It feels weird to have so much of miracles happened in such a short period of time. First, i was told a sweet act of a guy who was nearly declared bankrupt ten years ago that got help from my dearly dad came back and return the money to him. I was touched. What makes a guy to be so determined to pay back the money despite ten years of losing contact? So great. This is awesome. =)
Secondly, this happened last week when i have econs paper 4 and further maths paper 1 on the same day. Tensions overwhelmed and i was really mentally tortured. The exam was at 9 o'clock in the morning. I woke up as early as 730 in order to refresh my mind with some econs topics that i hope to come out. After showering, it was already 825am. So i decided that i should go college. When i reached the lift, i saw myself wearing a pair of slippers instead of shoes. I thought it will be cold so i went back and changed to a pair of shoes. Again, i opened the main door of my condo and realised that i did not take my sweater. Being afraid of the shivering cold in the exam hall, i looked for my room key and wanted to grab a sweater. When the door was opened, i saw my empty water bottle on my table. "I can't be living without any sip of water for the entire 6 hours of exams and 2 hours of break in between," i think. Therefore i put down the sweater and filled the bottle with water from the dispenser in the kitchen. Finally, i locked the door and went to press the lift button. OMG where the hell is my sweater? I went back to my room and looked for the sweater. No, it wasn't on my chair, so i thought probably it has dropped on the floor of the corridor or the kitchen. NO. Neither i could find it on the corridor along the way to the lift. I was panicked and i ran few rounds trying to track for my sweater. FINALLY i found it on my bed =.=" Ok. Everything was settled and i shall move. I waited for the lift to arrive and went in. The lift stopped at the 12th floor and a girl came in. So it went down again til the 7th floor. The girl pressed the button stating 15. And the lift went up. I was shocked because it suppose to go down. Then i realised i did not press 1. OMG. So i quickly pressed 12 and wanted to go out and wait for the other lift to come down. It turned out to be the same lift. The first girl was still in. She asked me whether i was rushing for exams and i said yes. She then wished me good luck and all the best. =) That was so kind of her. I thought she must be mad at me and accuse me of being stupid deep down in her heart. But she did not. I guess o.O
The other incident that warms my heart happened few days ago. I was waiting for friends near the side gate. I was standing beside a lamp post. Suddenly a man shouted at me, "Girl! Don't stand there. Got bees." I looked up and yea, i saw a group of bees on the lamp post. Was stunned and ran to the opposite. Thanked the guy and he smiled at me. He could just mumble and laugh at me for being stupid standing beside a group of bees but he shouted from a distance once he saw it. Without him telling i could probably get stung. I have more than a thank you towards him but there's nothing else i can do to show my appreciation. God, please bless him =)
Receiving positive comments and praises makes me feel unreal. I should be happy that the lecturers are so confident in me and happy to see me winning the award. The garden party at Ms Elizabeth Lee's residence was great because my parents went well with the lecturers and they were all so friendly that there was hardly any moment of silence. People from the regional rep of CIE and Sunway group congratulating and all. Came back hostel and face the books again to prepare for the next paper. Everything has gone back to my daily routine and i feel more comfortable. I mean, not that i did not enjoy chit chatting with the lecturers, but I think I would probably enjoy more if my friends were around. Don't get me wrong. I meant that i miss having classes and lunch together with them. Never thought that college of one and a half year could leave such a significant mark in my life. Glad to know them. I love. :)
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
A day with the Dad
Went immigration office to renew passport. Was told by my dad last week that he needed to renew his too so we made a deal to go the immigration office on thursday, which is today. So my dad came and pick me up at about ten. we headed to the office which is located in Shah Alam. In the car, "I've renewed my passport," said my dad. "What??!! When?" I asked. He replied, "last 2 days." "Why didn't you bring me together? now have to go and wait for second time." "Nevermind lah... That day i passed by so i go and renewed it first and get the form for you," said my dad. "Owh.. okay..."
Reached our destination and the crowd was not as terrible. I filled up the form and was queueing to take number. There was an uncle with her wife and either of his or her mom, bringing along with them 2 babies and a 15 year-old daughter. It's their first time doing passport i guess, so they were discussing what to photocopy and which blank to fill up. My dad saw and participated in their conversation without being invited. He told them that the 15 year-0ld daughter's birth cert is needed even though she has an ic because she's still under 18. and some stuff.. i dont really remember because i was in the queue.
