cater to the CNY crowd. The staff on duty yesterday were all Malays. Here's the rather amusing part. Due to the shoe having pigskin bits, they held it like it was coated with poo and carried the plague. Nick and I couldn't help but be amused.

When we were paying for the shoes, the girl at the counter had to take the shoes out of the box to scan it. I tried to be nice and told her that the suede was the pigskin leather and the rest was synthetic leather. She in turn asked me, rather rudely, "You macam mana tau?" ("How do you know?"). what would I gain from conning her into touching pigskin? Sheesh!

Anyhow, tomorrow, I'll be sitting for my marketing paper. Goodness! I hope I fare well... wish me luck folks!

What’s with all the Bus Crashes?!!?

2008-01-30T18:31:00.001+08:00

I just popped over to Kenny Sia's blog. There was a small post on a girl that was killed in a bus accident. Turns out, she was a friend of one of my friends. Small world? The shit thing about this accident is that the screwed up bus driver that has 13 summons got away with only a broken leg. I get it if driving the bus is the only way he can feed his family or what not, but dude! You killed people! This isn't the first time bus accidents have occurred. The few times that I take public transport, I thank God it isn't to other states. Heck! Even the bus we take during our field work, though considered safer, can be a rollercoaster ride!! I have seen more than once, the crazy way bus drivers manoeuvre their buses through traffic and on the highway, they're downright scary!

I don't get it why the bus companies are willing to risk their reputations for a bunch of cheap drivers that driver like loonies and have driving offenses left, right and centre. It's not like they can't find other people to drive? Not only that, the lawsuits and what not that would be hitting them in the face when they kill people with their lousy buses isn't really worth it, is it? More than once, I have seen a bus so full with people, a sudden stop may result in them thrown out of the vehicle. There is no strict laws being enforced to ensure that regulations are kept to. Buses with black smoke shouldn't be on the road. There was once the incident a lady fell out because the bus moved suddenly and it was too full!

It breaks my heart to see news like this.

Greed is the downfall of man, and the innocents are the ones that pay.

There's a website that's petitioning for safer long distance bus journeys. Check it out.

Explosives, Gore, Blood, Sweat and Tears...

2008-01-28T13:00:00.001+08:00

I have just watched Rambo 4, and all I can say is... HOLY GUACAMOLE! It's a fabulous 18sg show with just the right amount of gore and action. The dialogue is short but sweet, and the action speaks louder than words. A good ending to the Rambo series. The opening itself was something special.

If you guys are action junkies, this show is really good. Nick and I were impressed at the realistic shots of body parts flying and blood spilling all over the place. There's even a scene where the blood seems to splatter onto the camera. Awesome!

Anyways, onto boring and not as exciting news, I have a final exam on the 5^th. Due to that, I'm off to hit the books as I surf the internet in between breaks. *chuckle!* other than that, I'll be having to sacrifice my precious blood, sweat and tears for this damn paper... Bah HUMBUG!!!

*by the way, have you guys read Xiaxue's blog? That girl can really spend money. Wow! How did she earn so much?

2008 here I... Aaaaaachooooo! Sniffle...

2008-01-04T23:22:00.001+08:00

I am currently akin to Rudolph the red nosed reindeer... I have an awful cold and have been sneezing the whole day! Sigh! So in a nutshell, my day has been a sniffling and red-nosed miserable day. The highlight of the day? My dear taking me out for lunch and giving me a lot of T and C. Of course, that's because of the miserable whining and sniffling I used to gain his sympathy... I'm shameless...

I have not been blogging lately due to classes during the summer. There has however been a few incidences as of late that has been irking me to a degree. One is the issue whereby other religions are not allowed to use the word "Allah" to address their God. Ok, fine, I may be bias as I am a Christian, and a Catholic at that. I am very proud of my religion, though we do have our shameful moments in history, as with every other religion. Christians have always adopted the "Holier-than-thou" approach to everything. I don't think I'm like that though. Anyways, I oppose the ministry's decision to make the word "Allah" exclusive to Muslims alone.

"The one, supreme, and only God, the creator of the world and the universe. The term "Allah" is used by Muslims and many Arabic-speaking Christians alike to refer to the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob whom adherents of Christianity, Islam, and Judaism worship.
Muslims use the name "Allah" interchangeably with the name "God."... "

Taken from: http://isaalmasih.net/other/glossary.html

Pray tell, what makes it exclusive to Muslims? If I'm not mistaken, the Christians in the middle east call upon God as Allah too. Right? Not to mention, the native Christian communities that speak Malay only have addressed God as Allah for all this while. Even Indonesia does not have the restriction to who gets to use the word. Allah = God. So does that mean that Muslims are not allowed to use the word "Tuhan" and "God"? after all, it would only be fair that they are not allowed to use "non-muslim" terms to address the deity that they pray to.

This is the problem with Malaysia. We have a ministry run by close-minded fools (yes, this under-grad who keeps failing genetic subjects has just called you bunch of arrogant, ignorant pricks fools) that think that just because the Malay race in Malaysia is the "superior" race, we have to submit to their extremists. Haven't they seen what extremists have become? Look at Osama, the Al Qaeda, and the Taliban. Nothing good came of these extremists. True, it was in the constitution that they are the "special" race. The "bumiputra" have long been pampered with the NEP which obviously hasn't helped much. At the risk of sounding racist, despite the NEP, large numbers of Malays still live in poverty. I'm not saying all Malays are useless. Don't get me wrong! I have plenty of Malay friends that are much more successful in both academics and life than I am. These few are those that make an effort to break from the mould

But I digress, haven't I? I honestly believe that "Allah" should not be limited exclusively to Muslims. It isn't fair to the Christian Malay speaking communities in Malaysia. What's the point of trying to get us to speak our national language more often when you don't even allow us to fully utilise all the word properly? Yes, I know I may be treading on thin ice, but just had to let out my bit to educate others.

A Little Update

2007-12-16T17:01:00.001+08:00

I recently got a request from a friend to update my blog. So this is the update. Not much is happening in my life right now. The most is that I managed to pass my driving test and that at the moment, I'm doing summer school. This very wonderfully mundane summer, I'm doing marketing as my last elective. Luckily I have Nick's old stuff to look through as reference. I'm even borrowing his text book instead of using my own!

Next week, my mum and youngest brother will be coming up to KL to visit Des and I. At the moment, mum, dad and Bert are at my maternal grandmother's place. She fell down last week and my mum is there to check on her. That's the thing about old people, they tend to fall down a lot, and the sad thing is that most of the time, it happens because there's no one there to look after them. Hence, the falling down.

Tonight, I think I will be having my dinner alone. Now, don't feel sorry for me! I'm ok with eating alone! I also have to re-budget and see if there's enough money to last the month. Especially since it's Christmas in a couple of weeks. I'm honestly having a bit of a headache trying to figure out what to get for everyone. My cash is pretty tight and it doesn't help that the only income I am getting is my allowance. Anyone know any cheap but nice places?

Been streaming and watching shows off the internet since I don't have Astro and since the government has decided to spend its precious resources on hunting down downloading fiends! Isn't it great that you know that your hard-earned-tax-money has gone to cracking down on people that download movies or games? Wow! Can you imagine? The safer streets and peaceful nights of sleep once these downloading pirates have been locked up behind bars? (if you do not see the sarcasm in this, you ought to be hanged!)

Anyway, I think I best be headed downstairs to buy my groceries for dinner. I will try to update as often as possible, though I don't understand why you would want to read about my pathetic existence. Anyhow, toodles for now my serfs. Be happy and make merry as I slave in the kitchen to prepare grub worthy for my body to consume...

2007-11-28T16:04:00.000+08:00

Pictures! Pictures! Pictures!! :)

These pictures are some of the pics i took of the hornbills that visited our house. i couldn't go right out and snap pictures of them as they're so shy! they fly off at the sight of a human sneaking into the back yard! and to think! they're the invaders! :P i also put in a picture of the swallow nest in the garage. the pictures may seem a little blurry, so sorry for that :P the pictures of the hornbills were taken indoors through the window and the window was a bit dirty :P

The house from the front

The backyard where the hornbills play

and yes, my previous post was ended so ubruptly it was awful. forgive your not-so-humble Beat.

2007-11-28T15:59:00.001+08:00

I have not been blogging as of late, and for that, I am sorry. Been busy unpacking for the first week in Brunei and for the past few days, I have been a boring lump that has parked her delicately huge ass on a chair in front of her internet-less laptop. I hope though, I can be forgiven for this misdemeanour. Anyhow, Brunei is as it has always been, a slow little town with slow traffic, with its slow and relaxing pace. My brother has been watching Friends and laughing at odd intervals as he has his earphones on, thus making it very odd to hear. My parents, they do their parent-stuff and the youngest brother is busy with his own school stuff, leaving me, the very bored Beat.

Brunei is overall a nice place to bring up your children, but not really the place for fast paced people to live. I need a mixture of both, so sometimes, I'm rather content with sitting outside and soaking up the sun and breathing the fresh air. But later, I would be restless and need to run out screaming! The pictures that I will post are of the hornbills that visit my garden pretty regularly. My brother and I have spotted monitor lizards, skinks and other reptiles and birds on the yard. Just down the road (in a sense of speaking) we have a beach. Then again, Shell treats their employees well I suppose.

Although my phone is on roaming, I don't dare message Nick much. Roaming charges me RM2 for every SMS I send to him. I came here with 30++ bucks and I am left with only 50 cents. Amazing right? I can't wait to get back to KL in a way that I have nearly unlimited internet and I have full coverage for my phone, and messaging my boyfriend wouldn't make me broke within a second! Nick is working in uni with Dr Keith so at least he's occupied with something. I on the other hand will be doing summer school this summer break. I will be helping out during the open day to earn me RM40, measly I know, but money is money and I really want to get me a new phone with a cam :P. I've been eyeballing K630i. It has nice colours and looks nice. It isn't too big or too small. Just nice. I also like that it isn't a joystick that is used for navigation.

2007-10-20T20:44:00.000+08:00

I HAVE CONQUERED SUBANG JAYA SS15!!!!

don't believe me? well, i believe that pictures paint a thousand words... and i do have a base in SS15! after all the sweat, the tears and blood shed to conquer that little spot on the map, i have a monument made to prove that i have pwned that little spot....

still don't believe me?!

fine.... i'll just have to show you then....

SEE!!! i told you...

2007-10-09T15:26:00.000+08:00

Oh Musang, Oh Musang!!! Musang yang Terlampau Comel!!!!!

no, i have not gone mad.. YET! hahah! but here's pictures (OMG more pics?!) of the adorable civet cat or locally known as musang! :P

What's this damned human doing, aiming that damned silver thingy in my face! dammit! what's that bright light! urgh! HUMANS!!!

Maybe, just maybe, if i get closer to the ground, they won't see me...

Oooh! what's that? a yummy bug?

What's that long black thing following me? Maybe i should catch it.... (i'm serious, not long after i took this pic, it started chasing its tail... dunderhead...)

Ahah! i caught you!

2007-10-07T20:56:00.000+08:00

Today is a funny day... see this?

i swear i did not photoshop this... Nick told me to check it out so i did :P and you can see what was so funny :P

2007-10-07T14:48:00.000+08:00

Pictures that I have promised all of you wonderful people!

These are the pretty pictures....

This is the view from the jetty before we headed into Taman Negara

cool le!

At the Orang Asli village

Sunrise at Kuala Selangor

White fungus in the Peat swamp forest

Silver leaf monkeys in the Peat Swamp Forest

These are the not so pretty pictures....

The Many Faces of Tan Kian Yong!!!

This is what happens when....

you give Tan KY a bottle of beer and....

a couple of cigarettes (marlboro reds)

*i'm sorry Yong, this was waaaaaaay too tempting!

I’m Home, I’m Tired and I’m A Tree-Hugging Hippy!!!

2007-10-07T14:28:00.001+08:00

Honey I'm home!!! Yes I am! I know this post is more or less late, but can you blame me? I had to catch up with all the work that I DID not do when I went to the wonderful Taman Negara and Kuala Selangor! I had so much fun there that time really flew by way too fast for my liking. This particular post will not have the long-awaited pictures as I'm still working out the kinks in vista. By the way people, I still love XP very much. This little post is just to let you all know that this blog is not dead, but it's on a small vacation as the writer is undergoing intense stress courtesy of the gazillion and one things that piled up over the holiday. But I don't regret a moment of it. If I were to make a trip back in time, the only I would change is that I wouldn't have fallen asleep on the last night in Kuala Selangor to prank the lot of you with toothpaste on your faces and counterpain on your necks! *cue evil laughter*.

I really should be doing my report now though, so I will! I will post a longer more interesting post in due time, but please have mercy on a pitiful uni student like me. Take care everyone and don't do anything I wouldn't do! (which isn't much!) hahah!

2007-09-18T20:58:00.000+08:00

To my loyal readers, thank you for the wonderful traffic these past couple of days. this is a heads up to all who booked tables. the tables have been placed back to their "sort of" original places. looks like raising hell on cyber space works, eh? if there are any other changes that i have noticed, i'll post it up here by thurs in case more hell needs to be raised. Thanks again people! :)

Upgrades!!!

2007-09-16T16:18:00.001+08:00

I hope this doesn't happen to me!

Dear IT Support,

Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a slow down in the overall performance, particularly in the flower, gifts and jewellery applications that had operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.

In addition, Husband 1.0 un-installed many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, but installed undesirable programs such as Formula One 5.0, NBA 3.0 and World Cup 2.0.

And now Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and House Cleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail.

What can I do?

Signed,
Desperate Housewife

Reply:
Dear Desperate Housewife,

First keep in mind:
Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system.

Try entering the command C:\ I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME and download Tears 6.2 to install Guilt 3.0.

If all works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewellery 2.0 and Flowers 3.5.

But remember, overuse can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Late Night Teh Tarik 6.1.

Late Night 6.1 is a very bad program that will create SnoringLoudly.wav files.

Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-Law 1.0 or reinstall another Boyfriend program. These are not supported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.

In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have a limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly.

You might consider additional software to improve memory and performance. I personally recommend Hot Tasty Food 3.0 and Tongkat Ali 6.9.

Good Luck,
IT Support

Response to Anonymous 2

2007-09-16T14:17:00.001+08:00

This post is in response to a comment left by one of my readers. The reason why I brought up this issue isn't regarding forgive or not forgiven. This is something altogether different. If I dislike HL for some reason, the reason is mine and mine alone. My blog is not meant to be a "bashing up other people" behind their backs thing. I just wanted to warn the other students that are going to the ball that their tables have been shuffled around. It's in a way, a warning to HL that there will be more trouble when the night of the ball itself arrives. Please don't ask me to "relax" or "chill". I'm a consumer and I have my rights to get what I paid for. HL chose this project over the motor show. She may have come up with things that the previous ball crew have never thought of before, but the previous ball crews never mucked up like this. From what I remember, people that came late, regardless of whether they pay more or not, sat at the sides.

