well hello again.

Been to work, with much lesser to do since the RI inspection yesterday in Orchard Central. The rest is up to ZR to finish up. I continue with my assigned project: drawings much neater, easier to be understood so I finished it up today. Will be visiting site with Mary soon :)

So. Since there was nothing to rush, I had a pretty sleepy day in the office. Morning coffee did not last more than 2 hours, to my dismay. I found out how to log into twitter, and since I had more time on this project, I discreetly opened a little window at the corner to read updates. Well Fann kept me accompanied with her stories, an hour or so in the morning. I wish life wasn't so mundane as it is now. I need excitement, whatever. Not the work adrenalin, for certain that is.

yet again, ZH thought us something about working in DP: brought us to the shopping mall via the fire escape door. We needed caffeine and sweets. Ha.

The only thing left for me to look forward for the day is the ensemble practice at night. Really, I love playing together. But I guess the situation brings me back to year 2's concert. I was all in a melancholy when we said our goodbyes. I knew that it'll be the last time I'll be little girl among the seniors' batch's section. The last time Caledyne/Hanshan/Valerie sits beside me, Samuel the CM in front of me, and WK behind me. I felt, secured, confidant.

Today was different. What I longed for and look forward to is that group of people whom I've been playing with for the past two years, and have taught me a good deal.

Not to brag, but I am currently the remaining player who was already playing in this section the previous year. And so I have a year of experience. But thanks to not being part of the committee, I am somehow left out. I am not significant enough, I think. I am pushed to the side. The comm automatically takes on the important seats. I automatically say yes and comply. I don't think I have a say. I am better but I don't have enough to wow people. Therefore I am just, there.

Well, the fun part was I got to play the cello in our unofficial quartet later on. First time! I love how the sound comes out and compliments the melody; such a different tone and voice compared to second violins and the inner v1 desks!

Seeing the situation, I really wish to transfer to another section. I look normal outside, but I'm actually unrest. Should I continue this ? I really wonder. I hate fighting for a position, but maybe that's how it works. It does not always works by merit, that I've realized.

3 options:

1. switching section- which I highly doubt they'll allow. They'll say that I am needed in my current section.

2. playing once in awhile as I wish, no more weekly. means i've more of less given up fighting for a better role in this section.

3. completely stop this and do something else. do they really want me back?

4. stay on in the same section and see how things goes. I might get what I want, I might not get what I want. And in the meantime, just bear with it.

I need some guidance.

Hello Mr Dentist, It's been more than a year.

When left in the dentist chair and room alone, I wasn't such a fool to extract my teeth on my own, like Bean :D I don't usually take pictures at the dentist's, just trying out the SE camera phone, actually, after Mr Nok went M.I.A.

Trips to the dentist's allows me to measure the amount of time that has passed, always. One thing that is unavoidable at the dentist's is that no matter how early you reached the clinic, you'll still have to wait a good deal of time before your turn comes.

The scene is so familiar, again The Dentist, the automatic chair and the blinding lights- but what's different is the date and time on your watch. It has been more than a year since the doctor last had bad encounter of my halitosis- okay joking I have No bad breath, I require no mints when in conversation with anyone.XD

I've been to this place too often, since the days of my primary school, up to the first visit since I started tertiary ed, today- the doctor still remembers my name well.

Well, well, dad showed me his photo gallery yesterday after we had dinner- how different were our looks when we were younger! Even Russ and the Hamsters looked young; and of course later on we had 3 sets of an interesting bird species came building nests in my yard after the dog was gone- my dad haven't gone down making a proper photolog for them all, too many, too messy, but would have made an awesome photo montage. I'll make one, when I feel like it this holidays x)


Anyway, I've realised how everyone in my batch have found their new lifestyle after high school, and naturally adapting and perhaps enjoying their college and friends very much after more than half a year already; while some already received their acceptance letters to enter a university?

Noticed how you look older in the mirror?

(I noticed how I couldn't fit in St John pants properly anymore)


Anyway, re-studying music theory from grade 1- this time, properly (don't know what went into my head all these years!). Because finally, I've found a good use to apply them otherwise whacking the keyboard would sound too amateur if SAND decides to pay the worship team another visit, and using more words like ostinato and syncopation- it would be a complete waste of knowledge if I ever have them explaining techniques and ways we could use to improve on near future. I think I only understood that 'hello mr electric guitar, no more than 6 notes in a bar during if playing worship music.' heh.

Some Sherlock Holmes, and then I'll retire for the day, piano lesson tomorrow morning :)


P.S. Hello Hurricane I can't possibly wait much longer for you!

I say I hate Running.

Running for fitness sake, or achieving your goals bit by bit, seems a whole lot easier to me- when you have no idea how the other Competitors are effortlessly zooming pass you.


Ah. Poly 50 is like sports day. Except that more adrenaline pumping is involved.

Over 100 teams of 10 members per team were sweating it all out today.

I should have trusted my instincts when Leon didn't give me a clear answer that I only have to run 100 meters for 5 times. Yeah. Donkey shitx)

And then 2 days before the race, Leon reminds me about it, when the event was at point of deletion of trashed somewhere at the corner of my head-

And I thought it as an exercise routine since tennis training was off this Wednesday.
If I get tired, I could just stroll along the route, right?

And I had when through zero_nil_nada running practices.

I say I hate running.


200 meters fast 'sprint' of more than 10 times. Gosh. I wasn't prepared AT ALL.
My heart and limbs were burning in the first long 400m already (couldn't find the next relayer due to the overcrowded back lane of the W5A studios)



I say I hate running!




50 laps around, with 3 of 200 meters stations. 10 per team.
I didn't quite like the fact that I was to run more than 6 times of 100 meters Leon had cajoled me into the race.

So there I was, on a slow and steady jog pace while the other muscular dragonboaters etc ran passed me in a blink of an eye.