After paying, we needed to wait for 2 hours to get the passport. So we went for mcD. Yea my dad likes fast food. haha. My dad went to find a seat upstairs and i did the order. He chose the seats beside the window. Just by looking down, there were 2 OKU parking lots. And there came 2 cars parking in, one came after another. The drivers werent OKU at all. They are rich people. One drove BMW and another Honda. We saw it and my dad was so angry at them. "They will need to pay for it. Someday," said my dad. After a while, a van carrying OKU's arrived and found no parking. Then it went round and round. Finally the driver found a parking lot which was quite far away. The OKU's needed to "walk" quite a distance across the road to come in the building. My dad was so pissed with that 2 rich fellars who are senseless. My dad told me not to park OKU parking lot no matter how, even if I really can't find any parking. This is rude.
Then, my dad wanted to go to the aquaria which in the lake park beside PKNS. I mentioned about the lake park before in this blog. That was the park where i fell into mud and got myself muddy. My dad wrapped the car seat so that i wont dirty the sofa. There're some tiny little pieces of memory about that incident and we both laughed. So i accompanied my dad, strolled across the park to the aquaria. That park was amazing. It's a green heart among the concrete jungle. My dad and I talked about random stuff, commented about how nice to picnic there, watched fishes and tortoises in the lake, went through the wooden bridge. And saw flamingos on the plateau. It was rather sunny and I didnt apply sunblock or any lotion and moisturiser because i didnt expect we'll walk under the sun. Anyway the satisfaction of walking in the green and chatting with my dad outweighed the scream of my skin for being exposed directly under the sun. I love that moment where there's nothing in my brain and just enjoy the beautiful scenery with my beloved dad. I love him. >.<
My dad wanted to buy some shrimps for his fishes but they're out of stock. So we didnt manage to bring anything home. We walked pass the park again back to PKNS. When we're about to cross the road, my dad treated me like a small child and asked me to follow him if he walk. *how sweet ^^* Then we need to wait for few minutes again to collect the passport. We sat on the chairs prepared for us. I told him what my econs lecturer told us that if we want to travel, change the amount of money you need when you feel the exchange rate is the lowest. Guess what my dad said. He replied, "We're not dealing with millions when we travel what. Those who trade overseas only need to do so. There's no point counting each and every cents." I got a bit stunned because all the while i thought what my lecturer told me was very true. A sentence from my dad woke me up. Yeah when we check for the exchange rate everyday and to find the lowest and change the currency at that point of time, we're actually wasting more time and energy. It's of different case if we're doing trade because fractions of difference in the exchange rate may cost millions. I'm not saying what my lecturer told was wrong, but if there's no convenience for us to check everyday, just ignore the small fluctuation instead of checking it every moment. Unless we get to access it everyday, it's worth paying some attention and save some money. We should choose the easiest and convenient way of doing things.
He's my God. I have no complaints about my dearly dad despite he is hot tempered. He told me to find someone that is responsible to be my boyfriend. That's the most important as it guarantees my life. Even if i fall sick or in whatever difficulties, he will sure to be by my side. The strength with him by my side is enough to counter any hardship, explained my dad. Yea, and before he dropped me off at my condo, we talked about my study plan. The last word he told me was, "Do not study until you old." He said that in a beggy mode. Haha. As if i'm going to pick up a degree that takes me ten years. >.<
I'm glad that he made me a public conscious person. He made me not a big spender but not too thrifty either, he gave me part of his creativity genes. He loves my mom even they quarrel almost once a week. He made my life colourful from the day i was born. Thank you, guanyinma, allah, jesus, and whatever god that creates the world. Thanks for lending me the best human ever!
Reached our destination and the crowd was not as terrible. I filled up the form and was queueing to take number. There was an uncle with her wife and either of his or her mom, bringing along with them 2 babies and a 15 year-old daughter. It's their first time doing passport i guess, so they were discussing what to photocopy and which blank to fill up. My dad saw and participated in their conversation without being invited. He told them that the 15 year-0ld daughter's birth cert is needed even though she has an ic because she's still under 18. and some stuff.. i dont really remember because i was in the queue.
