Sending Off 2006

I'm in a rush actually. Going for work. So, I'll just briefly send off 2006.

I won't be around for the countdown...again...

Ya. It kinda sucks. Cause I never ever get to usher in the new year properly (at least not for the past two years). I only always come back in time to start living the new year. Oh well...things can't always go your way.

Anyway, 2006 has been full of sweet and bitter things for me. Some things I wished I could turn back time to repair, and some others I wished it had happened earlier. Work has been gradually improving for me. Family....well that....could be better....

What ever it is, I'm thankful for the friends I made this year. Thankful for knowing them better. Thankful for seeing some people's true colours too. I'm just glad I have them around and can turn to them for better or for worse.

Here's wishing everyone a better year ahead~ *Raise glasses* Cling* Drink up*

Fatt Mou...

It means mould (as in fungus) if you didn't know already.

I hate the word. And I hate its meaning.

I was happilly sitting on my chair using the laptop as usual two days ago, then when I decided to stand up, I accidently hit the underneath of my table. A normal reaction would be to rub the bruise....so I almost did. Then I saw a patch of grey coloured stuff on my pyjamas. Then I looked under the table....and this is what I saw....


I was horrified, disgusted and almost wanted to puke. It was utterly gross! My table was moulding big time!! Damn....

And in case you can't see the fungus properly, here is another picture with flash. The white stuff is the utterly gross thingy....


Why la...tell me why all these things have to happen to me? I am like the cleanest of them all. I make sure my room is free of bugs and ants and creepy crawlies. But they still find a way to come and haunt me.

Haih~

Sunlight Loving!

Woo~

Today I stepped out bright and early and guess what? It wasn't RAINING!!

*Happy happy joy joy*

I was in such a good mood, I went to Bugis, Lavender, Harbour Front and Tampines all in one freaking day! Hahahha... All in the name of friends...

Actually, its such a good day to do laundry and let my clothes dry naturally. But I've been such a bum lately, it feels good to be out with real people. Of course the weather helped alot. With rain, I'd probably skipped Harbour Front and Tampines.

Seriously, when I saw sunlight thru the MRT windows this morning, I was pretty excited. The first of the sun I've seen in many many days. ^.^\/

*Waves hands in the air and does some sun dance*

Happy Christmas Ho Ho Ho...

Yah right...

Happy Christmas indeed.

I'm nursing a flu, cough and headache. Suppose to have Mandy home (at least) for Christmas, but she got called up for work, so now I'm all alone.

Just had cup noodles. Its raining, and I'm feeling too sick to go out last minute shopping.

How much more pathetic can my Christmas be?

Ho Ho Ho *cough cough*

Oh well...if I can't have a happy one...at least I hope my family and friends do...

Merry Christmas to all! Hope everyone parties on my behalf!

*Christmas*

Its just a week away from Christmas.

I heard some Christmas songs today and suddenly thought about the conversation I had with Joel when I met up with him and Joyce two weeks ago.

*we were walking around looking at clothes in a particular shop* HM hears a Christmas song playing over the speakers*

HM: Sigh~ Its been a long time since I heard Christmas songs....

Joel: *looks blankly at HM for a moment, then starts grinning*

HM: What?

Joel: Christmas is only once a year, of course you long time no hear Christmas songs la, missy!

HM: What the.... -.-"'

Now we know how important choice of words are....even in our daily conversations....

When you've changed into someone I don't know anymore....it feels kinda weird.

I suddenly find myself questioning on how much do I really know you to begin with.

I look at you, thinking I've got lots to say, but actually in the end, I don't say nothing at all.

How...tell me how am I gonna break this barrier between us? How am I suppose to bring down the wall you've built around yourself without hurting either one of us?

I've tried talking, it doesn't work. I've tried mailing, I don't receive no reply. If you refuse to communicate with me....we're just going towards a dead end.

*speechless*

Blog akan tergendala....

Rush Rush Rush

Everything these days seem to be in a rush for me. I'm getting lazier by the day to plan my life according to days. Either follow routine or act on spur of the moment. Easier for now.

I'm leaving for a week, then heading back to KL. Alot of friends know about it...so I'm gonna have a headache trying to plan and meet up with everyone. In any case I miss out on anyone...I really don't mean it. I'll just have to see you next year. *wink*

Now I've gotta rush for bed. Leaving early morning. Hope my bag can fit some shopping, its almost full to the brim right now. *sigh* Don't know what to unpack...everything seems important....

Goodnite...

Today...

I managed to accomplish quite alot of things. Met my friends, bought some furniture and even had time to clear out the store room.

The weather was fine and made me wish that I was in Perhentian enjoying it's clear blue sky, cool sea breeze, and the clear blue water. How I wish I could get a healthy tan right now. *put on shades, sit back and relax....ahhhh...*

When can I go for a holiday....a real holiday....

Bugging Thoughts

There's been plenty bugging my thoughts recently. Its a little personal, I can't blog about it. So I sit and stare at the blank page for quite a while. My thoughts are messed up, worse than the pasta I cooked. I wish there was a proper way to communicate my feelings to my loved ones. A proper way to tell them the things bothering me, without them jumping to conclusions and making unnecessary assumptions.

Everything I say may not come out right. Especially not when I'm trying to cry and talk at the same time. My multi-tasking skills do not work that way. I can't even concentrate or focus on topics when I'm getting panicky on making people understand me. It gets worse when there is a long silence or faked attention given to me.

I wish I could ease people's worries and add them to my own. Sometimes suffering alone is better than suffering together.

Heart Decisions...

It's difficult when you've gotta choose between two.

Heart No.1: Baby Charrise

This little baby has been my mom's past time since I left KL. My mom baby sits her five days a week while her parents are away at work. She's turning two next month. Everyone in my family loves and adores her dearly. We're sometimes so obsessed with her, we pretend that she's around even when she's not.

Heart No.2: Furby


This shitzu puppy has just joined the family a few days ago. My sis got her as a birthday present from a friend. Although Furby is new to us, she is cute and a good pup in comparison to other dogs. The little thing hardly barks and is so 'manja' with almost anyone. I'm quite terrified of dogs, but I really gotta give in to this one...

Now...the dilemma...

The baby's parent's are not so keen on sending their daughter over anymore since we have a dog in the house. Its quite understandable from a parent's point of view. So now my poor sis feels bad since she is quite attached to Baby Charrise but also loves dogs (and had been waiting to get one since many years back). She is thinking of selling Furby so that we can still see Baby Charrise.

I think its tragic. Either way....it is gonna be tragic....*Haih~*

Happy Birthday Sis~

Since its not over yet...let me wish you again...

Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday!

I did some calculations and realised you just turned, what? 19 years old? *Pause* Shit...I hate you. You are not even 21 yet...Sometimes you just appear more mature than me. Hahahahah....

