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Monday, 24 March 2008
Blog Break
For the past week, I’ve given my blog a break because one of my dear friends of 5 years passed away. He had been battling an incurable disease of internal organs failure which left him on life support 24/7. Basically, his internals fail to function properly and at full capacity. If you took his life support off he’d struggle to stay alive... and within three hours he would be dead. He looked so pitiful lying on the bed with the life support... his only support for life! Just like a vegetable... not being able to do anything but just lay there.
I guess the state that he had come to was slow one. He just sort of developed into this vegetable state after he went swimming and sort of drowned before I had to pull him out. That was a pretty terrible day to recall. I mean, he knows he can’t swim – but I guess it was my fault, I should have been looking after him.
But we decided that it was time for him to go, and the life support would be too costly to continue to leave him on it. Besides, it wasn’t good for him to just be alive rather than living and in use. So the other day, I was the one that took the life support off him and plugged it out.
It was definitely a sad moment in my life since we were really close. I mean, we saw each other everyday... and we would talk everyday... and he also helped me to keep in touch with my close friends as well. He was the one that was there with me when I started my first year of uni at Curtin back in 2003... he went on the road trip down south with me to Yallingup and Margaret River – and kept me company during the arduous three hour drive *sian*, he joined me on my adventures in Malaysia twice and even travelled with me to Melbourne and Sydney. As much as I don’t want to let go, I have to move on with the times. =(
Warning: The next few pictures may alarm some viewers, so please brace yourself. I have to post some pictures so I can keep him in ever lasting memory and all the good times we shared together.
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Yes, this is Mr Samsung – my good and faithful friend of five years. I’m so sorry you drowned for a few seconds in my roxy bag...and that few seconds led to irreversible damage to your internal system – which has inevitably left you on life support.
His only chance at life is with his life support – the Samsung charger.
The Samsung life support machine.
There he lies so still and peaceful.
It’s time to move on... to Mr Nokia who has replaced Mr Samsung. I hope Mr Nokia will be just as good to me as Mr Samsung was. We went to the beach already – so he better appreciate that! I guess it’s also good to move on... one this Mr Samsung lacked was LOUDSPEAKER... which I really wanted! =) Now I’m a happy chap with loudspeaker!
Actually, to be honest I was away for a week– because I was changing internet providers – AND they left us stranded without internet for two weeks! Isn’t that just preposterous! RIDICULOUS I TELL YOU! How can anyone survive without the net for 2 weeks these days. Geez... so pissed off at them. It’s a long story which I can’t even begin to explain the details – but it’s been a pain in the ass trying to change and deal with the phone company and the internet company, but lucky for me, I have a big sister that dealt with all of that. Phew!
There he lies so still and peaceful.
It’s time to move on... to Mr Nokia who has replaced Mr Samsung. I hope Mr Nokia will be just as good to me as Mr Samsung was. We went to the beach already – so he better appreciate that! I guess it’s also good to move on... one this Mr Samsung lacked was LOUDSPEAKER... which I really wanted! =) Now I’m a happy chap with loudspeaker!
Actually, to be honest I was away for a week– because I was changing internet providers – AND they left us stranded without internet for two weeks! Isn’t that just preposterous! RIDICULOUS I TELL YOU! How can anyone survive without the net for 2 weeks these days. Geez... so pissed off at them. It’s a long story which I can’t even begin to explain the details – but it’s been a pain in the ass trying to change and deal with the phone company and the internet company, but lucky for me, I have a big sister that dealt with all of that. Phew!
And I still won't have the internet until early April...
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@1:56 pm
Tuesday, 18 March 2008
Little Miss Anti-Clubber
Garh! Just when I was about to fall asleep, I get a call from *someone* at 12:14AM. HELLO... I do work... and I do sleep AND I DO NOT LIKE TO GET LATE NIGHT CALLS OR MESSAGES WHICH ARE NOT URGENT!
So I picked up and it was *someone* who was asking to me to go clubbing of all places this Friday. Could you not have called at a better time?
OK, so please tell me - what ounce of miss weiwei hoh looks like the clubbing type.
LET ME TELL YOU - NO OUNCE OF MISS WEIWEI HOH LOOKS LIKE THE CLUBBING TYPE OR EVEN WISHES TO THINK ABOUT GOING CLUBBING. IT'S THE LAST PLACE I'D EVER THINK ABOUT GOING! DO YOU THINK I LOOK LIKE THE TYPE THAT LIKES TO DRINK TO GET WASTED AND DROWN MYSELF IN SORROW... maybe I'll waste myself in Green Tea~
Despite having "been there a done that" a total of 3 times (or so) in my life - and even trying to like clubbing, I hate it as much as I hate passive smoking when stupid people smoke and puff in my face. !@#$% And yes I will knee you in the balls if you try.