After paying, we needed to wait for 2 hours to get the passport. So we went for mcD. Yea my dad likes fast food. haha. My dad went to find a seat upstairs and i did the order. He chose the seats beside the window. Just by looking down, there were 2 OKU parking lots. And there came 2 cars parking in, one came after another. The drivers werent OKU at all. They are rich people. One drove BMW and another Honda. We saw it and my dad was so angry at them. "They will need to pay for it. Someday," said my dad. After a while, a van carrying OKU's arrived and found no parking. Then it went round and round. Finally the driver found a parking lot which was quite far away. The OKU's needed to "walk" quite a distance across the road to come in the building. My dad was so pissed with that 2 rich fellars who are senseless. My dad told me not to park OKU parking lot no matter how, even if I really can't find any parking. This is rude.
Then, my dad wanted to go to the aquaria which in the lake park beside PKNS. I mentioned about the lake park before in this blog. That was the park where i fell into mud and got myself muddy. My dad wrapped the car seat so that i wont dirty the sofa. There're some tiny little pieces of memory about that incident and we both laughed. So i accompanied my dad, strolled across the park to the aquaria. That park was amazing. It's a green heart among the concrete jungle. My dad and I talked about random stuff, commented about how nice to picnic there, watched fishes and tortoises in the lake, went through the wooden bridge. And saw flamingos on the plateau. It was rather sunny and I didnt apply sunblock or any lotion and moisturiser because i didnt expect we'll walk under the sun. Anyway the satisfaction of walking in the green and chatting with my dad outweighed the scream of my skin for being exposed directly under the sun. I love that moment where there's nothing in my brain and just enjoy the beautiful scenery with my beloved dad. I love him. >.<
My dad wanted to buy some shrimps for his fishes but they're out of stock. So we didnt manage to bring anything home. We walked pass the park again back to PKNS. When we're about to cross the road, my dad treated me like a small child and asked me to follow him if he walk. *how sweet ^^* Then we need to wait for few minutes again to collect the passport. We sat on the chairs prepared for us. I told him what my econs lecturer told us that if we want to travel, change the amount of money you need when you feel the exchange rate is the lowest. Guess what my dad said. He replied, "We're not dealing with millions when we travel what. Those who trade overseas only need to do so. There's no point counting each and every cents." I got a bit stunned because all the while i thought what my lecturer told me was very true. A sentence from my dad woke me up. Yeah when we check for the exchange rate everyday and to find the lowest and change the currency at that point of time, we're actually wasting more time and energy. It's of different case if we're doing trade because fractions of difference in the exchange rate may cost millions. I'm not saying what my lecturer told was wrong, but if there's no convenience for us to check everyday, just ignore the small fluctuation instead of checking it every moment. Unless we get to access it everyday, it's worth paying some attention and save some money. We should choose the easiest and convenient way of doing things.
He's my God. I have no complaints about my dearly dad despite he is hot tempered. He told me to find someone that is responsible to be my boyfriend. That's the most important as it guarantees my life. Even if i fall sick or in whatever difficulties, he will sure to be by my side. The strength with him by my side is enough to counter any hardship, explained my dad. Yea, and before he dropped me off at my condo, we talked about my study plan. The last word he told me was, "Do not study until you old." He said that in a beggy mode. Haha. As if i'm going to pick up a degree that takes me ten years. >.<
I'm glad that he made me a public conscious person. He made me not a big spender but not too thrifty either, he gave me part of his creativity genes. He loves my mom even they quarrel almost once a week. He made my life colourful from the day i was born. Thank you, guanyinma, allah, jesus, and whatever god that creates the world. Thanks for lending me the best human ever!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Don't Wanna Lose You Now
Have you ever been afraid of losing something? I mean, SOMETHING. A tangible ones.
Half an hour ago, i was searching for my file of economics notes. As usual, it should be on the rack. I have heard of selective listening but not for seeing things. Uh. It's not there. Hmmm. So i took a second glance over the rack. NONE!! Look on my bed, nope, it's not there. Under the table? No. On the desk? No. Omg! did i just leave it in college or somewhere after the mock for econs? Or i left it at the foyer? Library? Shiiiitt. Please tell me they're here. *Heart started to pump real fast* *Eyes felt hot and wet* *Brains experienced a sudden piece of blank*
Oops it was quietly laying on the rack, in between 2 huge black ring files. Did i overlook or they just played some black magic to let me realise how important they are to me. Yes you succeeded. I am afraid of losing you than some other thing else at this moment, perhaps until A2 exam is over.
