Ouchh & Sob Sob

OuchHieee! and SoB SOb..... Today just isn't my day. Like a rolling potato, I FELL all da way DoWn from the kFC staircase, ... T_T ...

My back was sOooO painful, and for once I felt as if it had dropped off and my body had become 2 seperate segments.

One second before, Blah blah blah, I was happily talking to Vincent while walking down the steps after the satisfying kFC meals we both had craved for since last night.

However, the next second,

'Ploom ploom ploom'

I slipped at one and there the disaster took place. With my lower back, I landed on 6 or 7 steps with the impact so big that blue-blacks are now everywhere, especially elbows. Vincent wanted to catch me badly, but failed miserably, for I was rolling down at a faster speed than he could run.

Everyone along the stairs were caught in shock. Oh well, who will expect seeing a rolling screaming potato at dinner time, right? Well, they were being kind enough to make way for me after I got up. For they probably thought I might want to go hospital immediately since I looked so miserable and almost going to burst into tears! But most probably, they will burst into great laughters afterwards. I just couldn't care less. For the pain at that moment was too great , and all I could think of is to have simply an Osim chair that could offer me great massage on the spot.

One thing for sure, I'm definitely having serious staircase phobia now. NExt time, I'm going to take only escalators. Huhuhu...my back, elbows, shoulder, legs and bum are feeling soOoo painful. I don't want to suffer from concussion, or nerve dislocation, or worst still spine damage that could paralyse me.... Please... God, pls bless me!

Another Day in Sg

Resuming life back to normal again isn't easy, especially when one is too used to the 'out of normal' one.

Are human emotionally weak beings, whom always lacking the courage to carry out decisions which was planned earlier? Being emotionally dependent on another person could be a double-edged sword. Despite its positive side of giving one the passion and courage to live on; perhaps when the time to seperate comes, it might cause one to be a coward to live life alone again, and simply forgetting how well or independently they could live before having this another person.

Will be staying in Sg for another day. Back home on Friday, although have been planning to go home on this Thurs since last week. See, one good example of 'not carried out-as planned-decision'!

Think I've already been spending quite alot here in Sg on shopping. Blame it all on the exchange rate that makes me go crazy! Really gotta get myself out from this money-sucking island asap!

Because....

When I saw shoes that cost SGD25, I will tell myself,

' C'mon la..this is only like wat, 8 pounds! for such a nice shoes, so cheap lo, can nv get such deal in UK!
Buy Only Lar!'

When I came across handbag tagged SGD 35 , I tell myself again,

' but this is only like...uhmm..less than 15 pounds for a bag wor, summore not a dull and plain one..even a Jane Norman plain bag cost 10 pounds wat...

Buy Only Lar!'

When I saw Giordano basic top with best buy price, 3 for SGD 36, here the devil speaks again,

' around 13 pounds for 3 pieces, quite ok rite?...summore basic tops leh, different colors are alwiz useful for clothes matching...

Buy Only Lar!'

etc...

Although I don't fancy branded stuffs and actually prefer mix and match styles, Haiz.. but how can I still had spent so much here? And now, I start to realise this well known proverbs, 'sedikit sedikit, lama lama reli boleh jadi bukit'!

'Buy Only Lar' is killing me! :o

Packing up memories

Sometimes, I feel memories are just like photos. When photos are snapped, guess many people don't really look at it on the spot, just enjoy ourselves at that time, take as many as possible. Wait till we got back home, will view every picture observing everyone's smiles and every single beautiful places, then carefully sort every photo nicely into folders making them easier to be locate in the future.

I always thought that to look back into memories is nothing more than a cruel way to treat one self, not worse than open up an old scar, especially when you clearly know that those memories won't come back again. But, perhaps just like one old sayings, stand up from the place you fell. Guess many things can't be judged only from the surface. Sometimes, the stupidest way might be the best. By looking into memories in the past can give one the courage to continue for tomorrow.