***


The important thing is, I was running for Christian Fellowship.
I love their company. So many I joined, even though I said I hate running.
And I knew there wasn't much pressure to win the race, like the other teams.
I knew that everyone was just like me.
Somehow, we'll enter and finish the race, together, encouraging one another and supporting each other when we're falling.
Fuji, was providing music at the top of the little hill we all hated to run through.
Guitar + Voice = 2 hours of motivation for practically everyone running the race.


Then we actually formed a circle in the middle of the car park and started singing songs and sharing experiences when the race ended :)



I don’t care what people will say
I’m running after You
I won’t turn back and go their way
Coz I’m running after You
Yeah I’m running after You
I’m running after You
-Planet Shakers, 2003



Races. How metaphorical.


Everyday's a race to finish till I hit Home.

Sublime!

After hours of unwrapping/peeling/tearing apart 30 cling-wrapped chairs for the awesome new church hall- 1 chair = approx. 12 minutes, do the math; plus a few bruises and blisters on my sored hands (no piano/violin for awhile I guess =/), dusty clothes and quite hungry~



Some soothing music always does the trick.
How should I describe this piece of music..
Magical? Enchanting? Haunting? Bewitching? Fantasizing? Gratifying?

This moment, Addicting.

I must visit Czech Republic one day. On a train- to Prague.
The haunting enchantment of the history-filled city, classical architecture, culture and then the people.
Dvorak is one mysterious fella. Or rather- A Master.

Seems like I want to visit most of the non-english speaking countries in Europe.
Wait till Fann has the money to commission me to build a chateau in Nice, then I can get a nice month off to tour Europe. My dad had notions about bringing me along on a backpacking holiday in Europe where we would visit places by day and travel by night train. Trains! =D
But of course, I wonder who here can beat my dad's record of touring Europe at the tender age of 19 with his earned salary. =.= who. I wished I could.


yay. I'm utilizing this moment to seize lazing time. Ciao.

It's Friday!

And I thought I could break my own record.

I thought I was able to go through episode 10 without crying. (nah something happened at the end; the boy cried and I cried. geezz..)
Ep 11.. a little at the end.
Actually, I cry less as the episode goes.
Probably a little more immune to those scenesXD

Anyway that was the Jap episode 1 litre of tears.

1 week in an architect's firm with Dan was interesting =D
And they actually got a Japanese contractor to build city square - about 10 years ago.
They say local contractors can't handle the project - which I believe was true 10 years ago.
yes another week to go~

Today is 27th Feb 2009. Second last day till the month ends.

March. March. March.
I have an odd feeling towards the days to come - one is which I wished it would come sooner, one is which I want time to stall until I feel alright to grow old(er).

I don't want to. But I want to.

I want to relive my teenage but I don't want to.

I want to go through high school again but I don't want to.

I'm looking forward very much but I don't want to grow older.

Why am I contradicting my very own words?



March symbolizes a new beginning, a new month, and a new cycle to the four seasons.

Spring blossoms marks the end of the long and cold, old, winter.

I wish not to hear disappointing news of the past; because I want to live on.


So maybe the coming days has better things installed for me =)

Random Feel Good Talk.

I can't remember what happened yesterday - probably another day of rotting at home! lol. =D

Playing: Borodin's Nocturne for String Quartet.

How many times in life you get a chance to utter that sacred phrase? For now at least, I think that the time between the last day of SPM and the day you face the undeniable truth =o - The Results. However you anticipated it.

Fact is, the Ministry of Education Malaysia is allowing us this special season in life, for once. Because it takes that amount of time to get things done. I can only sit idly and fret over everything. For instance, like how I already forgot the feeling when I was studying for it. Hah! I can't remember studying for SPM! (Probably didn't do so much, either =/) And, like how the others are explaining A level Further Maths and I'm starting to figure out the times table again and having problems doing simple arithmatics in my head when paying for a ChocoTop. Geez. Everything is draining away. Time cheating on us? Sometimes, I even imagine that an aeroplane carrying the papers would breakdown and all the papers forced out of the plane cabin, flies thorugh the sky, adn then slowly, but surely, ending up floating on the surface of the vast and open sea.


Its February. I should plan to do something useful already.



Ahh. Anyway today I had trouble waking up at 7 in the morning. Nothing astounding about it, but its hard to stay awake throughout 2 services in church hearing the pastor preach, and sitting at the absolute last row. The entire morning - especially when you had 3 and a half's hours rest the night before. The sleeping time fixed, as usual; the waking time was manipulated, 5 hours early; and the fact that I managed to have my eyes wide open was the response. Still a little groggy and teary-eyed I made my way up the flight of stairs without tripping over it, I made my way to the children church's hall. And an immediate invitation to a dinner fellowship party in teacher Stella's house. Hah. That means I will have to drive the Gas powered kancil all the way from Permas Jaya to Tasek =/ Far. Anyway, had another great day with the worship team - don't even know whether I'll be free to be around to serve in this ministry once I hit college! =I

Perhaps Naomi's guava chew became a temporary drug to keep me awake in the first service. After the worship leading for second service, I sat around listening to Sarah Abraham singing MTV songs when some of them started playing music from their mobiles. Insanely astounding for pastor's-9-year old girl with missing front teeth.=S

I ate 3 quarter of yesterday's supposedly-eaten-for-dinner bento Kenny Rogers - and I snoozed 3 hours. 3 hours! Another bad-for-health day. Absent breakfast, sleep separated 3 hours here and there - that stylish way of life.

3 hours was enough to keep me alert during the 2 hours I was driving on the road.
Dad suggested I give my driving teacher 2 mandarin oranges, he'll be happy to receive it.
So I did.

