Deliberation, impression and anticipation

Family time

2012-01-27T17:05:00.006+13:00

It's the time of the year again where families gather and have fun. I dread CNY more than I do Christmas. That's because people tend to be more nosy when they have to give out money to unmarried young adults.

Choruses of "still single?" mixed with the interlude of "but you're already 24" with a little hint of "why don't you try meet him first" on constant replay in the midst of all the booming fireworks and munching of CNY cookies.

But nothing can beat the feeling of receiving all the ang pow's and secretly sneak away for the crowd to keep track of the amount of money collected. It's even a race with my brothers to see who collected more each year. And no one can take away the sin of being a glutton during CNY when all you're relatives will encourage you to eat more since you're still "growing".

The essence of CNY for me would always be familiarity, knowing that there will be great food and company for me to be merry.

There is hope after all

2012-01-17T00:17:00.002+13:00

Jack Whitehall is that man. I mean, there is hope for all of us. You would think that the Brits would be so proud of Robert Pattinson and his success through Twilight. But this guys hates him. Even disses him on national TV. Gotta give love to those who dislike him as much as we do

"He can't act then, and he still can't act now. I laughed when he died in Harry Potter. And I watched that movie for like 4 times already"

New Year

2012-01-01T15:25:00.002+13:00

It's the new year (again) and gone is 2011.
Challenges in 2012 will be greater and tougher because officially,
I'm an adult the day I start working and getting paid for it.
So, till the day my job posting letter arrives that I have to drop everything
and report to the school (*fingers crossed* Penang or Perak),
I'm gonna make sure I rot to the maximum condition possible for a human.
Once you step into the working world,
it will not stop till the day you retire permanently from it.

Hot Wheels

2011-12-26T22:30:00.001+13:00

So, my mum has given me the permission to announce this to the whole world.
I've passed my JPJ examination and will be getting my probation licence soon and will be terrorizing the streets and hearts of SP.
=]

Christmas and the Hols

2011-12-17T17:08:00.002+13:00

It's the time of the year again where the routines repeat. Cleaning are done around the house. Lights and decorations are put up. Homes are well-lit at night, merry and bright. Food items are bought in vast quantities, for guests ans hosts consumption. Caroling and choir practices to attend. Shopping for presents and clothes for the festive season.

For this year, an extra item is added to the list of things to do. Passing the darn JPJ exam right after Christmas Day. Since it's a month of giving and loving, with the grace and mercy of God, I need to pass. Nothing beats owning a car of your own, driving around town to paint it red. Going anywhere you want without relying on other people. I think I'm slowly becoming a ah-ma speed junkie.

Ps: currently eyeing the purple automatic Perodua My-vi on display for my first car. Thoughts?

Need for speed

2011-12-12T16:38:00.002+13:00

So, as I'm getting myself ready for my next driving class which will commence in like 1 hour, I began to realize that I'm much more relaxed compared to last week. I think I finally have got a hang of things and is making good progress (all except the speeding part). So, I'm gonna go there and enjoy myself, knowing that one day all the pressure of driving will slowly wean away. But the technicalities of driving is killing me! So many rules and stu*** techniques to remember when you park, stop and even reverse the vehicle. But all that is menial compared to the rush of adrenaline when you step on the gas to power a speeding Kancil. Imagine how it would feel when the car runs on much higher horse power. Magical!

Home

2011-12-03T21:13:00.001+13:00

Nothing is sweeter than being back home. Purely because you can start being a slob again really makes me happy. On a second note, my "Need for License" classes will begin soon. Pressure!

Clarity

2011-11-12T04:31:00.002+13:00

This is where some of us clearly belong

So near yet so far

2011-11-10T23:16:00.001+13:00

Looking at the calendar makes me yearn for it all to be over. Sometimes, I wonder if everything we're doing now is enriching and making me grow. Some of the courses and activities got me thinking, about my career and life in general. But quite frankly, enough is enough. Just because we constantly make ourselves available for lectures and courses, that doesn't guarentee that we'll be amazing teachers in the future.

And reading pages and pages of government acts and all these red tapes for government services is making me sick. Frankly, why can't they have given us all this earlier? And what's with completing assignments before the course on the assignments even begin? How is that any way a realiable and valid form of testing? I guess that's what you get when the people sitting on those high chairs have no basic foundations in the business that they are trying to change. Want to be a minister of education? At least get a degree in education and teach for a minimum of 10 years. Experience the trade before you implement changes that would only be changed back to the "comfortable" method that brings you predictable results. Nobody grows without trials and tribulations. Great men comes from the failures that they experience because failures can humble a man.

Change

2011-10-15T18:12:00.003+13:00

Well, i guess it's almost the time of the year where people reflect on the things that happened over the year. I don't really know what i need to reflect on because frankly, i don't really know what took place. It was as if i was someone else or took on some different characteristics that i never knew i had. But i guess that what people call a change.

Monkey talk

2011-08-15T20:16:00.002+12:00

I tried to get the monkey to have a go at debate where they have to provide reasons on whether they would give up their handphones or give up the use of the Internent. And man, it was chaotic!! They were just shouting about and arguing for the sake of arguing. I'm never gonna do this again until i figure out how do i handle a bunch of monkys just shouting at one another. I need a plan to control them so that they can learn to debate/argue more politely. Any suggestions??

On the other hand, it snowed! In Auckland!! Man, i can't believe I missed it by about a year. But then again, snow is messy and troublesome. Not at all pretty and romantic. I mean, snowflakes and liht snow may set the mood well but snowstorms...??!! No thank you!!

oh, no

2011-07-31T20:28:00.002+12:00

Oh no. School's starting again and this time, it's on! Big time! There's so many thing to do and think about for the second phase. Evaluation, observations, test papers to design, marking test papers, classroom management, time management etc etc. I can feel the headache coming.

ps: I wana watch Captain America but when??!!

Finally

2011-07-24T01:30:00.002+12:00

After 4 weeks of slogging and driving myself crazy with lesson planning and material management, I can finally take a break =]

I mean, I don't think I was ever this happy about the idea of returning back to IPBA but who can say no to being back to my lazy and passive self during lectures?? And meeting everyone once again to gossip and hang out?? Sign me up!!

The kiddos did ask if I'm ever coming back. I told them if they are nice enough, I just might. Some naughty ones even went to the extend of saying that they will cry every night to sleep... Kids these days.

But yeap, am looking forward to being back and most importantly, am looking forward to some rest and recuperation time.

내가 제일 잘나가

2011-07-15T00:38:00.004+12:00

Yes, another week went by and it was tiring and terrifying at the same time. Tiring because, hey, planning a lesson can suck the soul out of anyone if done long enough. Added with material preparation and classroom management, i'm amazed no one has gone amok yet. Terrifying because of the added pressure of observations. You get extra nervous and make extra, glaring mistakes that you've never made before. Oh well, it's part of learning. Just have to make the best out of it. Another 9 weeks to go and i can;t wait for the weekends =]

Some oldER people can be so annoying. Let me share with you an incident that happened. There are 2 teachers in my school that looks alike. Well, at least to me, the newcomer. And since they aren't my students, English language teachers and the big and bigger bosses in school, it took me some time to get to know some of them. So let's just call these two teacher A and teacher B. One day, as I was walking towards the staffroom with a few of my students, I saw teacher A. Assuming that he was teacher B, I called out "Good morning, teacher B".
"I'm not teacher B. I'm teacher A. I know you're name. Miss Chong. And how can you not know me?"
I was a little shocked but calmly I replied "I"m so sorry teacher A. I really thought you were teacher B. But just out of curiousity, so you know my full name?"
"I know you're Miss Chong. Isn't that enough?" He said to me, smugly.
I wanted to be the bigger and better person so i replied "Oh, but i though you said you knew my name. That would mean you knew my full name. I guess you don't. I'm sorry again for assuming that you're teacher B." and i just walked off with my students.

Moral value of the story: Be the better person. In fact, tell yourself that you're the best and take everything with a grain of salt. Some of them have nothing to do (or not doing what they are supposed to do) and just wants to make your life a living hell. Smile at that person and be the better person.

Yet another week

2011-07-08T18:34:00.002+12:00

Another week has ended,
and frankly, I think I'm getting a hang of school life.
I'm getting used to the routine of the weekdays that it doesn't bother me anymore.
Don't get me wrong.
I'm nowhere near perfect.
Just a little better than before.
I still struggle with lesson planning, classroom management,
time management and disciplinary issues in my classes.
But at least, I'm doing the best I can,
Learn along the way,
And make the best out of the situation given.
So far, I've done things I thought I would never do
and things that I'm not particularly proud of
But it's going to be a learning process
And how do I learn if I don;t make mistakes?

In relation to school

2011-07-05T00:59:00.002+12:00

Everybody's blogs and status updates are school-related.
And how can that not be the hottest trending since many of my friends are in fact teachers-to-be.
As for me, let me just frankly say that yes, it has only been a week.
10 more (long) weeks to go.
But I'm physically and mentally tired from all the planning and photocopying.
I can't wait for the weekends.

On a different note, everything else has been great =]

First day at School

2011-06-24T21:51:00.002+12:00

So, yeah. Although the official starting date for school is next Monday, we thought that it would be a great idea to drop by the school to introduce ourselves and maybe get some official paperwork out of the way before next week. Ha, sadly did we know that we not only managed to get ourselves assigned to a mentor, 9 periods of English, met some of the administrative bodies as well as going in for relief (twice!). We even managed to get ourselves tangled up in a student conflict about stolen properties. All these before we officially report for duty.

It's gonna be a long 12-week practicum session.

United Colours of Happyness

2011-06-10T15:00:00.002+12:00

Walking with the black parade, I wore my snowy white dress with a single braid. Little did I know, but I miss you so. You were my blue-eyed boy and sometimes you can be so coy. This is my golden opportunity, my silver lining in the grey clouds of our memories. I have to say, I have to admit that I was green with envy. You should have seen how red you were with fury. But you always looked at me through rose-coloured glass. That's finally over, I knew it would never last. It's time our chapter closes. Here in the purple rain, I placed those yellow roses. Feelings, forever in my heart they reign. But today, believe me when I say. United colours of happiness is my best day.