Anyway, your birthday just lead me to recall the time I was visiting you and mom at the hospital when you were given birth. Of course, my memory fails me tremendously in some matters, so I can only recall the pictures we took. Me, carrying the tiny you, posing for a pic. You can look that up in your photo album. I was wearing a white top with a red skirt. Yah...red...skirt...*bleh*

When you first came into the world, I was still trying to learn the meaning of the word 'share'. Then you started crawling, and baby talking, and yadda yadda yadda, I had to adapt to the meanings of 'losing' and 'giving in'. What do you expect? I was pampered for five years, everything to myself. I loved the alone time with all my toys and all the adult adoration. You were an evil attention grabber! So sien~

But its good to have sister company these days. Didn't waste time in all the sibling rivalry. It was good investment that brought us closer together I reckon. No? *Grin*

Anyway, like always....nag nag nag nag nag nag nag...*pause*...nag nag nag nag nag nag.... *pause* nag nag nag...Oh well...you should know what I wanna say. Just take care and don't let us worry too much bout you. Have a good one!! ^.^\/

When You Tear...

It means you miss someone.

I'm missing so many people right now I can't sleep. I wish....

I could hug my mom now.
my dad would tell me he loves me.
my sis would kacau me right now.
things could go back the same with my brother.
I could talk to Karen right now.
I could hear Yeemai's laughter.
Yap would bring me and Serena on a car ride now.
Yeh Yeh would start a emoticon war with me on MSN.
Adelaide was here to tell me 'watever'.
Ebel would pat my back and tell me everything will be OK.

This could go on and on. But I think I should stop before I start missing more.

*wipes a tear away and reluctantly goes to bed*

When You Tear...

It means you are hurt.

I read an uncalled for message from a friend on Friendster earlier today. I teared...cause I was hurt. Hurt because of the things he said about me. About how I 'misunderstood' some people's intentions and stuff. About how I don't understand certain situations because I never put myself in their shoes.

I'm sorry that he feels that way.

I'm not bragging that I am always considerate for others. But I think, I sometimes try too hard to put myself in people's position, till I put myself in a spot. I'm a sensitive girl, (though I hate to admit that most of the time) I emo a lot. Just because you think you know me, doesn't mean you know me well. I'm disappointed that being true to friends does not always mean that you're the same to them. Sometimes its a one way traffic.

Its a shame that my views on certain issues angered him to think of me as a selfish and inconsiderate freak. Yes, the message was between you and me, which is why you might never understand how I feel.

Short Update

Have been feeling vast emotions lately. I don't think it has anything to do with PMS. Just got lots going on in my mind at current.

Right at this moment I'm feeling pretty empty. Like I don't know what I'm contributing to life exactly. It feels like I can't seem to pick myself up from the ground. Days are passing kinda fast too.

Can't think properly now to write anything decent. I can feel a whole load of stuff going thru my brains but none of it actually standing out or sitting in. Starting to feel like the back of my head is being pounded profusely. I think I'll continue here when I feel less shitty.

Loss for Words

I have like tonnes of stuff I'd like to let out. But I can't. Not entirely because I don't know how to. But more like because I can't let it out. Cause its too personal. Its irritating the hell out of me. I have no idea how I'm gonna think this over or come to terms with the matter. *looks up for help* Please tell me what to do....

* lets out the longest sigh ever.....*

When I am not sick...I am hungry...

After the shit-full event of throwing up and drowning in medication, I am well now. Except the sore throat part that is.

I had to survive on 'wantan' soup in Hong Kong for a while. Until which I gave up totally for the glorious 'chan dan fan' (luncheon meat with eggs and rice), my favourite desserts, some 'ka li yu dan' (curry fish balls), loads of dim sum and the 'siew ngor char siew fan' (goose with BBQ pork rice). *wipes the drool*

Had a wonderful trip this time. Can't wait to go back to Hong Kong again. Wish I could bring my family there....

I am hungry now. I wanna go look for lunch now...update later!

When Shit Happens...

After that full-of-shit-conversation I had with my sis, I had a splitting headache and decided to go to bed at 10pm. Good for me, I did fall asleep. But I woke up in the middle of the night about 2 plus in the morning feeling funny in the stomach. Then I threw up...a little. I tried to go back to bed. But got up about 15 minutes later to throw up again. Utterly gross....I could see my lunch coming out.

Couldn't really sleep much after that. Just toss and turn in bed feeling really uncomfortable. Had to go see a doctor when I woke up in the afternoon yesterday. This doctor is much better than the previous psycho I went to. This one even took my temperature when I told him I didn't have a fever. But I was actually burning up at 38 degrees. After the check up, he concluded that I've got either food poisoning or gastric flu. Gave me freaking lots of pills to pop.

Damn shit the feeling when you are sick and all alone. Wanna buy food also nobody buy for you. Wanna cook food also nobody cook for you. All you can do is lie there and wallow in your own self pity cause nobody is there to care for you, at least not physically...

*Sigh~*

How Shit Happens...

Recently, my stomach hasn't been very well. I've been going to toilet more than once a day, which is so not my regular thing. But according to Yeemai, its very healthy to go toilet at least 3 times a day. Anyway, it lead me to having this full-of-shit-conversation with my sis.

HM (Chairman of the Bored) says:
Aiye...
damn shitty feeling la...
the whole day keep feel like shitting only...

c e l i n e says:
forever also wanna shit

HM (Chairman of the Bored) says:
i duno why la...
the shit feeling just keeps on coming

c e l i n e says:
lazy ppl always like that one
lately i also like that

HM (Chairman of the Bored) says:
then when I walk to the toilet...dun feel like shitting d...

c e l i n e says:
same!! we are like twins!!

HM (Chairman of the Bored) says:
pls la...I'm like older 5 years lor...

c e l i n e says:
then if shit also shit abit only rite?

HM (Chairman of the Bored) says:
kinda la...depends

c e l i n e says:
lol....nonsence la
u full of shit la...always talk bout shit only

I think it went on for a bit more. But all censored. Dear sis, me? full of shit? Muahahaha....It takes one to know another! *Bleh*

I am Hungry....

Evil Yeemai!

Sip and slurp on her 'Dong Gua ' soup when I told her I was feeling hungry. Now its gotten worse with all the sound effects from her.

And I've got nothing much to snack on except for chocolates and instant noodles. I won't give in at this hour of the day...no...I can't give in....*Arrghhh*

Evil Yeemai! *bleh*

*goes to bed with a very hungry stomach and super duper grouchiness*

Absolut Mooncake Festival

Don't know what got into Mandy last night. She seemed to have felt sentimental or some what emotional about moon cake festival and not being able to properly celebrate it. So I suggested we have a proper meal downstairs to celebrate the occasion.