So please don't ask me to go clubbing. Do you really think I'd say yes? Do I even look like the clubbing type... Don't you think I look more like a geek to hang out in the library and read books and sit behind my computer and blog stupid stories on my "oh so famous blog???" hoho~
Sorry for being agro but unfortunately PMS STRIKES Little Miss Anti-Clubber tonight and I have a stomach upset AND THANK YOU FOR WAKING ME UP!
Anyway... I shall write a little more about "having fun" when my brain is clear and I'm not so angry!
Oh by the way...
To the person who called me, don't take it personal. I know you meant well...=)
GOOD NIGHT!
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@12:34 am
Sunday, 16 March 2008
What keeps you going?
Arthur Ashe, the legendary Tennis player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he recieved during a heart surgery in 1983.
From the world over, he recieved letters from his fans, one of which conveyed;
"Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease?"
To this Arthur Ashe replied:
"The world over -- 50 million children start playing tennis, 5 million learn to play tennis, 500,000 learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, when I was holding a cup I never asked GOD 'Why me?' And today in pain I should not be asking GOD 'Why me?'
"Happiness keeps you Sweet, Trials keep you Strong, Sorrow keeps you Human, Failure keeps you humble and Success keeps you glowing, but only Faith and Attitude keeps you going..."
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@9:30 pm
Saturday, 15 March 2008
Automatication
Most of you know that I work at Curtin; and Curtin is reknowned for the horrendous parking situations that we face in the morning. I thought that since a student parking sticker costs $100, a staff parking sticker wouldn't cost too much more than that... maybe $120? I was so shocked to find out that a yellow staff parking sticker costs $200 and a purple staff parking sticker costs $400!!! Do I hear "rip off" echoing within my bedroom walls... or maybe it's echoing in my head???
TOTAL RIP OFF!!!
So I decided to get a student parking sticker (just because I can). I mean, I don't particularly mind walking an extra 5-7 minutes just to get to my car if it means that I can save $100! $100 could buy me lots of things...like lunch for a month, or 5 cardigans from Pauline's favourite shop, portmans, or I could buy a nice dress, or 10 nice necklaces like the ones Usha has... or ... I could treat people to dinner... bah! There are lots of things I can do with $100...oh... or I could pay for my parking fine in Northbridge with cost me $100 XD Boooooo to the police who fined me!
In fact, in these two weeks alone, I've been fined $100 for parking in a taxi zone in Northbridge which I totally was unaware of. Unfortunately, the 2 cars in front of me and behind me were also fined. Stupid signage was not evidently clear! Then I got fined on the 3rd day of first week of uni... bahhh cost me $20! That fine I must admit I deserved because I was parking consiously without a parking permit. The lady even asked for my student number when I went to pay the fine! Then coming home, I drove past two policemen who were holding speed radars... and as you might know it - I was speeding at 65-70km in a 60km zone. So at present, I don't know if I've been caught out... I was obviously the only car there at them time... but pray for me I don't get caught! I'm so out of money at the moment - because I haven't even paid ever since I started working at IO a month ago!
So anyway... normally I've been parking at Humanities but a few days ago I decided to be smart and park at CBS because it is a bit closer, and there was parking space for once at 8:30am! So *ding* at 5:00pm I knocked off work and proceeded to walk to my car... past Curtin in the Park, past John Curtin Forum, past Kirabilli's cafe, down the stairs past Elizabeth Jolley and through the staff car park... and suddenly halted! @##$%%^ I PARKED IN CBS AND I WALKED ALL THE WAY TO HUMANITIES!!! @##$%%^ Garh!!! So I had to make the arduous trek back to CBS in the hot sun where my arms are burning black! When I got to the Tav there... I saw William and Andrew my colleagues...
"Oh how come you came from that direction?"
"Oh... *embarassed look* I parked in CBS but I walked to the other end of uni..."
"Oh ok *puzzled look*... see you tomorrow then."
"Oh... *embarassed look* I parked in CBS but I walked to the other end of uni..."
"Oh ok *puzzled look*... see you tomorrow then."
He probably didn't get what I was on about since staff shouldn't technically have student parking permits if they're not a student...
So I continue walking... and a Honda beeps at me from behind. It's one of my senior collegues, Betty!
"Do you need a lift?"
"Oh it's ok, I can walk from here, thanks!"
"Oh it's ok, I can walk from here, thanks!"
How nice of her to ask me if I needed a lift... but that would be really awkward if I was sitting in her car... *twddles thumbs* and besides my car wasn't too far off and I didn't want to trouble her.
I have this problem with accepting things when people offer them to me. Not just people giving me lifts... I mean, normally I drive so people don't normally offer to pick me up. But I mean when people offer me chocolates or chips from their own stash... I feel so bad if take a piece and so usually I decline people when they offer it to me. In my mind, I just don't want to trouble them and I don't want to take away their food which they paid for... but maybe in their head they might take offence to it or think I'm some kind of nambi pambi bimbo for not wanting their chocolate - because who on earth declines chocolate right?! But for me, it's easy for me to decline chocolate since I don't like it that much but there are probably a few things I can never decline - like a cup of Jasmine Green Tea, or Redskins, or ... strawberry jam donuts... or KFC just to name a few.