This is our lives on holiday

2011-05-29T15:56:00.002+12:00

The holidays have officially started for many. I've only been home for the last 18hours and I've already felt pampered and well-fed. I can't wait to weigh myself at the end of this 3-week break. So, what do I plan to do during this short break I have before I go back to the realities of being a teacher? Some friends have already planned holiday trips around Malaysia to attend wedding dinners and some have even left overseas (directed to a particular person in Japan). Knowing how lazy I can be, I believe the furtherest I would travel would be to Penang island (again) to catch up with DAN. He's working now so hopefully that pig can make time for this lonely person. Another thing that I definitely need to check off my list is my driving lessons. I hope to settle that soon to stop the teasing and mean laughters about me not having my licence. Other than that, I think a fair share of shopping, reading, hanging out with my buddies and easting out will be sufficient before the practicuum begins for us >.<"

crazy weather's making me sick

2011-05-23T21:38:00.002+12:00

It's official. The weather is going crazy! It was raining like cats and dogs just a while ago and it felt so awesome to sleep. But then an hour later, I woke up.. sweating on my bed! I want to nap longer and what's more, i dont want to fall sick. Falling sick is a misery. I think my throat is signalling my brain that it'll be trouble soon >.<"

Walking on Sunshine

2011-05-07T16:10:00.002+12:00

And all the VIPs rejoice! After contemplating for hours, I decided to check Uniqlo out and got myself this! A special thank you shoutout to miss Anita Mary and miss myn sinnadurai for waiting in the long queue with me to feed my Kpop obesession. Thy great sacrifices shall not be forgotten >.<

Epiphany

2011-04-21T16:02:00.002+12:00

Talk about epiphanies and realization. Reality dawned and hit, hard. Three things I recently became aware about and actually appreciate.

First: All assignments are done. For the whole degree. For good.
That makes me smile of course. Cause I despise assignments. Can't stand them. Just wana complete, print and hand them in. Total social-life sucker. Glad we're parting ways, my friend.

Second: True friends aren't afraid to be truthful to you. It may hurt so bad but they'll be there to wipe aways your tears and build you up again.
Hmm... I think I just realized not long ago that I've lost this privilege. I haven't felt like this in a long time. People around me are so careful about hurting people's feelings that they'd rather lie to their friends' faces. That's honestly the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. I'd prefer friends who are honest and brave enough to say to that I'm fat, rude, loud, pompous, inconsiderate, aggressive to my face than to cover everyhting up, smile and say nothing and later to find out that they've been talking behind my back. Nothing hurts more than betrayal. Nothing. Oh, and no guts, no glory!

Third: We're gonna be friends and that's it!
Yeap, finally.. After so long, I'm glad I had this epiphany. Sure, we like each others company and have fun together. We feel comfortable around each other. I'm not afraid to tell him what I think and I'm sure he's truthful and sincere enough to be honest with me. I'm glad we're friends cause he's awesome to have around. I just want that to remain.

Baby GoodNight

2011-04-11T02:43:00.003+12:00

Rain
Queue
Crowd
PARTY
Sweat
Ache
COMPLACENT.

I partied. Big time.
Big deal. BITE ME! >.<

The fine line between Dependence and Faith

2011-03-31T01:44:00.005+13:00

Lately, I noticed that there are a lot of incidents and situations where dependence takes place. We depend on our family, friends, lectures even strangers.

Lately, I also noticed occassions and circumstances of faith taking place.
We walk, talk and live in faith.

But many confuses faith and dependence.
Although the nature of both acts seems similar, the impacts of such actions defer like heaven and earth.

So, we draw a fine line between dependence and faith.

Dependence is instant.
It also brings brief joy but endless pain and disappointment.
It's like cola. Soothing and refreshing at the first gulp.
But is stale and runs out fizz immediately.
It's like running on a treadmill. Provides support for those feet.
But causes a fall once I can't keep up.
It's like a helium balloon. Attracting attention high up in the sky.
But all is lost as it slips out of my hands.
It's like chocolate brownies. Sugary and packed with excitement.
But is queasy and unsettling in bounty.

However,
Faith is eternal.
The sweetness of its fruits will quench everlasting thirst.
And satisfy never-ending hunger.
It's like the encyclopeadia. Rich and full of wisdom.
But also specially dedicated to me.
It's like a pacemaker. Giving me a prominent scar.
But also assures me of a better life.
It's like coffee. Addictive and full of satisfaction.
But also provides the jolt I need when weary.
It's like lifting weights. All fit, slim and slender.
But alo gives muscles to carry immense weight of life.

It was never a question of which is better than the other.
It was never a question of choosing the best choice.
It ha always been "Why so little faith, my children?"

Don't Think You Do

2011-03-23T01:54:00.005+13:00

Walk away, that's your clue
Push push me away, that's all you ever do
You say you're nice
Why do I pay the price?
Promising me the world and the moon
That's just cruel, a little too soon.

I'm so sorry but I love you
Lies, I know them too.
But standing here, I spit what's true
I'm so sorry but I don't think you do.

You're afraid the stars will harm you
Run away, from all pain and hard truth
Losing sparks and feeling numb.
Insecurities and acting dumb.
That's what you have become,
Don't you dare tell me to stay calm.

I'm so sorry but I love you
Lies, I know them too
But standing here, I spit what's true
I'm so sorry but I don't think you do

Wanting back your heart and soul.
All to feed, feed your popularity.
There's nothing I can return oh, so cold.
When your heart was never even my property.

I'm so sorry but I love you
Lies, I know them too
Treating me right
Only for one night
Standing there, all alone
I'm so sorry but I'm already gone.

Trying too hard

2011-03-12T04:26:00.003+13:00

Everyone wants to be somebody these days.
They thirst for the limelight and more attention.
But is it all worth it?

Who do we want to impress?
Ourselves or others?
Why try so hard to fit in?
When you're clearly feeling like fish out of water.

What's the freaking point?
Of being popular but uncomfortable in your own skin?
Of being someone people lust after but never loved?
Of impressing other but feeling lonely and empty inside?

The world is occupied by people who are so full of themselves.
Narcissist, egoist, posers
Proudly claiming to be individualistic, special and unconventional
When in reality, everyone;s just full of s***
And that.. is just so pathetic!

Two

2011-03-07T03:33:00.002+13:00

There are two of them.
Both equally loved by people.
Both equally special in their own ways.

Then there's a storm that drew them apart.
One denied all the roots of the problem and the other refuses to budge.
Not knowing the source, you stood right in the middle.
Looking left and right.
At both of them, wondering what to do.

You finally decided.
To just stand and watch.
The world you once know break apart.
And you begin to wonder
Where did it all go wrong.

There are two of them.
Both equally loved.
Both equally special.
But in the end,
there are three lonely people in the world.
And they never knew,
How did everything turn out so wrong.

Do the thinking yourself

2011-02-27T17:23:00.004+13:00

"There are two things that are certain in life. Death and taxes"

I am constantly asked about my obsession with death and unhappy-ever-after take in life. People question the endings of my stories, asking why certain characters have to die or suffer seperation and loneliness.

You see, the interpretations you make after reading a story is not influenced by the writer but it is affected by your own judgement and principles. A writer can never impose their thoughts and interpretations to their readers. They can only suggest and imply silently. They can provoke your thoughts to question and conclude. They want you to think and come up with conclusions that satisfy you.

To those who think that Amy-May always flood herself with gloominess and the gothic-ness of death and darkness is only placing your interpretation of these elements on me. To me, death is a beautiful thing. There is victory and power in death. It is not an end, but a beginning to a greater journey.

So the next time you read something and feel that the ending is crap/sad/unhappy, ask yourself this question. Why do I think so? Because I can assure you that unless the author states his or her take on the crap/sad/unhappy ending, it's all in your head. It isn't the author that is sad/lonely/sick in the head, it's you.

2011-02-12T21:03:00.003+13:00

The pressure of being someone else is overwhelming lately.
Being fed details of my weaknesses, my lacks.
Being shown the possibilities, what I should be.

Desires to run.
Dreams of hiding.
Longing to pretend.
Yearning to hold back.

Lies.
Deceit.
Deception.

But who is right?
Me or them?
But who decides?
Me or them?

Who do I really want to be?
Someone?
Or me?

Red packets and Loud family members

2011-01-30T19:29:00.003+13:00

It's the time of the year where Chinese everywhere rush home to celebrate the Chines New Year. Traffic gets extra bad, people get extra frustrated and food gets extra expensive. Everywhere you go, your ears are tortured with CNY songs and your eyes are blinded with red, yellow and gold colour in the name of prosperity.

Not forgetting the family members and relatives that you meet once a year, getting together for a family reunion dinner. Nothing beats the chopstick martial arts move you pull everytime you try to get some food in your mouth. The best would still be the astonished look on your cousins' faces when you managed to get a small piece into your mouth before you strike again.

Uncles and aunties ask similar questions according to your age group every year. For primary school kids, they'll complement your growth and academic achievements. Secondary kids usually get reminded of major examinations and tertiary kids are praised for making Daddy and Mommy proud. Young adults get told of how pretty/handsome one turn out to be.

But questions of one's relationship status never fails to make it to the list of questions. Those single suffer through quaries of their ability and choice to look for partners as well as agonize about aunties that tries too hard to set you up. For those with partners, wedding questions are unavoidable. Similarly, interrogation related to children and grandchildren can be heard among the recently married couple.

All in all, CNY is a time for family and getting together to celebrate joyuous moments. Sometimes, sticky situations are inevitable in large family reunion. The best you can do it try your best to hide or come up with wonderful, evassive abilities to dodge these dangerous questions that are utterly annoying.

Happy Chinese New Year everyone and Gob bless!

The definition of love

2011-01-19T03:13:00.004+13:00

During our Lit tutorial today, somehow the discussion diverted to the definition of love. (Don't ask me how we managed to manuever the discussion there. I wasn't really paying attention). So, Dr. S was going around the class and asking us what do we understand by love. There were plenty replies but there are a few that stood out because they were just plain cute, weird, realistic etc. For example;

AM said that love is when Mommy and Daddy hold hands.
GYS said that love is Malaysia.
and I think GL will say that love is money and shoes and bags and shopping. I can't totally disagree with her =]
Personally, I think that love is when I no longer have to be afraid.

Well.. Thanks to Dr. S, I've decided to Googled the definition of love namely from little kids. This is what I found:

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4

Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen," Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," Nikka - age 6

"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them." Jenny - age 8

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore," Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine -age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8

Ps: Especially like the fianl one.

New Year Resolutions??