We ordered hot plate beancurd, asam fish, a plate of veggie, a hot and spicy soup, plus two bowls of rice. That was a freaking huge portion to be shared by two, but we almost...almost wiped it clean. I really think I can scare guys away with the amount of food I'm able to eat. Oh well, it only goes to show that I'm a healthy being. ^.^\/

Anyway, we got home, sat around, then Mandy got up and started dusting her bottle of Absolut Peach sitting on the shelf. I joked about how long that bottle had been sitting there and that I've got another Absolut Ruby Red and Malibu to add to that collection. Then, she was suddenly hyped up to get drunk. Go buy mixer from 7-eleven at 12 midnight, come back, open bottle, then cheers all the way.

After the first glass (Absolut Peach with lemon juice and soda water), I could feel myself turning red already. Downed the second glass (Absolut Peach with peach tea), and I was almost there. Sipped on the third glass (Absolut Peach with 7-up) and I was ready to drop dead. I got up to get me more ice and practically fell on the sofa after that. *ha ha ha* Which reminds me how I must never drink in public. I think I had another half glass and Mandy had the rest of it.

Did I mention that I dislike drinking? I just like to sip a little and watch people get drunk. Its more fun that way I think. But I did get high last year celebrating Erin's birthday. Its an occasion where its difficult to say no to alcohol, cause everyone else was bugging. Four of us left behind a one litre bottle of Absolut Vodka with probably 1cm of it left. I was not going to let that happen again. Once is enough....

So, that was how I had an Absolut 'fantastic' *yeah rite, rolls eyes* mooncake festival.

In the end...

I still went out. Did what I had to do, and I still went out in spite of being p-i-s-s-e-d last night. So useless right? See la...cancerians still have soft spots lor...

P-i-s-s-e-d

Just came back from work today. Damn many ass people around...

I hate it when I'm put in a spot. You know, like those kind of situation when A tells you to do something, then B asks you to do something else? Then at the end of the day when things screws up, its all your fault cause you didn't follow somebody's instructions? Its irritating! Cause in the first place, listen to A and ignore B, you die....listen to B and ignore A also you die...*dies*

Okay. Don't talk about work already.

I am still p-i-s-s-e-d.

I hate it when people asks me something then when I come to a decision and tell a not-so-preferred-answer, they give me all sorts of shit. You ask me, "I'm going 'somewhere'tomorrow, do you want to come? Then maybe we can go for a k-session." I tell you, "Ermm...I don't think so, I've got some things I need to do tomorrow." Then you go, "You ah, forever like that one la. I think all cancerians are the same. Its your star sign. You all like to give all sorts of excuses and stay home one. Always moody one."

o_O

Haloo? I just said I have some things to do. You don't have to bring up my star sign or say that I am MOODY. I am sometimes moody, but not like all the time ok! Its a sensitive issue if you know my star sign so well. *huffs*

Make me feel as though I am so damn anti-social. Macam I stay home all the time and not happening at all. I'm sure we have days when we just prefer to stay away from crowds or other people. Doesn't mean that I have more of those kind of days makes me a moody individual. So there!

Good. Night.

I.M.S.I.C.K.

It all started with the many fried tempuras I never had. I should've known better than to have 3 types of tempura all in a day. Then I had to go and indulge in a chocolate fondue feast. Only two of us, but the chocolate fondue was practically wiped clean.

Came home feeling major pain in my throat. The next day the pain got better but I started a sneezing frenzy. Went to work as per-normal only to make it worse. Had fever on and off. Went to see a doctor after work. The weirdest doctor I've ever met. This was part of the conversation we had...

Doctor: So, what is wrong with you?

HM: I had sore throat, then flu, fever and now I'm coughing.

Doctor: When was the last time you had your menses?

HM: o_O *pause a while*
Ermm...I can't remember *thinks what does that have to do with my
flu and cough?*

Doctor: Roughly tell me a date.

HM: Erm...maybe mid or end of last month?

Doctor: Give me a date *sounded very persistent*

HM: *tries to count backwards....* Maybe somewhere during 18th to 20 someting?

Doctor: Give me a date.

HM: -.-"' 20th *don't care anymore...just hentam*

That conversation itself bantered on for at least 5 minutes. And I really have no freaking idea what is the connection between my monthly cycle to my illness. Anyway, that was just the beginning. Later on....

HM: I had ear ache as well.

Doctor: Ok. *reached out for a torch light*
You look at the other side, on the wall maybe and see if the light shines through.

HM: What? o_O

Doctor: *seems amused and laughs at his own joke*

HM: *OMG, that was like...damn lame...*

This doctor really is a little psycho. He is quite old, definately more than 50 years of age. When I told him I was having fever, the least he could do was take a temperature for me. Instead, he used his hand to feel my forehead and neck to see if I was burning up. Weird la...

I'm no where near to feeling better yet. Still croaking away when I try to talk and my sore throat seems to be coming back. Sienz...

How now?

Was on the phone with my mom just now. Talked about whether or not I should quit my job, whether or not I should leave here and go back to KL. This conversation has repeated so many times, I've already lost count of it...

Its a difficult decision for me to make. My parents don't want to put any financial burden on me, so they advice me to go on with life as how I planned it. But how can I? Like let my parents support both my siblings' education on their own? Cause I definately won't be able to contribute much or at all if I pack my bags now and go home. Drag and buy time...that's all I can do for now while I think about it.

Then I gave a long overdued call to my aunt's. Wanted to talk to my grandma, but she was already asleep. Ever since my (maternal) grandpa passed away, the nagging my mom always gave me about visiting and calling my (paternal) grandma has been digging deep into my heart. I know I'm a terrible grand daughter.

My grandma has been suffering from several illness, namely parkinson's disease, osteoporosis, thyriod and other minor elderly ailments. She thinks negatively about her illness. Always mentions that she is a burden to others, just sitting around waiting for death. Tell me, how to console her? Everytime I visit her, I wish there was something I could do to lessen her grief.

*Aih* So heart wrenching when I think of all these things...I can only feel pain...

Some Motto...

Was chatting with a guy friend on MSN messenger, just a while ago. Have not seen him for over a year. He asked me the normal, how is life, how is work, and then how is love...

When I told him I am still unattached, he actually typed out the words R-E-M-A-R-K-A-B-L-E.

Great. Another person who thinks I am some problem persona that is why I am still single. Just what I needed *Rolls eyes*

He went on to question me if I was confused with my sexuality or gender. He mentioned maybe I was looking for too much in a person....yadda yadda yadda. He even went to the extent of telling me that I am exactly like one of his girl friend and how she is doomed, cause she always has no feelings for the guys who are after her.

So, all these I know...what about a solution?

Then, he shares with me, a brilliant motto that he lives by...

"Dont find someone you can live with, find someone you cant live without"

Wahh....so deep...but true...

But I am not suppose to find...remember? Cause if I force these things, it will not come...so how?

*Panic*

Really thought I lost my thumbdrive for good. Couldn't find it when I was leaving for KL. Then yesterday night when I came back, started searching again. My room is really freaking messy. I used to be more organized. If not organized, at least a motivated organizer. The mess in my room contributed to a hard time looking for my thumbdrive. No sign of it...