ANYWAY... I keep diverting away from the purpose of the post. I'm talking about "automatication." I know it's not a word but who cares, I can invent words however I wish! So as I was saying, sometimes we have such routines that we can automatically do something without realising it - almost as if we're robots. Sometimes I'm so tired after work but I still have to drive home - but when I'm driving home in such a tired state, it's as if I'm not really driving at all. it's as if the automated part of my brain that knows what to do kicks in and every stop, every turn, every signal is automatically done on command before I even know I've done it. It's like this glaze that goes over my eyes where my field of vision is just narrowed, and the only thing on my mind is just going home. It's just like when I parked in CBS this morning, but after work I just automatically walked in the direction of Humanities - which are on opposite ends of the University might I add which is about 7 minutes brisk walking! sian. And only when I reached the destination did I realise I was in the wrong place.
I guess automatication is a bad thing in life. It kind of makes us numb to the things around us when we should be aware of our surroundings and aware of the things we're doing and enjoying life rather than just being robots.
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@6:54 pm
Fake D&G?
I remember Usha telling me a story about her Dolce & Gabanna glasses. Someone actually asked her if they were fake!!! Who on earth would ask such a question and who on earth would be game enough to by fake glasses. I would have hit the person so hard if they asked me if MY glasses were fake. Thank God no one has ever asked me... I've only recieve, "Wow I love you frames!" haha... but sometimes I like to joke with people when they ask me, "Is it CK?" I say, "No, it's DK...the NY is on the other side..." (with a giggle inside my heart thinking 'you fool') ...and people actually look closer!!! hoho~Well I met a person today that bought fake glasses! He's my collegue... and he was asking me a question. and as I was looking at him, I said, "Oh I like your glasses..." and you know what he replied me, "Thanks! They're fake..." Wah lau... so proud your glasses are fake ar? If you didn't tell me I wouldn't have known and I would have assumed you paid $200 odd for your frames!
I guess in this day and age, you can buy fake anything, but I'd never buy fake glasses or fake shoes! That's just wierd...I've bought a fake Dior bag before but I won't be buying a fake anything ever again. It feels retarded holding or wearing something fake. I like wierd unknown brands anyway. I think that LV, Gucci, Prada and the like are just becoming too streamline these days that you can walk down the street and expect to see someone with the same item as you - which is probably a fake! And even if you do carry the real deal and pay thousands upon thousands for it, people still might think it's a fake - then your buy would have all been in vain right? I mean the purpose of buying the real deal bag (for example) is to show others that, "hey I'm not a cheapo - I can afford this bag which cost me $2000 (boast a little with a wiggle of the nose and bum) and a little status of the higher class." Isn't that the purpose of buying an LV bag? Otherwise why would people even spend up to AU$100 on an A Grade FAKE LV bag... when they can buy a perfectly authentic bag of another brand which is not labelled as "fake"?
I mean look at Loius Vuitton's new "Chinatown Collection" by Marc Jacobs. As much as I loveeee Marc Jacobs and his designs and his new perfume to bits... I have to question, was he high when he designed this collection? WHO ON EARTH will pay upwards of $1000 for one of these Chinatown bags when you can get them for the $2 shop... for $1 some more! It really perplexes me... and I'd be keen to interview the first person that would actually buy a real one of these.
Even the China man models it better and plus he is just as skinny as the model from Milan!
It's particularly bad in Asia where all the women tend to want to create a status for themselves by buying these branded bags. My cousin sister-in-law enlightened me that in Korea, they all have LV bags - whether it's fake or real. It'd almost seem like you'd be an outcast if you weren't carrying an LV bag...but for me, isn't the purpose in living to remain unique and individual from everyone else? Isn't it so much cooler to be a trandsetter rather than a trend-follower? I hate being the same as others, and I hate it when people have the same things as me. I can't stand it!!! It would annoy the kaboodles out of me if someone had the same something as me... luckily... no one has had yet. EXCEPT for the braun buffel wallet incident (which we shall put aside) other than that we're good. =)
I always try to differentiate myself from mainstream - I mean of course there are things which I like that are mainstream, but most of the time I try to be different. I actually prefer a lot of the Australian labels like Industrie, Wish, Mimco, All About Eve and little unknown brands from boutique stores. I love vintage and generally go for quality over quantity. I usually go into a store and see something I really like, then I check the price tag and it costs a bomb... so then I have to put it bag down again. =( I once seriously contemplated buying a $500 Mimco bag...thank God I came to my senses. Later on in the month, I saw numerous ladies with the bag... *heart stab* the bag is still so nice... and still so pretty and I wish I had one...nevertheless... I won't die without one, I'll just feel a heart stab everytime I see some chick with one. =)
Back onto the topic of glasses... I do regret not getting prescription sunnies now! bah! My eyes hurt from driving in the Aussie sun! I actually tried on this nice pair of CK's back in Malaysia... but didn't end up getting them. I like Prada's sunnies shape and Burberry is nice too... but I guess maybe it'll be a while before I end up getting prescribed sunnies. The optometrist explained to me how they would go about making them and the cost because of the curvature of the lens, and having to make the lenses special with the UV protection and colour coating and fitting it into the sunglasses frame and above all that sending it to Japan to get it specially made... it could cost up to $1000 with frame and lens for me since my degree is so high...maybe when I'm earning a 6 digit salary. hoho~
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@12:01 am
Friday, 14 March 2008
13 hours of sleep
Yesterday I was so tired at work... but it was wierd. I came 10 minutes late for work, people kept interuppting me and asking me to do this and that (which I did) and I had a stack of paper work to get through for the day. sian. So I did Lilian's Health Science offers first which took me four hours to get through - Thank God I finished all her paperwork because a lot of them had been left for a few days because they're just annoying to do. Then I went to lunch with Yukiko and Isaac and met Desmond on the way and Nic and Selina as well! Chummy... on the way back I dropped by the ISC office.