2011-01-02T17:23:00.002+13:00

Frankly, new year resolutions are like chains that binds you in the spirit of New Year and then you toss them out like stale bread in a few days. So what's the point of new year resolutions? Resolutions allow you to imagine the fantasy or the possible you but the reality sets in and bad habits take control. So why try to change yourself?? Isn't great being just you and embracing the special qualities of yourself?

Hence, I'm embracing the lazy and fickle-minded me this year so, no new year resolutions!

That's just great

2010-12-26T16:13:00.002+13:00

Going back to college is a dread for everyone, especially after a long holiday. You've slowly became lazier, enjoying lovely food and company at home but the journey back to college is inevitable. So this coming New Year, I have decided that I will look forward to my final year in a positive way. I did think about the curfew, hostel lifestyle and countless, funny hostel rules. However, I consoled myself with the thought that I wouldn't be going through all of that alone. I'll be meeting friends I've missed in years and the idea of hanging out together just to catch up sound good enough.

That was until I checked the list of names for students who will be staying in the college hostel next year. After searching till I turn green, I couldn't find my name. Some of my buddies names are missing from the list too. I tried to search thoroughly but still managed to come up with nothing. It seems that although I will be completing my degree in 6 months time, I am non-existent in the college list of undergraduates. Feeling extremely flushed, I asked around only to find out that some names were "tercicir" cases, including me.

This comes to show that no matter how advance or prestiguos some colleges may be, some students are just left out or "tercicir". There would be some interesting dramas next year and I can't wait to witness them all, as long as it doesn't happen to me..... again!

The Gift of Giving

2010-12-18T17:17:00.004+13:00

It's Christmas season again and we're all taking advantage of the Malaysian Mega Sale to buy gifts for people and ourselves. The thought of giving presents to our love ones and friends may seem foreign to some, but it's a tradition in my family. We were raised in a family that believes giving is better than recieving for we are blessed to bless.

The Yuletide season isn't the only time we wrap something up nicely and present it to another human being. This includes presents for birthdays and anniversaries alike. Sad to say not everyone is born with the gift of giving, or may I say common courtesy or common sense :~

1) To re-give a present is not a crime but it's a major no-no when you re-give the present to the original buyer.

2) It's also not a crime to use our age, gender and hobbies as guidelines in selecting presents but it's a major, big problem when these guides becomes the ONLY guideline. A girl doesn't necessarily always love cute and lovey-dovey things and a boy doesn't necessarily fancy maculine items (though they do not admit it).

3) It's the thought that counts, right? Wrong! Imagine my horror when I unwrap a present only to find a toilet paper holder or a bar of soap. It's insulting and not to mention, embarassing to be given such a present. And frankly, I don't really want to know or even understand the rationale behind the gift or your flipping thoughts.

4) Gift cards may seem tacky and thoughtless but the givers are actually smart enough to not humilate and offend the reciever. So, a word of advice. Get a gift card if you're really not sure. It may come off as thoughlessness but trust me, you will be appreciated more than the toilet paper holder giver.

Fatal Attraction

2010-12-07T03:19:00.004+13:00

People say that opposites attract.
No matter what, we are naturally attracted to opposites.
They are unfamiliar and different,
giving us challenges and excitement in our rather dull life.
But attraction can be fatal.
Being attracted to things that are too foreign can choke the life out of a person,
creating lifeless zombies.

So, be attracted to the right opposites.
Be facinated with wise unfamilairities.
Draw near to intelligent differences.
Other than that, fatality is near.

It's the final countdown = 3

2010-12-01T22:28:00.004+13:00

We just got back from Coromandel Peninsula.
Superbly tired but awesomely fulfilled.
Checking things of the to-do list.
Final things to complete.
Checked.
Done.

Now, slowly making my way through my must-eat list:
Strawberry ice-cream, checked.
Occidental, checked.
Il mee, checked
Korean pancakes, checked
Wendy's ice-cream, checked.
St. Peirre's, checked
Esquires' tiramisu milkshake, checked
Oporto, --

It's much closer

2010-11-20T17:15:00.002+13:00

The day has finally come.
After spending so much time indulged in it, it will soon be over.
Never will I believe that time's up.
And we will have to give up things that has been with us.
Sharing our guilty pleasures and hidden desires.
As well as inner secrets and unknown sorrows.
It's time to be apart but alas, we shall meet again.
Soon, we will learn to live a ONE!

Ps: who would have thought packing and shipping your belongings home can be so hard. It takes time to decide which items should leave before you and which items stay for another day. I'm going to miss my dresses! Hope they arrive safely and wearable back to Malaysia XD

Highlights of 09/10 and Plans for 10/11

2010-11-14T13:26:00.005+13:00

Highlights from the 2 years being abroad.
1) South Island trip -> the best roadtrip I've ever done and Franz Josef was awesome!
2) Summer scholarship -> a total blessing.
3) Trip to Brisbane and Sydney -> another awesome trip. Pretty sure am going back again. This trip inspired my Europe trip =]

Plans once I get back.
1) Driving lessons -> need to do this before I get swamped with assignments.
2) Pre-planned meet-and-greet -> I'm speechless Xo
3) Hang out with my buddies -> It's been ages!
4) Be (physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually) ready for IPBA.

Rangitoto

2010-11-10T01:26:00.003+13:00

Rangitoto Island

That's where we'll tackle soon.
It's gonna be amazing since it's gonna be the last trip we're gonna go together,
the six of us before leaving New Zealand.

*DONE*

of Victory and Triumph

2010-10-21T12:39:00.002+13:00

Something I've wanted to share about. I know some of my grammar errors are pretty obvious but screw grammar when the message is more important.

of Victory and Triumph.

Pain spreads through her body. She has been hit by a stray arrow. She grimaces as she pulls the wood and metal with all her might. Crimson red liquid streams down her right leg and forms a puddle of blood. The city is being destroyed by the armies from the kingdom of Darkness. One by one, homes are being demolished, bridges are burnt and towers are torn down. King Pravus’ massive army of sinister fighters and bleak knights raced through the paths within the inner city. The sky is painted with the colours of devastation and fills with cries of agony from the people. Her faithful companion, Venia, is soaring through the sky and expertly dodging the weapons hovering in the atmosphere. The warriors fight valiantly but their courage are rewarded with death or decapitation. Many drop onto the scarlet sand, lifeless like a sack of potatoes. They know that they are slowly but surely losing grip of the stronghold. Within minutes, the armies of Darkness will reach the fortress and wipe out all the warriors. Many of them are weary and wounded. Though eager to stand and fight to protect their city, their companions summon them to retreat. One by one, the warriors withdraw and heads for the sanctuary hidden within the century-old trees on the plateau. As they ride towards their place of refuge, the princess feels faint and she loses her consciousness before her head hits the ground.

She wakes up, feeling extremely hungry. Her tummy growl like a famished lioness and her eyes swiftly sweeps around the room, searching for anything that can tame the violent acid work in her tummy. She spots the bread and butter on the platter across the room that is silently whispering her name, tempting her. She salivates unladylikely. She tries to rake her fingers in attempts of reaching out for food and pain shoots through her spine. She feels like she is electrocuted by lightning bolts. She wails in pain. The wound on her right leg is wrapped but the blood stained the cloth, forming a blossoming rose. She is in pain but nothing can compare to the agony and hurt of losing her home to the king of Darkness. Venia coos nearby and next to him, fruits and olives that he has collected from the nearby woods. He picks the fruits and feeds the princess. The sugary sweetness of the fruit melts in her mouth and her hunger slowly goes away.

The princess is asleep but she is repetitively whimpering. She is tearing up like a baby hungry for milk. She however, is hungry for her family’s well-being and her city’s safety. She turns around, causing the sheets to wrap her like a mummy and suffocating her in her own tears and despair. Venia whistles and sings harmonious tunes and melodies to calm the princess. He weaves assurance and comfort as he sings the song of victory and triumph. He sings of greatness and holiness. The song soothes the princess and she gradually slips back into slumber. The veil of serenity and tranquillity consume the bits of insecurity and failed relationships as the sun rises on the east, promising a glorious day ahead.

Her wound begins to heal and although she will never be as vicious and swift as she was before, her heart longs for home. She yearns to wage war on King Pravus and reclaims her city for her people again. Venia perches on the window as the princess lays punches and blows on the burlap sack of grain. Bullets of sweat form on her forehead and her blouse is soaked. Her muscles scream and beg for mercy but her raging desire to fight keeps her going. She throws more hits before the sack gives way and pours out the grain it contained. She looks at Venia as he laughs at her misfortune. She smiles for the first time since retreating to the sanctuary and Venia hoots along with her.

Her wound has healed and it boears a mark. A mark of sacrifice. A mark of her gallant act. But nothing can be greater than salvaging the city and reclaim their rights. She is ready for battle. Venia has found the perfect armour for her in the sanctuary. She puts the breastplate of rightenousness, protecting her heart from the spears of the evil and the wicked. The belt of truth buckles snugly on her waist and her feet are fitted with the shoes of readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. And on her head, she wears the helmet of salvation that guards her from the daggers of deceit and deception. In her left arm, she holds the shield of faith, mighty against the flaming arrows of the armies of Darkness. In her right arm, the most powerful weapon of all, the sword of the Spirit. The double-edge sword catches the moonlight and glimmers in all its glory. And on her shoulder, rests Venia. Her eyes are filled with raging fire, ready to soar like an eagle and strike like a falcon. Tonight, they ride back to the city. Tonight, they reclaim their land for their people. Tonight, they fight for glory and reign victorious.

Pretty Dreams

2010-10-16T10:59:00.002+13:00

I've been having pretty dreams lately.
And they always revolve around one specific thing.
One thing that I've been wishing for.
God speaks to us through dreams, doesn't He?
Now, I badly want it to come true
A girl can dream big, can't she?
XD

Paradoxes

2010-09-27T14:52:00.003+13:00

Sensationally boring, cowardly truthful, plainly complicated, deafeningly quiet, flamboyantly simple, exclusively single, beautifully hungover, resiliently fragile, foolishly loved, dejectedly contented, absurdly adored, futile understanding, ineffectively strong, vainly proud, distantly bonded, depressingly hopeful, affectionately lonely, simple greatness

COMPLETELY ME!

Eating party

2010-09-25T14:36:00.002+12:00

We, Malaysians, are not foreign to the open house concept.
We do it every time, for practically every occasion we can find.
We try and adapt the open house according to the various festivals we celebrate with a little touch of Malaysian-ness.