This morning I tried again. Looked in at all the possible places I might've left it. I double checked all my bag compartments and.... guess what? I finally found it in one of my pouch, the one which carries all my hp charger and usb cables. I brought that pouch all the way from Singapore to KL to Singapore again thinking that I've lost my thumbdrive. Brilliant isn't it?

I've totally lost it....My memory that is....

Back..

in KL this time. Lazy me actually took a bus back. Have been tied with stuff so I haven't been updating as often as I'd like to. But this was meant as a time filler for me anyway. My only ardent reader is probably myself...and maybe my sis...

Anyway, no mood to write today...

We'll see how tomorrow goes....

Extreme Changes...

I've gotten my long hair cropped short. My ex-classmate is getting married in October and I didn't even know she was attached. One of my good friends has been going out with a guy for 4 months and I just found out about it. My use to be housemate got rejected suddenly by her new landlord. So many more things has been happening and I don't have the time to talk about it.

I have to go for work now. Catch up when I'm back....hopefully...

Btw....

Since I can't sleep, might as well blog abit more. Catch up with some lost time.

I had my first mobile conference call just now. How interesting and exciting. Technology really never fails to amaze me. Anyway, I was so excited I had to shout across my room for Erin.

"Erin? Erin! Erinnnnn!"

No reaction. So, I tried again. This time, louder.

"ERin? ERIn! ERINnnn?"

I sit and wait (ya, I know I'm lazy), looking outside my room door for her to appear. Pause. Still no reaction. So, I turn and reach for my mobile and dialled her number. It rings endlessly, but no answer. Damn.

Five minutes later, she finally walked out of her room and I called for her attention.

"I think I die in my room also nobody knows. Yell for you, you kenot hear. Call you, you never pick up. Sai...."

"Hah? You called meh?"

-.-'''

Note to Erin: I'm going to miss the days when I can do these with you around. Yup, you are right that I'm gonna miss you. But its true. I'm sure you'll miss having me to nag at you too. Regardless whatever confrontations we had or other bad stuff that happened, I won't forget you as a friend and housemate. After all, its my first time living out. I guess I'll still meet you at our favourite mall and catch up with you whenever we can. Just remember to take care of yourself and be more careful with things now that you are moving out. Carefree is good, but careful is better. All the best gal!

Old Habits Die Hard

Here I am again. Stuck with staring at the ceiling when its time to sleep. Like when is this gonna end? Insomnia again or what?

I am really really, very very, freaking freaking, T - I - R - E - D. Phsyically especially. My whole body is aching. I refuse to credit this to my age. I am still young. *bleh*

Now I've got to find something to do so I can go back to sleep. What do you suggest? Play some online games? Listen to music? Just lay in bed? I did all that already. Anything new please buzz me.

Thanks in advance.

Lost Loves...

Recently, people around me are having problems with their love lives. Most of them appeared to be of shock to me. Planning for marriages one moment and the next, they tell you they've ended the relationship.

How bizzare.

Makes me really wonder if all is worth giving in the name of love....

What's Happened Now...

I finally signed the contract with my landlord to extend another year of rental for his place. But before that I had a whole long conversation with my previous agent (the one who engaged us to this place we are staying now) who was obviously testing my patience and I was about to throw someone out of the window.

He has been a real nuisance off lately. I don't even know where to start. Anyway, I don't want to talk to him if necessary, so I shall not talk about him if necessary either.

Goodnite...

On the Progress of Things

Since all the drama....

I am still feeling guilty about not attending the funeral, my mom is back in KL and the cold war looks like a pretty good chance of a treaty.

I wish and hope that my normal life will return soon.

Pray for me please...

On the Cold War

Just before leaving for my trip to Osaka, Mandy, Erin and I had a talk about our moving out condition. We were looking for a new place with bigger space, but in vain. The market price for rental just went up and things were not in our favour since there was a great demand but no supply for places out for rent.

So, we had a discussion about staying on and renewing our contract and finding a new housemate because Erin wanted to move out regardless. From discussion, some tension built up and before I know it, it became some sort of confrontation and argument.

I woke up from my nap, groggy...yet to pack my luggage for the trip...still guilty for not attending the funeral...and the cold war started. I just couldn't take the pressure and had to break down. I hate arguments especially if I'm involved in it.

That day, minimal conversation was carried out after the 'discussion'. It felt awfully weird...it still does...

On My Trip To Osaka

After my grandfather's funeral, my mom had to rush over to meet me in Singapore. We were to catch a flight to Osaka, Japan for a short holiday. I had planned this holiday for months and my mom went through a lot of trouble trying to apply for the visa.

I know...

It sounds so wrong to be going for a trip just right after her dad's (my grandfather's) funeral. But her siblings told her to go ahead. After all, my grandfather died at a proud age of 92. After all the trouble with her visa, she decided not to waste it. So, we went ahead with our plans.

We weren't exactly in the holiday mood. Tried to enjoy but the weather was an additional spoiler. It rained the whole time we were there.

I enjoyed most when my mom related to me about my grandfather. She obviously misses him, that's why she talks about him. The guilt feeling that I couldn't be there to see him one last time will probably follow me for the rest of my life.

On My Grandfather

I was in London when I received news about my grandfather being hospitalized. He had a sudden moment of weak knees and injured himself. After his operation, the doctor advised that he stayed in bed for 3 months to ensure maximum rest.

My mom sent text messages to me informing me about the situation. She decided to make a day trip to Penang to visit him. I asked her if I should cancel the trip to Osaka. She said we should be able to proceed and she'll update me on how he is getting on. The network was super screwed up, cause I kept receiving the same messages over and over again. But I never received the new ones...

The following day, I was out for a while and left my handphone in the hotel room. Two unknown calls were reflected on my mobile when I went back. I never thought it was emergency call from my mom. I left the hotel for lunch, but I felt uneasy the whole time. I thought I was experiencing one of my lousy mood swings again....until my mom called, scolded me for not replying her messages, and I still had no idea what was going on, then she blurted that my grandfather passed away.

Apparently, he was kicking up a fuss about going home after the operation and refused the doctor's advice about staying in bed. The nurses couldn't handle him, so they gave him a shot to make him sleep. I think it was an over dose of sedation. He didn't wake up after that....

I felt so terrible. For missing the messages, missing the call, and missing not being there. By the time my mom contacted me, my whole family and other relatives had arrived in Penang and was in the midst of preparing for the funeral. I was shocked and stunned and crying in public. I tried to work out the flights going to Penang, hoping I'll be able to make it for the funeral wake. But I could hardly think straight.

Its not like I was close to my grandfather. I was never around him much. He spoke in Hokkien dialect with a heavy China chinese accent which I hardly understood. He lived in Penang which I probably visited only once in a couple of years. The last time I saw him was during my graduation for Degree. That was about it.

Anyway, I missed his funeral. I feel awful and guilty. All the flights that could've brought me there were all at the wrong timing. I just hope he understands...