Half an hour ago, i was searching for my file of economics notes. As usual, it should be on the rack. I have heard of selective listening but not for seeing things. Uh. It's not there. Hmmm. So i took a second glance over the rack. NONE!! Look on my bed, nope, it's not there. Under the table? No. On the desk? No. Omg! did i just leave it in college or somewhere after the mock for econs? Or i left it at the foyer? Library? Shiiiitt. Please tell me they're here. *Heart started to pump real fast* *Eyes felt hot and wet* *Brains experienced a sudden piece of blank*
Oops it was quietly laying on the rack, in between 2 huge black ring files. Did i overlook or they just played some black magic to let me realise how important they are to me. Yes you succeeded. I am afraid of losing you than some other thing else at this moment, perhaps until A2 exam is over.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
When the heart is caressed
It turns out to be a relief. The strong wind and heavy rain out there are telling me how lucky am I. It happened just after my return to hostel. After studying from 9.45 am until 12 am, which is more than 12 hours, i found myself trapped in some kind of emotion unbalance that i would never have finished revising before the upcoming mock on next tuesday. I began to think how much is left that i couldnt finish it even if i study really hard from the moment onwards, instead of planning what can i study. Tears actually rolling hot around my eyes but i just kept it back to myself because i thought it's silly to drop my tears just because of not having enough time to study for exams. Thanks to my dear friends, siao chien, ellen, yuanteng, andrew and cj, who joked so damn alot today. It made my day better. And not forgetting sheen jze who texted me with words of encouragement. Love them!
It's raining with extraordinary strong wind out there. Watching it with a piece of window separating me and the terrible rain outside, I feel so much better. I know, I'm blessed. =)
It's raining with extraordinary strong wind out there. Watching it with a piece of window separating me and the terrible rain outside, I feel so much better. I know, I'm blessed. =)
Monday, August 24, 2009
Realisation
Women are born to be emotional. And this is the part that makes women women. We can be thoughtful over superficial things. The emotions can go high up through the ozone layer to the universe out of the earth, and a second later it can go deep down the sea penetrating through the earth. Iiisshh.. No one likes it, including me. I can't help but to feel the way i am born to be. Been trying to tell myself that things aren't that bad after all and i know it. Seriously i understand that life is full of ups and downs and some refer it as the valleys and the peaks of life. There's no measurement of how high the peak and how low is to be considered a valley. It's totally up to our perceptions. Who am i to call my current life a valley when i have a complete family and a nice circle of friends. These things that are out of my control seem go so well for me. At least i am currently breathing healthily. I am given education unlike those children far in Africa or somewhere else. I am fed until i feel full. Things like piling homework, no-ended revision, fear for late application to renew tenancy should not have the power to take control over my emotion. But, I am a woman, or rather, a teenage girl who have just gone through a quarter of her life and hasn't develop the ability to control her own rational thinking about what should be worried and what should not. No wonder daddy said, "Planning is always a hundred times easier than working it out." He never satisfies with our plans but the outcomes.
Talk about my dad, he is indeed a superdad. =) He is expert in every sort of skills from piping, woodwork, gardening, wiring, cooking, to designing. And most importantly, he manages the family well. He knows when to give us words of wisdom and when to give us courage. He scolds but he pampers. Tears are something you need to treasure because each drop of tear makes you a level higher to face the world with strength. I remember once he scolded one of us that crying over bad results is just very unprofessional. A professional attitude is the key to a professional career. Dad isn't a professional but he has a professional attitude. I respect him. And most importantly I LOVE HIM!
After struggling to breathe under all those pressure, thinking how a near perfect life i am having is just a bless from God. I shall not emo so much.
p/s: I'm going to search for a guy just like my dad! >.<
Talk about my dad, he is indeed a superdad. =) He is expert in every sort of skills from piping, woodwork, gardening, wiring, cooking, to designing. And most importantly, he manages the family well. He knows when to give us words of wisdom and when to give us courage. He scolds but he pampers. Tears are something you need to treasure because each drop of tear makes you a level higher to face the world with strength. I remember once he scolded one of us that crying over bad results is just very unprofessional. A professional attitude is the key to a professional career. Dad isn't a professional but he has a professional attitude. I respect him. And most importantly I LOVE HIM!