So, how do we explain or describe the Malaysian version of an open house to a non-Malaysian?
Simple. Call it an eating session and it'll be all understood.
Why? Simply because eating takes the center stage for every Malaysian open house.
No matter the occasion, we like eating! =]

*Inspired by Kin's FB wall message to Janine.

My Red String of Fate

2010-09-20T20:20:00.005+12:00

The Chinese and Japanese believe that each of us will find our true love through a red string called 'the red string of fate' or 'the red string of destiny'. The myth goes something like this: the god ties an invisible red string around the ankle (or pinkie, if you're Japanese) of men and women who are destined to be together. This god is the matchmaker god who is also *surprise surprise* the god of marriage. I don't think he's the god of marriage like how Juno or Hera is the goddess of marriage. The Greek/Roman versions of goddess of marriage is that they protect the purity of marriage and they provide for the marriage. This Chinese/Japanese marriage god is just like your typical 'ka po' aunties who keep asking you if you have a boyfriend/girlfriend and when are you going to get married kind. I think he's the type that just ties two clueless people up and spends his lifetime laughing at them trying to find "The One". The legend goes on saying that the people who are connected through the similar red thread, are destined to be lovers regardless of time, place or circumstances. This 'magical' thread will only stretch but never break.

Based on this legend or myth, I would have a red thread tied to my pinkie (the Japanese version sounds cooler) at one end and my destined lover is tied on the other. Through this 'magical' thread, we are supposed to be able to find each other, get married and live happily ever after. Despite time, distance and conditions.. i would be able to find my soulmate, the One that i'm destined to be with forever and after. So, what seems to be the problem, you say? Just follow the string (or your heart, which ever you prefer) and i'll find the One. pfft.. Really?? You really believe that?? Ok, let me present to you my problems.

1) If everyone is tied to a thread that stretches and never breaks, won't all the red strings be tangled up with each other? With estimated 6 billion people on Earth, there would at least be 3 billion red strings around. It's bound to get tangled somewhere.

2) If there's a massive ball of tangled red strings somewhere, how do i know that the red string i've been following all these years, are the string leading to my destined lover? I could have bump into the tangled mass of strings, tried my best to figure out which string is mine (must have tried really hard too, at 3 million STRINGS) and keep on going with the string i found, hoping that it'll lead me to the right way.

3) What happens if i found presumably my "The One", settle down, have loads of kids and then one fine day, someone shows up with her/his end of the string tied to my husband (I'm very much like to start my family with a guy, thank you very much)? What do i do then? Do i embark on another journey to search for my "Other The One"?

3) What happens if my destined lover decided that he has had enough with this stringy mess and he just snips/cuts/nicks/clips his end off? What if it was me who decided enough is enough and takes my end off my pinkie? Will he die a lonely man? Or will he end up with another person he found through the chaotic red strings muddle?

I guess in the end, i'll slip my end off my pinkie, write a little note and tie it to the string and let it drift. When the dude (again, i'd like to think that my destined lover is a man. hunky too =P) finally finds the other end, he would at least have a note telling him this:

Congratulations! You have found The One. Unfortunately, I'm unable to attend to you right now because I'm busy living my life that's not about finding the other end of the red string.
It's great that you endured and persevered at this challenge in your life.
I guess I'd have to say that this isn't our fate.
To me, love isn't a destiny called by the gods or written in the stars.
To me, love is a choice and a commitment.
I want to FALL in love.
I want to have the ability to choose and be committed to it till the end of my days.

Why oh Why

2010-09-16T13:30:00.002+12:00

Is the education system today really just producing standardized and stereotypical people?
Isn't it really sad to compare high-school and college graduates to Big Macs and Whopper Burgers?
What makes each of us special, different than the person right next to us?

If you were a owner or CEO of a corporation, who would you hire?
The standard, regular Happy Meal or the individualized, special homemade chicken soup?

Who would you rather spend your lifetime with?
The stereotypical Apple Mac or the unique acoustic guitar?

Who do you want your children to look up to?
The robotic C-3PO or the animated Oprah Winfrey?

Is it worth being with superficial, expressionless luxuries your whole life than spending a moment with lively, exceptional necessities that makes each of us humans?

Just another awesome but tiring day..

2010-09-03T18:05:00.003+12:00

Just got back from school and i'm feeling extremely happy. My junior science class was very co-operative although they were kinda quiet in the initial parts of the lesson. Who could blame them? It was the first period. Had them run around the class and boy, did they wake up.

Off to senior science class next where i observe another friend. His class was simply adorable. He taught the students a game where they have to act the reserve actions of the instructions. He got them to sit (stand) and stand (sit).

Next my own Year 12 ESOL students. Being expose to the requirements of writing a movie review, i bet they are so sick of it already. So, instead of comparing and looking back at the features and the structure of a movie review (again), i've decide that we'll just look for vocabulary, facts or qoutations that they can use for their own writing. Only 6 of them were in the class but hey, it was much more easier to control that way. The best reward of the day today was when i read each of their introduction and first paragraph. Not only did they write better, but they "borrowed" some interesting vocabulary and qoutation like i said. And, that makes me happy!!

ps: thanks to those who helped during the lesson as well as for the feedback. will try to improve

Gasp

2010-08-29T13:53:00.002+12:00

A close friend, dreaming about you being in a relationship?
Not so creepy.

A closer friend, dreaming about you making out with another guy in Uni right in front of a few other friends?
Oh, the horror!! o.O"

ps: Can you guys please stop scaring me with this relationship thingy!? And can you guys please dream about yourselves??

A sad fact

2010-08-25T09:15:00.001+12:00

"It's ok to be confused. Figure things out all you want. But until you let someone in, you'll always be alone."

Sad, but true.

Trust and relationships aren't my strong suits.
I'm not making excuses for my actions.
I'm just stating a fact about me.
I'm just not that type of person... yet.

Surprises!

2010-08-18T10:58:00.002+12:00

Woke up today with this huge-@$$ box right in front of my room door.
i believe it's mine because there's a blue card with my name on it, attached to the box.
I carried the box into my room and it's surprisingly light for a box that size.
Anxiety began to fill my body, slowly suspecting that it could be a prank from my fellow mates.
If you live with those people, you would understand such suspicion.

So I took a blade and ripped all the tapes around the box, only to find newspapers and empty bottles in it. I felt like killing someone!
Then I decided to read the card for a clue of what's going on.
It was a belated birthday card from my hommies.
So, with renewed faith, I tried to search for any hint of a present.
I only found more newspapers, bottles and *surprise-surprise* more receipts.

Feeling extremely anxious and a little pissed of, I emptied the content of the box on my bed.
I took out all the empty bottles. I removed all the newspapers. I scrunged up all the receipts.
And finally, a rectangle item stood out.
I mean, I huge-@$$ box for a bank card-sized item?
This can't be good all at.
I felt pranked. I felt deceived. I felt like an idiot.

But what is there to lose if I just take a peek inside.
I slipped the flap on the envelope with my finger.
Lo and behold, a card!
I wished it was someone's credit card with unlimited cash flow.
But this is better!
A gift card!
For shopping! Shoe shopping!
I felt happy. I felt loved. I am CONTENTED!

ps: Inside the envelope it is written "To Amy Chong Voon Sing. From Shikin, Anita & Sharmyn. Due to unforseen circumstances, your present has become a card and is exactly 1 month late. Happy 22nd and 1 month birthday. Amount: NZD 50.00

The Mirror

2010-08-13T14:55:00.004+12:00

Take a look in the mirror.
Who do you see?

Do you see someone you want to be?
Do you see someone living their dreams?
Do you see someone happy with what they have?
Do you see someone proud of their achievements?
Do you see someone who is not afraid to be themselves?

Tell me.
Who do you see?

Ps: Had this thought as I was trying really hard to fix my eye-covering fringe for school.

Dreams

2010-08-08T13:22:00.002+12:00

For those that have watched Inception, you would understand that anything can happen in a dream. But there are somethings that are so foreign that you could never picture it happening in your dreams or dreams of others.

So yea, when a friend mentioned that he dreamed that I'm in a relationship with someone, it sounded really weird and awkward because the whole idea seemed so foreign to me.

But I was kinda disappointed that he haven't gotten far enough to check out who the Dude was. Now, that my friends, is something I'm used to >.<

Unforgiveness

2010-08-05T10:20:00.001+12:00

Forgiveness is not for the offender, but it's for the offended.

Unforgiveness is like becoming a slave. The offender will gain control of our lives because our actions or goals are driven by our resentment and revenge.

Unforgiveness is like a burden. The offended would carry the hurt, pain and disappointment throughout life – a liability that weighs us down.

Unforgiveness is like a parasite. Inability to forgive sucks the soul and life of the offended, leaving us vulnerable to harm and anger.

Forgiveness is not for the offender, but it's for the offended.

Princess?

2010-07-30T13:04:00.006+12:00

It was my birthday! I did whatever I wanted to for a day >.<

I want this.. Now

2010-07-27T09:51:00.005+12:00

Playing certain types of board games are addictive!

Cranium.
It's a board game that combines many of our other favourite games together (pictionary, charades, Play-Doh). Totally blows your mind!

Ps: I want one! >.<

Eck!

2010-07-24T11:44:00.006+12:00

Wow, my blogpost has been pretty much dead for a while. It's amazing I actually still remember I have a blog.

Reading other people's blog makes me realize one thing about myself. I have no commitment when it comes to updating blogs. And I like that!

Blogging should be a commitment. It's about having fun! Weeeeeee.......... =P

February Updates

2010-02-27T09:16:00.002+13:00

Yes, February is almost ending and there isn't much to tell. I just feel obliged to at least list down things that happened during this month.

February started with me, whining about going to work. Work has taken a toll on me and it has made me officially cranky, moody and murderous. Try clicking the mouse 5 hours a day, 7 days a week and let me know if you decide to wear a halo or carry a pitchfork for the rest of your non-working hours. The only thing that kept me going was a mantra i chant every time my animal instincts rises. it's pretty easy. try it!

"i'm getting NZD5000". Just repeat xtimes till you're normal again.

Later, things started to shape up with allowances coming in, me losing 8kg and wearing size 10 jeans as well as the Lunar New Year (gained 2kg in 5 days o.O"). Let me break it down to you. Basically, from the 8th till the 15th, my daily activities involve eating with friends, eating with relatives, eating with relative's friends, eating with church members, eating with friend's of friends and eating in between eating. So you see, gaining 2kg from all that doesn't sound that bad eh..