On Life Without Blogging (Pt.3)

Wah sai~

It feels like centuries since I last came online to blog. What to do...laptop was giving me problems (just managed to bring it home today).

So many things happened since I last complained about not being able to blog. I had problems looking for a new place to move, my mom couldn't apply for her Japan visa until the very last minute, then I found out my grandfather (my maternal side) passed away, a cold war happened between my housemates and I brought my mom for a trip to Osaka.

What a wonderful time indeed.

Life Without Blogging (Pt.2)

Shit.

Yup. This time around, life without blogging is shit-ty.

I was geared up and all ready to write an essay about turning 24 when my sucky laptop decided to blank on me again! Of all days...on my birthday....

Anyway, I'm suppose to be accompanying Erin to watch the Germany vs Italy match right this moment. But I'm abusing her allowing-of-me-to-use-her-laptop by blogging. Selfishness. I better go before she yells G-O-A-L or gives me a yellow card.

I'll be back when my laptop gets back. Until then...

*PS: Thank you for letting me borrow your laptop Erin!*

Life Without Blogging...

I haven't exactly been around recently. Even if I was, half of the time I'm out and about or trying to catch up with some stuff at home. My computer has also been away from me the past week.

I can't really recall life for the last week. Probably nothing much happening, so nothing much to remember. So, life without blogging...

wasn't so bad for me...

Anyway, I took a bus home just now. Half of the journey was disturbing. I say, parents should never ever quarrel in front of their kids, yet alone in public! This couple was going on and on about how to renovate or paint their house. Then daddy brings up the topic about World Cup and tells his son that he's excited to be watching it. Daddy tells son to watch it with him. Then mommy starts nagging about how kids under ten years old should be asleep before twelve midnight. Son looks grouchy. Mommy and daddy go on about who's right and who's wrong...yadda yadda yadda...

Stupid adults! Poor kid...*shakes head*

I really think quarelling between couples should be done behind closed doors. Its not fair to humiliate one another in public. So wrong. So so so wrong...

Away Again

Yes. This is not the first time. I'll be away again for about a week.

Haven't been updating because my brain lacks of oxygen and rest. The past few days have been busy, trying to look for a new place to move and getting my Japan trip moving (Yups...going to Japan for holiday with my mom).

Anyway, my laptop will be at friend's place while I'm gone. Getting some stuff fixed...hopefully...

Till then....

Blog tergendala....

Conversation

Adelaide is feeling sick.

Adelaide says:
Eh....tomorrow you better call and check on me. Make sure I'm still alive ok! After I faint at home also nobody knows.

HM says:
Ok. Tomorrow I call you. Hopefully you haven't fainted. I'll say, "Halo Halo? Adelaide you there? You sore throat cannot talk issit? Or you fainted d? If fainted please clap your hands so I can send help over. Roger?? Roger??"

Adelaide:
-.-'''

HM:
HAhahahahahahaha.....(Shiok sendiri)

So lame. I know ^.^\/

Recovery Mode

Haiseh...

Came back after ten days of happy holiday-ing. Then straight to work. Just came back from work today. My laundry is over spilling, room needs a moping, and things need to be organized. Tell me, like when do I not do these things anyway?

I am spoilt rotten when I am back in KL thats why. So now in recovery mode.

Seems like I did turn a little darker after my Perhentian trip. But it looks like its in patches. Super ugly. Not like how I wanted it to turn out. Haih~ I'll never achieve that perfect tanned skin...

I'll write about my trip to Pulau Perhentian....maybe tomorrow. Hah haha...goodnite!

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes. I am very bored. But the happy bored type. Hahahhha...

Nobody will understand. Cause all my fellow friends in Malaysia have to work during weekdays, so nobody to layan me. My sis has to go college, hang out with friends and deal with deadly assignments while I rot at home. My brother is like Mr. Vampire, sleep throughout the day and hogs the computer at night. My dad is away for work and my mom is busy baby-sitting.

So happilly bored I am. *clap clap clap*

I think I should paint or draw or spring clean my stuff. I haven't done any of that in a long time.

*Yawn*

Maybe I'll nap first. Its almost 3.30pm during the day. It sounds like a good time to nap...

Hahahha....*fade laughter* Feels good to be breaking~

*Shields self from all dagger eyes* ^.^\/

How's Me?

I've leisurely spent my days at home in KL so far. Feels good. But the weekend is nearing. Means I gotta go back to work soon. Which sucks...

Anyway, I shall not mention work, since I'm suppose to be on a break right now. Let me give an update since I haven't been online much recently.

Life hasn't exactly been boring or exciting for me. I'm healthy, I'm sane, I'm eating well, I'm good. Trying to make a difference in my own life. But don't know how. I sometimes feel like a headless chicken walking aimlessly with no directions. Other times I feel like I have made up my mind on certain matters only to worry about the decision 5 minutes later.

I know. I am lost.

But right now, I think its perfectly fine. Its perfectly common. Tell me who doesn't feel lost once in a while? Just as long as I am not avoiding issues or responsibilities. I think I am alright.

I should be.... . . . . . . a l r i g h t .

Holi! Holi! Holi!

My long awaited break has come! I am so happy. This is really sit back and relax. I have so many things to do. Sit home and rot with my family, meet up with my friends and go for a trip to Pulau Perhentian. Woohoo~

Can't wait...

Gastric Pangs?

I can't possibly be feeling gastric pain right now. I had a brilliant sushi lunch and some self-made (more like instant-made) macaroni and cheese for dinner. But it's true. My stomach is aching and I'm almost in a curled up position sitting here trying to type.

Hate the feeling. It can be so painful, sometimes you just wanna die... -.-

Anyway, I won't be around to update until another week or probably two weeks. This piece of info is for those who really think I'd die from the stomach pains. Ha Ha...

I'm gonna go curl up in the bed now. Goodnite...

1 Litre of Tears...

Karen introduced to me a 11 episode Japanese drama entitled "1 Litre of Tears". I left the CD aside for quite some time, until recently. I watched it because I had trouble sleeping.

This show and its title, no kidding...

I believe at the end of the 11th episode, I had already cried one litre of tears. *Rubs swollen eyes*

It is based on a true story. About a 15 year old girl who was diagnosed with a disease known as spino-something-cullar-something-something. Its a disease that will eventually unable a person to walk, talk or even eat like a normal human being. There is no cure to it.

The series followed on how she found out about the disease, how she tried to make the best out of her life after that, how she had to give up on all the things a teenager could do because she was not up to it and how she died. Damn sad.

Makes me wonder sometimes, why I am always complaining about my own life. I am healthy and I should be thankful for that. There is nothing more important than health. Sigh... *Feels guilty about being greedy*

Gambate-neh!

I Can't Sleep!!

I was in bed at 1am. Like an hour ago. Rolled to the right, rolled to the left, stopped rolling, then rolled again. I can't sleep. So I switched the lights on to write something, then proceeded to roll in bed again. I freaking cannot sleep!