Again, drove in Route A - had some uncertainties in the route, still, although this is one of the last hours practicing driving for the test.
The terrible one was B Route.
Halfway through the route I took a left turn to the Permas bridge.
Giggles.
My instructor even jokingly asked, why I wanted to head home instead of going back to the driving school to do Part II stuff. lol.
So he decided that I should drive to Tasek straightaway - and at 45km/h I reached Tasek approximately half an hour later XD Hah!
Anyway I was pretty glad today, having the engine to die on me once ONLY, and the teacher praise me for the reverse due to entering a wrong lane in Tasek.
Before I got down the car, he returned two oranges and 5 bucks! =D
Woot.

The BungaRaya Sri Tebrau agent got me a good instructor =D

I only remembered him raising his voice when the engine kept dying repeatedly at a junction once. Once.

He wanted to treat me lunch at 4pm the first time I had my practical lesson. He haven't had his - because the natural gas was was exausted before he came to pick me up (at an already delayed time) and he had to wait for someone to deliver petrol - on Christmas Day. =)

The very first time I sat in the car to drive around the driving school circuit, I remembered him dozing off when I was practicing streering at 20km/h for an hour. =D

=) just some feel good memories.


After the fellowship and good food and getting laughs out at how I got conned of my cell and also the chance to meet up Melody after a period of time, I realized my parents laughed at how the car started off in front of our house gate >.> Indirectly trying to get a good laugh out of a beginner driver. >.<>.>

If you know how congested adn cluttered the upper floor is, you'll wonder how I shifted every furniture and object around. Like a puzzle.

(I planned to do this sometme ago, but never got myself to get off the comfortable refurbished sofa and get to it until I saw my furnitures being pushed around due to my mum trying to remove the curtains for them to get washed.)

A cm thick of dust after a mopped my room floor just Yesterday. Could also indicate that I did it with an eye close. heh.

No wonder the water tap turned itself on and the sneezes came in like a thunderstorm everytime I sat around in my room XD

And my indifference towards the execution of cockroaches in the house has gone from bad to worse.
My mum will be darn upset if she knew that I saw one running about and did nothing about it.

Because I just did.
As like I did yesterday.

I'll just be cautious enough not to let it touch my skin and prevent it from climbing over my beddings: that'll be quite enough.


Blah. Anyway my wooden bed frame is gone, out of my room, into the little space after the flight of stairs, and into the guest's room. And I noticed I scratched the parquet floor right infront of the guest room's doorstep. Eeek.=S

(and I had a bad excuse that we're not going to stay here much longer so why bother to take care of the parquet when the next tenant could do a new layer of varnish? I wasn't very sure about the staying part though; future is uncertain.)


But at least now my room is spacey. I hope it stays this way and not get cluttered up with stuff again >.> Because I like it this way. Spacey.

Bed mattress is on the floor now. I think its better too; afternoon naps can get pretty warm sometimes and because the cool air from the aircon flows nearer to the floor, its more comfortable nearer to the floor. Ah cut the crap. I always wanted to sleep on the floor again like when I was a toddler. (anyway the cool air part was Tested and Proven. Not my physics theory trying to poke in some annoyance again>.>)



Despite having to know that the second Wimbledon 2008 history happened again, I wasn't too dissapointed though. Although I admit there still was some. Both were good players. Nadal's style is just here to defeat Fed's style of playing. The new and young ones will come and the older one's will slow down and call it a career. Oh gosh, Fed's old already? =( 27 is not old. But old, in the world of Professional Tennis. Sad isn't it. Fed didn't get his 14th Grand Slam title this time =I To equal to the greatest tennis player in history - Pete Sampras, Fed has to get the 14th. And the 15th would mean surpassing Sampras already. Nadal's a great player, but why, why couldn't he come in a bit later and let Fed grab another few Grand Slam titles? Gahh Nadal threw Fed off the ATP No.1 seat and now this. =I But who pushed Nadal to play at greater heights? Fed did. Who made the game so exciting and dramtic at the same time? Like they say, it takes two to tango.

I have to watch 5th set to see it all, how it all happened - and ended.


Teddy bear don't cry.. T.T
I wanted to cry along so badly, but I guess since I'm not the player himself and will never walk in his shoes, I'll accept the fact that someone's out there better than me. And with all willpower to win another Slam and equal a record, upgrade! Yes easy to say, but with all the emotional waves crashing in I guess its so darn hard for Roge.
Still, I'll say Go ROGER FEDERER!



Oh, it's 2nd already,
It's Ying Ying's birthday.
Happy 18th Birthday Tomodachi!
She's such a loyal friend. Having to be best friends in Standard 3 and had to seperate classes in Standard Four, she still delivers my birthday present year after year, without fail.
What about college? Times change, people change, but I hope this sincere, cherishable, friendship would go on forever!

Yi Th'ng, another bestie from secondary, flies of to Perth today.
yes, I guess I should stop thinking about sticking to everything comfortable and allow my friends and me, myself to continue our next stage of life.


And I, shall call it a night~!

Misty Mountains. Hills.

Photolog: Fraser's Hill
With a bad camera.

I met your great-grand-daddy.
X)

Mamak in the hills. Check out those tall trees (Bio: the Climax Community? heh.)
Hot, peppery soup (reasonably priced) a cool climate is the BEST.XD

Surreal! Looks like your mansion in heaven.


Beware: Bad photos ahead, view at your own risk.

Anyway, I managed to get in the Fraser's Hill 'Ye Ole Smoke House' XDXDXD
Actually my small family of 3 decided to have a reunion dinner there! Love that quaint, cosy, warm, english tudor smoke house! Classic english indoor furnishings =D Before dinner was served, we shifted from room to room to enjoy the different room's 'feel' =D. There was the common room with alternating black and white tiles, drink bar room with a darker, colder shade, and sort of a 'family' or 'private' living room - lacey pink/peach! Acting like total jakuns actually, moving from room to room like that, and taking pictures of the interior! Just like another annoying tourist. heh. You have to go there to feel that atmosphere =) Food was good AND costly. Hah. Good thing the food was good though. Oh yeah, the food was pretty much cheaper than the one in Cameron highlands. It was dark already, that's why couldn't get better pictures - especially with a pocket camera. So I actually went round with the D90 afterward.
And haven't got hold of its memory card (with pictures in it) yet.