We have also officially chenged our mailing address as of the 18th. after finally settling down, i realized that i have so few clothes! And summer sale is on now! Few clothes in wardrobe = summer sale = shopping! Which i'm going to do, soon!

People say the end of something marks the start of something new. well, my summer scholarship program ended yesterday (26th) and the semester will start soon (1st March). I'm in fact very excited (happy, anxious) that classes are starting again and that i can go back to doing what i do best (cramming info into brain, doing revision and hopefully, scoring A's). Life will be back to normal (at least for me) and things will just fall back to its place again once everything starts getting along.

But then again, studying doesn't seem so important now that you realize the fact that you will leave in less than 12 months, leaving a place that you can finally call home. I've decided to put my aims and goals this year ahead of studying and if i have to juggle and carry both academics and pleasure for things to work, i actually will. Let's hope it works and i don't end up tanking =)

Drabble 006

2010-02-01T17:47:00.003+13:00

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Silent reading is allowed. Plagiarism isn't.

Standing here, I can see everything so clearly now. You're walking away with steady pace. The disappointment and hurt still plastered on your face. My heart cries out for you yet my mouth stayed shut. I want to reach out for you yet my feet refused to budge. All I could do is hold myself, hoping that i wont fall apart.

I want to be bold. I don't want to stand in the cold.

Not anymore.

Not alone.

But what can I do? Your heart changed. You feel chained. All I can do for you now is let you slip away. I think it's better this way.

I am not bold. I'm still standing in the cold.

Always.

Alone.

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Drabble 005

2010-01-23T20:15:00.010+13:00

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Silent reading is allowed. Plagiarism isn't.

His Story.

Sh*t!
That was the first thing that pops in my mind when the bell rang. I look around the small cramped room, thinking to myself - I'm in deep sh*t if she catches me here. Where to hide? Where to HIDE??

After scanning the room for the longest time, I finally found a bookshelf big enough to cover me from her sight. As I struggle to force my bulky body into the small crack between the shelf and the wall, the heavy wooden door swings open.

And enters the most beautiful creature God has ever made. If I die, I want to enter this heaven - I smiled, having the sweetest and sinful thoughts. Hoping the that my big foot does not stick out in any way, I peep through the gap between the books to see your lovely face.

I hear you gasp when you saw the present I left you. I see the cutest smile carved on your face. Boy, she's right. Roses do make a girl happy - silently thanking my best friend.

When is she going to leave? It's so cramp in here. I'm dying! HELP!! - secretly I pray that you will leave the room soon. The crack now proves to be to small for my muscular body. I have been sucking my tummy in for the longest time and I'm about to burst when I hear you call me. Gulp!

Her Story.

I huff and puff, taking in lungful of oxygen as I sprint to the piano room. Ah, such a waste of time! How can you forget your books! - mentally scolding myself. I turn at the corner of the building and BAM! hitting someone square in the head and I, fell like a sack of potatoes.

#*^%$! - I curse before helping the girl I ran into. I think I crack my skull - as I slightly bow to say I'm sorry.before getting ready for my sprint to the piano room again.

1, 2, 3! Ah...! - My eyes got bigger as the girl pulls me back to face her familiar face. Must protect my face. Must protect my face - as I profusely pour my apologies to her, praying to God that she won't punch me. Her hand suddenly reach for my jacket and I panic. No, she's going to strangle me instead. MUMMY!

And the girl just flash me the most pleasant smile and dust the dust off me. Her eyes are the saddest eyes I've ever seen but they are captivating. As she walks away, I see the smile disappear from her face. Hope nothing bad happens to her. Such a nice girl!

As I push the wooden door open, a sharp, spicy fragrance fills my nose. Ah, Armani Diamonds for Men - thinking to myself as I take another whiff. Only one person can afford this and the person is not me - which builds my suspicions. How can the room smell of Armani when the only person using the room uses.. well, nothing.Then I saw a rose on the piano keys. I gasp and a smile just creep on my face - I have a secret admirer! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Everything make sense now. The rose, this piano room, Armani, the girl - looking around the room. Then I saw a blue shoe peaking from behind the bookshelf and decide to call his name.

My Story.
Ouch! That hurts! - as I rub my swollen temple. I look at the wooden door from the window, hoping that it would turn out right. For him. I would do anything to see him happy - I tell myself that every time he ask me about this. And I finally agree to help him.

I look at my hand,and examine the cut. Well, even roses have thorns - as I stop the bleeding with my hanky. Then I hear the voice that turns my world upside-down and make my heart skips a beat. He's laughing - I look up and saw them, walking hand in hand. He flashes me a thumbs-up when she wasnt looking.

He did it. It went well. He's happy now. My teddybear is happy now! - I gave him the sweetest smile. The noisy chatters around me cannot hide a faint sound. The faint sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces.

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Drabble 004

2010-01-19T19:50:00.005+13:00

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Silent reading is allowed. Plagiarism isn't.

A/N: This drabble is dedicated to a dear friend of mine who is celebrating his birthday today =) Happy birthday Zammie! I just want you to know that this is how I think of you~

I open my eyes, and it is bright. I look at myself, noticing a little flame in me. As the little flame dances, I know that the flame is who I really am inside. And I am happy.

I notice the flame burns with passion whenever I taste joy, pleasure and delight. It is like ecstasy and it is bright. And I am happy.

Slowly but surely, my heart begins to feel the weight of the world. The little flame flickers, fighting to stay alive. But it is still bright. This time I look around and become conscious of my surroundings. Then I see you and your little light, glimmering in all its glory. You are strong when I am weak. And I am happy.

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Drabble 003

2010-01-16T21:01:00.005+13:00

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People say we're different. You and I. No matter how hard we try, we'll never be the same. So why bother trying to get to know each other better? Why bother trying to be there, physically and emotionally, for each other?

We're both from two different worlds. You and I. I realize that every time I look your way. But I want to know you better. I want to try and be there for you, always.

You know why? Because I want to. I want to prove to them that although we may look different, we're all the same. The same smile on our faces when we're happy. The same salty tears running down our faces when we're sad. The same pain when someone breaks our heart into pieces. The same burning desire to be loved. The same fear of being lonely. Deep down inside every one of us, we're all the same.

And because of that, although we're different, we can prove to them that we can care for each other. You and I. Every time I look your way, I look at a different person but I see the same smile, tears, pain, desire and fear.

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Drabble 002

2010-01-12T17:02:00.008+13:00

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Silent reading is allowed. Plagiarism isn't.

Her orange dress dance around as she falls from the swing. Before my bum can say good-bye to the purple bench, a little boy with yellow shorts runs to her side.

As she lifts her knee, traces of apple-red blood making its way down. From where i am sitting, i can see fat tears, racing to her chin.

The little boy fidgets with his green cap and then takes off his black jacket. Her sobs grow louder and louder. Her nose is becoming pink.

He then wraps her knee, being as delicate as possible. He steals a few glances at her direction. She is no longer wailing like a hungry chick but streams of tears still overflow from the brown pool eyes of hers.

He offers her his hand but she did not take it. Pain shot through her body like electricity as she tries to move her knee again. She throws him a look with her puppy eyes. He sighs. He sits down beside her, gently guiding her up.

He then promises to give her a lollipop. Her face shines like the morning sun. Ignoring the pain, she stands up on her own. He beams from ear to ear.

She then sticks out her thin hands and pouts. She wants him to keep his promise. She wants HER lollipop. He grabs her delicate hands and gave her a big, wet kiss on her rosy cheek.

Her eyes becomes as big as saucers. She smacks him hard and he sticks out his tongue. She fumes as she grabs his short locks and tugs it with all her might.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

His hand is on mine. I know what he saw. I can see an orange dress, twirling in the wind as the little girl runs after the yellow dot in the distance. I turn around only to see him giving me the cheekiest grin.

"I want MY lollipop"

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Drabble 001

2010-01-10T13:40:00.012+13:00

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Silent reading is allowed. Plagiarism isn't.

It is a beautiful day. The sun is shining ever so brightly, as if to give us hope for the future. The sky is so blue, as blue as your eyes. The clouds are white, pretty like the wedding dress you made for me. Yes, it is perfect.

The carnations lie lifelessly beside me as I look out the window at all the happy faces. I see Dad going around, thanking people for making time for the wedding. And I see Mum, smiling at all the guests but secretly wiping her happy tears when no one is looking.

Yes, everyone is happy. Their baby girl is getting married to a great man. The garden wedding is all I've ever wanted and yes, it is perfect.

As I look in the mirror, I see those red lips and rosy cheeks. Every strand on hair is in place and beautiful pearls dance on my neck. I see a princess looking back at me and yes, it is perfect.

We shared laughter and tears. You have my heart and I have yours. Memories are what links us and brought us together and yes, it is perfect.

I blush as I look to the back, at the room where we shared our first kiss. On my right, I see children laughing happily as they play together. I look to my left and the band is playing our song. Yes, it is perfect.

And right in front of me, waiting to take my hand. But the man standing there is not you. You promised that you will wait for me and yet the man standing there is not you. You promised that you will never leave me and yet the man standing there is not you. My heart aches for you but the man standing there is not you. I long to hold you and spend the rest of my breathing moments with you but the man standing there is not you.

Everything is perfect. Yes, it is perfect but the man standing there is not you

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2010

2010-01-03T12:16:00.002+13:00

The new year has started but man, i can't believe that there would be issues for me to handle already.

M and D, you both are adults. You can handle this situation but i'll be there to support the both of you because i love the both of you a lot. You guys are like my bestest friends and i can't stand seeing the both of you being disappointed with each other. D, she's older and with more experience. Honor God by honoring M as well. M, D is a big boy now. Of course, he did screw up big time this time around but i believe he has learn his lesson. Give him a chance to fix the situation and prove that he's a responsible man now.

DC, as much as i love you, you have to work harder this year. It maybe a very big hurdle for you this time but i know you can do it. You always say that you're not a smart or as good but you have no idea how smart you really are. i trust that God has great plans for you and He will guide you all the way. Just give your very best and let Him handle the rest.