*SHOCK HORROR*
Dear ex-ISC members. Please check out the *new* ISC office - which has been totally cleaned out. I mean totally! It looked like an entirely different space. I asked Tommy if they got new furniture... haha... but they didn't. the office looks really good!
I went for lunch a little bit 15 minutes too long. oops...then I went back to work at started on Caroline's Health Science letters of offers which I also got through! I was so amazed that I got through both their paperworks despite my incredible tiredness...
Then I had to get started on my own paperwork... which I ALSO finished everything. Then I went to check my pigeon hole and I had nothing in there... so I basically finished ALL my paperwork by 4:30pm. Awesome... so I went to re-fill paper in the photocopy machine =_=
So driving home I was pretty much a zombie. All I could see was the car in front of me and my eyes were in a daze... really felt like sleeping. Got home, ate dinner, showered and went straight to bed at 6:00pm.
*slept like a baby*
till 8:30pm I woke up to check the time... then fell back asleep...
till 11:00pm I woke up to check the time... then fell back asleep...
till 1:38am I woke up to check the time... then fell back asleep...
I had some really wierd dreams. NOT about Chindians ok!
But anyway... back track to 2nd of March. That was the day my grandma passed away a year ago...that morning I had a dream about her. I dreamt she was in a car with Chiau Ling (my cousin) and they were driving around these buildings trying to look for me... but I was trying to hide from them. I don't know why... and then I met the Chindian guy...hoho~
So then this morning I had another dream, a month after coming back from Malaysia. I dreamt my extended Wong side of the family came to Perth to visit... in MARCH!!! Chiau Ling told me she's coming in May so I thought March was a little early. Never the less, my mum, Suelynn and me went to pick them up... IN A KENARI!!!!
I don't know what we were thinking but it's impossible to even fit more than one person's luggage bag in there. I could only one of my big luggage bags in the back seat - not even in the boot!
So we got to the airport... and I clearly remember seeing Chiau Ling, Jimmy, Ber Khoo, Ber Kim... AND MY GRANDMOTHER STANDING UP RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME ALIVE! *faints* In my head, in my dream I already knew that she'd passed away so it was very very super odd to see her alive again. But then someone explained to me that she was in a zombie like state now... almost like a vegetable...which was kind of creepy. Anyway I held her arms and led her across the road twice on separate occassions.
[There was another part to the dream which I can't recall now]
Some how or another, suddenly there was cars for everyone to drive... so my dad wanted to take them to Chilliz in Eat Vic park. Is there even a Chilliz in East Vic Park... well we were driving there and the roads were bumpier and more hilly than usual. We were the first to get there in dad's old nissan pintara... and I told him, "You drove so fast, how are they supposed to know where to turn!" ... well they didn't know where to turn and we lost them...
*TINKLE TINKLE TINKLE* 6:50am alarm has woken me up and the dream has ended.
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@7:26 am
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Congratulations Jillian Hooi Teng Yeo!
Meet my friend Jillian. She's attempting to look hot here with
Recently she's been looking hard to find a job! In the mean time... she's been a full time bummer! What to do when you don't have a job? Just be a bum... on your bum all day every day right?
Well, today she got a new full time job in the city! So it's all good now... no more being a bum!
CONGRATULATIONS
JILLIAN HOOI TENG YEO!!!
JILLIAN HOOI TENG YEO!!!
Welcome to the world of working full time where you have to get up early, have a stack of paperwork to get through everyday, take on responsibilities, have only half an hour for lunch, wear uncomfortable office clothes, make sure you stay awake at work, get a sore back from sitting in front of the computer too long...the list is endless... at least there's something that we can look forward to, but sadly it only ever happens once every two weeks - that's when the pay cheque comes in!
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@6:09 pm
Sunday, 9 March 2008
The Green Monster Revealed!
Well it's time for the big reveal of what the "green monster" is...
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a laptop bag!
But Esther already gave a link to what it was!