After struggling to breathe under all those pressure, thinking how a near perfect life i am having is just a bless from God. I shall not emo so much.
p/s: I'm going to search for a guy just like my dad! >.<
Sunday, August 16, 2009
MICHELLE the chinchilla
As i have promised, or maybe you do not really remember, that i will dedicate a post for you on your birthday. Yesterday was exhausted after attending 2 events the whole day so i did not get to sit down and think what to write in this post. Anyhow it's only one day after your birthday. So hope you're still in the mood!
Funny how, the first thing that came into my mind was that i pointed your dimple and mistakenly referred it as nipple. And that gave you chanceSSSS to treat it as a joke and tell almost everybody about that. Anyway i don't really mind, funny stuff makes people laugh!! and thus creates happiness. lol.
Okay back to the topic. I searched for our photos and i found that we actually took quite a lot of photos since we first know each other. It started with your birthday last year.
I think that's when we started to get closer and closer.
then, we had fun together in ALSCO.
And we retired. (remember why you pointed like that? haha.)
This is one of the photos we took recently.
and somehow i love this. we both don't look good here but i just adore it. =)
There're too many things if i were to talk all of it here. Our memories are just infinite. We're of the same level of maturity and thinking; we're of the equal strength to fight against emotions; we complement each other. yea, that's the word. Never thought that i would have known such a friend of strong bond in college because it's only one and a half year. After all those time together, be it joyful or stressful or sad moments, we shared our deep thoughts and secrets without thinking twice because we know what we should keep it among ourselves. We understand each other and are willing to open our hearts to each other. Thanks for telling me all your problems even when you know that i probably won't be able to help much. And also, terima kasih for lending your ears when all i need is just a person to talk to. And when i become the passive one, you'll be the optimistic one and vice versa. You're an angel when i'm a devil, vice versa. You know it when i am down and understand why i feel that particular way when not everyone does. These are all it takes to make our friendship stronger. This is the time when it blossoms and we're about to separate and continue with our journey of life which diverge towards different destination.
I always believe that the equation of our life journey is a curve of infinite powers. Therefore we might intersect each other again and again after the first intersection. In fact, we attended tuition under Eddie Tay during form 4 and 5 but it's just that we did not get to know each other well. See... We can't foresee our future but we can make today the best. September, October and November will be the last 3 months for us to cherish each other. ONLY THREE MONTHS LEFT WEIH. T.T But who knows, we might work in a same company? or we will meet in a yoga class? or even our children will be studying in the same school, or tuition center, again?
And after A levels, i will remember you as my soul mate, and also the one who made me cry in front of about 15 people including our friends and your family!!! malunye.... Chester will definitely be one of the dogs of my life, I swear!!! Hey, it's HUGE!!
Lastly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MICHELLE!! *lovesss*
p.s. I love your "nipples"!!! >.< "
Funny how, the first thing that came into my mind was that i pointed your dimple and mistakenly referred it as nipple. And that gave you chanceSSSS to treat it as a joke and tell almost everybody about that. Anyway i don't really mind, funny stuff makes people laugh!! and thus creates happiness. lol.
Okay back to the topic. I searched for our photos and i found that we actually took quite a lot of photos since we first know each other. It started with your birthday last year.
I think that's when we started to get closer and closer. 
then, we had fun together in ALSCO.
And we retired. (remember why you pointed like that? haha.)
This is one of the photos we took recently.
and somehow i love this. we both don't look good here but i just adore it. =)There're too many things if i were to talk all of it here. Our memories are just infinite. We're of the same level of maturity and thinking; we're of the equal strength to fight against emotions; we complement each other. yea, that's the word. Never thought that i would have known such a friend of strong bond in college because it's only one and a half year. After all those time together, be it joyful or stressful or sad moments, we shared our deep thoughts and secrets without thinking twice because we know what we should keep it among ourselves. We understand each other and are willing to open our hearts to each other. Thanks for telling me all your problems even when you know that i probably won't be able to help much. And also, terima kasih for lending your ears when all i need is just a person to talk to. And when i become the passive one, you'll be the optimistic one and vice versa. You're an angel when i'm a devil, vice versa. You know it when i am down and understand why i feel that particular way when not everyone does. These are all it takes to make our friendship stronger. This is the time when it blossoms and we're about to separate and continue with our journey of life which diverge towards different destination.