HL may have to do all this by herself, but I'm sure if she had asked for help from the council, they would have helped her willingly. I already know that she was given a scolding on Saturday over the accounts for the ball. You think she may be the best activities chairperson ever, but I happen to feel otherwise. I feel that she's just average in her abilities, but that's just me… other than that, how can you say that this is the most grand you've seen? The ball isn't till Friday! Anyhow, I am eager to see how it turns out. If it's good, then good for her. This ball is going to be crucial for her presidential running.

I wish her all the luck. She really needs it!

PEOPLE GOING TO THE MONASH BALL! IMPORTANT NEWS!!!

2007-09-15T20:57:00.001+08:00

Hey people, as you all know, the ball is this coming Friday. I find it crucial that I inform all my readers on the sudden changes to the table layout. I find it very disturbing that the ball committee for this semester's Monash Ball is so unorganised and irresponsible!

For those that have booked a table for the ball, please go the ball committee and double check with them the position of their tables. There has been a shuffle, and yes, none of us were informed. I was pretty mad on Friday and giving the activities chairperson a good talking to when I found out my tables had been shuffled and I wasn't even informed that there was a change.

Apparently, those that booked the early bird tickets, may have been moved from their original position in the hall. The move is to accommodate the late comers who paid RM95 to our RM85. But I say, SCREW YOU LA for you being so late! I had a freaking stressful time collecting money before the due date for the early bird tickets weh! You, HL, you should know better than to do something like that. It's too underhanded and did you even think that aside from contending with me, you have to deal with the 10++ tables that you reallocated to different spots in the hall?

And she promises us it'll be "The best Monash Ball EVER"

BAH!

1000 Hits!!!

2007-09-08T17:14:00.001+08:00

Oh my goodness! I'm rather stunned that I managed to reach 1000 hits for my blog. True, the readers are mainly consisting of my friends but… WOW!!! 1000 hits! I'm so amazed! Haha! Anyway, this Monday, I have a test and an essay due. I really need to study. Just finished reading the 30 days of night comic. Good shit! Ta people and thanks for reading! J

A FREAKING DOG HUNT?!??!?

2007-09-06T21:35:00.001+08:00

I am thoroughly disgusted… what is our world turning into. We're supposed to civilised right? Well, apparently, the Selayang municipal council members are not. You know why? they authorised a dog hunt competition! What the fuck?! These are living animals that need to be neutered and spayed to properly curb the stray dog situation! It isn't their fault for being strays is it?! It's the irresponsible owners that left them on the street. Imagine if you were the poor things.. you were once loved and pampered, then suddenly, you're tossed onto the street because you're not cute and small anymore, or your owner didn't realise that it takes a lot of responsibility to look after you. It's not the dog that is to blame. Even if you want to remove the strays, I can give you a lot of ideas what to do with the prize money you're offering! Pay SPCA and PAWS to catch the dogs and house them! Let them euthanize them if need! What is wrong with your thinking and mentality?!?!

For a more humane approach to dealing with this problem, go here to petition against this atrocious contest!

2007-09-04T22:02:00.000+08:00

"Eligible" Bachelors of Monash, Part 4?

After a long and tiresome hunt for single men, i found me two lads. this post is done due to the shameless request of Darren a.k.a Walrus and Jason, the little boy... they both claim to be eligible bachelors, one, a walrus, another is running for mr monash... which is amusing as one of them is too much of a child to be a Mr. heheh! as you can see in the pic to the left, they are soooo close to each other it brings a tear to my eyes! sigh! :P

Darren NPY a.k.a Walrus, Ah-Pek, Panda

This overly friendly, bouncy, crazy, chubby, rosy cheeked, loud, insane, and completely mad fellow is newly single. this is the guy that pranks you if you fall asleep during bus rides or during any trips for the matter... hahah! the picture you see to your right is a flattering pic of a guy trying to look cool in sunglasses. in reality... he's really just a bubbly guy with more than meets the eye...

so, what's the sordid story behind our beloved Darren? he tells us all sorts of things without holding back... when i say everything, i mean EVERYTHING! :P he is a helpful guy that is willing to sit down and talk to his friends and assist them when they are having problems. Darren is also the guy who makes the most noise and makes the room cheery with his insane and at times, pretty lame jokes.

just looking at him, one would never think that he was born in '87. hanging around us old people must have made him look old too! :P Darren is one of a kind, he sweats alot and bounces about all too much. it amazes me how he stays so chubby with all the running around he does!

so yeah, what's the big deal over darren? he's one of the few guys that i know that has dated all three of the main races in malaysia! he loves all girls... he's very hamsap and he tries to make everyone else seem as hamsap as him. he loves to play pranks and was an avid scout back in high school. so girls, if you want someone who's crazy, sweaty and hamsap... Darrren is your choice!

and the pranksters attack! (Inclusive of yvonne and i!!)

Jason Chan a.k.a "The Little Boy", C&S officer
this boy ah... hahah! he can sleep anywhere and anytime! this here speciman of a male is an adorable and acts as child-like as he looks. our beloved Jason is the brunt of so many pranks and jokes that i wonder that he hasn't retaliated and tried to kill us yet! as you can see in the picture above, we managed to put sand, powder and counterpain on him. the smiley on his back is courtesy of the pine needles that i stuck on after spraying his back with insect repellent! :P

anyway, jason is really a child when he has no worries. during our turtle trip, he was the most excited playing with the bioluminant crustaceans and playing in the sand. courtesy of his enthusiasm in mimicking a turtle, he had sand embedded under his finger nails... sigh! that boy ar! but he's a sweet enough little guy (i feel like he's such a little boy!) he constantly gets bullied by the boys due to his rather docile character, but oh wow! look out when Jason means business...

for the girl that would like a child-like and sweet guy (though definitely NOT innocent) jason may seem ideal. though he comes with a warning label! his sweet exterior may not mean a sweet interior! be warned! and he has a rather close relationship with patrick from spongebob! :O

ps... for those that read this post earlier, i have edited on the request of certain people. sorry Darren, for the inconvenience. didn't realise that they're making such a big hoo haa over it! :S (after all, it is my blog...)

Happy Belated Birthday Malaysia…

2007-09-01T22:00:00.001+08:00

I just read a bulletin on Friendster. It kind of gave me a little shock at it's contents. Especially since we just celebrated our nation's 50^th birthday. Here, let me paste it for you:

Dato' Sri Mohd Najib bin Tun Haji Abdul Razak the deputy prime minister of Malaysia had been invited to officiate the opening of Monash University Malaysia new campus. Monash Malaysia being made up of a multi-cultural society can, not only be seen in its international and local students but as well as teaching and admin staffs.

By inviting a racist that threatened to drench the keris (a type of dagger) in Chinese blood clearly contradicts the values Monash uphold in being a international university.

Najib, doing so for political gains or for whatever reasons clearly shows that he's unfit to be a leader. Other issues such as corruption regarding purchases of fighter lanes, tanks, submarines and as well as the recent murder case of Altantuya are alleged to have been cover-up by the government. Being a former educational minister that supported the university and uni colleges act as well as the 'aku- janji' contract to silent critics and activism had crippled the Malaysian education system of allowing students to think for themselves.

The product of our Malaysian education can be seen even in our own campus where students don't question and just follow. Participation in events tend to be sadly low. Local graduates end up not being able to find jobs because they are exposed to the real world where things are different. Who are we to blame? Ourselves? The government? The university/school... etc?

By associating ourselves with Najib clearly shows the path we are taking, and not only us but the future generation of Monash students as well. So ask and think about it, is Najib worthy of officiating our new campus? Is it because he's the only available VIP? or because Monash filled his pocket with money? This article has been modified to protect the interest of certain parties. Please forward and share with your friend if you find this article relevant and it reflects your views.

Written by Evilbunny

"The best ideas comes from the worse minds"

Now, people, don't get me wrong. I love my country a lot. It's just that reading about this make me wonder, you know? If a Chinese politician were stupid enough to have said something like this he'd have been tossed into ISA a long time ago. Other than that, Najib has said some pretty dumb things in the past. However, all this was said so long ago (1989) and really, the past is the past. If he were to say something like this now, in the wake of Namawee's song, all hell may pretty much break loose.

The truth, and sadly so, is that Malaysian Chinese are getting sick of being screwed over. I will be the first to admit that I would most likely migrate to some other country where everyone has an equal chance in achieving their goals and dreams. I'm not disillusioned that the grass is greener on the other side. I know that no matter where we go, race is what segregates us not matter how "civilised" and "modern" a country may be. The American dream is just a dream, but it can come true in so many countries around the world. In Malaysia however, I don't think I can ever see it truly happening.

It breaks my heart to see so many of our brightest and most talented people go overseas because Malaysia has nothing to offer them. Doesn't the government wonder why when you interview fresh grads, the first thing they say is "I think Singapore is where the jobs are!". The competition there is very tight and the jobs are few, but then why do our grads fight to work in Singapore? I'm in the biotechnology field and for years, I have been waiting with an abated breath for the BioValley to begin showing up on the map. Sadly, the times I've been to Putrajaya, I haven't even seen a peep. So, either it's a really hush-hush project, or I'm blind, or it isn't happening. Due to this, as much as I want to finish my degree, I can't help but feel a bit worried as to where I'll find work.

One of my dear friends in uni, a Malay guy, was telling us how he wanted to open a eatery near the uni so students can eat. It would earn a lot of money as the students really are getting annoyed at the uni cafeteria. Then we all began to discuss how wonderful it would be. One of us mentioned that the Sunway area was delegated to be a industrial area and that he wouldn't be able to build a shop there. He laughed and told us that if he really wanted to, he could, and it would be legit. To that, we laughed and answered "Malaysia Boleh!". The next few words that made me stop laughing was the stark realisation that even the Malays realised the "unfair" treatment of other races. This is what my friend said, "What do you mean by 'Malaysia Boleh!'? it's Melayu Boleh!"

Just a little something for all of you to ponder on in event of our nation's birthday. And again, I insist. I love my nation to bits. I love the people, the food and the climate (though sometimes I wish I could shoot the sun out) and I love living here. Don't go thinking I'm a racist, I love all my friends, Malay, Chinese, Indian, ethnic groups, so please, don't take this post the wrong way.

Eligible Bachelor No More…

2007-08-31T23:39:00.001+08:00

This is a quick announcement. One of my eligible bachelors has found himself a partner. Ladies, I'm sorry if you have been eyeing our fine Jonathan "Sabah" Lim but his heart has been stolen! So ladies, you'll just have to try someone else yeah? But don't give up girls, the other lads haven't been snagged!

My Myvi, My Brother, and the Division Outing that Never Was…

2007-08-31T22:01:00.001+08:00

I have not been updating my blog and I'm starting to feel guilty about it… nothing much has been happening in my very boring life lately and the only exciting thing that happened, isn't really a good thing. Well, I think you can tell from the title, something bad happened to the Myvi. And if anything can go wrong with a car 2 months into purchase, it's the car got into an accident. If you go to my brother's blog, you can see the damage… what happened? The CNS division wanted to do a division outing, they were supposed to go watch firework in Putrajaya. My brother was the designated driver. Some how, I'm not sure how, as I wasn't there, the my brother couldn't brake in time, resulting in the car knocking into the Myvi in front of it. The thing that irks me is that they were going slow and apparently, were 1.5 car lengths away. The repairs, I suspect may cost a pretty penny. We're claiming insurance though.

You can only imagine the stress we were feeling at home when my brother called to tell us what happened. Sigh! What matters is that no one got hurt. Ok, two people got hurt, but the good thing is no one got hurt too badly. Jason got a sprained ankle, Cze Wien sprained her thumb. They're all very lucky that they were all wearing their belts and that reduced the inertia that may have caused them to be flung forward more. I'm just damn grateful to God that they all got out without too much damage. The car however… URGH… so yeah, moral of the story? Ask my brother. Hahah!

Ghastly Accidents and Announcements...

2007-08-15T11:32:00.001+08:00

Hey people! My supplementary paper is over! I'm so happy for that! I think if I have to look at GEN 3030 again, I'm either really cursed and all heavenly beings hate my sorry behind, or I'm just plain stupid. Been a tiring week so far. I've been feeling lethargic and moody. It doesn't help that the weather is not looking up. The haze seems to have returned in our little part of the world. It's not as bad as it was a couple of years back when the government declared a state of emergency of sorts. The university has not seen the need to open up the classrooms till after 6 for the students to study yet. I just hope that the weather doesn't get any worse.

Right now, it's the Chinese version of Halloween. Or to be more precise and exact, the Chinese are celebrating the "Ghost Month". I'm not very superstitious, but ask every Chinese person what they think of this month and they will all say, without a doubt, that this is NOT the month to go around doing stupid things. As if to mark the month off, yesterday, being the first day of the month, 20 people were killed in a bus accident on the NPE. Two people died near the science centre and an accident occurred right in front of uni as I was coming out of the labs. There wasn't any death caused in that particular accident, but in this case, it was the taxi's fault.

So yeah, I'm in the university library doing my work now that my paper is over. I just find it a good place to do some studying, napping and just chilling. I can eat here, there's a toilet not very far away, and it's not too noisy and not too quiet. I have assignments and reports that I put on hold for my paper so I do all of them in the library during my insanely long breaks. There are benefits to being in this place aside from what I just mentioned. I get to observe the types of "nerds" we have in uni. There are the really study-till-I-freaking-drop types, there's the scholarship kids that need to make the grade to keep their scholarship, there are the napping slackers that come here when there's no where else to go and then there's the people like me. The ones that have work to do, which is why they camp in the library... it's a sort of metamorphosis into the uber nerd. This is the crucial stage in that development.

Anyhow, I just heard the most amusing announcement ever. The library is doing some sort of renovation in the library. Minor ones, though. The thing is there was an announcement to inform the students that it would carry on until around 3. The thing about this announcement is the closing statement. I think I was the only one that caught the error as no one else in the library snorted in amusement at the error. Let me tell you what I hear, and before you say something about me not hearing properly or some shit like that, the woman on the PA system made the same mistake... TWICE! Hahah! Anyhow, this is what I heard:

"Kindly apologise for the inconvenience caused. Thank you,"

Do you see the error? Hahah!

Replying a Comment…

2007-08-11T12:48:00.001+08:00

In response to a comment left on my blog regarding my road to self discovery. One individual asked why I hate females and love guys to bits. This is where I need to clarify myself. I know it seems that way to most people. I also realise that I may pass off as rude and "unlikable" to others. I'm honestly sorry if I may have insulted people with my lack of tack, but to be honest, there are people that I'm rude to that deserve it. If you can refer to my group of friends being somewhat like me, I believe you are from our uni. When I'm with these people, I tend to be rude and harsh, but it's within my group of friends. We know all the rudeness and harsh words are all just fun and games because when it boils down to who's nice and not, we know we can depend on each other (I hope!).

Another thing is that I do not hate girls. Yes, I have had bad experiences where hanging out with girls has only resulted in me being hurt and disappointed, but that's the case with most people. I have a few good girlfriends that I care and love deeply (Fats, Steph, Kate, Vonne, Jules). Some other girlfriends I talk to occasionally but I enjoy their company (Mabel, nick's friends from SSG, Justine, Sin Yee). Some of the girls I hang out with are not very close to me, but I don't mind them as they aren't fake and artificial as other girls are. Most tom boys grow up to be girls like me. We are sorely mistaken for ignoring the fairer sex to prefer the company of males. Men are less complex, scheme less. I know because I'm a girl. I'm not a guy in a girl's body… that would be gross. Think about it… I'm dating a guy. Me being a guy in a girl's body would mean I'm gay? I don't have sexual tendencies towards females, though I am curious what it may make me feel.