Terrible flash.

Without.

I don't know about this.. this picture looked like it just survived a washing machine =S

Absolutely unreliable under low lightings.

I think the camera got colour-cheated! Seriously.

On the way to the little waterfall.

A pocket camera can't take good flowing water pictures =/
I used the fastest and slowest shutter speed and it turned out almost the same. Grr.
No frozen waterdrops, no smooth, silky, flowing water images - nothing.

I just realized how troublesome a pocket camera can be,
and conclude that a pocket camera is only professional for...
Camwhoring. Snapshots of it. Oh yeah. XD


Happy Chinese New Year!

Butt Ache. XD

A short Photolog on the Island, P. Pangkor.

Someone needs to reinvent the bicycle seats.
Bicycle seats for those who do occasional biking.

Best stuff to chew at night,
while strolling along the shores with a light sea breeze and salt sprays .
Better than the packaged ones sold in Aiyoyo. =D

Didn't camouflage too well in bright green...
Oh well.
That wasn't me trying to be a monkey because I didn't get any much further than that! lol!

And an amateur snapshot of a sunset.

Toodles!

23˚ Below.

Photologging!
In Cameron Highlands.

A really big moth outside the mamak stall.

Starbucks for those who miss it.


Convent on a hill! Really nice weather to study in. (okay, bad photo>.>)


Ah, shoot. Couldn't get a bigger picture because wires were all over the place.
But a very nice building, has an older feel than the one in JB.


Boh tea plantation, at a higher altitude than the other plantations.


Tea leaves processing factory. (slanted=/)


(over exposed fluorescents, flash was hard on the metal surfaces. aiks.)


The shop that sells tea products.


Clear skies, scorching sun.


Bharat Cameron Valley.

Pretty majestic from where I stood.


Entrance to the Ole Smoke House.

Sneaked to the rear door to take a peek at the interiorXD
'Patrons only' the signboards say, and a sirloin steak would costs RM80.
A nice piano always adds to the mood =)





The beginning.

Little budding fruit in a flower.

Juicy! =D

Mmm---

While I was downing some really nice, fattening straberries and cream - we met these 2 foreigners that have seemed to follow us around for the day >.> Almost every location we visited, they and their cellulose-free legs would be there. They Hiked. ALOT XD


That's all for the day.

Pictures taken with: Panasonic Lumix, pocket camera.

Tsumetai!

5 hours on the highway, 4 hours on windy roads. It didn't feel as long as 9 hours. This can only prove one thing: I'm getting older. >.>

When you're one, 1 year is your whole lifetime.
When you're seventeen, 1 year is 1/17 your whole lifetime.


That's why 9 hours seems so much shorter today than 7 years back!


9 hours past so fast that I didn't have time to turn on my iPod. Shows how occupied I am, not feeling bored at all; but in reality there was really nothing much to do in the car. I tried to write Peh Yee's autograph during the car ride but my handwriting was getting wackier by the second so I stopped after one messy paragraph. heh. I ended up dozing off a little, waking up and staring blank, out at the overcast skies. Doing That, actually occupies my 9 hours without a tinge of boredom.


We stopped for some lunch and break, but back in the car I was permanently glued to the seat due to the seat belts, and at the same time resisting the odd feeling of my butt cells having to be continually in a mitotic state. Actually, It happened since the final month before SPM. Sitting down and sleeping most of the time, if not at the books. Those old days of constant, hard, physical activity is long gone. That pretty much explains the terribly low metabolism of the undisciplined me. XD


Anyway, dad was telling me how Malaysia cancelled out all the British names for our mountains and ports because they have that 'slave mentality', thinking that British came to make them slaves and kept them backward for years. For example, Kota Kinabalu was once called Jesselton; Port Swettenham now Port Klang, etc. On the other hand Singapore is still keeping those British names like Raffles, and is proud of that heritage.


The hotel here in Brinchang here has some English Tudor style architecture. The lobby is pretty medieval style. Dark shades, masonry, wide spiral stairs, vintage leather sofas, Hogwarts-style chandelier, a fireplace and a mantelpiece. Very cool! I'll get the pictures up later.


Playing: Bach Cello suite no.1 in G major.

Just suitable for the atmosphere. =D


Except for my parents who started mimicking the infamous laughter of Wolfie-Mozart in the hotel room, from the movie Amadues - dad randomly picked it up from the DVD store few days back. Although plot may not be exact, following closely according to the history and biography of Mozart, it was enjoyable nonethelessXD



Toodles.

I forgot the existence of Bad Guys.

It's the 7th day of 2009, that marks a week of the new year.

They started school on the 5th, and in 14 years of my life I'm not putting on any standard uniform to school in early January. Yet in Convent there's still unresolved matters to be settled. I hate it to say I don't really look forward to return to school soon, but I had to. Which part have we done wrong that things had to turn out this way?

Cik Mas sent me forward messages since she returned from her long pilgrimage holiday. Christmas and New Year ones. I was glad to have her back, so we could sort things out, but it seems that she's not glad to be back, with extra responsibilities to carry this year plus never ending problems. I can brag about the past, but today I want to be as far as possible.

Anyway, Sunday and Monday found me on the computer 24/7. I was making full use of the 2 days I get to use my dad's mobile modem on my laptop. I needed bandwidth to load YouTube videos, because I decided to follow another anime series: Monster.

Its 74 episodes long, and I'm barely at the middle yet. It made me think a little, how many percent of Humans in the world are Monsters?