Z, i'm sorry i can't be there physically for you now but i'm always a supporter of yours. Be strong because i know you can. there are a lot of people out there that loves you for who you are and will always be there in case you fall. so dont be afraid to fall because it will make you stronger. and no, you're o loser to me. i admire your strength and courage to stand for yourself. i know you can do it =)

A and R, gosh.. you hae no idea how much i miss you both. friends can miss each other right??!! haven't heard from you both for so long but i believe you guys are doing fine. A, live your joyful self because that's what makes you who you are. it actually makes the mood when we're around you. being random and full of life is how God made you and that's how you should honor Him in return. R, i can't put in words how much i miss you. i can't wait to see you. soon. hope you're having the time of your life but remember to take care of yourself. whatever happens, you have me.

and for those not mentioned here, i love you guys all the same. happy new year and hope that you will be blessed for the new year and the new decade.

why no new year resolution this year? well, i will take life as it comes because i'm annoited by Him and the Holy Spirit lives in me. I will live my life to honor Him and He is the center of my life.

Boxing day

2009-12-27T10:10:00.002+13:00

It was boxing day yesterday and believe me, shopping was great! Most places had really good bargains but sadly, they aren't items on my to-buy list.

So, after walking around and comparing prices for 4 hours along Queen St, i manage to get everything on my list as well as a few deals i couldn't resist.
1) Skinnies from JayJays for nzd50
2) Sewing kit from $3 for nzd 3.40
3) Purse from Strandbags for nzd14
4) Raspberry body wash from Body Shop for nzd10
5) Cardigan from Valley Girl for nzd8
6) 3/4 pants from Valley Girl for nzd10

So with all that, Boxing Day shopping & Project Spend Less Than nzd100 on Boxing Day is completed! =)

Merry Christmas

2009-12-23T13:50:00.003+13:00

Yes, its Christmas again! Gosh, how i wish i was back at home this year. But then again, spending Christmas here in Auckland Isnt bad either. Many people are not around - most have gone back to Malaysia for the summer break and some left Auckland to travel to places.

But that's ok. I still have some friends and family that i can spend Christmas with this year.
The plan for this Christmas is to eat and shop and enjoy the summer Christmas. Imagine Christmas on a beach. Wah, syok syok =)

But also not forgetting that Christmas is actually a celebration of the wonderful gift from God to mankind, which is sending His only Son so that he can die on the cross for all our sins and that we then can have a wonderful relationship with God through Jesus.

God didnt send Jesus to die for the Christians alone but he send His Son to the world because He loves the world. So, Jesus didnt only die for me, a Christian, but he also died for every single person on the planet.

Therefore, Christmas is a a time or a season or celebration that should be enjoyed by all, Christians and non-Christians alike. MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A BLESSED NEW YEAR!

For God so loved the WORLD that He gave His only SON, and whoever BELIEVES in Him shall not perish but have ETERNAL LIFE (John 3:16)

Guess who's back!

2009-12-16T16:10:00.002+13:00

Many things have happened since the last time i updated.

1) South Island trip. Simply amazing!
2) IT took place. I will forever remember 12/12, 9.1am & Invercargill.
3) Everyone's moving away or gone back home or travel elsewhere.
4) Sent out all the Christmas cards.
5) Getting myself organized for work.

There are also a lot of things to do.

1) Christmas presents. Buy them and send them!
2) Visit Auntie Ann. Its about time i do.
3) Personal shopping time during Boxing day & New Year's sale.
4) Meet up with people i havent seen for so long.
5) Plan my OZ trip this coming winter break.

What is you heart beating for?

2009-11-10T19:29:00.004+13:00

Love. 사랑. 愛. あい. amour. amore.liebe.

for

God. Jesus. Family. Friends.

Tired...

2009-11-07T17:24:00.003+13:00

Tired of studying
Tired of waiting for the official announcement of 2pm
Tired of waiting for 30th of November to arrive
Tired of wishing that my family were here
Tired of constantly feeling distant
Tired of constantly falling into loneliness
Tired of pretending that everything is alright
Tired of fooling myself
Tired of wishing if things were different

JUST TOO TIRED

=)

2009-11-02T11:02:00.002+13:00

Like a drawn knife, the first kiss has strong attraction
The second kiss makes my heart want to passionately explode.

You want me
You've fallen for me
You're going crazy for me
You cant escape me
I've got you
Under my skin.

=)

Lalalala~

2009-11-02T10:54:00.006+13:00

Got bored of studying, so I decided to go for a stroll in Parnell Rose Garden for the festival. The very sight of the place will make you swoon although you're never a big fan of roses.

Holiday plans

2009-10-28T22:12:00.001+13:00

So, we managed to get our tramping tickets today and we'll be booking the accomodations and activities tomorrow at xbase! Oh, and Kin will be joining us! Haha, I cant wait!

Grace ah Grace...

2009-10-26T16:06:00.007+13:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACE!!

Wish we were there to celebrate too but too bad then! Hutang you pressies first ok =)

Guess what i found....

2009-10-24T00:15:00.005+13:00

Arent they just the cutest things =) I especially like the sheep one and its not because i'm in NZ so i have to like sheeps.

Let's boggie~

2009-10-20T20:11:00.002+13:00

I'm so boggie-ing tonight.

EDUC225? All done =)
Presentation? We can do that this weekend. there's still time
Exams? Long summore what....

IRIS, Gokusen 3, Vampire Knight, Yukan CLub, Conderella MAn~
HEre i come!

Angie's kitchen, Sri Pinang, BBQ King, Il MEe, Strawberry ice-cream, Jay jays, PUMA~
Here i come once our allowance is in! =p

ps: cant wait for 30 Nov! Cant wait to go to Christchurch, Queenstown, Wanaka, Franz Josef and Dunedin!

Kin, are you ok?

2009-10-16T16:41:00.002+13:00

There was a fire alarm yesterday night. Thank God i have decided to watch Gokusen trailer before i shower. If not, I would have been already soaping myself when the alarm went off. As i walked all the way down (6th floor dang it!), i can hear a lot of people cursing because the economics students have a test tomorrow. Haha, well.... too bad! =p

Then i saw Jiani from the 1st floor and we talked about our summer plans. Then Lydia and Anne joined in. They were kinda surprise that i wont be going back to Malaysia for the summer break.

After all that commotion (3 fire brigades, R.As trying to keep those econ students from killing people), we went back to our rooms. Then i showered to my heart's content!

And today i fould out from Chew that Kin sut her foot on her way out. Heard that it was deep and Jack, the only R.A that everyone doesnt like, helped her take it out! Ewww, sure sakit like crazy! No wonder i didnt see her. Thought that she would ignore the alarm and continue sleeping or somehting like that. Sorry Kin, & hope you get well soon. More walking to come ya noe..

Dedication: In celebration of Hisagi Shuuhei's airtime in Bleach among other things

2009-10-10T12:45:00.009+13:00

There are so many things to complain about this week.

First, all the bus drivers here are on strike! So, technically there's no bus sevices and it has lasted till this very day (it started 3 days ago). With the current weather, its kinda hard to get to place without buses. Dang~

Secondly, i remember clearly telling those two that they have to sit for my test version ofr EDUC 225 at 12pm today. I remember telling them that i will be creating a test based on Chapter 5 of the textbook last Monday. So, that's like 10 days for the both of them to read it! Then at 11.45am today, one of them - the idiot- texted me to tell me that she hasnt read anything yet. I asked her why not since i told her so much more earlier and she said she need another 3HOURS to read. I told her fine since there's nothing i can do (i'll lose marks in MY assessment if they dont do the test well. That means they have nothing to lose even if they do my test shittily) and you know what that idiot texted me back? She said i should give her more time becasue she wants to do her best for my version of the test. DAMN RIGHT YOU SHOULD! THAT'S WHY I GAVE YOU 10 DAYS TO READ IT, YOU @SS! MY NECK IS ON THE LINE HERE AND YOU WANT TO THREATEN ME BOUT MY ASSESSMENT! DONT I KNOW IT THAT I NEED YOU SO THAT I CAN SCORE WELL!!!! With that aside, she needs me too so that she can get good assessment as well... YOU SCREWED WITH THE WRONG HOMIE, B****~

And lastly, Bleach. I'm glad Hisagi Shuuhei is finally getting some airtime. About time I know of his past too. Kinda got sick with the whole save-Orihime-the-weak-idiot-from-Ulqiorra-who-always-seem-to-avoid-fighting-with-Ichigo-so-that-the-PD-can-keep-delaying-Orihime's-stay-in-Hueco Mendo episodes already. Then came his Shikai! I mean, why cant he have a proper nice Shikai. The theme is great (Reaper) but the form.... Cant you give him a small but deadly one like Soi Fon... Bigger and sophisticated doesnt mean deadly! I mean a dude like him should get a Shikai/Zanpaktou that suits him. Dang~

On the death of my grandmother

2009-10-07T20:59:00.003+13:00

Dang!

I've been looking at this poem for hours now. And i still cant really figure out what are the aspects that determine my "horizon of expectation" in response to this poem.

Frankly, I dont really care. I mean, I read poems and short stories and novels because i like them. and i read them for pleasure and satisfaction. Who cares if my life experiences or their association to other works or even the genre determine how i read them.

What then determines my expectations and interpretations of these works? Simple.
If i love it, i recommend it.
If i like it, i continue reading it.
If i go "huh?", i just thrown it around first and maybe continue reading it.
If i find it boring, then screw it.

Too bad those determining factors are not in the literary theory i need to justify.
Jauss, Hawthorn and Iser! Boo yah for being such tight @rses when reading literature.

5 degrees

2009-10-05T20:20:00.003+13:00

You have got to be kidding me!

Its suppose to be spring and its raining??!! And what's worst, its freaking freezing here... 5 degrees!! Oh My!!! *froze to death*

Ps: Agree with Kin! Didnt really Eunhyuk has got no lines in Sorry Sorry...

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On a different note, GD's Breathe...
Amazing song...!

http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=swcPG8Rmgp8

2009-10-03T11:28:00.002+13:00

보고 싶어요!

It is as simple as that!

All thanks to LEE KL and his vidoes! *sigh*

hmmm....

2009-09-27T21:32:00.002+13:00

Looking at other people's joy makes me happy, believe me.... it does.
Seeing them enjoying themselves - in perfect weather and prefect company.

It is worth taking all those pictures.

But it makes me wonder. I know i feel lonely here sometimes but am i desperatefor attention? desperate to direct my own attention from my own pain and suffering?

i dont really know. Never though i would be this weak. But yea, Min is right... God loves me. I'm His and He is mine. No one will take Him away from me becasue He promised He'll be there for me.... ALWAYS!

Daniel's pathetic advice - get a boyfriend! Same pathetic advice people give me once they find out i'm lonely here sometimes. Except my mum. She just wants me to find someone soon because she's afraid i'll never get married. Pssh!

Gosh, I miss you too.