I always believe that the equation of our life journey is a curve of infinite powers. Therefore we might intersect each other again and again after the first intersection. In fact, we attended tuition under Eddie Tay during form 4 and 5 but it's just that we did not get to know each other well. See... We can't foresee our future but we can make today the best. September, October and November will be the last 3 months for us to cherish each other. ONLY THREE MONTHS LEFT WEIH. T.T But who knows, we might work in a same company? or we will meet in a yoga class? or even our children will be studying in the same school, or tuition center, again?
And after A levels, i will remember you as my soul mate, and also the one who made me cry in front of about 15 people including our friends and your family!!! malunye.... Chester will definitely be one of the dogs of my life, I swear!!! Hey, it's HUGE!!
Lastly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MICHELLE!! *lovesss*
p.s. I love your "nipples"!!! >.< "
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Photoshop photoshops my life.
The Adobe Photoshop has been hibernating for really long time since I retired as a creative designer of ALSCO. Today, a good day. Everything went just in place. =)
Enjoyed time alone with mp3, waited for the shutter bus to pyramid to meet up with sovitha for dinner despite the fact that the shutter bus came late and it was packed so i decided to walk through the short cut. We shall have meal together often, my appetite works well with the presence of you girls. =)
Reached hostel and went foyer after taking a nice shower. Today's mission wasn't to complete homework but to design some lil pictures for our lecturer's surprise birthday present. Initially i was not that eager to take the job because i wasn't confident with myself if i can produce something satisfactory. But i finally overcome the dilemma and decided to start working on it. Whatever it is, I will still need to do it because i have agreed to do it. While i was playing around the designs with my right hand on the mouse, the long lost feeling of satisfaction came back to me. I found it after so long. It was myself that let go the interest that revives me. Producing some genuine designs of myself brought me back to the excitement i used to enjoy in the past. Though it wasnt really a huge masterpiece or it may not appear to be imppressive to other people but me. I love myself being creative and that makes me feel the world is beautiful. I do feel the harmonious now. ^^
So yea, i guess i shall engage myself in some relevant co-curricular activities when i enter uni. Though i understand the reason daddy strongly disapprove us to make designing as our carreer in the future. It takes time and it exhausts a person when a project deadline is to be met. Anyway it makes me feel my usefulness so i'm not going to let it go again. I don't wanna feel dumb and useless anymore with the never ending homework. At least, to cheer myself up and to realise the world is still pretty. =)
Enjoyed time alone with mp3, waited for the shutter bus to pyramid to meet up with sovitha for dinner despite the fact that the shutter bus came late and it was packed so i decided to walk through the short cut. We shall have meal together often, my appetite works well with the presence of you girls. =)
Reached hostel and went foyer after taking a nice shower. Today's mission wasn't to complete homework but to design some lil pictures for our lecturer's surprise birthday present. Initially i was not that eager to take the job because i wasn't confident with myself if i can produce something satisfactory. But i finally overcome the dilemma and decided to start working on it. Whatever it is, I will still need to do it because i have agreed to do it. While i was playing around the designs with my right hand on the mouse, the long lost feeling of satisfaction came back to me. I found it after so long. It was myself that let go the interest that revives me. Producing some genuine designs of myself brought me back to the excitement i used to enjoy in the past. Though it wasnt really a huge masterpiece or it may not appear to be imppressive to other people but me. I love myself being creative and that makes me feel the world is beautiful. I do feel the harmonious now. ^^
So yea, i guess i shall engage myself in some relevant co-curricular activities when i enter uni. Though i understand the reason daddy strongly disapprove us to make designing as our carreer in the future. It takes time and it exhausts a person when a project deadline is to be met. Anyway it makes me feel my usefulness so i'm not going to let it go again. I don't wanna feel dumb and useless anymore with the never ending homework. At least, to cheer myself up and to realise the world is still pretty. =)
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