Now, I feel looking into memories is just like looking back at old photos, each and everytime when things are done, memories are created; feelings at that moment will always be there, fix in the frame, despite how things had changed over time. No matter what decisions were to be made, what faith were to hold, what feelings were to have in the future, think only memories and feelings will always stay unchanged. Belong only to the owner, no one could grab it away.

Keeping memories well in a good place is just like keeping photos well in an album. Sometimes, I'm afraid if I don't sort them out and keep them well when I have the time to do so, I might gradually lose it in hectic daily life. And, one day, if I need it again, I probably know nowhere to find it again.

Is it true that people who understand their past well can walk into the future with great strides, simply knowing what they'd got, what they'd lost, what they want, without losing themselves?

STRANGE night

2 days ago, that night...

since ZQ drove the car, Piyo and I couldn't sleep and went out in the middle of night for a stroll. The surrounding was quiet except the tropical insects.

We came to this rather new playground at a nearby neighbourhood. Piyo's primary school stood right opposite it. This playground unlike the usual, has no seesaw, swings or anything for the kids but only a range of fitness equipments. Haha... Piyo said every morning, this place will be the hangout place for many beauty-conscious aunties after they brought their kids to school. Equipments there mostly are particlarly designed to slim down waist size.

There's also this interesting equipment which sort of imitate the mechanism of a pendulum swinging in antique clock, has a paddle to step on with both legs and allows one to start swinging left and right like a pendulum. Again, to slim waist down.

After so many supper nights, we two agreed that we should slim our waist down too with this equipment while we continue our talk. We spent almost one and a half hour there 'equipments hopping' like small kids. Hehe. ;p

So tired after that, we decided to call ZQ for a free ride home. Happily swinging on that 'pendulum', Piyo made a call to ZQ. His phone rang a few times before it got through. However, what happen next gave us a shock! Once the phone was through, instead of a polite 'hELLo' from ZQ, it was a high-pitched kid's shRiEk from the other end of the phone.Immediately after the scream, the call got hung up! Even me who wasn't holding the phone, could hear it from probably 2 metres away.

Puzzled, we decided to give ZQ another ring to find out whose voice was it earlier on. The second time, phone rang. And this time, it was his polite greets, nothing extraordinary. We did ask about whose voice could it be, but he claimed he was out with his friends, no kids around at all, and he received only one call from us...

Carbonara

Whee...! Its pastamania session! haha.. Piyo and I have finally become the chef for the night. tada! This is what we came up with. Omg!~.. such a sinful meal we've got.iTs soO nice tat we actually ate it as dinner for 2 consecutive nights! There goes my 'supposedly diet plan'.

Singa-pura

Have been here in Singa-pura to keep Piyo in company for almost a week already and my life here is nothing more than having only night life. Don't get me wrong, clubbing and drinking my night away ain't our cup of tea. It's mainly because we two piglets only pull ourselves out from the bed everyday at 3 or 4pm .

Pretty late right?... haiz, I know.

Normally, it takes us another one to two hours to stone in the living room before the 'planner-of-the-year', Piyo starts to think up of what to do for the day. Our 'daily-ambitious-yet-most-are-never-carried-out plans' are always very interesting as it includes go Sentosa, have BBQ, go temple, shopping in Orchard, see geylang girls, disturb Changi's ahgua(transvestite), check out haunted places, make Sushi......the list goes on. And usually when we have got ourselves ready, the shops are starting to close too. Now you see why we always never make it on time and we can only live night life after 10.

I feel Singa-pura is such a nice city to venture out at night.
No car on the road, no traffic jam, no crowded places and nice weather! I must mention here that I think Piyo is so like a vampire or maybe was a vampire in her past lifes that she hates sunlight so much and is only willing to step out from house only when the sun starts to set. In fact, it doesn't bother me too much since I don't really mind going out at night with her. Her company is always the greatest! ^Grinz^

We usually drove around the island just for fun and to travel from one end of sg to the other doesn't take longer than 2 hours.

Interestingly, I realised something from Singa-pura's night life.
1. Ben&Jerry is everywhere! Can easily find it in almost every petrol station and any supermarket. Haven't bought any yet though.