2009-09-21T15:44:00.002+12:00

David emailed me today... I feel good and sad at the same time. He's not an emotional person but he wrote this very words that make me miss him so much.

"What a boring time I'm having! We all miss you! We're always aking if you're ok and we cry for you"

It made my day but i miss my family a lot and it hurts! ;'(

2009-09-19T12:29:00.006+12:00

Life is a tough journey but along the way, little wonders make it so beautiful.

Incident I remembered...

2009-09-16T13:57:00.004+12:00

Situation: 3 of us are cooking dinner in the kitchen at 5pm.

A (Malay girl): Nasi dah siap ni. Kelaurkan dari microwave.

B (Malay girl): Tunggu jap. Nak serve sambal.

Me: *adding diced chicken to soup*

A: Orang yang duk masak tepi kau tu, dah nak siap ke tak ni? Nak buat jemput lagi ni. Dah nak bukak. Orang cina ni kan, semuanya tak tau nak pikir pasal orang. Sombong giler.

B: Baik-baik. Jangan guna BI. Nanti dia tau kau duk cakap pasal dia.

A: Masak apa benda la dia tu, guna dapur lama-lama. Orang dah nak bukak dah ni, lapar pulak tu. Kacau je la.

B: Bagi tau je la yang kau nak dia cepat. Suruh dia cepat sikit. Bagi tau kat dia, kau nak sembahyang lepas ni, sebab tu nak cepat.

A: Ala, paham ke dia ni?

B: Cuba la dulu. Cakap baik-baik dengan dia.

A: *with fake American accent* Erm, excuse me? Are you almost done? Because we need to rush for prayers later in a few minutes time. So, we need to have our cooking done too because we're going to break fast soon. Is it ok with you?

Me: Erm, my soup might take longer still. Cant you use the other stoves?

A: oh, ok.. Its alright then. *turns to her friend* Kan aku dah kata. Orang cina ni memang tak boleh pikir pasal orang lain. Dah bagi tau dia kita dah puasa satu hari, paham-paham la yang kita ni lapar..

Me: Erm, masa bukak lama lagi kan? Hari ni bukak pukul 6.18 kan? Skrang ni baru je pukul 5.30. Sempat kalau nak buat jemput tu. Lagi pun, i yang guna stove ni dulu. Kalau you guys datang lebih lambat dari i, lazimnya kena la tunggu. Budi bahasa kan??!!

B: *amazed* Pandai je cakap BM.

Me: Mesti la.. kan orang Malaysia.

A: Orang Malaysia?! Jadi awak paham la apa yang kita cakpa tadi...

Me: *smiles* Oh, and the accent. Drop it je. Memang orang boleh tau its fake. You should speak it proudly without faking the accent. Lagi pun, you're studying in NZ. What's with the American accent?!

Moral of the story: Never kutuk someone in another language and assume they dont understand you. If you still want to kutuk, do it in the comfort of your own rooms.

Daddy says

2009-09-11T22:16:00.003+12:00

Part of daddy's email:

"You make sure you take care of yourself, we're all fine here. Whatever you do, do well and glorify God's name. And whatever you do, we are always proud of you. We are and we always will. We miss you, especially your mum, and we love you"

Gosh, i miss home so bad!

Kerikeri: Cradle of the Nation 4

2009-09-08T11:09:00.007+12:00

THE LAST DAY.

The last day in Kerikeri, we decided to do something extreme. Janine suggested that we canoe or kayak to Duke's nose. Not knowing what was in store for us, the 3 Musketeers agreed. The canoe and kayak are stored in Janine's dad's cabin so we headed there after breakfast. Myn decided that she will kayak instead so that Janine and I can keep an eye on Anita, who is prone to falling.

After canoeing and kayaking for about 2 hours (we rowed against the current of the sea), we finally reached the resting place of DOC (Department of Conservation). We then trekked for about 45 minutes before we reach the rocks that we are suppose to climb. I instantly felt fear. Dont get me wrong, i'm not afraid of height but i am afraid of the feeling of falling down. And believe me, its a long way down (300 meters from seas level). With the help from Janine, Myn and Anita... I managed to get up there and man, am I proud i made it up there!

Initially, I felt a lot of fear but soon, i began to relax. I even managed to finish my lunch. The view was breath-taking. It WAS worth the climb (and scratches and blood). After spending some time with ourselves and admiring God's beautiful creation, we headed back to the resting place. We needed to head back before the currents change.

On the way back though, Myn was in charge of directing our canoe and boy, did she sucked at it! We were going around in zig-zags and it took so much energry from us. Anita gave up many times and even suggested that we just hitch a hike from some of the boats that were passing us by. But we (Myn & myself) managed to persevere on without the help from Anita. And after paddling for about 2 hours, the image of Janine's car and her dad's house became clearer and clearer. That motivated us to paddle faster and get ourselves on land before we get into more trouble and muscle cramps.

Being so tired, we just wanted to eat. So after washing the canoe and kayak, we drove to a fish market that sells the best fish and chips (according to Janine). When we arrived, Trish was already there and our orders have arrived. We ate as if we were starved for days. The fish was very fresh and the chips were crispy. As we drive back home, Janine came up with a idea (random at that too). She wanted to play badminton at the club house and she asked us to tag along. At first i was reluctant but in the end, they managed to drag me along.

As we arrived, the club meeting has started and Janine and Myn registered to be on the list. I decided that yes, they can make me join them but they cant make me play. So, i sat the observation section with Anita and watched Myn partner and play against old men. When i say old men, i dont mean middele age... i really mean old. I also found that it is hilarious seeing Ang Mo's play badminton. Compared to Myn (the only Asian around), they look really clumsy and power-hungry. There is a saying in the tennis court that goes something like 'a tennis match is not a 1-shot-kill match' but looking at all the Ang Mo's (especially the men), i can pretty much confirm that they havent heard of that saying.

After playing with old people for 2 hours, Myn decided she has had enough and wanted to go back. As we reached home, the house was dark and everyone's asleep. Because of our aching muscles, we had another excuse of using the spa that night. It was a clear night where you can see stars and the moon. Star-gazing and having a chat with the rest, I am glad i went for this trip because of all the memories that i can build from it.

A day in the sun... Dang, i'm burned!

2009-09-06T21:02:00.003+12:00

We (Myn, Janine, Anita, Nicole, Kin & Myself) were soaking up the sun at Victoria Park today since its such a beautiful day.

Yeap, it was fun but now, I'm burned! :(

Kerikeri: Cradle of the Nation 3

2009-09-06T12:28:00.002+12:00

OF AYAM MASAK MERAH AND CUCUR PISANG.

The third day started late as all of us were too lazy to get out of bed. After an hour of lazing around the room, we managed to get ready without much casualties involved. The plan was to drive along the coast and then get back home in time to prepare dinner for the family. That's right. The three Malaysian girls are making Malaysian dinner for the family.

Our first stop, Waitangi Bay. Janine took us up to a site on a hill and man, the view was beautiful! There is no words to describe how beautiful it is up there. We laid on grasses and took plenty pictures. Waitangi is a site famous for its Maori traditions as well as the Waitangi Treaty Grounds. We were later joined by a mum with her son, Flin and two of their dogs. Gosh, we played around with Flin and Toby, Flin's birthday present and we had a blast with them while Flin's mum basked in the sun.

As we walked down the slpoes back to the beach, Myn and I slipped a few times and got our pants dirty! Luckily, we had extra fresh clothes in the car. But before that, we all ran to the beach! Haha, it was cold no doubt but we still jumped in. We then spotted a couple surfing. According to Janine, people rarely surf at Waitangi Bay because the waves arent strong enough but that day, the sea's rough! As Myn & Janine were busy making sand sculptures (of the Auckland Tower), Anita and I were busy collecting shells and getting our feet wet. The beach isnt like the beaches back in Malaysia because the sand's pink! Yes, pink. That's because of the shells that are scattered around the shore that coloured the whole beach pink.

After spending 2 hours at Waitangi Bay, we've decided that we have had enough of beaches. So we just drove along beaches and bays like Opito Bay, Taronui Bay and Matauri Bay without actually stopping by since all of us are already sick of sand, sea water and sun for the day. We then rushed back to Kerikeri to buy ingredients needed for dinner. You have wondered how did we manage to make the dish especially the complicated Ayam Masak Merah. Well, believe it or not, we were fortunate enough to find an Asian Mart in Kerikeri. So yes, we cheated by getting the instant Ayam Masak Merah packet! it took us about an hour or so to get dinner ready in time. We tried so hard to make sure that it was not too spicy for Trish, Gran, Allan, janine and Anita *i know. I dont believe it either* They enjoyed the dinner! Personally i think they enjoyed it because 1) they never had it before so they have nothing to compare it to 2) they're just being nice and 3) we saved them the trouble to prepare dinner. then we had cucur pisang with vanilla ice-cream as dessert! This, i know everyone enjoyed! Before long, everything was gone and the bowls were clear!

After clearing the table and placing the plates into the dishwasher, we went for another round of spa. Yes, we spa-ed a lot in Kerikeri. We also had mature talks and bonding moments. And because it was a long day *cooking takes up a lot of energy*, we slept early not knowing that we will have the best (or most tiring) day of our lives the very next day.

*to be continued*

Kerikeri: Cradle of the Nation 2

2009-09-05T10:07:00.003+12:00

LET'S GO FOR A SWIM.

Sunday, the day that we need to go to church for service. So waking up at 8.30am, we managed to make it in time for the church service at Paihia Baptist Church. The service in this particular church is similar to Patani Baptist Church, the church that i attend and grew up in at home. However, one interesting fact about the church is that Janine is the youngest of the whole congragation. Besides us, all of the other members of the congregation are elderly people. But they still know how to worship and praise the Lord. The sermon of the day was a bout making God the priority of our lives. And interesting enough, I needed that reminder.

After the service, Janine drove us around the town area just to give us a glimpse of what is it like there. We managed to shop for souvenirs before we headed home for lunch. Lunch was simple but very filling! And since the day looks gloomy and cloudy, we decided to be on the safe side and get Janine to show us more things in Northland.

