Walking Behind

 

She's running
And he's walking behind
He's trying
But he's last in her line
His love's dying but he keeps on trying he lives in fear with a love that's clear
(he's walking behind)
He's got love that he needs to give but she's afraid to let him in

CHORUS
To her world with no together
She can't see him in her picture
She wants love but her heart won't let her let him in
He's walking behind
He's walking behind

The phone's ringing
Is it her on the line?
Does he answer
Or is he wasting his time?
Her loves dying but she keeps on trying she lives in fear of a love that's clear
(She's walking behind)
She's got love that she needs to give but he's afraid to let her in

CHORUS
To his world with no together
He can't see her in his picture
He wants love but his heart won't let him let her in
She's walking behind
Yeah

They've got a love to give
But they're afraid to let it in
She's got a love to give
And he's got a love to give
So let em in
Yeah

In a world with no together
She can't see him in her picture
She wants love so let him in
To his world with no together
He can't see her in his picture
He wants love but his heart won't let him let her in
He's walking behind
She's walking behind

 

 

Am I running too fast?

Feelings

...are something that you cannot control, that’s what they say.

But when you are feeling nothing at all, you tried every possible means to make yourself feel something. Even if it means hurting yourself.

It’s like using a hammer to knock on your broken leg hoping to feel some pain on your already numb leg.

The slightest feeling of pain will make you jump with joy.

Because it signals to you that your leg is still alive.    

 

 

I wish my leg wasn’t broken too bad.

Magic day

Is it true that the older you get, the less birthday presents you will receive every year?

If it is, when will it reach the point when you get nothing at all?

Birthdays seem to have less meaning as you get older, at least it seems so to me. It isn’t just about presents and celebrations. It’s about feeling that a special day has been created just for you. A day when you know that you have every right to feel special.

A magical day.

But it became more and more like an ordinary day, as time passed.

“It’s no big deal, I’m just going to pretend like it’s any other day,” you told yourself.

“See, nothing special happen after all. I was right to have no expectations at the beginning, so that I’m not going to feel disappointed when it ends.”

 

And so, another birthday passed.

“What does it feel like to be 23?”

“Hah…Am I that old already??!”

 

It seems like I have reached that point when I turned 23.

For my dear friend, Dwight

“Every decisions could be our last decision in our life, knowing that any moment could be our last moment in this world.”

How true is that.

I’ve never imagined that I would have to witness the truth of this statement before my very own eyes.

He was his usual self that night. Hanging around us while we were making lemon sorbet. He used to joke about how good both of us would look together. I would just rolled my eyes quietly. How can a 6 foot tall man and a less than 5 foot tall girl look good together? He called me cutie on my first day of work and was one of my first few friends.

He always asked me to hang out with him after work, but I never did.

That night, he said he wanted to find Par, one of the Thailand girls, after work.

“I’ll knock on your door after this alright?”

Then he patted my head and said, “This girl never came out of her room”.

It was the first time he touched my head. It felt nice.

After we were done with the sorbet, he helped us carry trays from the back of the kitchen to the appetizer station, where we always worked.

Maybe he wanted to impress the Thailand girls, I thought. But without his help, it would be a difficult task for us 4 girls.

Soon, the dining room started to fill up and orders started to come in. We went back to work, us at the appetizer section, him at the dish-washing machine.

 

I never saw him after that.

 

May and I were asked to prepare the amuse-bouche, which was a small plate of one glob of cheese atop a slice of tomato (I never knew what is that), while Par and Joof were left to manage the orders at the appetizer station.

Usually, the guys would be handling the entree station because the trays there would be a lot heavier. But, at that moment, Ben and Ronnie were nowhere to be seen.

An order had been finished and it could not wait. The main chef then asked me to carry the entree to the main dining room. I went out of the kitchen with the tray, handed it to the server and headed back. It was all but 5 minutes. I was not prepared at all for the things I would see when I came back.

For some strange reasons, the sliding glass door to the kitchen was closed. I looked through the door into the kitchen, wondering which joker closed the door.

I could see some of the dish washers avoiding something, I thought it was some kind of insects or monsters. Ronnie came running out as fast as he could to the nearest exit. I’ve never seen him like that.

Then I heard it.

Bang!    Bang!      Bang!     Bang!