Usually they come from a bad family background, a terrible childhood experience, or rejection even before birth.

Well today, I forced myself up, early. Seemed like I forgot my plan for the day for a moment, but dad reminded me, I wanted him to sent me to school. So I took my bag with the necessary stuff inside. This time I made sure my phone was in the bag, not under the pillow. Grabbed the letter, and went downstairs. I had to be back before 11am for piano lesson.

Dad said bye, dropped me at the school gate, and the guard graciously opened the gate for me (for the first time, very nicely.) Met Mrs Ignitius, she was nice as ever, and handed me a letter to pass to Chin Fang. Then I waited outside the staff room for Cik Mas. She looked Tired. At my 2 o'clock, there was Mrs Lee, she smiled. Mrs Emilda too. Then I went up to 5Sc2, same place, to get stuff from Chin Fang. She was a good Secretary. Probably the only one.

I walked down the slopes, the guard opened the gate again. Hopped on a Taxi, he was a nice Chinese guy, asking me what I'll do next after SPM, and telling me his son finished Electrical Engineering in NUS. Reached Rtr James Ho's house, and I thought he was going to be angry with the late delivery, but he wasn't. Instead he kept saying Thank You and good job and that Rotary gave funds to PKK, the social homes my dad is in charged of at the moment. We exchanged God Bless and I was off, heading off to the Pelangi Bus stop.

Basically everyone I met was nice. I thought I had a fine morning travelling in JB town.

Actually I did wanted Rtr James Ho to say, have a save trip home.

And on my way up the road to Omega and the main station, I thought, wow, I'm panting. Last time I didn't feel a thing.

I wanted to sent out a message to Fann, telling her the work is done, then I remembered what Hou Ling said when we were walking along the streets nearby leisure mall, that I shouldn't hold my cell phone like that, as somebody might snatched it.

Then I met this chinese guy, he looked.. worried. He was on a motorcycle, but he told me his car had some problem, and it was at the back lane of Omega. I thought, he must have gotten this bike for temporary use. He said he needed to call his sister to get a repair man in order to get his car fixed. I wanted to help him call instead of letting him use my phone himself. But I guess I had Okay experiences with strangers using my phone; all of them were grateful and some even wanted to pay me money for that call. That guy looked.. okay. Late 20's.

I handed him my phone.

I wondered why he was typing he keypad nervously. Maybe he was worried that his car broken down. Maybe my keypad was hard to type, its not tactile anymore.
He listened into the phone, spoke some cantonese, and asked me whether I was in a hurry. I was not, me being me, I was truthful enough to say, no I wasn't in a hurry.
He said come let's go see my car, and he drove off to the back lane. I walked a bit, the street was quiet.

Okay. He was a phone thieve. I should not go in that lane to search for him. He was no where to be seen.

For that moment, I realized I was the Stupidest person on earth =_=

My piano teacher new about it, she said I should have just said, No credit. And walk off.
That's one thing my piano teacher would do, but I prefer not to tell a lie.

Am I too truthful, sincere?

I don't think I was being naive then.
I could have analyse the place and situation, then I would have known that this is something else. And I very well know how they steal phones , using your phone then run away with it.
Oblivion.

Instead, I had met many nice, good people earlier in the morning, and being too familiar with good people, I had forgotten the existence of the Bad ones.

Next time these little doubting thoughts of mine appear, make sure I'll get to it.
Just like how I saw my dog in the morning and not telling him to return home before I went out. Sigh.


Anyway, that Infected 2+ year old is gone. He won't be able to sell it at a high price. System failing. =/
I thought I could use it until at least before I hit college.


Sometimes happenings like this, make me dislike this City, or Country even more.

Australia!

No. I'm not flying off to Australia like some people. I'm not planning to study in Australia for Pre-U studies.


Today I left my phone under the pillow, hoping that the cell phone fairy would drop by to pick up my HIV phone and exchange it with a good and healthy, wealthy, happy one. Not.

I was just being absent minded, to go out of house for the rest of the day, without a cell phone. heh.

Yesterday, I had dinner at a tranquil little steamboat restaurant in Molek with Old Pastor Suresh and his family, and the Wong and Boey family. Sounds like good old times. The whole shop was only our gang of people. No other customers were there.

6 years before, we had our farewell dinner. They left our Church for KL. Rhema the eldest girl, had just finished form 5 as a top scorer in Convent. Today she's on JPA scholarship studying medicine in India for the final year before she takes on her internship. Renita, a year younger than Rhema, is doing her final year for Electrical Engineering. Rheshara is taller than me and she's only 11. Roshean, the boy that was not on earth yet when they first set foot in JB, is 6 now.

This month got me thinking of how time flies. I was probably blinded all these years, with all the hectic schedules and the never ending to-do list, to forget all these people for my own agendas. Recently I got back to my old mates, talking and doing some catching up to repay all those years I neglected. So near yet so far.

The piano that I neglected for 2 and a half years, I gave it a bear hug yesterday.

Seeing Naomi that night reminded me that the next day was Tuesday, the day PMR results are out. Ah, how about mine? I met Puan Yeoh in the Library on Sunday afternoon. As usual, she gives all the encouraging talk. But this time her words made me think for my own good. She told me that I should treasure these holidays, because I won't be getting this time anytime soon after my next level of studies start. Make use of this time to do everything I wanted to do during the schooling days, but didn't get to do because exams were always lurking around the corners.