Check it out here
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@7:35 pm
The hilarity of it all!
Today I went to pick up Yan Pin to go to church.
I also had the cardigan in the back seat that I bought for Sha and Yan Pin wanted to see the cardigan, so she pulled it out of the bag...
"Weih? Why does Usha have necklaces in here?"
"WHAT?! What necklace..."
*weiwei goes into fits of laughter* ... then begins to tell the story of weiwei and pawpaw's shopping trip.
*weiwei goes into fits of laughter* ... then begins to tell the story of weiwei and pawpaw's shopping trip.
So in the end the necklaces were found... how on earth they ended up in Usha's bag is a complete mystery - because even the receipt was in that bag and the necklaces weren't even in a separate bag of their own.
Pauline must've not taken the bag from the counter... and some how the lady at the front counter used that same bag to put Usha's cardigan inside or the lady at the front counter might have figured that we wanted to buy something else?
Who knows... as long as Pauline and her necklaces are together happily ever after!
As Christians, we believe in Christ freely and unconditionally trust in Him. Such trust and belief includes believing the propehcies of Christ and His prophets, believing Christ has the intent and power to fulfill them, and believing such prophecies and their fulfillments are signs of Christ's work intended to guide His faithful followers to Him.
Today I was prophesised to by a prophetess...she told me some very interesting things. Half of the things she said creates in me some confusion and the other half I know it's something that I can definetly work towards and will always be working towards. That is all!
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@3:36 pm
Saturday, 8 March 2008
Honger to the Max Man!
Today I went shopping with Paw at Carousel. We went on a mission... to buy *something* and then also look around for stuff for ourselves and buy Sha a cardigan! Mission completed. But in the midst of the mission... we encountered a slight glitch in the program.
Here's what happened! You will think it's so honger to the max please!!!
One of our missions was to buy those long necklaces with pretty charms at the bottom. I always see Sha wearing them and it always seems to complete her look really well. Which by the way, Sha also has super nice taste in clothes and fashion in general.
So anyway, we are looking around for necklaces and Portmans had some really cheap ones for $10. Pauline saw 2 that she wanted and before I could even turn my head, she was already at the front counter paying for them. The lady gave her lots of loose change ... and Pauline owed me some money so she decided to give me all the loose change which was fine. So she came to the back of the store where I was standing and proceeded to count the coins she had in her hand...
Then we walked around looking some more at the clothes...
"Weih... weiwei did you see my necklaces?"
"Errr no, didn't you take it?"
"I lost my bag.... don't know where I put it..."
"Har... how can???"
*weiwei and paw paw spend the next 10 minutes looking around the store for the bag with the necklaces that she just bought!*
So in other words... from the time she went from the front counter to the back of the store where I was... she basically lost her bag with the necklaces inside it already. We looked all over the floor and on the hangers, at the front counter, on the tables where the display clothes were - even in the change rooms even though we never even went into the change rooms!
HOW CAN RIGHT? IMPOSSIBLE!!!! HOW CAN BE SO HONGER MAN?!
Then Jillian comes trotting into the store and we tell her the details of what just happened! LOL... while she was laughing her ass off... we continue to search aimlessly around the store because the bag couldn't have suddenly dissappeared right! But the bag was no where to be found.
Jillian wasn't any better. She proceeded to tell us the story of how her IELTS test went. Everything was fine... until it came to her speaking part!
"Oh so what do you think a child on welfare needs?"
"Errrrrr.... food, clothing, shelter..."
"Do you think they need love?"
"Umm yup they need love, yeah I think they need love."
*lol* such informal answered... "yeh yup yah"...honger...
So back to the mysterious case of the missing bags with necklaces inside ...
Did someone steal the bag? Did Paw even take the bag from the front counter? Did Paw put the bag on the ground and some kid took it? HOW CAN! It doesn't make any sense at all!
SUSPECT #1 The front counter lady
SUSPECT #2 Fishy-looking-smirking-child
The front counter lady couldn't or shouldn't have taken it because that would so totally be unethical and besides if Paw didn't take it off the table the sales lady would have given it to her hand or called back to her. That's what they usually do anyway. Though I did spot some fishy kid practically staring at us ...and it seemed like she was smirking! And plus, the mother of this child had a lot of bags which she could have conveniently just put the bag with necklaces into!
Then we went to ask the lady at the front and she was looking around the counter and couldn't see anything... hai yorr... so like $20 wasted like that. It wasn't even 1 minute and she lost her bag with the necklaces inside - just as if it vanished into thin air!!!
I have never known anyone in my life who bought something from a store, and without even leaving the store, lose the items they just bought. Even worse, losing it within a minute of buying it. How can right?
today...
@11:57 pm
Green monster!
This is so cute!!! I want one... guess what it is! =P
today...
@9:01 am
Wednesday, 5 March 2008
Silver spoons
Typical Chinese conversation with my mum, translated into English - the story gets repeated every now and then when my mum wants to emphasis how fortunate we (me and my siblings) are in this day and age.