 

~*~

My friend was killed that night. The garbage man had hid a gun inside his jacket and opened fire inside the kitchen, killing my friend and the chief dish-washer. Another target, who was younger than me, had avoided the bullet by a few inches. The police came, people wrapped themselves in towels to keep from the cold, and the whole scenario looked like something from a movie.

I only manage to cry when Chea Chea, my roommate who came with me from Malaysia, ran into the dining room looking for me. She was working as a banquet server downstairs.

It was a Saturday night. And it was our second last week in Hot Springs, before we officially end our work contract. The sound from the police helicopter hovering above us accompanied us to sleep that night.

~*~

I could never really say what that incident taught me. I’ve learned though, that when a Jamaican dies, on the days leading to his funeral, his Jamaican friends would pump up the music, dance and party every night until he had been laid to rest. It was their way of leading him onto the correct path to heaven, I guess.

And the funeral would be an event filled with music and singing.

My friend never kept his promise that night. He didn’t get to visit Par after work. His “after this” never came.

He never had a clue that that night would be his very last night here.

 

I was browsing some of the topics on LYN when a post caught my eyes. It was the same post where I got the quotations at the beginning of this article from. The forumer ended his post with this:

“ Think for a moment, if you are playing a Mario game and you have only one life left, what would you do? And imagine if you have 99 lives, what would you do then?”

counting down the days

everything must come to an end, and the end is just another beginning.

to signify that you have moved on, you cut ties with the past.

you convinced yourself that you are ready to face the end and you are not going to look back.

you are different from who you used to be.

a new wardrobe.

a new haircut.

new shoes.

a new attitude.

a new you, to face a new beginning.

Google Earth

Yesterday night, in front of my laptop, i suddenly had no idea what to do. i refreshed my hotmail a dozen times, but it wasn’t there. i had been waiting for over 48 hours.

i stared at the icons on my desktop, but nothing caught my interest. i clicked the start button and then point to all programs. then my mouse stopped at google earth.

i haven’t really explored it since i installed it. but yesterday night, i finally found a reason to.

i clicked around, moved the earth up and down, left and right. i went to the cities of busan, seoul, daegu, north korea, nagoya, kyoto, hokkaido. i visited temples, mountains, shrines, train stations, volcanoes, colourful flower fields, ports and imperial palace. i saw amazing views, clouds so close you can actually touch them, penguins under water, a snow-covered post office, and the misty sight of a volcano in the distance.

i finally know what Lee, my south korean friend’s hometown, busan, look like.

suddenly the world doesn’t look tat bleak and boring anymore.

in contrast, the world looked so beautiful and so mysterious to me yesterday nite.

i wonder if i will ever be able to see all those pretty sights with my own eyes.

i think i found a new reason to live.     

 

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i wonder where do people and animals go when they die…

i hope it’s somewhere beautiful.

logic

i don’t want to be so logical

that for anything to be believable

they have to be explainable

 

because some things could only

be understood

by the heart

kotoba

It was raining this afternoon. It felt really good. Normally, Saturday afternoons are hot and humid. The sun would shine really bright.

But today was different. It rained. And that made today a little bit more special than other Saturday afternoons.

I spent my rainy Saturday afternoon reading Haruki Murakami’s Firefly. It was one of the stories in his compilation of short stories called “Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman” that I bought over a year ago in Popular’s Book Fair.

Honestly, I don’t really understand most of the stories. I couldn’t get what he is trying to say. Every time I got to the end, I would be in a state of confusion. I would think to myself that there must be something more, that I have to look between the lines. But I don’t know where to look.

Then I started to think that maybe the end doesn’t matter, all that matters is the journey to the end.

Firefly is a story about a boy and a girl who doesn’t have much to say to each other. During their dates, they would walk together in silence and eat their meals without saying a word. It’s not because they like it that way, they just couldn’t find anything to talk about when they are together. Maybe they lack chemistry. They do want to say something, but the right words just elude them.

Like what I’m experiencing now.

I started out wanting to write about possibilities. But here I am writing 1000 words bout totally unrelated things. I knew what I wanted to say, but my mind just went blank when I stared at this blank space. I have the words in my mind, but I just can’t seem to type it out. It is frustrating. 

I wish you can just get into my head to see the words for yourself.