So, now I'm here. Online and not sleeping. I know Erin will whack me for not trying to sleep, but I tried, I really did.

Who needs coffee to keep awake? I don't even drink coffee to begin with...

My Bus Experience...

I took a bus back from the airport last night. Something I only do once in a while, and definately not during the night. Cause after I alight at the bus stop, I still need to walk uphill about 5 minutes to reach home. During the night, its a little scary for me.

Anyway, something went wrong with the bus service last night and resulted in a long queue of people. When the bus finally reached, everyone boarded and I knew I was going to end up standing near the driver's seat. With a heavy bag in toll, I was already eyeing on a spot where I could put my baggage and stand to support it without being in the way of others.

But no.

These four teenage boys had to go put their shopping there and two of them actually had the cheek to sit there. They were blocking the way of others with their knees sticking out. Okay fine. They got there first. So, I'll stop bitching about them.

As I mentioned earlier, the bus service was screwed for that night, so every bus stop had at least a few people waiting to board the bus. If those who were standing right behind of the bus made some space, we could jolly well accomodate more people. But nobody was moving. I half expected the driver to stand up and yell on top of his voice, "Masuk belakang, masuk belakang, MASUK BELAKANG!!!" But this would only happen in KL. We just had to move ourselves when you're in Singapore.

I overheard one guy complaining about how packed the bus was. I thought to myself, "This is nothing man. You've still got at least 3-5cm before you rub shoulder or asses with a stranger. Wait till you take a bus in KL. That is super sardine pack. That is what you call madness!"

I ain't complaining. But if given a choice, I'd still prefer a cab or car anytime. Cause I wasted a freaking hour for that bus ride.

5 years...

Today, I had a chat with one of my friends through MSN, just like any other day. Until he told me that he was having doubts about his relationship with his girlfriend of 5 years. 5 years....

I remember a few months back, he was telling me how he missed his girlfriend when she's not around, how badly he wants her to move in with him, how he wanted to prepare for their future together. But now, he tells me he's having doubts.

First reaction, I asked him why. He says he doesn't want to be stuck to one girl when there might be others. He says after 5 years of being together and living together, there is nothing much you can do anymore. Is that true?

I'm pretty sure that girl does not know for nuts that he is having these thoughts. If I'm in her shoes, I'd be crushed to know my boyfriend thinks that way of me. I'd be lost for words that he is dumping me because he wants to experience some other relationship. All these, just because he thinks he might be losing out on better options.

I know there is a possibility of your love and affections fading. But crap. Do you know what the hell are you talking about here? 5 years of being together is going to go down the drain just because you think there might be some other girls out there better than her. Its like a huge risk to take. What if you couldn't find someone a better match for you? Are you counting on your ex to take you back? I don't think in relationships, there are such things as contingency plans.

But heck. You live your own life. I just listen and watch. All I can say is, please think before you act. All the best....*shakes your hand and gives you a pat on the back*

Reply: To my friend.

Never.

Never in my life has anyone asked me to "Buck the fuck up already".

That was a whole mouthful when I read it. But I assure you that I fully understand its meaning.

I guess recently I've been seeing a whole lot of successful young people, moving fast and moving forward. And everytime I take a step forward, I panic, cause I'm not as fast and not as good in directions myself. Everyone knows when they want to turn at junctions or go right across. I only know how to stop and let everyone else whizz past me.

Maybe I haven't been thinking well. Haven't been clear about my directions and ambitions. Which makes my brains rust and memory failure takes over. I truly don't want that to ever happen. But it is happening.

Not many people I console in is reaching out to pull my hands. Maybe its cause I didn't ask? But I thank God, that I've still got friends like you. People who shake me up. People who make me realise I want to get on with life.

I can't promise that I've seen the rainbow on the other end. I can't promise I know whether I want to turn right or left, or make a crossing. I can only say that I don't want to "hammer nails into a premature coffin".

Cause I never again want to hear you say, "Buck the fuck up already".

Give Me A Hug Please?

Until now, I have not come across a person who dislikes being hugged.

I love hugs, who doesn't? Especially when its the right amount of squeeze you put into it. Ahhh...

*Tsk*

But I'm weird. When I ask for a hug, nobody wants to hug me. When I don't have the mood to hug, people squeeze the hell out of me. That's just how life is, I guess.

I'm glad I have a huggy family though (except for my dad). My sis is quite skinny, so hugging her is like wrapping your arms around a branch. Brother gives a hug occassionally to send me off whenever I leave KL. But I think my mom gives the bestest hugs. Any angle you hug her from, you'll still get a good hug (and I meant it in a nice way).

My friends are not so generous on the hugging part. So not much from there.

Tonight, I'm deprieved of a hug. Give me a hug please?

*Looks at my purple hippo on the bed and reaches out to grab it*

*Hippo hug* Oh well, better than none...

Entertaining Myself (Vol.1, Part 4)

Why is it when your friends have their other halves, the practically forget about you, regardless how much they promise not to?
Oh well, like I'll ever know...

Why do I always have to rely on other's misfortunes to remind me of my own blessings?
That's just the way it is gal...That's just the way it is...

How come I keep putting off things I can do today for it to be done tomorrow?
You just never learn. Get on with it already!

Can you think of anymore questions to ask yourself?
Not at the moment.

Conversations...I Hate~

Long time no blog. No mood. No things to blog about.

I called home just now. I call home almost every other day.

I'm weird...and I hate it. Before calling home, I always feel as though I have so many stories to tell my mom, always think I want to talk to my dad, hear my sister and brother's voice over the phone. But I'm weird...and I hate it. Cause every single time I start the conversation, my enthusiasm dies on me. Then it becomes weird, cause I sound as though I am so irritated with the conversation I need to hit someone.

It becomes a conversation I hate.

I'm sorry to my family. I feel sorry everytime I sound that way on the phone. Its just an automated thing. I swear before I start the "hello", I'm so full of cheery things to say. Maybe I'm schizophrenic.

I feel awful after conversations like this. Console me...please... *lifts hands up in the air, looks up and shakes head*

Write...

Dance like there's no one watching...
Write like there's no one reading...

The former, I can't. The latter, I can still try.

Sometimes I just have so many words bottled up inside me, I just can't seem to put it into sentences. Other times I feel like writing about people I know, but fear they might take it to heart about the things I mention.

It is weird isn't it? So, this is what blogging is all about...

Income Tax

As I'm currently living in Singapore and earning their money, I'm required to pay income tax here. The due date for this year's tax is on 15th April. My first tax.

I didn't received the letter concerning my tax, so I called a few days ago to clarify. They sent it to my company address. To wait for another letter to arrive would take another few days because they needed to change my address and stuff. So, I decided to do it online. Then I asked how. The lady told me that I need to apply for some password. OK....I wouldn't have been half bothered if I didn't hear that they demand penalty from those who fail to submit their taxes by the date.