"You know ahh... back in my time we struggled to make a living. Every morning we would have to wake up early to go to school, primary school! Then straight after school we would have to go to work earning just a few dollars, then come home and help my mother cook and clean the house... and mend a few clothes..." yaddddahhhh yaddddaahhhhh yadddddaahhhhh!!!
Yeah I know my parents sacrifced a lot for our wellbeing and for that I'm eternally grateful. Anyway the point of saying that was... my parents were never silver spoon fed unlike us.
Here in Exhibit A (thanks Peter) ... we have a silver spoon...
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OR IS IT?
For the humble Asian, I think we all know what Exhibit A is and does. And for anyone who's not Asian, well...introducing Exhibit A. This is what we call an ear cleaner...thingymajig.
I cast myself back to the days as a child where we used to wait in line for our ears to be cleaned by our mum. Just lieing down getting our ears cleaned was such a soothing effect... and we always felt so much better after having our ears cleaned.
By the way, this is not me when I was a tiny tot. Sif I get to wear Ralph Lauren at this age! Her name is Sydney and she's from the OC in California. She's the adorable daughter of one of my favourite photographers Pete also known as Arkworld on flickr. I hope you don't mind me using your photo!I remember one time when our cousins came over and got their ears cleaned by my mum. My cousin brother had complained of being unable to hear things clearly... so my mum had a poke around his ear with the ear cleaner...thingymajig... *dig dig dig* and out came this whopping piece of ear wax the size of the end of your pinky!!! *crikeys* .... and it was all moist and gooey!!! YUCKS!!! We were all kadoodling about it when mum was trying to get it out of his ear. We didn't know if the ear wax was going to make it out alive and kicking or if it was going to tumble back into the crevices of his ear if mum made one slight wrong hand movement! We oodled over it for about 2 minutes as it lay lifeless on the tissue paper...and then went outside to play. At least he didn't have any hearing complaints after that.
So over the years I've been accustomed to using my ear cleaner...thingymajig for cleaning my ears. Sometimes when I'm bored, I like to have a fiddle in my ears with my ear cleaner...thingymajig. Western style cotton buds just don't do the trick. They're so lousy. In fact, they say that when you use cotton buds, it pushes the ear wax further into your ear! But sometimes I use them after coming out of the shower...
But then.... I made a discovery. Well, actually, mum made a discovery back in... 1996? She discovered the EAR WAX CANDLE!!! WTH is that you ask?
Well, ear candling is a safe, simple, natural way to remove excess wax and debris from inside the ears. Long tapered candles are inserted gently into the ears, then lit. Yes! you read right... LIT... with a lighter or match stick ... or whatever you want to use to LIGHT it! The candle creates a slight vacuum effect, oxidizing, vaporing and drawing softened wax and debris from the ears.
How does it work?
The spiral of the cone causes the smoke to be pulled down in to the ear canal. This causes the ear canal to warm up and loosen the wax and any other material. As it heats it up, the candle causes a suction by creating a vacuum in the ear canal. Air is drawn up from the Eustachian tube (that's a tube in your ear) into the middle ear then through the porous membrane out into the outer ear. The heat and the vacuum draw out the wax and other materials from the ear canal into the base of the candle. As it burns down you will hear a lot of cracking and hissing which is the process of removing the wax etc. The warmth feels soothing and relaxing during the process.
I remember the first time we tried it... we thought it was so dangerous... and wondered if anything would go wrong. But by the end of the procedure which takes about 15 minutes, we cut up the candle (which is made of 100% unbleached cotton muslin fabric and a Soy/Bees wax blend) to see what wonders we would find inside. The sight was amazing.... what was left of the candle after it was burnt down was completely filled with ear wax!!! GROSS!!!! But it was a good feeling to know that all that shit came out!
So give it a try! And... if anyone can find the ear wax candles in the shops - do let me know because I've been hunting for them everywhere but haven't been able to find any!
today...
@10:55 pm
Tuesday, 4 March 2008
High School Not-So-Musical
Highschool was really an awkward time in my life. Looking back... I'm just glad that I got through it all. I actually didn't really like highschool, especially since my school is so cliquey... everyone stuck to their own groups and didn't really associate with anyone else. Or maybe that was just me and 'us'? I remember the days during winter where we'd have to sit outside having lunch while it was raining... I remember greasy hair and pimples... lots of pimples... and super heavy bags, flared jeans - they were so in back then. I'm just glad that that chapter of my life is closed and over now.
Fast forward to my life now, I can see how God has changed me so much as a person and blessed me so many friends. I used to (secretly) agonise over the fact that I didn't have friends and that I wasn't in the popular group, and I used to pray and ask God to give me more friends - even crying myself to sleep sometimes. I'm still not popular, but it doesn't matter to me now. I'm comfortable where I am. =)
Slowly and surely in His perfect time and will, He introduced me to more and more people as the years went on. So much so, that I can meet someone and then 3 months later forget that I ever met them and introduce myself again thinking it's the first time. HOW EMBARASSING TO THE MAX PLEASE!