Girls do not intimidate or challenge my individuality. If that were the case, I wouldn't be the individual I am today. I honestly can say I don't want to be the stereotype girl who is prim and proper. I don't believe in double standards in treatment of ladies. Yes, I love a little chivalry from men once in a while, but if it goes to the point where "women are meant to be at home, men the sole breadwinners" I would not sit down for it. I admit, I'm rude. I curse like a sailor and I don't take shit from anyone and dish it out if I feel they deserve it. If I have insulted you in the past, I'm sorry, but I believe that if it hurts, it's true. I'm not your average girl. Never have been, and never plan to be.

So Anonymous, thank you for your insight. I'll make an effort not to be so rude and insulting to people I don't really know that well in case I may insult them (or you). However, I will not act "more like a girl" as you so eloquently put it. It wouldn't be me to. I act as I please and feel so if the mood's right, I'll be a lady, if not, you'll be served a full dosage of the Daily Beat. Cheerio!

UNCIVILISED PEOPLE ARE IN OUR MIDST…

2007-08-10T23:42:00.001+08:00

Monash. We're an international university, right? We're using a new and clean campus right? We're studying at a campus which provides us with a great learning environment and I love the new study commons in the library. I love the architecture, though it somehow reminds me of a governmental building, but it's nice and new. And I love it quite a bit.

I don't mind the small cafeteria so much as we are uni students and we can find our way around to finding food that doesn't cost us a limb. I don't mind the small student lounge being so cramped and congested whilst the staff lounge has designer couches and are about the size of double the student lounge. I don't mind that the staff have 50% discount off parking and more seasonally parking spaces allocated to them. I don't mind that our PVC doesn't have answers but keeps promising to "look into this issue,". I don't mind it all that much… or do I? But today, that isn't the issue. Want to know what is?

I CANNOT STAND IDIOTS THAT SQUAT ON SITTING TOILETS!!!! What the fuck is wrong with you STUPID girls?! A SITTING toilet is for SITTING on! You don't climb on top of the toilet seat to squat then pee/ shit! Bloody hell! If you don't want to sit on the damn thing, line it with toilet paper! It's there in the loo!!! You're a uni student for fucks sake! Use the brain you apparently have to deduce whether the toilet is meant for squatting on or sitting on!

Want to know what brought about this outburst? You may think, "Ah, Beat's just PMS-ing or something,". Oh, but I assure you, if you were subjected to the horrors of the stupidity and disgustingness some of the females in our uni. I wish I knew who the hell did what I'm about to say in this blog so I could go up to her and give her a piece of my mind… these girls are a shame to the entire female population!

Want to know the issue? Well, it's like this. Just now, I was studying in the library and needed to go to the loo. So off I went. I usually take sitting toilets as they tend to be less messy, less pee not many people like to use them. So I turn into the first cubicle. Some STUPID BITCH SHAT THERE AND DIDN'T FUCKING FLUSH THE LOO!!! To make matters worse, she SQUATED ON THE DAMN BOWL! Hello!!!! Don't you freaking see the flush button?! Is it so hard to push it? Or does you itty bitty finger seem to delicate to push it, yet you can balance on the toilet seat and shit your fucking ass off?! Fine, I wrinkle my nose in disgust and shake my head at the idiocy that occurred.

I walk to the next cubicle and push the door open… FUCK! That's the first word that popped into my head. To be exact, "What the fuck…" was what followed my thoughts. I remind you, I'm in the university loo. I'm not in a public loo smack in the middle of KL. I'm not in the bus station loo. I'm not anywhere in a loo that smells like puke, shit and piss, yet… you know what I see?! A LUMP OF SHIT ON THE TOILET SEAT! A FREAKING LUMP OF SHIT ANS STAINS WHERE THE REST ROLLED OFF THE SEAT INTO THE BOWL… &!$%!~!*!$&%*^)!*$&^()@%*@&!($*$%&%*#( )!

BUGGERING FUCK SHIT AND ALL THAT'S FOUL AND GHASTLY!

IN A GIRL'S LOO!!!!! It's just sick-making!

And I thought guys were uncouth. Fuck. This stupid shit of a person shat on the toilet seat!!! Does anyone think of the poor mak cik that has to clean the loo?! If the idiot who did this could flush the loo, why the fuck can't you use a tissue and flick your shit into the loo! In the first place, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU SQUAT ON A SITTING TOILET!!!

Ok. I'm really pissed off at the mentality of majority of the Malaysian females and Malaysians. Most of them do it, and I'm embarrassed to say that when I was small I used to too, but with the toilet seat up, and with my mum's instructions. At least now, I learn, if I want to squat, I go to the squatting loo and if the cubicle is occupied and the sitting one is the only one available, I'll line it with tissue or "hover" so my ass doesn't touch the footprints on the seat. By the way, hovering is damn uncomfortable, but worth it.

Malaysian ladies out there that read my blog, if you squat on sitting toilets, please, for all that's clean and hygienic sake, line the seat with paper, or hover if you must. Be civilised for all the civilised people in the world. I'm scarred for life with the mental image of the shit. I swear I'll think twice whenever I use that toilet.

Ps. If you were the one that left the shit there in the bowl or on the seat, YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOT. DO THIS STUFF AT HOME AND SEE HOW YOUR MUM WOULD REACT. Think of the poor mak cik la you fuck shits.

Pss.. I know this post is full of words that would make your eyes burn, but can you blame me? I'm trying to portray how smelly and disgusting it is with words…

Psss… this is not a post to directly offend the uni. Believe me this, if anything, I love my university, hence me doing this post. If you're the Monash admin, I'm sorry if you don't like the language or my "subtle" stabs at the things I'm not satisfied with in uni. I have brought it up to MUSA and student services. Still waiting for some form of response in regard to that!

Anyone want to help me on my road of self-discovery?

2007-08-04T00:10:00.001+08:00

Just had a heart to heart with an old and close friend. He helped me clear my head over a few things that have been bugging me a little… my over active mind has been processing a few things today and this week hasn't been the best week of the semester. I won't go into details what went wrong, but suffice to say, I have some fixing to do.

It's times like these that I thank God I have friends I know I can rely on. Friends, I know, that do not have an ulterior motive behind everything they do. Thanks WH for your words. You really cleared a few things up for me and gave me the POV that I needed. I'll try to work on your advice. Oh, and I hope you all the best and all the happiness between you and Yoong! See! I made a personal dedication for you on my blog, k!!! *giggle!*

This is, I dare say one of the worst weeks this new sem. I broke my gel in lab, I had two rather upsetting incidents, both that occurred at inopportune times, accidentally insulted a friend (didn't realise my comment was taken wrongly…), falling sick, I left my GEN3030 notes in the lounge (which I will be grabbing tomorrow morning), I broke a toenail, and chipped a fingernail. The last two doesn't really matter to me though.

My supplementary paper's on the 13^th august. People, please wish me luck. Good luck preferably. I'm worried as hell and honestly, I have so much shit to think of right now, I'm wondering if I will be coming out of this semester alive… I know I'm sounding very melodramatic, but I dare say you would if you had been going through this very same week as I have.

Just a general question though… honestly, seek deep within the bowels of your souls, what do you think of me? When you see me in uni, or judging from my blog, what kind of person do you think I am? You can remain anonymous, I don't mind. But just let me know, yeah? Thanks people…

Ps. Not looking for praises or an ego boost. I want to know the bad, the dirty, the ugly and all that you think. Don't hold back. I'd appreciate it. Who knows? Maybe what you say may make me a better person and awaken me to things I didn't realise about myself! REMEMBER!!! Just the truth… nothing but the truth, k? Thanks people.

2007-07-29T15:31:00.000+08:00

Daddy Cool?

Dad's wearing the Oakley's sunnies that has the MP3 thingy... my old man is trying to be cool apparently :O btw, this pic was taken by his colleague when they went for lunch and the picture has been circulating in his office!!! which proves that working middle aged people are seriously jobless...

Last Day of Work and Taken away Kicking and Screaming…

2007-07-27T21:44:00.001+08:00

If anyone was in the lounge today between 4 and 5pm, they would have seen me being dragged away kicking and screaming from the countertop. Wei Hong and Mervin thought it would be funny to render me helpless by grabbing my legs and arms and picking me up off the countertop that I was sitting on. Needless to say, I didn't go without a fight. After managing to carry me halfway into the MUSA office, I reached up and pinched Hong right on his hooters. BOTH of them. Serves him right! In retaliation, Hong, being the "gentleman" that he was dropped my legs and scampered off… He didn't get far though… no!!! I managed to grab him and give him a thorough beating up.

It seems that being the last day I'm working in the lounge, people have been trying to drag (read carry/ pick/ hoist/ elevate) me out of the lounge… one of them was Darren who pestered me to join MNSM. I wasn't wearing my shoes as I like walking around bare footed so I told him I couldn't go due to my unclad tootsies. He then proceeded to threaten me with him carrying me to the MNSM booth, which would have embarrassed the shit out of me, or I was to wear my shoes and follow him. The dratted boy barely counted to 3 before he came charging behind the counter and tried to pick me up off the table I was sitting on!!! I think my loud scream deterred him. But in the end, I put on my shoes and scampered out.

There is one thing though, I know I'll miss working in the lounge. I've made a good deal number of friends whilst working there. Anyone that has walked and sat behind the counter knows this. The lounge is like a home to many students. It's a rendezvous point and a place to chill and unwind after a hectic day of classes. It's a place that people go to when they want to get out of the hot Malaysian heat. It's where I have had so many good laughs and a good place to hide when I just need some loud "quiet". I'll miss counting money when I get tired of just making sure everything's ok. I'll miss watching people from behind the counter. I'll miss having a place I know I definitely can sit down.

Kate and Merv were talking to me about me taking up 2 hours instead of quitting altogether, but I want a specific time slot that would be good for me and not something that I feel would be taking up any of the time that I feel I may need for other things. I've asked Kim about it, but he has said that the time I have is as is due to the lack of people having breaks at the time I do. Oh well, my days as a lounge attendant are over. I loved it when I was working and I'll miss it dearly, but as long as I can come back to the lounge and hang out with the other loungies, I'm good.. :)

Many, Many Things...

2007-07-24T22:33:00.001+08:00

There are lots of things that have been flying around in my head as of late. I have loads of things to think about. Self assessments of my self consciousness, my character and my life. Toda, during Plant Biotech lecture, Prof Pua talked about how we should further our studies. I'm sure he knows what he's talking about. After all, he has seen all sorts of things over the 20-30 years of being in the field. Sitting there, in the lecture theatre, I couldn't help but wonder, should I do honours? Should I stop after my degree, should I just skip honours and fly into masters? How much time should I invest in studying? All these things are plaguing my mind and making me wonder.

I've also been having other less than savoury thoughts lately. Bordering a little on homicidal, I check myself to rein in my anger and annoyance. I'm sure those that have been reading my blog rather religiously, know that I despise girls that excessively flirt with my boyfriend. I'm not saying that I don't flirt a bit or have guys surrounding me all the time. The difference is that I treat them as my friends and only as friends. When a female, that starts showing more than a passing interest in my boyfriend, starts messaging him odd messages, I will, without a damnable doubt, get annoyed. Once, twice, it's cute and all that you like him that much, but please, anymore than that, you're looking for a punch.

I won't say who you are. If you read my blog, I'm warning you. Don't you sms him rubbish like that again. I don't appreciate it. Nick doesn't like it either, alright? Look, I'm not trying to be mean and a hypocritical bitch, but the truth is that I draw the line a bit when it comes to flirting. I believe that so long the other individual realises that nothing will ever transpire from the interaction, it's fine. But in this particular female's case, she has a history in liking nick. Nick is attractive, though he denies vehemently, and from the structure of the sentence and the manner of the message, I know that she's obviously trying to get his attention. On more than one occasion, she has shown more then a passing interest in Nick. I've always known that she likes Nick to a degree. I tolerate it only because she didn't try to be funny and directly come at him. If you're reading, Ms. I'll-strangle-myself-with-spaghetti, I'm telling you to lay off him. I don't hate you, but I don't like you doing all this. Yes, you're his friend, and you've known him longer than I have, but think about it... if he were single, it would be fine. but since he's not, try respect the fact that I dislike it, aight?

Work is starting to roll now. Hopefully, I can keep my head above the water. Report due Friday, need to do research on renewable resources using plant biotechnology, need to check up on my agar plates in the morning, need to ensure my plant culture doesn't get contaminated... gah!!!!

2007-07-22T14:39:00.001+08:00

Went jeans-shopping today at Giordano. I bought, for the very first time in maybe a decade, straight cut jeans. Well, it was really only because mummy dear insisted on it and it actually looks good on me! I didn't get the skinny jeans as my thighs are thunder thighs and having thunder thighs do not go well with skinny jeans. So yeah. I have me a pair of straight cut jeans. Was planning to get me a pair of drawstring pants while I was at it, but then we ran out of time so I had to leave. The price was rather low too. Normal price was RM 159 but that particular branch seems to always sell this 50% cheaper so I got it for around RM 80! J

Daddy was terribly cute! He saw the jeans and the only thing he could say was, "Wah! It's so low cut! Don't want la. Go elsewhere to buy la!". Lucky for me, my mum was there and she immediately started berating my dad on his lack of knowledge on the current fashion. He was still frowning and grumbling about how my butt would pop out the minute I start walking around in the jeans when I paid for the jeans. I was rather surprised that the jeans were comfortable. I did wear Nick's jeans once, for fun. Despite the fact it was too big and I had to wear another pair of shorts inside to prevent it from falling right off, it was nice to wear… but then again, I just put them on for a few second before bursting into laughter about the large size! :P

Was studying GEN3030 last night and all I could think was… SHIT!!!! I barely know what I'm bloody hell reading… fuck weh… scary I tell you! Some more the damn paper's like a couple of weeks from now. I'll be pushing everything aside for my supplementary paper then concentrate on my subjects this sem. Obviously I'll be doing my reports and all, but I think I'll start revision only after the supplementary paper :S. ok la. Back to work…

2007-07-21T18:57:00.000+08:00

Supplementary Papers, Lab Reports and Dilemmas

this semester is starting of on a rather bad note. the 1st week was barely over and there are so many horrible things happening in MUSA. i'm not at liberty to say anything for the fear of invoking the wrath of those that are in the council. but then i guess what everyone says, that politics brings out the worst in people, is true. people change and usually, in the process, the innocent people are the ones that get the brunt of the blow. kate and kim are resigning their posts by the end of the month. i'm resigning to concentrate on my supplementary paper now that i'm confirmed going to take it

i will miss sitting behind the counter and all that, but i think this is good in the long run. i'll probably end up in the library more than in the lounge, thus studying more. things may get awkward in classes if the welfare officer takes this personally, but dearie, this isn't personal, k? i really have to concentrate on GEN3030 and the lounge is no good for me. honestly, i shouldn't have take the job this sem. i'm sorry for all the trouble this may cause guys...

been trying to finish all my work and hurry things along this semester so i won't be rushing to finish last minute reports and stuff so my internals will be relatively high. i don't want to have all these to burden me as i really need this sem to be a straight pass. to all my friends, please help me to concentrate!!! :P

well, i'll have to start my studying again now... btw, tomorrow may be getting me a new pair of jeans!!! woot! hahah! :) take care y' all!