That’s why I envy those that can seem to express what he is feeling so easily. So easily that I can almost feel what he is feeling too. Like he is talking about me, to me.

They are just words, but they are able to touch my heart, when nothing can.

Scars on me

About a week ago, I fell down while I was walking my dog, Tommy. It was  my fault, really, because I was a bit distracted that time. After some tail-yanking, growling and pain, I got up and continued the walk with bloody knees. Then I got home and put on some Hansaplast on top of the bruises. 

They are still on my knees now, those plasters, only that they have morphed into no-brand ones, not so miraculously. I still felt pain now and then, especially when I woke up in the morning*ahem* afternoon. I try hard not to let water get into them when I bath.

The wounds have changed into ugly “shell –like” things. I was convinced that there will be scars on my knees from now on. Big,ugly, brownish ones.

But then, the scars started to come off when I poked at them. Big, ugly, brownish scars came off, revealing perfectly fine, untainted skin underneath.

                                                                ~*~

Does it sound familiar to you? It is a bit like life, isn’t it…you fell down hard, complete with bruises, pain and scars. You thought that you will never recover, that you will be scarred for life.

But then, after some time, nature took off the scars you had, revealing beautiful skin underneath, even more beautiful than the one you had previously, only if you care to “poke” at them. If you never make an effort, you will never find out that those scars are actually shells that are there to protect your wounds, so that they will be able to recover in due time.

You have become a more beautiful person because of all the scars you once had.

That’s what I thought when I look at my scars just now.

 

p/s If you didn’t notice, I’ve changed the look of my blog!

       Do you like it?

Renovation in progress

 

Watch this space ;)

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The funny thing about us

“(Human beings’ funniest characteristic is) our contradictoriness. We are in such a hurry to grow up, and then we long for our lost childhood. We make ourselves ill earning money, and then spend all our money on getting well again. We think so much about the future that we neglect the present, and thus experience neither the present nor the future. We live as if we are never going to die, and die as if we never lived.”

An excerpt from Paulo Coelho’s Like the Flowing River.

Just wanna share this with everyone because it’s worth thinking about.

Tomodachis

They say that friends are your greatest treasures. I am so glad I have you.

I love you, my friends :)

Soul Mates

Do soulmates exist?

Are there really someone in this world that are meant to be just for you?

What about the theory that soulmates are a part of yourself that have been separated from you before you were born, and whom you spend your entire life searching for? What about it that makes you want to believe in it?

How about the Japanese tale which suggests that you are connected to your soulmate by an invisible red thread around your pinky finger?

How do you recognize him when you meet him?

What if you never bump into her for the rest of your lives?

What happens then?

Do soulmates exist?

Do you believe in them?

When the mood comes, the photos come

I am bored…i am bored..i am bored…i am so bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Somebody please suggest something for me to do…aside from cleaning, washing, watching dramas or animes or movies, playing the sims, trying to beat the boss from FFX, staring into space, staring into my laptop or reading books…

I’ve tried those (albeit a little unwillingly for the cleaning and washing part)..but i’m still bored..

Here are some random pics from my Japan trip:

futons are incredibly comfortable after a long day walking

this is for u, sano V

beautiful sakura…

see, i told you i saw cats hugging..

like owner, like dogs

green tea ice cream, yum yum!

Credit: These photos are courtesy of my sis :)

[End]

You are my punch bag

During my time in the US, I kept a diary so that I could write down all the things that I experienced there. My roommate Jia Jia had a diary too, and she wrote in it everyday without fail. But it was hard for me to follow her. I found it taxing to write down every little thing that happened during the day.

Funny, but my mood to write only came when I was lonely or sad or afraid or angry or (put down every negative emotions that humans ever had). In the end, my diary was choke full of negative feelings and experiences, with only a few positive ones. Maybe it was like a punch bag for me, an outlet of some sorts, my unfortunate little diary.

But it really helped me though. My bad feelings “go away” after I wrote them down.

Maybe that is why I don’t like to write down good feelings and positive memories. I was afraid that they will “go away” too.

My diary should have been the one named “a puppy’s woes”, not my blog :).

When I read back what I had wrote back then, I am glad that I had overcame those feelings now. I definitely grew stronger in the process. And I am glad that I have that process all written down in my unfortunate little punch bag.