I'm so much more contented with life now and I'm much happier than I ever was. I don't particularly care what people think about me anymore. I'm my own self and I don't feel like I have to look a certain way to fit it... besides, I like to be my own individual wierd self anyway.
Back in highschool and then the years preceeding highschool, I always wondered whether people remembered me or not. I was always afraid of being forgotten or left out because people didn't know who I was - or they just simply couldn't recognise me. When I used to work at the petrol station, several of my highschool classmates would come into the store and I wouldn't acknowledge them and ask them how they were... simply because I was afraid that if I acknowledged them and they didn't know who I was - wouldn't that be just so embarassing!
ANYWAY the point of this is that... I was facebooking as you do in our generation... and someone added me. I didn't recognise the name at first, then I looked at the picture - and I didn't recognise the person... I thought it was just some random who wanted to add me - so then I went to look at her profile. Turns out she is one of my classmates from highschool. The things is... she is the last person on earth that I would expect to remember me let alone add me on facebook! She was in a totally different clique - our lives were on opposite ends of the world. In fact, I don't think I ever even talked to her in highschool - ever! ...So it's so wierd that she even added me because I might as well walk up to a complete stranger and they'd be on the same platform as "friends" for me. =S I would never have thought that she would have recognised me, let alone knew I existed!
Anyway I'm really glad facebook got invented. It just let's you in on people's lives that you lose touch with and it's also nice to just be ke poh and see what people are getting up to in their lives without being invasive and having to ask. You can see photos and see what they're up to. Just found out one friend went to New York to work, another went to Japan for a holiday, some had babies, some grew fat and yet some are still the same (relatively).
So anyway here's to the people that matter to me...
I was going to put some of my old high school photos up, but then realised I looked so retarded back then.
today...
@8:00 pm
Monday, 3 March 2008
Dreaming
It's funny how we have dreams. We can dream of people we don't know, we can dream of places we've never been to, we can dream of having super powers and we can dream of our loved ones.
I can't believe it's already been a year. I had a dream of my grandmother yesterday morning. I don't think I've ever had a dream about my grandmother... and yet one year later... she pops into my unconsious memory for me to remember her again. I hope she's having fun in heaven kicking it with Jesus. It must be so much fun there =) I hope she's happy.
Then... I had a dream I was dating a Chindian. I don't even know who he was... at least he was tall! XD And then the dream ended...
today...
@9:34 pm
Sunday, 2 March 2008
Freshies!
Freshies was awesome! =P
I was in choir for the first time and we sang this song.
It was nerve-racking but in the end everything went very well, and we got a lot of good feedback about our performance. This is all the girls from the choir - a much smaller bunch than last time.
Me and Usha - our choir conductor! She really has an ear for music and is really talented... and she's super cute and still single and available! ;P Don't tell her I advertised her on my blog! hahaha 
Two of our choir boys Wilson and Chris.
Dance was really awesome too! *Go D-cup* That's what Paw said! not me! =P
Drama was also really funny! I even got to take a picture with the reknowned geek Jason!
today...
@9:08 pm
Saturday, 1 March 2008
The secret... revealed!
No one has ever gone to extreme lengths to really suprise me. But it's alright, I don't really like being scared out of my wits anyway.
So anyway I was in Malaysia and one of the days I met up with Jason and Kiew in Asia Cafe back in mid December. Then the topic came up of Pauline and her going to Melbourne to study. Kiew began to tell me that Pauline in fact decided to study in Perth afterall because the commerce course in Melbourne takes 4 years and the one in Curtin takes 3 years... and I got the shock of my life when he told me! I was like "ARE YOU SURE? If she's staying in Perth I would so be the first one to know...!!!"
So being so amused that I didn't know about this, I called Pauline... and immediately she told me to put Kiew on the phone. *Ok.... sounds kinda fishy already* So her and Kiew talk for a little while and the expression on Kiew's face is just so funny. *LOL* You know how Kiew is! So anyway.... she said that she wasn't going to study in Perth - she's still going to Melbourne. There was an apparent "mis-communication" and Kiew had gotten it wrong.
Fine. So my last good bye to Pauline was at Petronas station!!! hahaaa.... so gay!
So then... the next time... which was about a week ago, we formed new cell groups and I just happened to casually ask Usha who was in our cell group. She said, I quote, "You, me, Pauline..." and before she could finish I was ecstatically screaming..."PAULINE??!! PAULINE TAY??!!"
Immediately, Usha covered up her face with her book and had a fretted look about her face, then she proceeded to calmly say that it was another Pauline who was a freshie, and that she would introduce me to this new Pauline. *nice cover up sha* Afterall, we'd already met an Usha number 2 and a Su Ann number 2! Why not a Pauline number 2 to join the gang.
*I smell fishy fishy fishy-nesss in the air!*
*I smell fishy fishy fishy-nesss in the air!*
So I messaged Pauline later that day...and said, "ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE NOT COMING BACK TO PERTH?"...and the conclusive answer she gave was no.