2007-07-14T20:23:00.000+08:00

Hey guys,

yesterday, i found a puppy in a monsoon drain and brought it to PAWS. the problem, apparently, is that the pup may have to be put down on the grounds that it's too young (around 2 to 4 weeks old only. it's just a baby!! ) for vaccination and the other dogs may get it sick.

PAWS let me know that if i can find someone who's willing to keep the pup till it's a bit older, they can keep it in PAWS to put up for adoption. if there's anyone that can, please please
let me know. i can't keep the pup due to me staying in a condo and my mum doesn't like dogs.

if you can, please contact me ASAP, by giving me a call at 016-3218197. thanks everyone. this means alot to me.

2007-07-05T20:44:00.000+08:00

Of Straw Mushrooms, Skipping Ropes and Tests

when i was just a little kid, i used to love eating straw mushrooms. to me, they were really tasty and all that. then as i grew up a little bigger, say around 5 years of age, i noticed a similarity between the straw mushrooms and my younger brother's *ahem* ;) when you're below ten and have a sibling of around the same age, taking baths together are fun. but i digress... since my discovery, everytime i see or eat straw mushrooms, i can't help but giggle to myself as i remember why i secretly (not so secretly anymore though, since i find this amusing) called straw mushrooms "Ku ku chiao mushroom".

when i first shared this with nick... you can imagine how much he laughed... so, let me explain why i named it such a "perverted" nickname. look at it's shape, the was the bell sits so nicely on top of it's stalk. lets just say you're a boy. look into your pants. see the similarity? now that i'm much older and much wiser, i know that the "ku-ku chiao" has something called a foreskin... *perverted giggle* look at the first picture of straw mushrooms. cut off the outer layer (think circumcision) and look left... *perverted giggle again* hehe!

skipped rope today to challenge my younger brother since he thinks he's better than me in everything but biology and chemistry (he's 10). the little menace said he "Can skip 40 times non-stop! can you? bet you caaan't!!!". my bruised ego didn't allow that challenge to go by unnoticed. so i skipped. after 40, some little blighter was counting very quietly. by 60, he gave me a sheepish smile... by 65, i was rolling on the ground laughing at him cos he was grinning very apologetically. so yeah, i continued for a while just to make it an even 100. then!!! cheng cheng cheng!!! *cue climatic music* mum hollers in the kitchen that she needs my help. guess what she wanted me to do?! hehe! disect straw mushrooms!!!! *rofl*

i giggled as i cut them in half... yes boys, i like cutting them up.... hahah! and those that knew me well enough since 1st year will remember how i burst upon the engineering guys grinning like a fool after i inverted the testicles of a lab rat we had to disect. after telling them, the simultaneous looks of pain on all the guys was priceless!!! :)

ah yes, those who have take undang, i'm taking mine tomorrow, and no, i'm not the oldest applicant (thank God!). i read through the 500 question book and i'm just going to take it easy... i think :P well, i'll be sleeping early so that i can get up in time. toodles people and wish me the bestest!!!

2007-07-03T21:13:00.000+08:00

New Car, Old Friends and Loose Ends

ok, no loose ends. the title seemed cool. bear with me, k?! the only thing loose are my shorts. but then again, i just changed the rubber for it, so it's ok now :). but yeah, dad got us a new car and got rid of our beloved wira :(. the wira was a black aeroback, 1.6 and is really the bestest car in the world. lots of good memories with that car. we went everywhere in that car. what we have now, instead, is a myvi, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. but then again, i really can't say much. parents wanted to get a new car, better the myvi than an avanza! :S

anyhow, the hols have dragged on for a week and all i've been doing is bummed about. not very productive, i know. hahah! i've also been thinking alot these past few days. yes, i know, shock and horror, beat thinks?!?! yes i do you dim wits. i actually spend a bit of time thinking. i've been wondering how to cut cost for this year's ball. if i go for it, and if the theme's noir, i'll go as a femme fatale! hahah! sexay... :P

been catching up on old friends too. a really old friend of mine in aussie has graduated and she's working now. mass com. her sister's entering med school soon. another old friend just broke up with her bf cos i fueled it. the guy was totally hopeless... anyhow, i feel a bit bad for the bugger. chin leng is back and we all went for transformers, which is good, by the way.

nick and i however, we're just not seeing much of each other. he's working on his car, i'm under house arrest. sorry, it was too tempting not to put it that way. another thing i have to do is fix my laptop this week. i'll be so dead bored without it, which is why i've been putting it off for so long :P anyways, i think i will be doing it either day after or on friday. this will probably blow a hole in the pockets, but i think dad's paying for this one, so i wont' have to spend money :P. another thing, i'm nearly reaching the goal to get my new hp!!! yeay!!!

planning to get the silver k750i. not unlike nick's, but then silver one la. don't want to have a black one, which would mean that mine, nick and hansel's would look the same. anyway, i rather like the phone, and it's very affordable now. the camera's quite good too! :) well, i guess i'm rambling... argh...

2007-06-25T16:02:00.000+08:00

Monash Males Part 3!

Back by popular demand! just when i thought that there were no more guys willing to allow me to defame them on my nasty blog... i present to you, our first and hopefully not the last business student!!! woot! and also one of biotech's "finest" :) Let the curtains open, the drums roll and the audience give a welcome cheer for your one and only JEFF and maybe not such a thunderous applause for Chris...

Jeff Azrai!!!

This fine specimen of male is not unlike our beloved Hong, with a twist! this particular male specifically asked me to fully fill his little section with praises. so here's your praises Jeff. you're cute, he's a relationship virgin and he's cuddly. and that's it folks!

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ok la. ok la. i'll do it properly. jeff is a nice chap. he along with hong and i did the 10km walk. he's about the same size as hong and loves to do things with hong (*wink wink!*) heheh! get your minds out of the gutter people!!! they love giving people chicken and turkey sandwiches! sheesh! hahaha! i have gotten one of those sandwiches. and if you have no idea what i'm talking about, never mind. it's better for you not to know, then you can fully appreciate their remarkable cooking skills.

jeff loves man untied and would die for them, this shows the amount of loyalty he has if you manage to hold him in your grasp. he also has a friend called suzie who's very pretty, though not very bright. i have no idea how jeff puts up with suzie, but if it's any indication of patience, i think he has alot. the things suzie says makes me wonder what the world is coming to with young people like suzie ("she's" 3 years younger me, which merits me calling "her" a little kid).

anyhow, jeff is a business student who frequents the lounge to play foos. he likes to call me beat-rice and stay up late to complete assignments. he's a wonderful person to talk rubbish with and is pretty down to earth for a rich boy. this silly boy has a thing for small and petite chinese girls. you know the cutesy cutesy type? yeah. if you're that, then you're his type. doesn't matter if you're an air-head or not (if you are, i doubt you'd understand the sarcasm and wit i portray on my blog, thus not bothering to read it), jeff will be willing to take you into his warm embrace and let you cuddle him.

Christopher Lua

christopher is a 3rd year biotech student that works in the lounge. he has squinty eyes and is chubby (fat). he likes to wear this really heady cologne that gives me a headache when he's around too long. he's a permanent fixture behind the lunge counter when his assignments are due on that particular day. he like to play foosball and enjoys drinking with his buds.

this guy ar... he's the equivalent of alex deo, in my eyes la. i can really think of much nice things to say about him cos he's forever saying mean things about me. but he's a good guy essentially. i think! chris has volunteered to have his name sullied on the internet by yours truly so i guess that accounts to something! chris and i have been classmates for the past two semesters and i think the most prominent characteristic that i have noticed from him is that withouth people pushing him, or if something is really urgently due, it's only then, he'll begin working. if i thought i procrastinate, he makes me look hardworking!

chris is nice... he is! but especially so when he needs help from you to complete an assignment, a report that you have already done. superb friend though. he's good for laughs and has a wicked sense of humour. most of the time. or more like when it's not aimed at me. chris is a bin tai lo most of the time and can be really understanding and caring when the situation arises. he can be mighty annoying too! he can tell wicked good ghost stories and more than once has told me about what he used to see when he watched bomohs do their "thang". not a guy to trifle with if you unless you plan to have him sic a pontianak on you...

he resembles a dugong when he's all relaxed at the beach. he has had a wonderful relationship or two with a few rather unsavory individuals (neptune and a female werewolf) but thank the heavens their bad attitude hasn't rubbed off entirely on him. chris is a reliable friend and wonderful guy most of the time. i do feel a bit bad with me putting up all this mean stuff about him...but then where's the fun in being nice?! hahah!

2007-06-11T23:11:00.001+08:00

Yummy Yummy (Part II)

Just sharing the yummy-ness that is my darling...sorry babe. since you've put this pic on your msn, i think it's ok for me to put it here, right? teehee!!!

*sizzle!!!*

2007-06-06T20:58:00.000+08:00

Exams Incoming!!!! Fire in the Hole!!!

no, i'm not mad. i'm just tired. after the past few days of camping in uni doing my revision, i'm sorely tempted to throw my files and folders of notes into a bonfire. really. it's getting monotonous and annoying to have to wake up everyday with the thought that, "SHIT! fucking finals.."

my temper has been a little short, my moods swing like a freaking, well, swing... my eyebags are so prominant, it's scary. my highlighters have never done so much work, one expired today and made a one way trip to the bin. nick and i have been trying to fit in "us" time in this busy busy schedule. but a few stolen kisses aren't doing the trick. i want a full blown date, but both of us realise the cruelty known as exams. damn cursed thing.

other than that super duper cheerful note, i have discovered the ugly side of monash uni students who are utter fucks. these particular shit assholes are known as pigs, or hogs, in a more recognisable term. the uni, trying to make up for this God awful time, opens up the classrooms for the students to use till 12 am everyday. some assholes think it's funny to hog a room from 8am to 12 am. like, hello?!?! what the fuck do you think you're doing?!

today, we had the unfortunate event of being "shooed" from C1.1. so, being the adaptive university students we were (we consisting of jeff, eugene, nick and i), peeked around the TRs. TR 2 had a rather smelly african guy (no offence. he smelt sickly sweet) so we moved onto TR 3. i would like to think of the events that followed the next few minutes the battle of The Sow Vs. The Students... as we reached for the front door, we were greeted, in terrible english, "Don't trouble". obviously, the person thinks that it's a proper command. "Don't trouble"? what the hell are you supposed to mean?! hello?!?! you're studying in a university that has to use english on a freaking daily basis. ok, i digress...

so anyhow, facing that, we turn the handle so as not to "trouble" the occupant inside... SHOCK AND HORRORS!!! IT'S LOCKED?!?!?! what do bitchy and snarky people like me do? hammer on the door. jeff, being the hero he is, went to the back door and started kicking it (needless to say, it was locked). through this time, i thought there maybe a group of people in there, but no... this sour looking pig-faced-sow comes stomping to the door and unlocks it glaring as menacingly as she can at 3 tall guys brushing by her like she's dirt and one very irrate female (me!).

when we got in, i realised that this happy little camper had brought her books, food, water and shit with her into the damn room. so not heeding worthless people, we began to rearrange the tables as jeff chanted "power outlet... where's a power outlet?" throughout this time, our wonderful little room mate covered her ears dramatically and huffed as she tried to study her work. the worst thing about this all is that this little bitch is a ACCA student, which is equivalent to her being a SUNWAY student. so what the flying fuck is she doing locking MONASH classrooms and pretending that she even has a bloody right to be there?!

after we settled down, we began to study. there were little whispers and chuckles coming from our corner and jeff decided to switch on the AC. the room was damn stuffy mind you. the minute dear jeff did so, Ms. Bitch turned around with a look of absolute horror and hugged herself to beat off the, then, non-existant cold. i snorted and began my revision. sue ann and melanie came in a short while after, and again, began rearranging tables and discussing what to put where... lovely little housemakers, them. through this all, Ms. Hogger, must have thought that our less than 10 decible activities were too loud for her sensitive ears and got up in a little huff with her notes and stormed out. nick and i giggled madly as she left.

10 to 15 minutes after that, she walks in with a brilliant smile on her piggy face and begins packing up her things. she makes a big show, to no one in particular by slamming her remaining notes into her folder and huffing as she tidied up her stuff. waltzing out, she had a look of a piggy that had found a new place to hog. as the door shut behind her, nick and i gave a high 5 to each other and burst out in laughter. melanie "hrmph"ed and said something along the lines to good riddance or somewhat. so in conclusion, what do we learn?

the top 3 ways to get rid of an unwanted person in a room is to:

3. Talk about exercise regimes and get really excited about comparing pics of yourself half naked
2. Talk about gay sex
1. Smell sickly sweet and show no chance that you're leaving

oh, to get rid of hogger, just flaunt in their face that you got in, and you ain't going no where!

2007-05-26T10:14:00.000+08:00

Boys of Monash University, Sunway Campus! Part II

To all my avid readers, thank you for all the wonderful comments and hits i've recieved for my previous post :P as promised, i have 3 wonderful men available for this new edition! as with the previous post, this will feature 3 men from our wonderful university. as stated earlier, if any are interested, do contact me! contrary to popular belief, i have their contacts at the tip of my fingers! without more delay, here's our first eligible bachelor!

Male No. 1 !!! (Pisces)

I offer you, Sern Liang, Monash Engineering's finest (yeah right!)! want a man who's intelligent and has a life? Sern liang's yearly average for his studies in Monash? HDs... now, contrary to popular belief, despite his magnificent grades, this guy has a life!! he goes out clubbing and drinking and suprisingly is still capable of handing his work up on time and scoring well in the mini tests he may have! but this guy's a bit of a bin tai lou (dirty bugger) so you can always have him watching the girls go by. he's also known for his head butting incident. please ladies, if you wish to dance with him, do be at a certain height where his chin will not be threatened with damage! :P (said incident resulted in him getting an MSN contact, but no phone number... hahah!)

Specky and average height, around 5' 7" or 5' 9", this speciment of intelligent males, is always dressed in a tight shirt and slacks. i have never seen him without his hair neatly gelled and his entire appearance squeeky clean. but sadly for this guy, i have noticed he sweats alot! and easily too! but then again, for those of you that think sweaty guys are hot, i guess he's suitable for you (not my thing at all). in uni, the best place to find him isn't in the library but in the engineering labs! he'll be sitting behind a computer with his MSN on chatting to goodness knows who and doing goodness knows what.

*as much as i'd rather have more to write about him, i don't. for the engineering guys that may stumble across this, please give me mre dirt... i know he has some!