I went online, but I couldn't access certain stuff on the website. I gave up. Erin managed to get thru however, and it seems that after you apply for the password, they'll mail it to your home address after 4 working days. Like What??! My home address already wrong, right? If you are going to mail me at the same freaking address, I won't be receiving the damn thing in the end! So frustrated ok. And note to self: the due date is within a few days.

Thank goodness they have a thing with some of the Community Centre branches. Ended up I had to go there to process my password. Less than 10 minutes and it was done, for free. But then I still had to log on to the e-portal to settle the income tax thing. So complicated the website....

Well, finally I'm done with the submission. No need to think about it for the next few days. *whew~*

My first income tax. How exciting. *Clap clap clap~Applaud and Cheer~* ^.^\/

Off to Work~

I'm going off to work again. Will be back on Thursday. *Sienz*

At least my mood now is not as rotten as compared to yesterday. What a good start *Clap clap*

Updates will resume when I'm back. *Bows*

What's up with me?

I'm experiencing some emotional shit, which happens to me occasionally. Don't know what's wrong or right. Don't know what's left or right. See? I'm crapping already.

I hardly log onto my Friendster, unless I'm super free. I did just today. I didn't know they had a horoscope thing. Anyway, mine read "Nothing is perfect -- so keep your positive outlook if things aren't always ideal." How true....

Lately, I've been let down by friends, been dissapointing myself, been thinking and feeling blue. I hate feeling this way. But like I mentioned earlier, it happens to me occasionally. I'm sure every bright star will have its dark moments. This is my dark moment.

Its just a whole load of emotional shit which I can't explain or speak of. Its just there. I don't know what is bothering me. I just feel uncomfortable and lonely. It feels like just soaking up negative energy and wallowing in self-pity. No wonder people say Cancer-ians are a whole bunch of moody freaks. I admit. I'm a moody freak. Thank God I still can put up a good show (when I want to, that is).

Anyway, this emotional thing won't last that long. It comes and goes like the high tides. I'm sure it'll be gone tomorrow. I'll just go sleep it off now. Goodnite....

Just Thinking...

While I was walking back home after buying dinner just now, I was just thinking. Thinking why do adults have so much to think about? Thinking why everything can't be simplified? Thinking why life has to be like that for everyone?

Maybe everyone has different issues to think about. But everyone still has to think...

I thought, I have to think about family, think about family's family, think about moving out, think about staying, think about myself, think about my future, and the list never ends. No wonder some people refuse to grow up, so other people can think on their behalf. But that is obviously an irresponsible act.

Personally, I hate to think. It drains energy from my brains and gives me a headache. Is there no way to avoid all this thinking? Even if I wanted an answer for that I got to think...How ironic...*shakes head sadly*

TV Addict

Recently, I've gone back to watching rented TVB dramas. Just for the fun of it and also to pass time. Erin and I watched 8 episodes together yesterday, and I actually continued until 10 after she went to bed. Champion! ^.^\/

I can't help it. But it seems as though I have seasonal changes. For a few months I can be spending all my time in front of my computer. For another few months I can be obsessed with watching television for the whole day. Just like some people would say, so unhealthy this lifestyle....

Oh well, if only people paid me to watch the colour box all day.....

Opps...

Aiseh~

I really didn't mean to break my promise. -.-'''

I counted the days wrongly and thought I was coming back on Monday. But the truth was I only came back this morning. No. More like yesterday morning, since it's passed 12 midnight already.

Slept thru half the day from 8am-4pm, with a pee break in between. *Grins* ^.^ \/

My room is in the worst state. Tomorrow got to do something about it.

Now I'm going back to my VCDs. Goodnite...

Breakkie~

Long long breakkie~

I know I haven't updated for the longest time. But not like I have many people who visits regularly, so it doesn't really matter, does it?

Been busy catching up on rest and bumming around the house during my free time. Haven't done that in the longest time too.

Oh well, I gotta go to bed...like now. Have to wakie at 5AM for work. Freaking early! I promise I'll update on Monday. Goodnite....

Away Again

Yes. That's right. I'm going away again. So this blog won't be updated for at least more than a week. Will be back end of the month. Cheers~

About Friends...

There are many things I could say about friends and what their friendship means to me. But I don't want to get long winded. All I know is, I'm begining to feel disappointed by them. Promises not kept, emails not replied, appointments forgotten, and the list is about to go on.

I could care less. After all, everyone is busy with work. But I have too much time to spare on thoughts...

Birds, Lizards And Ants, I Hate Them!!!

This is not a very good year for me I think. I've just been having bad luck and more of it coming my way.

Just a few weeks after CNY and the house finally cleaned, stupid birds flew in through the kitchen window for a feast. Sudahlah eat all of Erin's pears lying on the dining, they had to eat and shit at the same place! *rolls eyes and clench fists* Shit until the whole floor, chairs, dining table and window ledge also full of it. Anyone who wants to admire the shit pictures I took can refer to Erin's blog. I don't wanna repeat ourselves.

Birds aside.

I saw some ants in my room on the way out today. So I thought, better clean up. As I was using some magic clean thing to sweep the floor, I lifted my multi-purpose plug, and guess what I saw? I could've just screamed and brought the place down. It was a dead baby lizard covered with mountain of ants. *EEeewww!!!*

Sprayed the Shieldtox like there is no tomorrow.

Then I cleaned my room with the picture still clear in mind. Every little tiny thing I saw in my room looked like an ant to me. *ish* These ants are little pests. Like magic too I tell you. I crush one and the coast looks clear. Then before you know it, there is another friend of the late one crawling around the white tiles. Damn. Crush again. You look left, you look right, Shit! There's a few more. Arrrrggghhh~

I hate the feeling of having creepy crawlies in my house, yet alone in my bedroom. How? How am I gonna sleep tonight? I hate those things...I just hate them for making me miserable....

Damsel Is Stressed

Sister making noise that I have a boring blog cause I haven't been updating. I really want to sleep now, but being the ever so loving and caring big sister, I don't want to disappoint her. So, I blog...with my eyes closed... -.-

Recently, my laptop has been giving me alot of problems. I is the C.I. (Computer Idiot). So, I hate it when anything electronic fails on me. I hate it so much that when it happens, I sometimes go on auto-on damsel in distress mode.

The auto-on damsel in distress mode makes one feels helpless, hopeless and aimless. Feels like nothing in this world can be worse than what you are going through. Feels like what ever effort you put in to overcome the problem will just go down the drain.

But the problem has to be solved. I thank God that I have C.I. proof friends that help me along whenever my mode is auto-on. However, I do not like to give them the impression that I am using them as a friend to help me. Therefore, damsel in distress is stressed.

A friend of mine has been working in Singapore for almost a year now. Ever since he came over to work, I have been a pest to him everytime my laptop fails on me. He did tell me that friends are meant to help one another. I really and truly hope he thinks that way. Because I know when my I had my mode on auto-on the other day, I nearly screamed at him. My bad.