But here I am, feeling bored at home. Like a fat lump forever stuck to a sofa staring into monitor screens at nothing in the day, YouTube at night, and gobbling down spicy garlic twisties and chocolates at 2.15am. I feel sorry for myself.X)

So I signed up for a library card for 15 bucks so I can get 2 books every fortnight. If I read fast, I can get as many as I can swallow. Initially I picked 4 books, remembering something Mercy told me. Was I hallucinating or dreaming that Mercy told me we could borrow up to 8 books during the holidays?=/ I picked an Encyclopedia about house plans. Albeit thick but it was pretty fascinating. Second book was Bill Clinton's Biography; I wanted to read biographies all these while after Einstein's and Sparks' ones. Next time maybe Byron and Gibbon. I wanted to read war diaries. Then I spotted the title, The Soloist. Yes sounds like it, a Musician's life. The last one I read was 'Alicia's Gift'. Same thing. Maybe it became my hobby to read about a talented musicians. Not only reading, I'm addicted to hear them play, although I cannot even pass a Grade 6. Well then, its my hobby, I'm merely a dilettante. It's about a concert pianist again, but the author Nicholas Christopher is not a musician; yet he writes so well and detailed, as if he lives and breathes a musician's life. Talents, remarkable gifts, these people have. Living in the World of Arts can really be struggle. A struggle to be noticed. Arts are not life-saving machines, like doctors and scientists. Therefore my grandparents restricted both my parents to enter the World of Arts. They say, 'No food on the table if you end up an artist.' Just like the scene in Corner of Love. Oh, how I love that show =) English is killing me, because of that book, I realized how bad I am in English. Especially in Vocabulary and Grammar. The next book might comfort me a little; they say Lord of the Rings is a child's fantasy story. You don't need to have high school A grade english to comprehend what the author is trying to deliver.

The title was The Silmarillion. Another Tolkien book about middle-earth. Actually published posthumously, and edited by Christopher Tolkien, J.R.R. Tolkien's son. I felt bad about the wanting to read that series; because I thought, isn't it better if I read about what really happened on earth in the previous centuries, rather than submerging myself into some fictional world of hobbits and elves? I had fallen in love with the world of Middle-earth since the Lord of the Rings. Tolkien created his own world with thousands of years of history and languageS - complete with grammar and phoenics and characters. Wild, wild, imagination; but a genius.

I ended up with the last two books, The Soloist and The Silmarillion. The other 2 can wait, because I know exactly where to find those 2 the next time I visit the library. So after one month, I got books to read. My reading has been scarce, since I made talkative friendsXD In freshman year I was able to read 2 to 3 books a week. Hardy Boys, and the Lord of the Rings Trilogy.

When I finally decided to close my eyes it was 2am in the morning; which was bad because I had to wake up earlier the next morning, which is today, because I had promised Hui Yen to meet up in school. I had to follow my mum earlier, or else I can't go anywhere. No license, No car, No MRT to school, No public bus to school either. And I wouldn't want to waste money on Unscrupulous Malaysian Taxi Drivers; they charge more than they should, and many of them have terrible attitude towards the passengers. No wonder MSN had an article about Malaysia having the Worst Taxi Service in the World. Only 2% of them are still on the good side. X( Ah, digressed. Back to topic, I ended up in school pretty early, only to see a couple of juniors in school uniform, including my St Johners, Cheryl looking normal, Kai Voon excited, Qin Wen inexcited, Joanne Gaw waving frantically at a lime green shirt fella(me) and one pathetic form 2 doing her St John holiday training. Softball was having their holiday training (oh how I regretted for not having guts to join softball when I hit form 2!) Chi had weird hair. Zhi Ying her usual self. Yee Chen misses a ball. Daphne and Elsie were there to check out on training. The sickbay cupboard was messy so I helped cleaned out one shelf. I was waiting in the sickbay, my second home in high school, and I played 2 iPod games and won both (for the first time). Talking to my juniors after that, trained some home nursing, bed making and dressing tray =D Ah nostalgic feelings. I don't need to talk about PMR results because they did fairly well. And boy I was well impressed because they could carry me up the bed for Medicine tray after stuffing junk food in for the past one monthXD WOOT

Talked to some teachers; some for business, some for catching up.
I could feel the pressure caving in again.
I felt sorry to see their tired looks, but glad to be out of the scenario. Am I being selfish?

So Hui Yen and me ran off to City Square. Taxi was bad as usual. She said we had to pay more if the meters show more than 5 bucks because I insisted on the meter. Finally it read 4.60. Hui Yen still paid 5 because the driver said so, and we didn't want to waste energy arguing. I would you know, if Hui Yen would join in the funXD Boo. Unanimously, we agreed that this is the first official outing day we enjoyed each other's company. Of course we went out together before, but we couldn't count those times. Those were random meet ups before heading off to tuition or after a official Saturday St John meeting.

Oh. She told me she went to A'Famosa with her cousins to play the tall water slides. JealousX)
Can't remember the last time I went for a water slide. Probably I have been to zero tall water slides. The ones I went for are moderate size. Hmmph. I need a tall water slide! Blackout Slides! Vertical Slides! YEAHEHEHEHXD

Anyway, we headed off to Wong Kok to have lunch, after much contemplation, only to find our form 3 juniors there having their celebration lunch. I could remember 3 years ago. During form 2 holiday training, Shanu's parents treated us for lunch in (place name, can't remember but I know where it is) with her team mates and a few of us juniors who were present for training that day. 2 years ago, um, headed back to the juniors for training right away after we got our results, with no particular feelings. Only remembered Kelly sobbing away on the phone calling her St John seniors because she scored 6/8 =D That night my parents treated my team to a dinner in Yew's Cafe. Fann bought Mickey Mouse watches for all of us=D I took the white one, Yi Th'ng took the big-faced, blue one. Fann had a metal one on her wrist already. I bet Kelly took pink. Hui Yen probably a green one, looking more tomboyished. That night my K700i went bonkers. That's when I decided that I should get a new phone for PMR. heh.