Male No. 2!!! (Pisces)

Ah!! Biotech's own submission. our very own philip tay! or as i affectionately call, him, Zen. now, zen, there is a hundred and one things that can be said about him. this lounge attendant has been my friend since i was 13 (since form 1 la). when we graduated from high school, i thought i'd be rid of him (just joking, k?). but who'd have thunk it that the fella stalked me into monash... doing the same course as me some more! :O hahah! joking weh. but anyhow, he's a regular guy. nothing facinating.. to me at least :P

Zen plays the drums and performs in his church frequently. but don't let this goody goody two shoes give you the wrong impression. he clubber wor! his famous b'day bash that resulted in him making the complete fool of himself the same night sern liang got head butted will go down in history. he had effectively ruined the water bottle my nick was drinking from by smashing down on the table several times. his drunked stupor was vehemantly denied during that time (ok. that didn't really help him much did it?) hehe!

zen's a great friend. tries to outdo me when i'm sarcastic with him, to no avail. but he does try, so i have to give him some credit for that! hahah! his small stature is not to be outdone by his loud and rather raspy voice. he constantly spikes up his hair as shown in the picture, unless he has a cap on (must be compensating for something... height) and he's always lugging his laptop around and playing inane games on it... (unreal?! the game la!) lately he's having this obssession with a cute rabbit... :S ahaha

as you can see in the pic, he has fallen asleep in the lounge again with his "Fitness First" headphones on whilst listening to something. he has this tendency to do that. he has a slight belly, which initially, he denied of its existance, but now wears with pride. a truly good chap!

Male No. 3!!! (Scorpio)

This is our beloved John Lim (a.k.a John Sabah a. k. a Wushu man). he's a funny bloke i say! ahha! man of many sounds. sit next to him for a day and laugh your ass off as he makes his series of odd noises, ranging from unique mannerisms of say "fuyoh" to "uh oh". you should listen to him imitate DotA character noises, super funny! this dude is born in the year of a tiger, but hangs out with us oxen alot. i think he's a sesat tiger. hahah!

i have a standing bet with him that he won't get his 6 pecs by the end of the year and he is determined to prove me wrong. ladies, want a nice firm man? look elsewhere till i give you the thumbs up! hhehe! but if you want a guy to work out with, john is available. another thing about this guy's health. he just had a brush with dengue and is jovial about it. he's crazy...

as the ladies can see, his guy is broad shouldered with loads of meat (and fat). he's got baby soft hair and boasts about it (rolls eyes). he loves to drink beer and hails from kinabalu. he's extremely fair with a pinky skin tone (jealous...) and he's extremely funny. he likes to think that he's sexy, as you can see from my msnchat with him:

John Sabah Lim says (10:44 PM):
i'm da sexy guy
b347: Give me the wind and the surf...( Monash Males Part 2!) says (10:45 PM):
oh really..
John Sabah Lim says (10:45 PM):
one of the most attractive ppl on earth

funny right? and rather obnoxious too...hahha! i dare testify he's not sexy! just alright my my department. eager to have a guy that's super crazy, is a cheerleader, protein bar chomper, 6-pec-wannabe and just plain funny, get john! :)

*can't really do much for this posting... the first one took too much out of me :( may edit to make it nicer in the near future (read by next week)

2007-05-23T21:50:00.000+08:00

Very Available Monash Males…

to all the single ladies out there, i present to you the males in Monash University Malaysia that i believe deserve a nice lady to care for! now, it is crucial that none of you fine ladies start judging them by appearances as many shallow women would. they are wonderful and i love them to bits... in my own rather violent and evil way :P

Ok! the first male... coming riiiight up!!! (Arranging them by age)

Mr TK Yong! :P (~~Cancer~~, Aries)

this wonderful example of a male is the king meanie... he's my favourite senior (cos he's basically the only senior i actually talk to) and he's a very much wonderful chap, when he's being nice. stats?well, i don't really have his stats. i highly doubt he'll find this post amusing anyhow :P hahah! (sorry yong. you're single and available, just not desperate). Yong enjoys photography, walks in the park, holding hands and flowers... ok, i lied about the park, holding hands, and flowers. he enjoys nature, the beach and annoying the hell out of me. but then again, i annoy him back! muahahah! but he really is a nice chap.

he's a fun guy to hang around with and is a good listner. he seems to like oasis and can't play ~~Red alert~~ starcraft or warcraft... he can't dota?! hahah! he can play C&C though and is currently in Sarajevo defending his base. he's born in the year of a boar, but isn't boring (so bloody lame!) he walks around in his big clunky boots, ready to jump into a swamp (though we're in kl) and always look like he's going to pull a prank on me. i'm not sure whether he acts that way only around me cos i'm his self-proclaimed-favourite-junior ever! hehe! but most of the time, he's harmless.

as seen in the picture above (it's a horrible pic of him. doesn't do him justice. he usually has a rather sneaky grin on his face), he's very skinny. if you're into the thin and lanky type that really eats alot in comparison to what he weighs, then he's your guy. when you're around him and the forest is closing in on you, you know you'll be safe. that's our KY. he is the best person to be lost in a forest with. he's got his mini stove in his back pack ma! hehe! (btw, said back pack is nearly as tall as i am! and probably heavier... :S)

Male No. 2...

Alex the Deo (a.k.a Shorty) <---dunno his b'day :P

Born in the year of a rat, he has squinty eyes like one. one half of the David and Goliath couple in the MPR playing ping pong! heheh! Contrary to popular belief, our darling alex probably doesn't need any advertisement. but as i observed in his clash with a particular lady friend i have, he can be mighty shy when he REALLY likes a girl. so i won't advertise so much on him since there are 101 things i dislike about his habits. but in a nutshell, he's the perfect gentleman when he's trying. he's willing to take you shopping to help you change your wardrobe, but i think he has ulterior motives at least that's the impression i got from his shopping with mei leng... but i think the more i write on him, the more bad things i'm unearthing... ok, so if you want alex, he's a bit short (maybe my height) and stocky (fat) so it makes him look really short (midget). but alex, we love you all the same :P he's a wonderful friend, but i don't think i'd date him... (he's too damn short!)

Male No. 3!

Wei Hong!!! (Virgo)

Now this guy is a massive teddy bear! to me and mei leng, he's our stress reliever. we love pinching his chubby cheeks and teasing him to itty bitty bits! (see the pic! :D) but then he's rather vicious to other males. Hong Hong is as tall as my darling, but weighs nearly 2 times i do. he's an engineering student and loves to play foosball in the lounge, though ping pong has taken him by the reigns.

he's also very determined when he puts himself to it. he finished the malay mail big walk with me! woot! 10 km man!!! hehe! and not to mention he's suddenly taken interest into playing ping pong! watch him play here! hehe! he's a brilliant friend and a wonderful punching bag. he likes to hog nick on holidays by tempting my sweetie with PS2 games! but my very clever nick sees beyond that! hong has a wicked sense of humor, enjoy watching girls walk by and liqour. fancy a drinking man with alot of surface area, get hong! did i mention he's cuddly too? ;)

he's known as CNN bob as anything you tell him (if you don't tell him to keep it hush hush) will be everyone's news. want the lastest gossip? find Hong. want the funniest drunk ever? find hong. want a good laugh? find hong. want to find out who likes who? find hong. want to eat at lunch with someone who'll chug down 2 glasses of shuet cha and continue to chomp on ice? Find hong! want to get laid? er find Hong? hahah!

Picture courtesy of nick's blog...

Male No. 4!!!

Derek Tan!!! (a.k.a Tok Kok Tan)

See Derek, i put you at No. 4! :P now, derek... where do i start? i've known him since he was small, short and didn't slouch. derek is an entity of his own. he deserves to become an adjective. when any of us start spouting utter rubbish at the most unusual time, we always say "stop pulling a derek" but then derek is a nice guy. a bit of a prude though... derek is a scorpio. he's a super duper loyal friend and gets mad easily when he feels his friends have been wronged. has too big a heart and very sheltered. the type of guy you take home to your folks and your dad won't find the need to threaten him within an inch of his life. he's so very superstitious and really listens to his mummy alot. he loves his mum and grandma to bits it's endearing. problems? he listens to mummy and grandma. hahah!

he also has a bit of a skin problem and is nearly inept in fashion. in his eyes, all he needs to wear to uni is his briefs, t-shirt, pants, shoes and socks. the colour coordination, the socks he wears and the shoes he uses are not important. what matters to him is that he's covered up his bits. if you want do a challenging make over? Derek is the key to your dreams. want a guy that likes anime? derek. want a guy that can talk to you about games 24/7? Derek. want a guy that will be worried for you and be genuinely concerned when you're upset and need someone to talk to? derek. want someone who's capable of writing both computer programs and poetry? derek. hehe! don't play play! he's bloody smart when he's trying!

ok la. that's all i have for now. i think i expand on the guys anymore than this, they'll kill me! :P

2007-05-19T23:17:00.000+08:00

Cancer!! Does it in the Water?!?!

Below are true descriptions of zodiac signs, with traits from a book written 35 years ago by an astrologist predictions. Read your sign, then forward it on, with your zodiac sign and label on the subject line.

AQUARIUS - The One that Waits
Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always Wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Beautiful. Goofy. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. The one and only. 7 Years of bad luck if you do not repost.

PISCES - The Addict
EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor. Energetic. Predict future. GREATkisser. Always get what they want. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationship. Talkative. Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

LEO - The Coolest one
Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, Fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person Ever meet! however not the kind of person you wanna mess with... u might end up crying... 9 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

GEMINI - The Liar
Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, Addictive. Loud. 16 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

CANCER - Does It In The Water
Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being In long- term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Especially with your mom. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out. 2 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

ARIES- Irresistible
Nice Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good in bed... Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Trustworthy. Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

SAGITTARIUS-The Lion
Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Knows how to Have fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Unpredictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found. 7 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

TAURUS- The Cutie
Most Amazing kisser. Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great at telling Stories. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to. 12 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

LIBRA - The Partner for Life
Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good Sense of Humor!!! Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover
Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future. Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to own Geminis' in sports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

SCORPIO - Aggressive.
Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth! 15 years of bad luck if you do not repost.

VIRGO- The Promiscuous One
Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. Not one to mess with. Very pretty.

Ps, i have a capricorn as a partner, so does this mean i get some really passionate loving? hehe! ;) Muax babe!

Pss... yes, i'm really jobless to blog twice in a day...

2007-05-19T13:49:00.000+08:00

YUMMY!!!! :P *Drools...*

Just sharing a little something... so hawt... :P eye candy for the girls :P isn't he just hawt?! and it's mine! all mine! muahaha!

2007-05-18T09:19:00.000+08:00

WARNING! The following picture may blind you temporarily!

Suffice to say, it was hot a the beach, the waves were strong. we had decided to go for a swim and chris was his usual obscene self and decided to go in boxers... however, i guess old King Neptune wanted to play an evil joke on him. after washing him up onto the shore like a beached whale, King Neptune decided to charm chris's pants away... you know how the greek gods are... horny for even men! chris returned to us with a very sore bum and sand where the sun doesn't shine. sadly, he lost his pants to the sea and was all but amused when we welcomed him with kim dressed up as a merman and holding a triton. i guess it didn't help that he later suffered a fever that night, recollecting the horrors inflicted upon him. as of now, chris is undergoing severe psychological treatment to help him cope with this trauma.

Ps... Chris really is wearing his boxers... he didn't get shagged by Neptune, he did lose his pants though, just not his boxers! and he did get a fever, but no psychological treatment, though i honestly believe he could do with some :P sorry chris, but the pic was too tempting to photoshop!hahah! thanks Yong! :)

2007-05-15T21:56:00.000+08:00

Beach Withdrawal Symptoms...

The beach is a many dangerous and wonderful thing. i miss it. i can't seem to stop thinking of the sand, the blue sky, the refreshing water, the sea breeze, the night sky, the shooting stars, the sunrise and the turtles. i can't help but miss the thrill of running along the beach in the pitch dark night racing to watch a turtle lay her eggs. i can't help but miss the sea breeze blowing around me as i fall asleep, the whispers of the waves crashing into the sand.

it doesn't help that my meanie of a senior, KY thought it would be funny to make me miss the beach more by sending me a song where the begining has the sound of the surf crashing into the shore. meanie la you KY! to top it off, i've been staring like a fool at the pics i took during the trip... i miss that damn beach! as i fall asleep, i can almost hear the waves... damn!

in a nutshell, i miss the beach. i honestly wish we could have stayed there a little longer. the sandflies and the hard water was things that we could have gotten used to. but the view of the ocean in the early morning is wonderful. the song of the birds as the sun rises is sweet to the ears. i have stayed in the city too long and all this is making me miss the suburban lifestyle.

true, all of us got sunburnt, but we were happy. we had fun playing monkey in the middle with darren's pants. we had fun pelting eah other with sand in the ocean. jason got his tan. kim got covered in sand. kate and yvonne had their feet healed. mei xian's conjunctivitis got better. we saw the turtle lays eggs. it truly is bliss...

true, i missed nick to tiny bits during the trip. and if he was there, it would have been much more fun. especially at night when the stars came out and the the shooting stars crossed the night sky... there were times i wished i had asked him to follow us so he could be there to walk along the beach with me. next time then...

2007-05-13T22:52:00.000+08:00

Salty Salty Brine

Waves crashing into the shore
The sea breeze cooling and pleasant
The clear blue sky and soft sandy beach
Up creeps the salty brine

A splash into the face
An unsuspecting victim
An indignant sqawk of rage
A mouthful of salty salty brine

A victorious whoop of joy felled silent
As salty salty brine splashes right in
The wave-slapped faces shocked
By the mouthful of salty salty brine

Oh Salty Salty Brine!
Oh water of the sea!
Why do you sting my eyes
Why do you make me so thirsty...

2007-05-01T22:46:00.000+08:00

Stupid White Trash Foriegners... Go home to your red neck world!

don't get me wrong... i have nothing against white people. in fact, i have met really nice ones throughout my life. the problem are the trash of the white society. they have no brains just brawn and they think that anyone without white skin is below them. what brings this on? here, lemme tell you what happened no more than 30 minutes ago.

i was on the way home from 1u and i was doing what i do best when in the car. i look out the window, looking at the passing cars and trying to see anything interesting about them. i happen to catch site of a cherokee jeep with some rather interesting signs on. you know the ones stuck on with the suction caps? well, anyway, trying to read them when your car is on a flyover and the other car's driving alongside below isn't easy, so i was staring at the car a bit.

i look up to see the passenger look at me then turn away so i didn't care and continued to look at the car. all this spans in a few seconds. next thing i know, when i look up is the driver is looking back at me, then the fucker flips me off!!!! i was shocked at first, then contemplated flipping him one back but i lost sight of the stupid little shit.

fucking white trash!! hello?!?! who's country are you in? bloody hell, you friends didn't even care about some asian chick looking at the car or in your general direction, so what the fuck do you think you're doing? just because you're white doesn't mean shit you know! i hate the fact that white trash like you think you can fucking walk over asians. some may be stupid enough to fawn over you, but the new breed of asians will not tolerate you. trust me, if you had happen to meet me face to face, i bet, even if i stared at you, you wouldn't dare flip me off.

so, if you guys ever see a dark green cherokee with two signs talking about the driver sticking to the back windows, driven by some stupid white punk, don't give the little shit any fucking road couteousy... he should be white with blonde/light brown hair.

if you happen to be him, i'd like you to go back to your barbaric country where your stupid mindset will be accepted. or better yet, let me know who the fuck you are, i'll set up a place to meet, and you can bloody well flip me off in front of whatever asians that may be there... obviously, being a girl and all that, my guy friends will love to accompany me. did i mention that i have many male friends... die you stupid white trash shit.