I sincerely apologise to all my friends who thinks I violate their friendship by taking advantage of them when damsel is stressed. I really and truly don't mean to do that. I simply live by the rule, 'Ask for help and help shall be given'. ^.^\/

Ca-re-o-ke

Ever since I found the joy in singing, with the company of friends, karaoke joints has been one of my favourite hang out places. Even if the karaoke here is not as great as the ones back in KL, I still frequent it.

Mandy is my karaoke kaki in Singapore. I just came back with her from our 5 hour session of singing our hearts out. Tiring. But fun. I admit it would've been more fun for me if I knew how to read the Chinese characters. I lose out alot on the choice of songs since I don't know how to read the lyrics. So, I always end up singing the same freaking songs that I have already painstakingly memorized. How irritating.

*Cough Cough*

My throat feels tight. I think I overworked it tonight. But it was fun...

Shopping Gone Wrong

Went to Orchard today. My intentions were to check out the new iPod and buy myself a decent bag. iPod tak jadi, decent bag tak jadi, in short, shopping tak jadi.

My shopping mood was also happily killed by both my housemates. Thank you so much. -.-'''

I know I'm not a dressy person, but doesn't mean I can't be looking at trend setting clothes and stuff. Sometimes people just confuse me. They advice me to change my dressing style and dress more 'stylo-mylo', but then when I put on certain stuff, they say I have no attitude whatsoever to carry out the dressing.

Hello? Like I-told-you-so. I already mentioned many times I like to wear my t-shirt, jeans and shoes. I'm just stepping out of my comfort zone to try out new stuff and I get negative feedback on not looking right and picking out the wrong stuff. I'm trying my best ok. At least I don't wear clothes like a dinosaur. Some positive advice would help. How do you think I'll ever want to try out new things again? *ish*

I think I'll just be my old self and stay in my own shell. Don't nag me about not dressing up if you are going to say I don't have 'D' attitude to carry the style. I have style. My style is called simple. So there!

*This blog entry is not to get back at anyone. I just needed to vent out the frustration on my failed shopping venture. Thank you for your audience.*

Sushi Me!

Never had I felt a love so deep for sushi before. So I thought I'd declare that love for sushi, so everyone knows and hopefully can feel the amount of love I have for sushi. ^.^\/

I went Genki with Mandy today. So happy. Because of sushi and someone to accompany me. I have been eating sushi quite often. But nobody knows, cause I eat alone. I think if people knew I ate it so often, they'll ask me to move to Japan.

I love sushi. Did I say that already?

Anyway, just give me the sushi and I'll love you. Pack it like the Japanese people do and I'll love you forever!

I love sushi.

*Drools*

Ku Mou Fei Yeung

As I mentioned in my previous post, I went back last weekend solely for the 'Ku Mou Fei Yeung' concert held at the Bukit Jalil Indoor Stadium. It was titled that because according to Leo Ku (Kui Kei), he was going to do the dancing and Miriam Yeung (Chin Wah) was going to fly in the stadium. But she didn't fly, not even at the end of the show. What a joke...

Anyway, the last concert I attended was David Tao's concert, two years back. So, I was quite hyped up for this one.

The stage was quite a turn off. Not much for design or deco. Even the video cameras were positioned badly. When the band members were introduced, some of their backs were showed instead of faces. I mean, I know they are not the frontman, but they could at least gain some respect during role call. Poor lads...

Throughout the concert, there were a whole lot of dancers. I couldn't help but notice during one of Leo Ku's rendition, there was a dancer dressed in a super long robe with gold balloons tied to it. I thought at the end of the song or during the peak of it, the balloons were going to come off and add to the atmosphere or something. But it didn't. Another dancer carried the end of the robe and the both of them just kept circling at a corner of the stage. How interesting...

For the main stars that night, Leo Ku and Miriam Yeung did quite a good job. The echo in the stadium was apparent, but both of them didn't let us down. Sometimes the music over powered them, especially for Miriam, but they carried on professionally even when there were screeching sounds from the speakers. It was sad though, when we couldn't really hear much of their conversation. I could barely make out the few words to try understand what they were saying when speaking to the crowd.

I enjoyed myself overall. First time attending a concert with five of my ex-schoolmates. We made a whole lot of noise, it was a wonder the people seated in front of us didn't whack us. I definately screamed my lungs out. "Chin Wah!!!!" "Kei Zhai!!!!"

Our screaming paid off when Miriam took off her ear piece to listen to the crowd. Some people in the crowd started to request for a song. Pui Mun, Karen and I reacted quickly and started chanting 'Mou Lai' (a song title sung by Miriam's ex). "Mou Lai! Mou Lai! Mou Lai!" And in a short while, the entire stadium was begging her to sing that song. Hahaha~ I don't know if we really started the chant, but it seemed that way. The best thing was, Miriam actually sang a short part of that song spontaneously since everyone insisted. Quite a sport!

They had a guest performance by a new guy named Justin. Not too bad. He had everyone bring out their mobile phones as lights('ying guong pang') and the effect was wonderful. It felt as though I was sitting amidst a sea of stars. So dreamy...

Kudos to Leo Ku especially when he sang his 10 minutes plus song 'Gheng Kor Gam Khuk'. It was like a huge karaoke sing-along-session. He must be proud of us. Hahaha~

This is like the longest post I have to date. Oh well, that tells you how much I actually enjoyed it. Next up, David Tao's concert in May! Hopefully I can make it.

Gone for a while...

Didn't mean to stay away for so long. I was away for almost a week and then went back to KL for the Leo Ku & Miriam Yeung concert. Very short and rushed trip. Solely for the concert.

I'll talk about the concert when I am more awake. My brains are like half shutting down and on standby mode already. I don't even know why I came online.

*Pauses to think*

Head starts to swing from side to side and front to back.

*Ish* Almost nodded off there. I really don't know why I'm online. The memory loss thing is hitting me again. I think I should log off before I fall alseep in front of my laptop. Goodnite people...

Memory Loss

I know memory loss comes with age and time. I hate to admit it, but I seriously think I am suffering from it. Friends and family who talk to me often would know what I'm crapping about.

Maybe its hereditary. My grandma has it. She can ask me a question this minute, and repeat the same question in another five minutes as though she had not asked it before. My condition is not that bad, but I'm sure if I have signs of it now, memory loss is going to hit me faster than I expect it.

Whenever I talk to anyone, just as long as I am distracted by something I see or hear, I can just stone there and lost what I had to say.

For example:

Me: So...(about to ask a question)
Mandy: (handphone rings and answers it)

*Conversation paused*

Mandy: Yeah? You were saying?
Me: .......(stoned) I can't remember what I wanted to ask you.
Mandy: -.-'''

You see, in the conversation, a normal person would have repeatedly have the question swimming in his or her head while the friend answers her phone. And when the phone conversation ends, a normal person would still remember what he or she wanted to ask.

I think I should stop hating gingko nuts and eat more of it. *Fingers crossed*