Please help this little black puppy

I am not sure if any of you have heard about the Pulau Ketam case. To cut the story short, the villagers of Pulau Ketam dumped 300 stray dogs into an uninhabitable small island filled with snakes and quicksand without any food or drinks. Many dogs have died. The surviving dogs have no choice but to resort to eating other dogs’ dead bodies. If nobody help them, they too will die. This is my first time appealing for help. Please help if you are able to. If you are not able to help directly, please pray for them too. Hope their suffering will end soon.

This is a video of the rescuers trying to rescue a dog (who is later to be named Mercy) who came out to eat the food they left there. But they failed to capture it until the next day.

It really breaks my heart to see how thin the dog is. I didn’t really feel the gravity of the situation until I saw this video. Now i see their suffering and i couldn’t stop crying..

About the music…

Quoted from http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue/updates.html

“Music Notes: Miserere Mei by Allegri                                          (used here under license and with permission)
This is the very piece that young Mozart heard sung in the Cistene Chapel on his first visit to Italy and, because church music was never made available to the outside world by the Roman Catholic Church, Mozart memorized the entire composition. He only heard it once, and amazed everyone by writing it down, note for note, from his memory after the service. Miserere Mei, Deus is also translated as "Wretched me, Lord" and "Have Mercy On Me, Oh God"”

A Game of Tag

Tagged by yiyi again…haha. This is different from the previous one (reader: did u even finish the previous 100 questions?) Me:errr….

1. Besides your lips, where is the favourite spot to get kissed?          Wah…first question supposed to be warm-up first but this is…so not warm-up. Forehead?

2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?                            Dizzy…no idea what was happening when Dad woke me up from my exciting dream to say it’s time for lunch

3. Who was the last person/people you took a photo with?               Jason, inside the korean bbq restaurant

4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?                                                     Definitely not…haha

5. Will you ever donate blood?                                                                               If i ever reach the minimum weight required, i might consider it…

6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?      Most of my best friends are of the opposite sex…guys are easier to deal with, i suppose..

7. Do you want someone to be dead?                                                                Yes, those really evil characters from TVB dramas who always frame the innocent ones..made my blood boil just watching them

8. What does your last text message says?                                                 Let me check…it was a “ 啊？”from orang utan..haha..

9. What are you thinking right now?                                                                   I think my dog has ear infection..worried…dunno can send him to the vet or not…

10. Do you want someone to be with you right now?                              Erm…couldn’t think of anyone..i supposed not..i’m happy by myself

11. What was the time you went to bed last night?                             What’s up with the constant preoccupation with this kind of questions in tags like this….around 5 to 6 am i think

12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?                              Oh..this one? Hmm…some shopping mall in KL..couldn’t remember exactly

13. Is someone on your mind right now?                                                    Yes…the vet…can you come to my home right now?

14. Who was the last person(s) who text you?                                      Orang utan…who asked me a very strange question..haha

I guess i need to choose 10 persons here…hmm..this is weird…and awkward..here goes

{Amanda, Kee Li, Jason, Snow T, yiyi, JunJun, Hongaun, Jovinho,  Lee, Eddie my oppa} This does not mean i tagged u or anything, it’s just for the sake of answering…

15. Who is no.3 having a relationship with?                                                       I wish i know…haha

16. Is no.2 a male or a female?                                                                      Kee Li, are u male or female ah? haha..of coz female le..

17. If no.4 and no.1 get together, would it be good?                             Could not even imagine that…one is my sister..the other one is like my sister…sisterly love?

18.What is no.10 studying about?                                                             Oppa? Becoming a chef..hehe

19. When was the last time you chatted with them?                                Lazy to list down one by one…

20. Is no.4 single?                                                                                                 Nope..

21. Say something about no.2?                                                                          My best friend in college, loves makeup, bikini, chattin in MSN and listening to music while working….lol…

22. What do you think about no.7 & no.8 being together?                      who is no.7 and no.8…opps…omg…LOL!!

23. Describe no.9                                                                                                  He is my “brother-in-law”…he wants me to go to Korea next year to marry his brother who is in the army..my first close Korean friend…aiming to be the world’s best chef…:)

24. What will you do if no.5 n no.7 fight?                                                         Sit back and watch?…haha…they don’t even know each other!

25.  Do you like no.1?                                                                                            Do I like my own sister? Wat do you think?