First stop, the famous Stone Store and the Mission Station. There is nothing much to see there except for ancient stuffs that you can buy like old fabric, wooden pegs, barrels of gun powder and all the other stuffs that people rarely use anymore. As we walked along the river right in front of the store, Janine told us about her high school stories where they use for their sports day. (Another interesting fact is that their school included water sports such as kayaking, canoeing and sailing as some of the sports events, hence the use of the river)

Our next stop was my favourite out of the activities we did the whole day. We went swimming in Charlie's Rock! Charlie's Rock is a bottomless pit near a farm where Janine and her friends used to go to every summer she was in Kerikeri. You must be wondering since its winter now, what are we doing there. Well, to swim of course! Yes, we are a bunch of crazy people that swam in a bottomless pit, infested with eels during winter just for the fun of it! It was a beautiful waterfall and we couldnt wait to jump in the water. Janine was the first to go in and Myn was next. They re-surfaced and told Anita and me that it is very cold! Thanks to them, Anita chickened out and changed back to her clothes. Believe it or not, I just jumped in! *Heck, I came all the way here! I even changed in the open for this! I aint gonna chicken out!* Oh, if you think you know what cold really means, then you have yet to experience swimming in cold waterfall water! But man, it was refreshing! And since we get to jump of the cliff for this, I had extra fun =)

After the short swim, we dried up for our next stop. Janine drove us to yet another waterfall called Rainbow Falls. Anita looked at us like we're crazy and asked if we're gonna go for another round of a swim. Myn and myself was eager since we're already wet but Janine burst our bubbles. Rainbow Falls is twice the height of Charlie's Rock and nobody tries to swim there. Or at least, doent make it alive to tell their tales. Seeing the place with our very own eyes, we slowly chichkened out and talk ourselves out of our stupid plan. In the end, our photographer just made us strike a few poses as she snaps away with her camera. As we were leaving, droplets of rain fall on our heads which kinda ruined the day for us since we had so much planned.

Sitting in the car, the three of us felt very cold since we're soaking wet. Janine then came up with an idea of taking us to a kauri sanctuary. Kauri is a type of tree that is used for timber. What is so special about the kauri tree is that the whole tree smells good! Like really good! How do we know?? We smelled it! Just like that... and it smelled good! We walked around the sanctuary, sniffing each and every tree (well, almost). Walking around in the sanctuary remineded me of the time when the whole Cohort 5 went on a trip to FRIM. It felt the same with addition to more moist here in the sanctuary. Seeing that it was already late, we drove back home just in time for dinner.

We had a dish from South Africa (which I already forgot the name to) and it was delicious. Gran lived in Zimbabwe before and travelled to South Africa often. She had her first taste of the dish and fall in love with it. She learned how to make it and here it is, for us to savour! After dinner, the girls (Janine, Myn, Anita & myself) showered and got ready to go for a youth event. Its called the Tribe gathering because the youth fellowhip of the church is called Tribe. The Tribe band played a few songs (some was written by the bass player, Steven) and the band was good *or maybe only the drummer, Blake, was really cute* The singers suck *they sounded like cats being slaughtered* but the rest of the band has amazing skills! Then they had a couple of games which was really random and 'unplanned'. it was all over the place which makes it much more fun to watch. Janine met a lot of the buddies here and she had a ball with them. As for us, we had a ball laughing at Ang Mo's dancing! :)

*to be continued*

Kerikeri: Cradle of the Nation

2009-09-03T12:55:00.009+12:00

Kerikeri is the largest town is Bay of Islands, situated at the north of the North Island of NZ *phew* The town was a village established by pioneering missionaries and therefore the oldest building in NZ can be found there. The Mission House and the Stone Store (which are situated next to each other) are among the famous tourist spots in Kerikeri. Kerikeri is also famous for its oranges, beautiful beaches and water sports.

Haha, but I didnt know all that when i decided to visit the place. I just felt that since Janine is going back home to Kerikeri, i should just visit her place for some Kiwi love. Little did i know that we would go through so much for Kiwi experiences.

THE ARRIVAL.

Janine & Alan picked us up from Huia at 9am. The whole journey to Kerikeri took 3 hours. You may say "Dang, that's long!". But we had fun (at least I did). We passed by many greenery, sheeps, cows, turkeys, farms and more greenery. Yipee..! *rolls eyes* Anyways, we passed by a number of small twons along the way and you wouldn't believe the things we were told. For example, the town Kawakawa is famous for their public toilets! Tourists even take pictures with the urinals! It is that famous! Sadly, we didnt manage to do so because our photographer, Anita Mary, was asleep!

After a looooooong journey, we finally arrived! Ahem, if you think Sungai Petani is a small town, wait till you see Kerikeri! It is 'homey' and its suppose to be the BIGGEST town in the Bay of Islands! Ang Mo's! Dont they know how to differentiate VILLAGES from towns! I felt decieved for a while.

Then we met Janine's family. Her mum Trish and her grandma Gran (well, of course we called her Gran). Her house is amazing-ly beautiful and homey. It looks just like all those Ang Mo houses you see in architectural and home makeover magazines. As we were going through a round of introductions and taoilet visits, it started raining! I mean like WHAT??!! Its suppose to be a beautiful day so that we can go out and play! (Oh, it rhymes!) Dang! So we looked at each other and believe me.... everyone looked pissed and disappointed. Not knowing what to do, we laid on the beds and begin to rot. We rot till it was time to go back to Auckland. The trip was a failure!

Nah, we weren't that boring! I know Asians have this thing against walking in the rain and all those grandmother tales stuffs, but hey... according to Janine, we're the best buncg of Malaysians that visited her place. Wanna know her reason? Its not because we are neat or careful or trifty or polite. It's because we are unorganized, fickle-minded bunch of idiots who just goes with the flow! In the end, we decided to walked around town in the rain! Janine showed us the town area (or the lepak area in the village) as well as her primary and high school. Ha, and i though my school was small! But for a small school in a village, it's fully-facilitated and looks kinda fun actually! We met a friend of Janine's and chat for a while. She's now a teacher in the same school she went to and she found that although teaching can be of a challenge sometimes, she enjoys it!

At around 6pm, it began to get darker so we head back to Janine's home for dinner. Trish originally wanted to make a rice dish but changed her mind! She made roasted pork with potatoes and it was lovely! After stuffing ourselves with food, Myn decided to go for a spa~ She managed to convince me to spa along with the rest in the rain. So along I went with the rest and sat in the spa for an hour before deciding that it was too cold. So, while they were still screaming and splashing around, i showered and dreamed of ice-cream that night.

*to be continued*

End it with a bang!

2009-08-28T12:45:00.017+12:00

The last school visit for this semester is to Rangitoto College, which is situated quite a distance from where we stay. But among all the schools that we have been to this semester (Mt Eden Primary, Remuera Intermediate, St Heliers Full Primary & Massey High School), this trip is by far the best trip to a high school ever!

When we arrived at the school, we were formally invited with a powhiri, a Moari tradition. The kapa haka group performed and we responded with two speeches (1 In English + Moari & 1 in BM). We also sang 'Negaraku' *shudder* and "Rasa Sayang' in support of the 2 speeches. We were then divided to groups for a short tour around the school.

The first thing i noticed when we (Anita, Kin, Myn & myself) got the map was the school has 8 fields, 2 gyms & 1 hockey field! Man, why do you need that many for...??!! Then i found out that the yearly enrolment to the school in 3000 students! No wonder they need so much space for the kids to run around in. Our guide was a prefect called Daniel. He has beautiful long hair *envious* He took us round the school and we met up with the Head Boy, Jack.

The school motto.

Cant resist the temptation to cam-whore.

One of the many fields of the school.

An art piece by one of the former students of the school, found in the ESOL class.

Our group, Group 3, was assigned to attend a ESOL class, Media & TV class and a Classics class. All the 3 classes were interesting in their own ways. But i personally found the Media & TV class more interesting because of the teacher's accent! His Scottish accent was so thick that i couldnt help but to giggle everytime he said "That's right".

I wasnt sure if Lady Luck was with us yesterday, but all the 4 of us felt lucky. Myn was super excited since she can cuci her mata with "OLDER" students, Kin was just mesmerized by Jack (he's Jap. That explains everything already), Anita was busy fan-girling over the Head of Department who was ever so kind to all of us & me... i'm just happy to observe the 'running' of the school *I really did*

At the end of the day, the 10 things (or facts) i learned from this school are:

1) It is not compulsory for Yr 13 students to wear uniforms to the school. Its kinda like their priviliges as seniors.

2) Boys in the school can keep their hair long (check out Daniel's hair) as long as it's neat.

3) In Yr 13, English & Maths are the only compulsory subjects. You can take any subject you like in that year (ie Accounting, Commerce, Dance, PE, Bio, Music, Chemistry, Physics, Arts, Media etc).

4) Yr 13 kids, especially boys, are huge and intimidating when you're physically smaller compared to them.

5) Piercings for boys are fine in school as long as there isnt more than 2.

6) 19-year-old boys can be hot and cute when they want to.

7) Younger kids find visitors interesting.

8) Kin can be a pedophile when she wants to.

9) Anita like older men.

10) Myn is *desperately* good when it comes to GCA (cute guys alerts).

Arent they charming? *swoons*

We learned lots *rolls eyes* and we had a great time, thanks to Daniel & Jack! They were really charming (they always arrive early to pick us up & waits for us when we're running late) and they entertained our crazy antics all the time (we offered to send them coconut trees as a thank you gift for hosting us).

It was a fun and educating visit. All in all, we ended the school trips with a bang!

Orakei

2009-08-26T17:08:00.002+12:00

phew!

Just got back from Orakei Primary. The tutoring session is killing me but making me feel happy at the same time.

Totally missing Marino now. She's been absent for 2 weeks. Hope to see her soon. Kaleb is absent this week as well. Wonder what's up with these kids??!!

Since Marino is absent, Mrs Craig assigned me with a new kid, William. He's 11 and heck of a smart kid. Well, its either he is smart or I'm stuck in been-tutoring-an-8-year-old-for-too-long-and-begin-to-think-like-them situation. But William is a bright kid. He could explain to me what nouns, adverbs, prepositions and conjunctions are. So basically, my tutoring session with him was way easier compared to the times with Marino because he doesn't require much help. He rarely goes off-task too.

He's pretty chatty too. Talks about his classes, the games he played before going to school everyday. He even told me what he had for lunch! Its a change compared to Marino where I do most of the talking. With William, I actually feel that I dont have to try so hard to get him to do stuffs. What more can a teacher (or tutor) asked for... He's perfect!

But heck, I still want my baby back! Marino, please come back! Miss Amy is missing you!

G-Dragon!!!

2009-08-24T02:16:00.000+12:00

First blog entry!

Gonna celebrate it with a wonderful song!