*ps, i really don't mean to attack all the white people out there... just the stupid red-neck, white trash that sully your names. for people like my dr. Cathy, my friends back in grade school and all you other wonderful people that i've had the pleasure of staying with in my condo, thank you for being polite and civilised.

** the white people in my condo are so nice! there's always a good morning, hello and see you, when you share a lift with them. one old gentleman chatted with me once when we were sharing a lift. see!

2007-04-25T21:14:00.000+08:00

Semester's Coming to a Close?!?! OH NO!!!!!!!

i cannot believe it. this semester is going by waaay too fast for my liking. i've been so busy handing up assignments. hopefully i do well for this sem. my brain's on a random auto-pilot now. ack... had a weird dream where i went on a field trip. i have an upcoming one that i'm looking forward to. but the silly thing about this dream is that we stayed in a 5 star hotel. nice beds, HBO, looked like those high class boarding school dorms, with lovely decor and the works. in my dream, my friend was married and he was married during the trip quietly. and of all the things, my engineering friend was there... which is ridiculous. anyhow, the reason why this dream is uber weird? cos i'll be going to see turtles nesting in a couple of weeks. to top that off, we'll be staying in dorms or even camping outside (which i wouldn't mind! :P) so obviously a high class hotel room isn't possible.

anyway, i have a report due next week, i TECHNICALLY have a report due tomorrow, which i have barely touched, i have an assignment due next week too. and the malay mail big walk is on sunday. i'm pretty screwed in a sense as i have so much to do. trying not to hyperventilate! and not to mention i have to go for hansel's farewell dinner friday. stoopid la.. hansel leaving already!!!! nick and i will be seriously missing him. more of nick la. anyway, tomorrow going to get him his gift. haven't really decided what to get him though... but then again, i won't say what i plan to get, in case he may happen onto my blog. he does read nick's.

ok ok back to work. i noticed nick has more hits than me. why ar? cos he has more pics? hahah! oh well...

2007-04-19T20:48:00.000+08:00

What's Love?

after falling in and out of relationships, one would think i would know thoroughly what love really is. i'm not talking about platonic love, not talking about love between family members. i'm talking about the feeling that you get whenever you're with that special someone, and all you want to do is hold and hug him/her to bits. i'm talking about the feeling where you look at that someone and you know you'd die for them.

so what exactly is love? it makes us do irrational things. after all, what rational person would want to fall in love? don't get what i mean? let me explain. love makes people do things they don't or won't normally do for themselves or anyone for the matter.

love makes people change who they are to become more desirable to the one they love. love makes you want to break down in tears when that someone you love hurts you. it makes you forgive them nearly the next instance too. love makes you lose all sense of dignity and honour around that person. it makes you want to understand that person. love makes you blind to their faults, though many or few.

love scars you and makes you bitter when it leaves you in a broken manner. love makes you feel broken and incomplete without that special someone holding you or being close by your side. love makes you feel insecure, afraid of losing that person when someone attractive comes along. love makes you irrational. love consumes you, leaving little time and energy for anything other than loving that someone. love possesses your mind, leaving you thinking, pining and dreaming of that someone whenever you're alone.

love leaves you in a mess when that he/she doesn't answer the phone or reply your messages, even if it's because he/she forgot to charge their phone or left upstairs when they're at home. love makes you unbelievably happy and irrationally on cloud 9 when they finally reply you. love makes you worry half to death when your loved one is upset. love makes you wait up to ungodly hours to makes sure they get home safe and sound. love makes you feel guilty when you don't.

love makes you fight to keep that someone near you, despite how much hurt that person has caused you. love makes you stay up late late at night to finish the last touch to the gift you'll give him/her. love makes you tired the next morning with puffy eyes and a pounding headache. love makes you hurt them, and at the same time, hurt yourself even more, if for their own good.

why would anyone want to love? you're being reduced to a heap of blubbering mess when it all falls apart. you disregard yourself and place your loved one before anything in the world. you want to make sure that your loved one is safe and sound where no hurt can come to him/her. you just want them to be happy, even if it isn't with you.

but then again...

love makes you smile at the mere thought that he/she loves you back. love makes you float on the clouds and fills your heart with gladness at every little acknowledgement that you hear from his/her lips. love fills you so full of joy, even if it's for a while, when he/she looks back at you with a smile on his/her face. love makes it all worth it. that sigh of relief and the insane feeling of calm when you know that the one you love is happy and safe is worth all the sleepless hours, all the puffy eyes in the world!

love isn't all about the passion. passion is a by product. love isn't about lust, lust is human nature. love isn't about control, love is free... love trusts... love gives and gives and gives, completely satisfied without recieving, but who wouldn't like recieving. love is compromise. love is eternal.

love can change, fade and ebb away. but like a radioactive component with an extremely long half life, it never goes away. it'll always be there, a reminder for your heart. so what is love? love is a mystery... and i'm happy not really knowing what it is. i'll get to discover it more, everyday, bit by bit. and i'll be happy, because i've loved and been loved.

2007-04-18T19:47:00.000+08:00

Sick

i am, without a miserable doubt, sick. despite my valiant attempts to anything but. my laptop has also decided to be sick along with me, as it has been giving me screen problems... AGAIN! i have been drinking alot of water,trying to reduce the "sickness" but though the concentration of sickness factor may decrease,the number of moles of sickness remains the same. to reduce the number of moles of sickness, i require several hours of good and sound rest. unfortunately, being a uni student, such things are not possible. so. what's a sick girl to do? simple. stay sick until the chemical properties of sickness decrease through half life. the half life varies with the sickness, and i hope my version of sickness has a low half life of two hours, unlike my brother's which is probably 3 days.

time being, nick will have no choice but to refrain from giving me a much needed good snog and share food with yours truly. his valiant efforts will be doubled with my irrational need to drink tonnes of hot water and sniffle and whinge when i sneeze. for all you who may find me a whiny little brat, UP YOURS. i couldn't care less... oh, aother thing, if you are a Monash student or a buggering Sunway brat, do do refrain from screaming in the MUSA lounge, i will not be very kind to you in words and will probably mutter and curse you under my breath. not only that, i will give you my killer glare. it's patented,by the way, due to it's efficiency. i get royalties whenever someone uses it...

*Ps... this is a fevered mind driving my fingers. i hold no responsibility over any hurt feelings... bah humbug!

2007-04-16T21:51:00.000+08:00

Random Snippets of My Life…

i'm a very tired and sleepy girl tonight. problem is, as with every other university student, i have a dozen and one things on my mind that prevents me from sleeping. to make a short list ranging from the most bothersome to the least:

i most likely will have a low paying job once i finish my miserable degree. apparently you really can't earn jack shit in this profession.
i have a killer tutorial for 2 very hard subjects tomorrow. am only prepared for one so far, and it's already 10pm
have to complete GEN3030 essay by thursday night. i MUST... may shift this to no.2
lack of nick to balance the stress in my life
my presentation tomorrow... what to wear?!?!?!!

what's a girl to do?

my lily bloomed. the pictures are here.... nice le!
a pic from nick's performance in the nottingham annual dinner... took this backstage... :)

2007-04-15T14:51:00.000+08:00

I'm Brit?!?!

i do want to start staying in Britain. i truly doubt i'm brit! i can speak with the stiff upper lip if you like, but i'm very much a chinese... and yes, it's known as football. after all, didn't the brits invent the damn sport?! england-arrrrr!!!

British:
[x] You drink a lot of tea
[x] You know what a brolly is
[ ] Deal or No Deal has taken over your life
[ ] You wanted Ben to win X Factor
[x] You use the word "bugger" or the phrase "bloody hell"
[x] Fish and Chips are yummy..
[x] you can eat a Full English Breakfast
[x] you dislike EMOS! almost as much as you dislike chavs
[x] its football... not soccer
Total = 7

Australian
[x] you wear flip flops all year
[ ] you call flip flops thongs not
flip flops
[ ] you love a backyard barbie
[ ] you know a barbie is not just a
doll
[x] you love the beach
[x] sometimes you swear without
realizing
[ ] you're a sports fanatic
[x] you are tanned
[ ] you're a bit of a bogan
[ ] you have an australian something
(shirt, phone sock, etc.)
Total = 4

Italian
[ ] The Sopranos is a great show.
[ ] your last name ends in a vowel.
[x] your grandmother makes her own
sauces.
[x] you know how a real meatball tastes
like.
[ ] you know Italian songs.
[x] you have dark hair and dark eye color
[ ] you speak some italian
[x] you are under 5'10''.
[ ] pizza/spaghetti is the best food in
the world.
[ ] you talk with your hands.
Total = 4

Mexican
[ ] you say member instead of Remember
[ ] you speak spanish or know some
[ ] you like tacos
[ ] yoU TyPe lIkE ThIs On Da CoMpUtEr.
[ ] you are dark skinned (tanned)
[x] you know what a Puta is.
[ ] you talk fast occasionally.
[ ] you have had highlights or dyed your hair.
[ ] you know what platanos are
Total= 1

Russian
[ ] you say villian as: Vee-lon
[x] you get short tempered
[x] you know of somebody named natasha
[x] you get cold easily
[x] rain is fun for you
[ ] You get into contests all the time
[ ] You can easily make do with the cold weather
Total= 4

Irish
[x] you love to drink
[x] you have a bad temper.
[ ] Your last name starts with a Mc OR Murph or O' or Fitz or ends with a ley,on,un,an,ins,ry, ly, y.
[ ] you have blue or green eyes.
[x] you like the color green.
[ ] you have been to a st. pattys day party.
[ ] you have a family member from Ireland..
[ ] you have blonde hair
[ ] you have/had freckles
[ ] your family get togethers always include drinking and/or singing

Total = 3

African American
[ ] you say nigga/nukka casually
[ ] You have nappy hair
[x] you like rap
[ ] You know how to shoot a gun
[x] you think President George Walker Bush is racist
[x] you like chicken
[x] you like watermelon
[x] you can dance
[ ] you can ‘sing’ gospel
Total = 5

Asian
[x] you have slanty/small eyes
[x] you like rice a lot
[x] you are good at math
[ ] you have played the piano
[x] you have family from asia
[x] you laugh sometimes covering your mouth
[x] most people think you're chinese
[ ] you call hurricanes typhoons
[ ] you go to Baulko
Total= 6

German
[ ] you like bread
[ ] you think American Chocolate is good.
[ ] you Speak some German
[ ] you know what Schnitzel is
[ ] you hate it when stupid people call you a Nazi
[x] you went to Pre-school..
[x] you're over 5'2"
Total= 2

Canadian
[ ] you LIKE/play/played hockey
[ ] you love beer
[x] You say eh
[ ] you know what poutine is
[ ] you speak some french-
[ ] you love Tim Horton's
[ ] at one point you lived in a farm house
[ ] you watch/watched degrassi

Total= 1

American
[ ] hate foreigners
[ ] hate non-Christians
[x] lazy
[ ] not cultured
[x] hate abortion
[ ] love the death penalty
[ ] don't read
[ ] shop at walmart
[ ] think this is rather biased
total = 2

Find the highest total and repost this
as "I'm..."

2007-04-12T12:49:00.000+08:00

The Attack of the Boredom Boogie Man...

i wallow here in boredom

why why does he haunt me?

the boredom boogie man

i need some form of escape from him

the boredom boogie man

any moment now, any second,

he'll jump out of my closet and drag me in

into a world of dust bunnies

a world of gray

a world of emptiness and dismay

he renders you useless

your limbs lank and limp by your sides

your face an empty stare as he looks blankly at you

oh yes, the boredom boogie man....

2007-04-07T20:44:00.000+08:00

Tis a Sad Day... (8.30 pm)i just got the news that my great grandmother has passed away. this was i think the closing event for my by then, screwy day. it started with waking up to my dad nagging me about my room continued with screaming and shouting from my brothers. just before i got the news, i was already fuming in my room when our dinner was disrupted by an argument between myself and my youngest brother. i won't go into details on that. all siblings fight. but now, i dont' feel angry. i feel sad.

before dinner, my aunt had called saying my poh tai (great grandma) was ill. this aunt has a tendency to blow things out of proportions so i didn't want to think so much about it. i was considering going back to kuching to look after my poh tai this break, if i wasn't laden with uni work. i think i should have just gone ahead and gone back to kuching... when i was working in the kitchen, i was wondering about all the stories that my poh tai could have told me if there wasn't a language barrier. i speak english, mandarin, hokkien, but no hakka. my poh tai speaks hakka only...

i regret not getting to know her better. she was always very sharp. she could still remember everything when we went back to kuching in CNY. i was looking through some of the pictures i stored in my laptop, and i realised that this CNY, none of us took her picture. i'm feeling a myriad of feelings. mostly sadness and regret. but then regret is too late, isn't it? all the "what if"s arise in my mind and i'm not making any consious effort to silence them. it fuels my regrets but then maybe this may make me change?

why is it that we regret so much when it's too late? things that really matter only seem to show when there's that crucial something that occurs. some large, big, drastic. it's cruel, but i guess what we really need to be is ready for everything. in my eyes, poh tai was a super woman. she used to tend to her own garden all the way till she was 90+. her health started to deteriorate a couple of years back. then not more than an hour ago, she left this world. she lived to a ripe age of 99. in the chinese calender, she was 100. the old bird lived pretty long eh? sigh.

maybe her death was for the better? she was very sick, turning blind and deaf. it was so frustrating for her to be unable to see us and hear us talking this CNY. i could tell. she still loved every one of us too. she smiled so happily when everyone gathered around her to talk to her, to hold her hand. she wasn't senile, mind you. she can remember all the grandchildren and the number of great grandchildren she had. she couldn't see, but when we told her who we were, she laughed and said, "Ah Kong's daughter eh!"

at least she's in a better place. a quiet peaceful place. she's with her beloved husband. she used to take us great grandkids to her room and show us his pictures and talk about him. in the smattering hakka i know, i could tell she loved him even then (what's there not to love?! my great grandpa was handsome!). i don't know what plans the family have now. i have no idea if dad will be going back to pay his last respects. i won't be surprised if he does go. he loved her alot. i have no idea how he's taking it either. he's been sitting in his room since we got the news and mum looks weary. i'll try to be good for the rest of the week. just for dad.

rest in peace poh tai. we love you.

2007-04-04T21:01:00.000+08:00

i have just read this week's newsweek. it's about the war on iraq from the US army personel's point of view. it's really depressing to know that despite so many deaths, Bush still is adamant that he was right and believes that the war would benefit the Iraqis. the ultimate sacrifice of so may young men, fathers, brothers, lovers and friends...

the issue shows the letters the soldiers sent home to their families and when the soldiers died and how. if i wasn't reading it in uni, i think i would have cried reading from cover to cover. it's very sad. words really cannot express the horror and the pain i feel for the families. their loved ones were meant to be away on duty for a few months, which dragged onto years. most of the deceased are either young fathers or kids fresh out of college. this particular letter made me cry... he was just 19.

the iraqis have suffered too. most of the deaths in this war are not the rebells fighting to take back their country. it's the civilians, wrongly accused, wrongly identified and obviously, murdered in cold blood. normal everyday people, people that, if were in m'sia, you'd think of as your mamak, or the guy at your local sundry shop... they were INNOCENT.