Then a few days later... I asked Usha about meeting this imposter Pauline number 2. She said, that Pauline number 2 has moved to Joanne's cell... =____=' fine then! I still want to meet this Pauline number 2! Afterall, she could be Pauline's replacement! *tee hee*
Ok... so whilst snooping around How now brown cow? I read a *fishy* message on her tagboard. It said, "OMG~!: :] u noe who i am la... u u u... shud stay n study in swinny..."
Is that a dead give away or what?
*fishy-ness to the max please!!!!*
Next hint: One of the nights, Pauline was talking to both me and Frances, and well I haven't been officially introduced to Frances as yet. SO Pauline says, "I must intro you to her." The problem is, how are you going to intro her to me when you're in Melbourne HAR?!fish
Next hint: Her never ending questions about what my cell is like... who is in my cell, what are they like, how many people... the questions are endless. Why is she so interested to know who is in my cell when she's going to be in Melbourne HAR?!fishy
Next hint: Why do you keep telling me you have stuff to tell me, but that you will tell me later? When will later be? In Perth?! keke....FISHY-NESS!
OK, so all this while, I can't be sure that she's coming back to Perth. All these accumulated "happenings" have made me come to the conclusion that she's possibly coming back to Perth to study but how can I be sure? She keeps telling me she's going to Melbourne... yet when I asked her numerous times when she's going to Melbourne, she's avoids the question on every occassion. She probably has this look on her face every time she's going to tell me a white lie!
So skip forward to Zion Food Fest!!! *talk talk talking to people*...
Su Ann found me so I talked to her for a little while, but I didn't manage to snap a picture with her! Next time! I want everyone to meet Su Ann!!! She's so ultra cool like this Sue-Anne!
Ok... so anyway... I see Julian (Pauline's brother). Well, actually he walks up to me and says hi. "Hi!" So we got talking and naturally I have to ask about Pauline! "So when is Pauline going to Melbourne?""Oh she decided to stay back in Perth to study..."
*jaw dropping moment of my life* "HAR WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?! She's staying in Perth to study???? How come????!!!!"
"Oh because she decided to study in Perth. She's coming back tomorrow."
"WHATTTTTT!!!! Are you serious? You just ruined the suprise!!!!"
"Oh well, you asked!! So I just told you."
*smack forehead* and the crowd says "ai yorrrrr.... !!!"
In my heart I felt really happy that she was coming back afterall. Then I felt upset that I found out the secret!!! For almost two months... everyone knew that she was coming back except for me. She had kept it secret for THAT long... and the day before she's due to arrive back in Perth, I find out. Oh well, it couldn't be helped once I knew the truth.
So obviously I can't tell her that I know that she was coming back to Perth in the end. I have to act suprised to see her, otherwise her efforts would all have been in vain. But it would have been a defining jaw dropping moment in my life if I suddenly saw her standing in front of me. I would literally start screaming like a hippo! Do hippos scream? Or maybe I might have to close my eyes and have a moment to myself and meditate a little...whilst holding back the tears...
Thanks for trying to suprise me. The effort means a lot... even though... in the end, unfortunately I found out, even though I didn't mean to!
So obviously I can't tell her that I know that she was coming back to Perth in the end. I have to act suprised to see her, otherwise her efforts would all have been in vain. But it would have been a defining jaw dropping moment in my life if I suddenly saw her standing in front of me. I would literally start screaming like a hippo! Do hippos scream? Or maybe I might have to close my eyes and have a moment to myself and meditate a little...whilst holding back the tears... Anyway I'm glad Miss Dungu Princess is back~! I missed her!!! *whacks arm* ngek ngek ngek
Thanks for trying to suprise me. The effort means a lot... even though... in the end, unfortunately I found out, even though I didn't mean to! First time I saw her was at ZLM and so after singing we all sat down. Then when I saw her sitting next to Esther my jaw literally dropped 3 times.... but no one was there to see my reaction!
So while I'm not supposed to know that she's coming back to Perth, I played tricks on her while talking on skype and MSN... asking her questions about Melbourne etc.
So we were talking last night on skype and it was FREAKING HOT! I was sweating like a pig with no air con or fan in my room and I didn't even open the window... and my door was pretty much closed. So you get the picture that my room is stuffy... but it's ok... I'm accustomed to heat. So then the conversation continues...
"Oh my housemates on aircon 24/7"
*weiwei being sneaky*
"Housemates? I thought you're staying with your brother?"
"Oh yeala ... got other ppl also what, my mum also, lol... too many ppl... sian"
HAHA *CAUGHT OUT*! This was her face when I caught her out!!! haha *sneaky Pauline* Twas so funny when she was trying to cover up her story! hahahahahhahahaaaa.... the best come back was from Usha....
"Oh it's another Pauline... she's a freshie...I'll introduce you to her"
today...
@12:10 am
bye bye~