2. No milkshake in McD. They don't sell any milkshake here and I start to wonder if only Malaysia's McDs sell it. :o

And also because they don't have 'mamak' culture here, Singaporeans like watching football matches in McD and some branches are opened 24 hours. During the WC season, we concluded that, good boys go McD, happening guys go pubs, old uncles go kopitiam, and lazy ppl stays at home. :p

3. Highway speed limit is 90km/h (110km/h in msia). Haha. No wonder Sg's cars always like to exceed highway speed limit in Msia.

4. Nasi lemak is green. I don't know if this happens only in certain areas or only at those places I so happened to go for meals; I have seen nasi lemak green in color in 3 places already. Hmm...weird.

5. Cornetto's blackforest flavour is fantabulous!!! Wonder if I can find this flavour back in Msia...hmmm. Didn't really notice this flavour since I was never a great fans of cone-icecream till now.

*Yummyyyy*

Guess I'm going to grow soooo fat here because of this. That's also why we haven't buy any Ben&Jerry so far.

Is 'sorry' an useful word?

Have you ever feel like you are so in wrong in a situation? And no matter what, you still clearly know that you are the one who did terribly wrong and there's no way you can justify yourself out. And indeed you are the one who should be responsible for the whole situation. What would you do next?

Since young, we were taught to admit our mistake and apologize with the word 'sorry' if we ever did anything wrong. As we grow older and older, this virtue remains and we always apologize immediately if we found ourselves in wrong, mmm...just like if we accidentally knock someone in a crowded place, or if we step on someone's toe unintentionally, etc. I feel that to say sorry to someone we don't really know is always easier. And it doesn't take so much courage for it.

But then, when the same thing comes to people around, guess things wouldn't be the same, and seems like it is always harder to bring the 'sorry' word out from mouth. I feel I'm always such a person, tend to keep sorry to myself most of the time, sometimes, even try to run away from the situation. It's not that I find sorry a shameful word to say nor feeling that I wasn't in wrong or trying to justify for what I had done. I feel the guilt, I know I'm in wrong. But, sometimes, I do wonder also. Is sorry an useful word? Will thing change just because of a few 'sorry' words?

I'm not trying to say apologizing brings no benefit, but sometimes, I feel despite how many times of sorry one side is willing to say, certain thing when done, will always remain irreversible and nothing will change because of the 'sorry'. It's like for instance, what if I hit a person's car, then I say sorry, will it un-hit the car? And what if I shouted too loud when watching WC and woke everyone in the house up, then I say sorry, will it make everyone continue with their sleep again or compensate for the sleep time they lost? And what if I borrowed something from my friend and lost it eventually, then I say sorry, will I recover the lost piece again? And what if I put the whole kitchen in mess and I went out right after that, and my housemate got to clear up the whole mess for me, then I say sorry to them after that, will it make any different? And of course, I know if I can be less careless and more careful, all these are avoidable. Those were indeed my mistake. I'm sorry to ppl concerned with the situations mentioned above as those were my mistakes and I don't remember saying sorry to you all.

But, what if 'bigger' things happen? Is sorry really an effective word? And if one does say sorry and the other person say something like 'it's ok... I accept your sorry' or something equivalent to that, does it really mean the mistake wouldn't be taken to heart? Or is 'sorry' just a word to help ease one's (who apologizes) guilt-ridden heart?

Letting Go

想起

回到相遇的地点
才知我对你不了解
以为爱得深就不怕伤悲
偏偏爱让心成雪

我独自走在寂寞的长街
回忆一幕幕重演
我告诉自己勇敢去面对
就算心碎也完美

想起我和你牵手的画面
泪水化成雨下满天
如果我和你还能再见面
就让情意旧梦能圆

我们在不同的世界
想着每一次的误会
好想再一次依偎你身边
偏偏你有千里远

Opposition

For the past 2 days, I have been searching everywhere for the summon.