Sadam is dead... why hasn't the US left iraq?

2007-03-30T21:33:00.000+08:00

Brr… Cold, Cold Days!!!

Lately it has been so cold in Uni. It doesn’t help that most of the time I’m in the lounge, it starts to pour like there’s no tomorrow… twice this week, I was stuck in Uni unable to go out for lunch. The first time around, I had to resort to buying cafeteria food then hurrying to find a nice warm and dry lecture theatre to dine. The cafeteria was full to the brim with students, you see... the second time around, i braved the rain and walked to Medan to have my lunch with nick, hong, alex and mei ling. luckily, i had "my" jacket with me. with the hood up, and the jacket covering me up to my thighs, i was very dry when i reached Medan.

when working in the lounge, it can get so cold my fingers turn blue. to remedy the situation, what i do is i try to drink more water i brought from home and fill my bottle nearly full of the hot water in the gym. i would then have my make shift hot water bottle!!! ain't i a genius?! hahah! luckily, i have my jacket with me most of the time, or i think i would have turned into a frozen popsicle! nick's lips turned blue today from the cold. freaky... i rue the day he goes to some snowy place. i think i'd have fun keeping his lips pink! :P

i have officially handed up my first two assignments of the semester!!! woot! both of which i tried to complete in the student lounge with frozen fingers as i hammered away on my keyboard... jacket or no, it was freaking cold! i think the thermostat has konged out! i'm surprised if the temperature in the room was less than 16 degrees celcius! and that is too cold for me without my lunch to metabolise into heat! ok, technically, heat is a by-product... but then let's not get all antsy about it eh? :D

speaking of bugs, i have officially sucessfully stained my first set of Drosophila Krupple mutation egg! woot! it was so pretty! the bands are lovely! i haven't taken my pictures from the student drive though... muct get around to doing it! while we were waiting for our stains to be done, we (ok, mainly me) started to "analyse" a parasetic insect that sucks sap for a living (not aphids). come to think of it, i remind me of those little kids that pull the wings off flies to see if they'll survive. cruel, but i was curious whether it would stain with the same reagents we used to stain the eggs. obviously not... but worth the shot. i'm so freaking evil...

2007-03-21T22:30:00.000+08:00

Tropical Aquatic Biology Trip

i love uni for this... the trips, the great chances to see things and learn things that really matter to you. like this subject that i'm taking. i love learning about nature. i try adopting a rational and logical approach when dealing with things like conservation and protection of the environment we live in. i took a few pictures of the places we went this short trip. the trip was some 2 weeks back but then i haven't had the time to upload the pics to my laptop since my stooooooopid usb ports have decided to die on me last minute... sigh! anyways, i have them here!!! :)

this is the first place we went to. it's a old tin mine lake in kelana jaya. as you can see, the lake is really polluted with all the rubbish that people staying around here throw into the lake. it's been cleaned up so there are basically more living things and less rubbish. we managed to get quite alot of little bugs and snails. we were mainly on a quest for the creepy crawlies but then a few little fish got caught in our nets and sample jars. sadly for the cute ickle fishies, they had to be subjected to alcohol poisoning... in super huge quantities.. :S

our next stop was at a peat swamp pool beside the road. i think that's where i picked up a few bugs... anyway, we found loads of super cool bugs there! this included dragonfly larvae, mayfly and damselfly larvae, cute little flies (that i have been yet to identify...) and sadly, another ickle fishie that was hiding under the root i pulled up. sigh! and yes, this ickle fishie died an alcoholic's death... the plant that was hiding the ickle fishie is the same as the one in the picture i have below. it's not a good picture and i did not do it justice cos i couldn't wade out into the swamp... (and i don't want to le!)luckily for any other little fishes that were at the next site we were at, there was a relatively fast flowing body of water. said body of water was a drain that was used to drain the water out of the peat swamp. there however, as beautiful the shade was, stank to high heavens. my lecturer not so subtly mentioned that there, the locals do their toilet... not the best thing to tell your student when she has to put her hands into the water to collect water samples... i was really grossed out...
anyhow, the bad thing about these trips is if you don't be careful, you end up having to pay a doctor's fee... as in my case. i think i picked up a stomach bug (bacterial infection) and ended up having diarrhoea at least twice a day. hahah! anyhow, by the time i went to the doc, i had already started to heal by myself and the doc decided that i didn't need to have such a long course of antibiotics.

the last place we went was FRIM. had to do sampling at the river.i caught a crab there!!! so super cute! and two shrimp! hahah! there were alot of other things, but alas, another ickle fishie. sigh!!! FRIMis beautiful in its own way. though i think there are waaay too many people there. i was hoping to see monkeys and a few birds but due to the high number of visitors there, most of the wildlife shy away. luckily for us, the site we sampled from was further upstream, with much less rubbish.

oh well, it goes without saying i had fun. we were all tired and really smelly at the end! we reached back at uni at around 6.30 and i had dinner with nick and his folks before nick sent me home. anyway, here's some of the pics i took of us having fun on the bus. :)

Chris and Kate laughing about a picture Darren took

Yvonne and I (Kim's hand in the background)

The guys posing (or trying to)

Kate beating herself up for letting us take her pic while she sang! hahah!

2007-03-18T16:30:00.000+08:00

How Slooooow Are You?

i take pride in myself being able to react to situations quickly to adapt and figure a way out of messes. like how a pout is wonderful when you find you really have no one to eat with during lunch and your boyfriend has eaten... but then i took this reaction test that has ultimately put me to utter shame... hahah! i was a utter slow poke in the first few tries! try this.

initially, i got a average reaction time of 0.301 then 0.291... oh well. nick got an average of 0.203... hahah! see, he's a sharp one that guy... i wonder how derek would fare... hahah!

anyway, i've been feeling sluggish as of late, so maybe when i'm all perked up, i'll try it again! ahhaha! but then this kind of reaction time can't really predict much. when it boils down to if you're being threatened and you adrenaline is coarsing through your veins, your senses heightened, you'll be moving faster and using alot more energy than you could ever imagine. maybe to get the best workout, one should get an adrenaline rush... makes you burn much more... maybe i should scare the shit out of myself before going to the gym...

2007-03-08T20:21:00.000+08:00

Things Working People Do At Lunch to Ang Mohs...

daddy dear has openned my eyes to the really cruel world of practical pranks adults pull on each other... not as cruel as some of the ones that my friends and i pull, but mean anyhow.

My dad and his colleagues went to a dai chau near his wor place and ordered a stewed pork dish. knowing our chinese food, it looked messy and the meat barely recognisable as pork. there's a ang moh guy that works with my dad so he joined them for lunch. as they start to eat, my dad and his colleagues start taking the vegetables that have loads of the sauce in them, the ang moh however, he attacked the meat. noticing this, he asked my dad why they weren't eating the meat.

my dad, with a very straight face answered, "well, this meat here, is fermented frog. we don't eat it. it's cooked as a stew for the taste,"

it didn't help that the rest of the group began adding things like how to ferment the frog, how to prepare the frog... all that rubbish.

the poor ang moh, to this day, boasts of having eaten fermented frog. i dread the day that someone tells him what a fool he is... ahha!

2007-03-02T23:00:00.000+08:00

Are We Babarians?

today, we went to Ecopark to watch 88 lions dance. it was hot, sweaty and for me, terribly infuriating. there was this long speech from S'gor's minister and then only did the lions dance. the lion dance was short and brief but nice. there were 88 so hard to coordinate all of them. there were 2 dragons thrown into the mix too. the funny thing was that tonight, there were bats flying overhead catching the moths that were attracted to the spotlights in the park the stage was at. i'm not sure if anyone was divebombed with guano, but some of them may actually deserve it. overall, nothing all that spectacular, but it was nice enough. the infuriating bit comes next...

the picture on your right was taken when the crowd had slowed down. this was after i finished my meal... we had a 'free' buffet dinner whereby everyone decided it was an oppurtunity to pig out and eat as much as possible, take as many bottles of water (free ma) as possible and finish said bottles of water to fill it with the juice provided. Malaysia in a nutshell? pushing, shoving, greedy, pigs. year of the boar, i know, but we're civilised! please, take what you can eat and don't shove me as i'm walking back to my table carrying a bowl of soup and a bun (an adult... can you imagine?!). most of the people there were chinese, which means the need for mountains of free food is high (regardless of whether they can eat it or not!)...

another thing, please ppl, if you want to eat, please be a little more civilised. the ladle for the potatoes are meant to stay there, not be shoved deep in the bowels of the fried eggs then placed 'responsibly' back into the potatoes! i seriously don't think that people would enjoy finding eggy potatoes when they wanted them plain. oh and by the way, use the thongs to pick up the bread, not your fingers if you intend to examine the piece and put it down. it's freaking unsanitary.

not only that, please la, i know you want to see the lion dance, but so do we. don't go shoving here and there with your fucking sweaty body just to get to the front. ma hai, i waited in the crowd too le. if you want to see, come early, dickhead, don't play 'pushing' with my brother and me. i hate sweat, so i'll freaking snarl at you. not only that, please don't send your kids pushing a path for you. they're not freaking moses parting the throng of people that, just like you, want to watch the damn event.

*i realise i sound juvenile in both sentence structure and rants, but i'm seriously pissed off with m'sian attitudes of kiasu-ness. we call s'poreans kiasu, yet we act just the same. one of the reasons i hate free buffets.

2007-02-26T22:09:00.000+08:00

Creationism and Darwinian…

I’m a Christian and lately, I’ve been hearing that many schools in the US have decided against teaching the Darwinian Evolution. As a science student and aspiring scientist, I find this absurd. Seriously.
I mean think about it rationally. Do you seriously think the world is less than 100k years old? Not likely. Not possible considering carbon dating has already proven otherwise. So why are people insisting that it’s so possible for creationism to be valid? It’s basis is the bible! The bible may be the word of God but I doubt he wants us to take it word for word?!

I personally have my own views on how the bible may be interpreted. I’m a born and bred Catholic and proud to say so. I don’t blindly follow everything the bible says because if that were the case, there would be a totally different Beat typing this.

Ok, I’ll start at the beginning. You know how the bible says God made the world in 7days? Imagine this, our one day is probably a mere nanosecond in God’s world. I once read somewhere that His one second is equivalent to probably 1000 years in our life! So if that were the case, since scientists have predicted our planet to be approximately 4.5 billion years old, this estimate may be right.

Ok, now that I have given my point of view on the creation of the world we know, I’ll go onto Adam and Eve. Say God did create all the beasts of the land, birds of the air, fish of the sea, then as we know it as now, things must have been the same for ages then, right? Assuming that were the case, we know that God mentioned that Adam and Eve were his initial creations for the form for the homo sapiens. Oddly, in the exile of Cain after slaying his brother, he managed to find a wife. Now, where this lovely lady come from? God made her on a whim too? I doubt. This means that whilst Adam and Eve were nicely sheltered in Eden (or Paradise, whichever you prefer) evolution had occurred outside of Eden where God had let nature take her course. It’s the only explanation where this lady came from. Any other explanation would point to incest and surely the bible wouldn’t be recording that eh?

Onto evolution and why I agree to it. Survival of the fittest is obvious all around you. Only the strongest have survived catastrophes, the weak ones perish from disease, inability to fend for themselves. The cunning and wily survive due to their quick wit. So yes, we are a result of this age old rule of nature. God gave us a mind and we used it. We managed to use it to achieve the greatness our species has.

As for his perfect homo sapiens, Adam’s lineage, it ended with Jesus. As we know, there isn’t a record of Jesus having a wife and children, but if He did, I’m ok with it. Makes Him all the more Man than God, yet Godly. *chuckle!* after all, He was God in the form of a Man. So yeah, Man will love and I’m sure Jesus must have been quite an attractive character considering the crowd he drew… ah! I digress!

God made in Eden, His perfect copies of the animals we have now, or maybe will have. He let evolution deal with making dinosaurs a chicken and a elephant because He was resting… remember? So anyhow, genes have proved evolution is the reason why we have marsupials and monotremes. Evolution of God’s initial copies resulted in big cats so alike yet so different, formation of crocs and alligators, birds of all shapes and sizes. Thus, creationism is hogwash if you say that everything hasn’t changed for the past few thousand years. You must be crazy to say so…

2007-02-21T22:01:00.000+08:00

Just got back from Kuching, i'm tired but happy. there's loads of pictures for me to share with you all, but all in good time! but just so you know, malaysians should learn to line up. we have a serious problem there. in the airport, it's the most evident. the lines are messy and disorderly, you can't see a clear line, somewhere, the lines cross each other, wriggly and simply a headache to look at, much more to be in.

because i didn't bring my laptop, i sat on my trolley, jotting down my thoughts as i tried to past the time... for departure from kl, we were nearly 2 hours early. for departure from kuching, 1 hour... very early eh? anyway, it gives you time to look around and observe the way things are.

this CNY, used the LCCT (low cost terminal) to get to kuch and back. the LCCT is really shabby. it's small, and the check in area is stuffy and warm. people have no place to sit whilst waiting for their check in counters to open. anyway, you're paying less, i guess, by taking air asia... which brings me to another thing... i can't sleep on air asia seats. it's comfy and all, don't get me wrong, but the chair can't be adjusted to be more comfy to sleep in. to sit, it's fine, but to sleep... my poor neck.

2007-02-16T23:35:00.000+08:00

Onward Bound!!!! Kuching, HERE I COME!!!!!

i won't be updating my blog for a few days. the past few days have been a whirlwind of activity. hahah!i have been making CNY goodies, shopping for a little boy's birthday, typed a stack of BM exercise sheets for my brother.

i'll be flying off tomorrow morning. properly stocked up on reading material for the plane. plan to wake up early to shower. only problem this time around is that we're taking air asia, so no food. thinking of taking more than one book... hmm...

anyway, will be jotting whatever i do in a book till i have access to a computer in Kuch, considering i won't be bringing my trusty ol' lappie. too bulky :S

2007-02-10T22:10:00.000+08:00

Random Bits and Pieces

I’m going to be in so much trouble in the morning. I was out at Shan’s dinner till 1.30 in the morning. Des waited up for me, but the fellow is now upset at me. Apparently he was really tired and wanted to sleep, but I asked him to stay up a while more till I get home. Anyway, it’s not everyday that I go out till this late. I miss doing that actually, with no rules, no constraints.

I actually had fun today. I pretended to be all couture with Foo, joked around with the guys, mingled and socialised with the girls and last but not least, I relaxed. I had quite a few glasses of champagne too… haha! We had good food and a wonderful time. It isn’t often you hang out with “high society”.

It’s funny how my parents shun these people. When you catch them alone with close friends and family, they’re just your ordinary people. Shan and Foo, the two kids that I have been honoured to attend their 21^st birthday dinners blow me away with the amount of wealth and sophistication that their families have.