Oh Hui Yen's brother got her a new phone. Nokia E(33), something like that. It was pretty, but both of us didn't really know how to operate that phone. I feel like a total idiot now when it comes to phones. Once I was a fanatic, knowing every new model and could memorize every function of the models. Today I use my HIV phone for messaging and calls, that's it. I have totally lost interest in it. I think I changed pretty much these years, in terms of hobbies and likings; and character perhaps. Yes and food. Because of Yi Th'ng, today I learned to eat egg yolk no matter how it is prepared, and petai! Yes, I can return to Kelantan this Chinese New Year and indulge in every Delicacy! Kelateh!

(I'm the best Vampire hunter! Oh. No. Mosquito-Clapper. I can stare at a blog post and clap lightly with my highly acclaimed instincts for Vampires in 49th. There, caught one. Easy-peasy. Don't laugh, I have Not watched Twillight.)

Wong Kok it was, we walked around randomly. Hui Yen suggested we look at the movie times and the available ones. There was Jim Carrey's Yes Man at 4pm. *Glances at watch* Nay. Not today. Went down the escalator, only to spot 'Australia''s movie poster on the left. I knew it was a Baz Lurhman's Movie. I knew he was a great man who wrote The Sunscreen Song. But Hui Yen got so enthusiastic about it and pulled me to the escalator up again. I bet she didn't have the slightest idea of what the movie was all about.

It was a 2.30pm show, but my watch reads 2.40pm. She said we could make it in time for the show. So we ended up in the queue for tickets. I thought I could use my student card for the movies before I hit college, but I know its not in my bag. I took out my Popular student card, my Library student card, and my IC - all 3 were useless. Of all cards, the Convent student card with a sulky St John face in it, was not in my bag=/ Or else we could have saved 6 bucks for 2 tickets. Anyway, 9 bucks was still okay since I did not hit the theaters for months, initially I thought it was 11.
We rushed in the movie room at the 7th floor right away (panting, lack so much physical exercise since the St John days). And at that spur of the moment, I felt like I was one of the fella in Itazura na Kiss who was on a mission with a partner, to spy on a couple.XD We were Not on any mission to spy couples kissing in dark theatersX) Scenes from that anime were floating in my head, still. So some things I do might be interconnected to whatever wacky shows I watched recently. Like how I thought of Nodame and Kuroki having to eat canned food and instant noodles when Chiaki and Tanya were not around to cook. (Woot! The college apartment/hostel life, next up! - indicates that I need to learn cooking.)

Yes, movies. I have watched movies countable on a single hand with amputated fingers. Perng said I should watch Valkyrie. And that we're going to go DVD shopping with a list of movies in mind when he returns from NS - and that, will be in 3 months time. =_= For all you know, he's enjoying 6 vegetarian meals a day, FOR FUN>.> And suffering with 5 cavities while doing commanding and monkey bars and shooting targets. Speaking of Valkyrie, its a Historical Thriller. So I definitely have to watch it. (About: Germans opposing Hitler, wanting to assasinated him; Stauffenberg or something - initiated the movement)

Australia!

Have not been a big fan of Australia all these while, as in not interested of its happenings and not so keen as others to migrate there for studies and a new life after Malaysia. As I entered the movie room with Hui Yen, the film was already rolling, wonder how much I've missed.

It started out with an English lady in a bar in the Australian outback, bickering some stuff with the bar guy, and then heading out the door only to find her luggage was used in a fight between 2 guys. One of the guys was a Drover, Hugh Jackman as the Drover.

I don't think I will type the whole movie scenes out, because I don't fully understand the show. Please don't think I am stupid, because I still know what is going on as I sit through 3 hours of it. I can score 80%. I can write a good movie report (only with bad english), because I think it was a good show. Since its 3 hours long, I cannot remember every scene, but I always try to.

It was one of the great shows I watched so far, no doubts, because Baz Lurhmann is a splendid storyteller.

I'll type out the themes then.

Imagine: The Drover's Wife, Looking for a Rain God, Ranchers - lots of horses and cattle, Yodellers, Japanese in WWII, Pearl Harbour scenes, Children stranded on an Island, harmonica and songs, discrimination among the aborgines/black skinned, parentless half-caste child, a Pendekar Atan, losing team members along a journey, SOME lovey-dovey... ah and a Hugh Jackman and a Nicole Kidman XD

It was comical, and very exciting, sad, and touching at the same time.

I may not tear, but my heart cries every time I see a war scene.=/

And I did not know that the Japs attacked Australia. They bombed Darwin. I mean, we did not read anything about Australia except that they sent troops to fight in Malaysia, the commonwealth countries. They fought for British, alongside the New Zealanders. That's pretty much for Australia in WWII history in our textbooks.

Dad says that Australia's population is less than Malaysia's. I don't know how true, but the numbers are definitely increasing as many choose a life in Australia. Taylor's college is flooded with Asians, so I heard. But I think it would be a nice place to live, with less stress and speed. We seldom hear shocking news from that part of the globe, only when Steve Irwin the famous crocodile hunter died due to a stringray attack>.> Unlike bigger economic powers like China and The States and Saudi, Australia is on the quieter side. No nuclear, no terrorist, Yet. Only the Great Barrier Reef 8) Wear bikinis by the beach, and surf! I loove Bill's Kitchen.

Then again if you think life should be filled with more competitiveness, I suggest don't try Australia. It's a haven for your annual vacation. Or if you want to start over from scratch, try Alaska, like Homer Simpson didXD



It's 30th December 2008, and I typed out some long stuff. Why not, since the year is ending? =D




Pardon, for Bad english.

Final Days.

I've been doing nothing lately.

I NEED to get a Book >.>

Christmas this year was simple, with a Christmas eve dinner meeting some of my school mates and friends.

Christmas day itself was my first driving lesson! My teacher was asking me whether I have driven before, no. Driven a car at the arcade, no. Actually yes, without a token in the machine. Driven a bumper car, yes. ahah. I was happily driving around the circuit at slow speedXD Parking part was the worse, because they used the formulas in order to pass the JPJ test. But every time my parents parked a car, I used my instincts to park the car although I'm not in the driver's seat.XD.