Good news is : Yeah! I found it.

Bad news is : I found it in my dad's briefcase.

The offence part reads 'tidak patuh lampu isyarat'

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Today, I watched two matches.

Good news is : Yes, yes, yes! Portugal won the match, entered semi finals and sent England home. I don't really hate England team, but I think Portugal deserves the victory. Lady luck just isn't on England's side.

Bad news is : No, no, no! Brasil lost, beaten by France. HOW CAN??? The world cries. I don't want to drink red wine anymore.

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Good news is: I bet on lottery with the number on the summon. If I win, the prize will be enough to cover the fine.

Bad news is: I didn't win.

'Rocky' Day

An unforgettable day indeed.

As usual, I drove downtown. This time, I was craving for Rocky and bought back 10 packets from a shop. The crave started two days ago when my baby sisters offered it to me.

On my way back home, I came to this T junction and my position was at the 'I' of the 'T' where I could see many cars lining up at the horizontal front road waiting at the traffic light. I wanted to turn left. When I was reaching the junction and about the turn, surprisingly my lane was clear and no car was blocking my way. Since the traffic light was turning yellow, as a Malaysian driver, I pressed against the accelerator so I could quickly turn into the left instead of waiting at the traffic light. My mum was in the car with me. And she had started to raise her voice to get me stopped but apparently I did not since my car had already passed the normal stoppage line.

Drivers from the opposite lane were staring at me one kind. Mmm... Do I look weird?

Soon after that, their stare was answered. When I turned into the left, a familiar fat man with white gloves and a big bike waved kindly to me.

What the...

.....Police?

With no choice, I stopped at the road side. And cars at the opposite lane were staring at me still. I must be looking like some jokers by then. No wonder just now the lane was clear and apparently those drivers knew there were polices waiting and they were also waiting to see who is the dumbo to fall into the trap. Ok, that's me.

Earlier on, I saw this picture on kennysia.com during my boring revision period in Edinburgh. I don't quite buy it till I saw it with my own eyes just now.

The words say "I'm anti-corruption

I was trying to, you know, 'settle' with the police on the spot. But, this policeman, haiz, due to some unknown reason (guess maybe I was his first business and he needs to get back to his boss with at least a few victims before he started his 'own' business), he refused to listen to me, not even prepare to listen a single word of explanations from me. Straight away, he asked for my IC and license. I was rather panic since this is my first time to encounter a police roadblock.

1 minute later, he demanded my window to be scrolled down lower. I thought I might have a second chance to settle with him on the spot. So, I had prepared a smile and had it nicely positioned on my face.... =)

Who knows, he handed me a pen and a summon. =(

And he said, 'Moi, u ni serius lar, langgar lampu isyarat'

'ar?? no lar... tadi lampu orange saje. Tak de chance ke?'

'U sign sini lar, OK?'

'O...ok lo.....'

Fine. He was really serious with it and I was left with no other choice. I just signed the summon off, and said bye bye to him. You can imagine my mum's face.

P/S: I wanted to take a photo of my summon and have it posted up on my blog. However, weirdly, the summon is now nowhere to be found. I asked my mum a favour to keep this as a secret from my dad. And hopefully I recover the summon before my dad finds it somewhere in the house. Also, strangely as I find, the summon has no clearly stated amount of fine I should pay but from what I heard, the market rate is RM300! Guess this is my best summer gift so far. =( =( =(

And since I am not intending to let my dad know about this incident, it also means that I gotta fork out the 300 bucks myself. Sigh....

This time, my wallet is definitely bleeding badly! Haiz.

If any of you has any idea on how to get a 'student price' or maybe 'discount' to pay this fine, do let me know asap! Thx!

Deepest Condolence

When time is up for one to leave this world, there will be no warning.

Three days ago, when I woke up and checked my sms, I received the news that my cousin's husband has died in a road accident on that morning. Banged by a lorry, he died on the spot due to excessive blood loss. I wondered how his feeling was at the moment right before he died. He must have got lots of words to tell his wife, his children, his parents and his friends. But, he just had no chance.