A little comparison between the two parties though. Foo’s party was all about sophistication. We were in an historical site, dining where British dignitaries once dined and drank. Foo’s party had music, dancing and a good set of dishes. The wine, it was well chosen, the champagne too. Foo’s family were very couture in a sense. His father had organised the party like a formal dinner, complete with a violinist and a belly dancer.

Shan’s party was more modern. It was organised by the hotel, it seems to me. Her dinner had wine, but not that good, but more selection of alcoholic drinks; champagne, white wine, red, and dessert wine. Her dishes were good, but not as snazzy as Foo’s Carcosa. When I mentioned this to Foo, he said something about heritage or what not. The wine wasn’t as tasty, but I think if I had did my research on wine, I would have chosen the right wine to accompany my champagne salmon.

Now, the after party. When I left Foo’s party, it was late. Shan’s, we piled out at 11.30 pm. After about 15 minutes, we piled into Mesquite ’52. I don’t know what the name’s supposed to mean, but someone, please educate me on the way people name bars. Anyhow, the only reason why I was there was to hangout with the birthday girl a bit more. I wasn’t that happy with the place though. Too boring.

Overall, I had fun tonight because of the company. The food was OK, but that’s as far as it goes. Sure, the salmon I had was great, but the overall dishes were so-so. I didn’t like the petite fours due to the amount of dark chocolate, neither did the chocolate cake appeal to me, I don’t really like dark chocolate. The appetiser was wild mushroom cream soup, Foo said something about adding more cream to it to make Crème la crème… haha! Just so you know, we ate at 3^rd Floor Restaurant at Marriott*.

On another note, why do Malaysians PRETEND to be so damn modest?! When I was studying abroad, when someone offers you a complement, you accept it graciously, thanking them then insisting that you could do better or something like that, if you feel it isn’t good enough. When I first came back to Malaysia some 12 years ago, I encountered an awkward situation.

I take pride in my art. I believe I can draw reasonably well, until my grandfather pointed out numerous defects when I tried to copy Van Gogh’s style. Anyway, that’s a tale for another day. It was art class that day, and we had just finished our drawings. As usual, the “popular” girls went around “Ooh”-ing and “Ah”-ing at everyone’s pictures. I heard the modest “No la”-s and just watched them approach my table.

Remember! I had just come back from a British Ed school and was used to their mannerisms. So, when the girls started their faux admiration, what does a girl like me do? I thanked them. I think I can never forget their faces of slight shock and the momentary silence in the group. I quickly countered by adding that so and so drew really well too, but I think the damage was done.

I have never been the super popular girl, part of the clichés that flounce around with a gaggle of boys wagging their tongues behind them. I was always in the group of girls that stood aside, with the boys, always with the guys, yet never really “girlfriend” material in their eyes. I used to envy the popular girls a little. It seemed nice to be able to flounce around and know that guys are crawling behind you.

Then came high school. A girl knows when she grows attractive, sometimes, she plays it right, sometimes she plays it wrong. I began to develop things that made the popular girls popular. But when you’re “one of the guys”, the guys find it hard to remember you’re a girl. It stayed that way for a long time. It wasn’t till I started to think confident and act confident that I managed to get someone. The rest? History.

I’m well aware that I may raise a few eyebrows. You may think, “You think you’re so hot?!”. I honestly don’t care what you think. For me to live daily, I have to believe in myself. Though my boyfriend thinks I’m hot, I know deep down inside, I may have my flaws (I break out in pimples at all the wrong times, I have cellulite, I have a huge ass and tiny upper body), but I have my good points too (I have good friends, I can adapt, I can still work my charm, I can hold intelligent conversations, etc…), and lucky for me, my good points outweigh my bad.

So next time someone compliments me about how I look, I’ll thank them graciously if I agree, I wouldn’t vehemently disagree. If I disagree, I’ll just point out why I don’t agree and let them open my eyes to something new that I never have noticed about me before (if the individual what praises me can’t validate their statement, they didn’t really mean it, and I’ll know…). That way, I can love me a little more everyday…

*I don’t mean to say your food sucks, I just don’t think I like bitter stuff all that much…

** dear, this doesn’t mean that every time you say I’m hot, I’ll agree. I very much an Ice Queen. And I still think I’m too skinny… can see my ribs le…

*** I wrote this at 2.30 in the morning but am only posting it now…

2007-02-08T12:51:00.001+08:00

My Weird Ass Dream…

I had a seriously weird ass dream last night. So weird I have to blog it! Hahah! Anyway, it must be due to the mandarin orange I ate before going to bed last night! So, on with the dream! It starts like this…

I was staying at my great grandparent’s home. An old farm house in Kuching. It was more or less like I remembered it. The kitchen was small and airy with a door leading out to the yard. The main dining area had fused with the living area though, and my grandparents, my parents and siblings were hanging out there. Other than that, Prince, the singer, was there too… don’t ask me what he was doing there, but he was there.

So anyway, I was in the kitchen when I heard on the news about an escaped genetic mutation. Apparently, it was very dangerous and people were encouraged to stay in their homes and arm themselves. All I could think then, in the dream, was “What the fuck…” as I looked at the kitchen knives on the cement counter. Looking out of the kitchen window, I saw a lizard like tail on the roof attached to a human butt.

Honestly, in the dream, I felt totally calm, though in reality, I would have freaked out by then. Grabbing a cleaver, I whispered to some commando-looking guy in the kitchen that was assigned to protect us, that there was the lizard man on my roof (come to think of it, commando-looking-dude looked a lot like Bruce Willis). So basically, I ushered my grandma into the living area and started closing all the doors.

I warned Prince not to sing due to the mutated lizard-like thing on my roof, but then the singer seemed to have a dose of bravado and ranted on how he wouldn’t sit around to let some little reptile terrorise him. He grabbed a small craving knife and charged out of the house screaming his lungs out.

Needless to say, the mutated lizard thing leapt off the roof and at a crazy Prince brandishing his small knife at the 6 foot tall lizard thing (this approximation of the height does not include the length of the tail). My commando guy rushed out, cleaver in hand, to save the delirious Prince.

I on the other hand, began bolting all the door and leaving only one open for the commando dude and Prince to get in through. Commando guy drags the bleeding singer into my house with a gaping wound on his head. Prince however looked a whole different story, mumbling something about making his comeback hit about lizard men with croc teeth as his stomach showed basically all his innards.

My very pessimistic grandpa, on seeing the terrible condition Prince was in, said that our flimsy ancient doors wouldn’t hold against the lizard guy. Regardless, I bolted the last door and waited for reinforcements. Just as an armoured personal carrier rolled into the yard, Mr. Lizard guy pokes his snout in my window and starts snarling at me. I think I had a moment with the lizard thing, staring into his yellow eyes (see! I even remember the damn eyes).

Letting out a half scream, I start slashing its snout with my cleaver. The damn lizard skin seemed to absorb most of the damage and all I was doing was cutting maybe 1 – 2 cm deep gashes into it’s snout. Needless to say, I was starting to freak out when the scene of the dream changed.

Suddenly, I was in this huge house with a laboratory in my basement. In the dream in was aware that I was a renown scientist and was involved the further study of genetic mutations. I was walking back from the seaside when I saw that freaky abomination again. Running back into the house, I shut the heavy doors and barked instructions to my assistant to ensure that the entire family was safe in the higher floors.

Running to my laboratory, I saw that the lizard creature was amphibious and was swimming around in my observatory watching me with intent. Freaked out, I grabbed some paper and stuff before rushing out. I remember calling someone and screaming about the lizard thing being amphibious.

Running up the stairs, I had several concerns in my head, one was that children and husband were safe (children?! Husband?!). after looking in to the nursery and seeing my “husband” and “kids” safe and sound in the armoured room, I rushed up to check on my guest.

My guest was some sort of best friend and she was confused why the assistant insisted she was to shut her balcony door and start her fireplace to make get heat into the house. I recall the conversation was somewhere along the lines of:

“Why light the fireplace?”

“The freak outside can’t stand smoke,” I responded searching for paper to start the fire.

“Oh. You do realise that the fireplace hasn’t been used in the 2 years you moved in right?”

I nod as I empty the trashcan into the fireplace and light the cotton balls and tissue that were in the trashcan. In my mind, I think that sooner or later, I have to start breaking the furniture to keep the fire going… but something in the back of my mind says that I survive this problem.

At this, I wake up feeling a bit relieved and confused. Hahah!

2007-02-06T23:25:00.000+08:00

Tribute...

This post will be a tribute to the uncles that I never got a chance to meet. Today was quite the eye opener. I think I’ve gotten to know my mother and my maternal side better today. How come? Now, that’s the story that I have to tell…

Today, I woke up early to send my youngest brother to school. He was supposed to buy some supplies for his test today so I had to wake up early to buy it for him. Anyhow, this resulted in me not sleeping till 11 in the morning… so, I ended up gaming a bit till about 10 then started to help mum out in the kitchen. We were making Chinese New Year goodies.

My mum and I were talking about all sorts of stuff, mainly gossiping. Anyway, the conversation somehow came to her two younger brothers that passed away very young. The first younger brother drowned by the river. He was watching my uncle swimming by the jetty, when a boat came in and knocked the little fella into the water. My uncle, was only around 6 years old.

Mum barely remembers him, but the other uncle that died was the one that seemed to draw some sort of emotion out of her. She was thinking and remembering him as she told me about him. Her second brother was drowned by the sea.

I don’t know what my uncle’s name was, but I know he passed away when he was around 15. My mum was already married to my dad for about a year or so and was staying in Miri, what happened was he went out to play with his friends and they were by the beach. The fishermen had told them to go home because it was high tide and dangerous. My uncle and his best friend were left behind by the other group and somehow or rather drowned.

I was once told that they went back to get the ball and got dragged out by the currents. The fishermen there didn’t hear the boys call for help, so they didn’t know they were drowning. What was devastating was the group of friends they were with. My mother said that she hadn’t really liked the family of the kids my uncle was playing with. They were really terrible from what my mother described.

Initially, when my grandmother was worried because my uncle didn’t come home, she went to ask that family where he might be. They told my grandmother that they were playing by the large monsoon drain near the house. Terrified, my big uncle dived and swam from one end to the next, looking for my uncle. Mind you, it was getting dark. After searching for hours, my big uncle was sure that his younger brother had not drowned in the drain, so he went back to the house to ask the family where his youngest brother was.

Imagine the anxiety of the family? My poor grandparents went to the house to beg them to tell them where their youngest child was. My uncle was there too. I’m from a very traditional chinese family and begging does not come easy to these kind of people. When they finally told my grandparents that the boys were by the sea in the evening, it was too late. The time was about midnight.

My mum got the call and flew back immediately. She still believes that if they had found out the boys were out at sea, they would have been able to save them or, if not, save my grandparents the anxiety. My mum was rather upset when she told me about this. She told me that her youngest brother was doing well in school and was a very good kid. My dad used to play chess with him apparently.

So yeah, this post is a tribute the uncles I never met and for those that I never had the honour to meet…

2007-02-05T13:10:00.000+08:00

This is a Post to Clarify Things…

For those that read my blog, I’m sure that you may have varying reactions to my posts. Just to clarify things a bit

· I do not have relationship problems

Nick is not seeing anyone other than me
I was just feeling down because I couldn’t go out with them
I was jealous in general with the whole group being able to spend time with him
I’m not jealous of his car, or any of his mechanical obsession. It would be weird if he focused all his obsessions on me.

Really, do I sound bitter and angry with my boyfriend? I didn’t mean for it to seem that way. Anyhow, the girl, S is really nice. I’ve met her before. Secondly, I was having a bad day yesterday. I had to make it worse by watching some chick flick where I had plenty of time to dwell on the “Aw! How sweet!” moments.

So, yeah, I’m a weird moody (mardy) creature that can be happy and grumpy in a blink of an eye. I have a stupid mind that thinks too much when I’m left alone without anything to stimulate it. So don’t get any wrong ideas. I draw the line when it comes to blogging about my relationship. I will never bad mouth my boyfriend online… it’s low. And I would definitely not blab about any problems we have on my blog. It’s personal stuff that we will settle on our own.

Thanks

2007-02-04T17:28:00.000+08:00

Jealous Little Me (Part 2)

I’m being silly again. I’m jealous. Terribly jealous of all the people that get to hang out with my boyfriend. I really feel stupid. Lately, he’s been spending loads of time this girl, S, who’s his friend’s uni mate. Nothing’s going on between them, as far as I know. I also know that there most likely would not ba anything happening as his friend has a thing for S.

I just don’t like knowing that another girl is in such close proximity with him. I hate knowing that I’m not the one sitting next to him in a jam packed car. It’s stupid, I know, but everyone has their bad days, and today maybe one of them for me. I'm just feeling all mardy... It's highly irritating cos i know in my heart that he's not the type to do the cheating thing. and further more, it's frustrating for me to even think this way!!! argh! i'll just try not to dwell on it.

2007-02-03T23:44:00.000+08:00

Alone at Home... Whether I Want to or Not…

It’s a bit frustrating being me, I dare say. I’ve been sitting at home, wishing I was out there hanging out with Nick and the guys. Really missing it a lot. My folks would never allow me to go off to Ampang to hang out with them at Al Rosha. Nuh uh! So here I am, sitting in my room blogging as my boyfriend and his friends hang out in Al Rosha.

Some of you may think that I shouldn’t be sticking so close to my Nick and leave him some time to be with his guys, trust me, I do. But over time, I have become their friend too. You can’t really expect otherwise. Nick and I have been together for nearly 3 years now. So his friends have sort of become mine. Sometimes, I wish things could be a little different. I wish that my parents wouldn’t be so strict and let me out to do whatever I want! It’s not like I’m 5!!! I’m already more than 20 years old!

Anyhow, I think they shouldn’t have let me stay alone in the first place, in that case. Once they let me stay out in the hostels, I grew up and made a lot of my own decisions. Yes, I admit, I made a lot of stupid decisions, but I sleep in the bed I make. But the thing is I’m used to my life of independence. I’m used to doing things by myself and not having to ask for permission.

Right now, all I have is messages from Nick to let me know what’s going on and what they’re talking about. It would be nice to be there and I’d like to think that they’re all so relaxed around me that they can talk about anything. Ah well, I’ll have to wait donkey years before that can happen again.

2007-02-01T12:21:00.000+08:00

Things Kids Say and Do (Part II)

This is what my brother told me just yesterday night.

Bert: zhe zhe ar... my friend told me to eat more long beans
Me : why ar?
Bert: cos his daddy said that if you eats loads of long beans, you grow tall...
Me : ...

how do you respond to that? anyhow, the little fella is full of weird comments and words that i swear, there are times you want to yell at him and times you just feel like laughing at him. but i think dad's super funny. i think when you have more than one kid, you tend to get a bit messed up.

Situation : dad wants me to clean my brother's room (which i obviously won't like doing)

Dad : Boy... er, bert..aiya, girl ar!!!
Me : .... you still can't get our names right eh?

it doesn't happen once in a while! it's nearly 70% of the time when he calls us to his room. it starts off with the child he sees in front of him, then realising his error, he runs through the rest of the names he calls us, ending up with all three of us in the room... hahah!