When is car number plate JUL 14 coming out? I'm booking it 8).
Nobody wants number 14 right? I'm not the superstitious one so I can have it for myself XD

My relatives from Malacca was already in my house when I reached home that Thursday.
At night we went to a friend's place to have dinner. They were rich people alright. The catered a big dinner with lambs and a turkey at a nice and big cluster style house, but that, its not my taste for my future house=D
Nowadays I don't get jealous over people that own big houses with plasma TV's every nook and corner of the house.
Either I'll live in a cosy small house/wooden cabin by a countryside or a big one with a long window at the front, up to the top with the least furnitures around. Big halls. =D

This Christmas I received less presents, oh yes the numbers of presents I received are decreasing by the years, at least this year I get chocolates=D My dad asked me what I wanted, but I had nothing in mind. Resulting in zero presents from my parents. But yet I wasn't disappointed. I wanted a camera though, because my phone's camera wasn't functioning since midyear. Ah that phone has caught the HIV. The systems are slowly shutting down. Once in a while it revives when it gets an immunity jab. But I still can make calls and send messages most of the time so I hope it stays like that till I get a free phone from Singapore. Why should i waste parents' hard earned money on a new phone when I could get a new phone somewhere next year?=) My dad has 3 functioning cameras. One pocket Panasonic Lumix which he uses for work, one Nikon D90 (it's a pretty DSLR, shoots really fast and beautiful stuff =/) and a Konica Minolta amateur camera. I used the Konica Minolta for awhile, but it's kinda slow. It saves the previous picture too slowly thus making you miss the moment you want to capture. Kills my intention of doing photography with my dad these holidays =S And a new camera for Christmas wouldn't be such a good idea.


Russ is still missing.
25th December marks the second week.


Oh yeah and Apple flooded my inbox with TONS of Advertising emails this season. They wanted people to get their products as Christmas presents. Apple and their money making workaholics. Marketing. Same goes to every producing and manufacturing companies LAH. Money making bastards exploiting the good ol' season. Blatant commercialisation X(

iPhone doesn't have a front camera, YET. Boo.



Its been a month since the last paper but I have done nothing productive. Seems like I haven't touch books in a century. Not even a story book/magazine/newpaper. Feels like knowledge is draining from my head.

Watched anime though=D

Finished Itazura na Kiss, and Nodame Cantabile Paris. teehee.



Itazura na Kiss was stupid at the beginning but things gets really cool when it reaches the hospital scenesXD Irie Naoki's a high IQ genius guy who is cold blooded, which made things better, and it was worth a laugh. Kotoko the girl with a lower IQ went through lots to get her dream realized. And... YUUKI! I love that little mischievous plumb boy who grew up to be such an understanding teenager =D Anyway, the aimless genius became a pretty good doctor. The nurses were all head over heels for him. Kotoko still looks like a high schooler after so many years.


Nodame Cantabile Paris was yet another detailed one, with fantastic music again. Nodame was funny as ever, same goes to Chiaki with that shocked look on his face every time something unexpected happens XD And new friends from Paris!



gyabo! mukya! boheh!

Still reading its manga. Their stories never fail to amuse me =D


I'm still in the midst of watching the Taiwanese Drama, It started with a kiss, the real live drama of Itazura na Kiss manga. Its quite old already, but since I have no new movies to watch, its the only one at home that Cal lend me. Actually, I wanted Corner with Love but she handed me that instead since it wasn't with her that time=/
So I had to finish Corner with Love on YouTube. Nice story=)
It started with a kiss, was so-so. Don't really enjoy it though. But I like the little boy who acted as Yushu. It looks exactly like Yuuki in the anime! And Zhishu's studio apartmentXD Cosy=D


Today, I had my fun at Hutan Bandar. Its been ages since I went there.
Went there with my 2 baby cousins, but my mum and I ended up trying out all the adult's playground and obstacle courses and the foot reflexology XD
It look me some courage to try out the monkey bars. Boy it was pretty high up. Now both my hands have blisters due to holding those bars. Its the same kind of blisters you get when carrying a stretcher with one hand with another 3 persons, of course with someone heavy lying in it. There was some art exhibition there too.


And then I had an unexpected lunch treat from Teacher Hui kee.
It was the Children Church worship team gathering and farewell for Joanne who's leaving tomorrow for NS! Gambate! I hope NS trainees will get to play monkey bars and obstacle courses as well=)


Yesterday I dreamt about Solid Coloured Sofas and Beanbags, purple, yellow, green and blue. Pouffe style. Maybe I should realized it and maybe the Ikea would accept the idea in my night time dream. Lol.



Seeing my little cousins growing up to Jon driving me home with Ben a teenager and Naomi going on to form 4, these scenes always make me wonder what will the future will be like=D


Signing off.

It's Snowing!

=_= It's raining.


It's Christmas Eve's Morning.


I have been watching YouTube since 12am. eheh.
In the afternoon I had to kill time with the taiwanese drama that Cal lended to me.(It was - sloppy)
I only get to use the mobile modem at night, that depends if I'm willing to stay up.

That's why I'm trying to finish Itazura na Kiss tonight/morning.


The anime is a lot lot betterXD (although sometimes the transition songs may sound like those in the neoprint machines=/)


If you wanna kill time for some entertainment, then go for that anime.
It can be annoying sometimes when the girl gets too stupid. Or her stupid friends.
But a Genius in the story always covers up for the annoying parts. heh.
And I like the various settings.


this bugger here is my favorite character

XD



And,
Happy Birthday to Ryoma-kun!
Tenisu no tensai da!

I'll be watching the last OVA ep next month.
The end of it all. The long manga and anime. The journey of Seigaku players.
Manga ended mid 2008.



oh yea. I dreamt of Russ returning home for 3 consecutive days.