I still remember a few years ago, when she, my cousin being the first one to get married in our family, how we, the younger cousins talk about her loving and caring husband. Then, one year later, when they have their first boy, how we discuss of what name were to be given to the lovely baby. A few years later, the second girl was born. Always a happy family of four whenever I see them. The lost is really hard for everyone to accept, especially for my cousin who is only at her late 20s.

Life is really short, no one is going to know what is going to happen tomorrow. I feel we come to this world just like coming for a trip. It's always a one way trip and there will be no turning back. I can't imagine how would I have felt if I were to leave this world leaving behind things undone and dreams unfulfiled. We come, we learn how to live our life, how to love, how to give, how to take, how to bring joys to everyone around us, leave our footsteps in everyone's heart, and when time is up for us to leave this world, there'll be no warning and guess by that time we just have to let everything go even though we have thousands and one reasons to not want to leave. Perhaps when we have something in mind, we just need to do it as soon as possible, cherish the time we have, and don't really need to care too much for others' words and opinions as well as being indecisive, as for maybe 10 or 20 years later, all these won't matter anymore.

Today is the funeral, I send my deepest condolence to my cousin and her husband's family.

Finally, it's out

Results is finally OUT!

Wheewwww................PASS! Thank God! I'm satisfied at least I don't have to fly back next month and get ready for a resit. =) =) =)

Guess among all my frenz in the UK, I had exams the earliest and results the latest.

I'm now in a cyber cafe in Malacca, paying PeiPei a visit and will be staying here for 3 days. Wasn't expect it to be out at this time, when I was checking it in such place. Half an hour ago, I was just telling Pei that how reluctant I was to walk to this cyber cafe under the hot sun and have been complaning to her that I wouldn't have much things to do in here.

But, world truly works in amazing ways and things happen when you least expect it, isn't?

Fancy a Stress level test?

This is an interesting stress level test. Try to look into these pictures and to tell if patterns in these pictures are moving.

There are 3 of them in total, you might see movements in one picture while not in the others, depending on individuals. Ok, enough say, Here you go...

The explanations go like this: The greater movements you observed, the higher your stress level is and the weaker ability you have in handling stress. However, at different time of a day, people tend to have different intepretations. For example, before you sleep, the movement you observed will be much slower than in the day. And according to some reports, criminals and mentally-ill patients tend to see them in rapid spinning motion. Do tell me what you have seen, k?

Finally, I have my hair cut, after 6 months. My usual hairdresser Jeffrey doesn't base in Muar anymore (he went to Singapore last month). So, I venture out for a new hairdresser and under the recommendations of my friends, I came to this brand new shop of which I have never patronize before. Got a girl hairdresser, all I can say is, she is rough and within half an hour of hair cutting, her scissors poke me 4 times. Fortunately, I still have got my both ears with me. Phew!

I definitely miss Jeffrey.

p/s: thought of getting my hair color changed. Any suggestion of what colour should I dye?

World Cup

World cup has started. Well..I'm not a great fans of football but since I have nothing much to do back home; watching matches as well as predicting which team will be the winner of a match turns out to be my simplest entertainment.

I simply have no idea on how to judge if a team is good but I don't mind learning. And also, I find that to bet on a football game is another field of great knowledge to learn. Those rules are never simple! I tried to understand them but seems like of no avail.

Apart from that, spotting good looking players is quite fun too.

And this latino guy is really HOT!!!

One of his best looking picture.

Alwiz points his fingers to the sky when he scores a goal

His Style: Casual but expensive. He is the face of Armani Jeans, drives a Ferrari and wears his long black hair in an alice band.

Gorgeous!

The funniest thing is, when I was telling my first younger sister how good looking this 22-yrs-old Brazilian player is, my twin baby sisters heard the name Kaka and both of them have been saying "KA--KA'' all day long. Haha. And because of that, my mum even suspected that they have been attacked by some unknown insects in the house ('kaka' is a hokkien word for small insects) .