[End]

Kiss the Rain

I fell in love with this song the first time i heard it

On Learning

Life sucks when you don’t have any purpose…hanging around everyday, wondering what are u going to do today, ending up doing the same thing as yesterday.

I thrive when u give me a purpose because then i know that i am not wasting my life away, one day at a time. That’s why i have taken up learning all by my own initiative. Learning Japanese, that is.

Back in school, I didn’t have much problems with grades simply because i love learning. Even though u won’t find me reading textbooks when there’s no exams (unlike my younger sis), i wouldn’t be too unhappy either when i need to study for exams. In fact, it gave me a certain kind of joy because it was like discovering something new about a subject, a language or the world.

Yes, sometimes i hated it, it was tiring, need to memorize so many things in so little time blablablaaa….but tat feeling of achievement that i got at the end of the day…satisfied me.

And I became a happy person. 

Memories & Hope

 

As long as we have memories, yesterday remains

As long as we have hope, tomorrow awaits

Such beautiful words…

100 Questions and Answers – Part 3

I kind of regretted posting my tag here…because updating my blog with all those parts is not as fun as I thought..it became quite a chore…blame my lazy side..

The next part…

40. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?
Any store with cheap clothes, Walmart or MPH Bookstore! I will buy lots and lots of books that I never read.

41. What time is bed time?
Recently? 4 to 5 am.

42. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?
Nope..i don't think i will qualify

43. How many tattoos do you have?
None. I like clean skin.

44. If you don't have any, would you think of getting one?
I don't think so.

45. What did you do for your last birthday?
Went out with roomates to celebrate in Pizza Hut. Before that, had a really funny stage rehearsal for my Performing Arts play....with wigs and stuff..wink wink Kenny.

46. Do you carry a donor card?
No...but i think people who do are cool.

47. Who was the last person you ate dinner with?
My family la..who else

48. Is the glass half-empty or half-full?
Half-full!

49. What's the farthest away place that you have been?
USA. It didn't feel tattt far..

50. When's the last time you ate a home-grown tomatoes?
I don't eat tomato on its own. My family don't grow tomatoes either.

51. Have you ever won a trophy?
Nope :( I sucked at sports.

52. Are you a good cook?
Sometimes...i cooked for myself when I was in the US..although only simple meals

53. Do you know how to pump your own gas?
Never tried before..don't get to use the car that much :(

54. If you could meet any one person (from history or currently alive), who would it be?
My soulmate...haha

55. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school?
Definitely. But I wished it looked nicer..

56. Do you touch-type?
You mean on the keyboard? Yes...getting better..

57. What's under your bed?
Dust, dust and more dust

58. Do you believe in love at first sight?
I think it can happen, but not to me.

59. Think fast, what do you like right now?
Erm....dramas?

100 Questions and Answers – Part 2

As promised, here are the remaining questions…actually, i answered all of them in facebook ad…but since i promised, well…(reader: nobody is reading ur stupid questions so dont bother) well, reader..i’m a person who keeps her promises! i don’t care wat u say!

Here goes…

21. Do you like to dance?
Yeah...i used to dance during my high school..it was fun

22. Would you ever consider living abroad?
I am seriously considering this actually...

23. Does your name make any interesting anagrams?
Yes, it does! But it's in cantonese...figure it urself haha..but i will give u a hint -> use my full name

24. Who made the last incoming call on your phone?
Wait, let me check. It's my dad calling to remind me to take back the clothes hanging outside coz it’s raining…

25. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
Some brochure from some colleges that i plan to go to.

26. Last time you swam in a pool?
Mark brought me and chea chea (Jia Jia) to the homestead's indoor pool at nite...and we swam away secretly..until a guard discovered us and kicked us out!

27. Type of music you like most?
Music that invokes some kind of feelings in me

28. Type of music you dislike most?
Annoying ones

29. Are you listening to music right now?
Nope

30. What colour is your bedroom carpet?
My bedroom doesn't have carpetss

31. If you could change something about your home, without worrying about expense or mess, what would you do?
I will turn my bedroom into one of those bilik contoh from magazines, add a room filled with only books, couch and piano and add a swimming pool in the garden!

32. What was the last thing you bought?
Central Pahang bus ticket from KL to Bentong =.=" Damn expensive too

33. Have you ever ridden on a motorbike?
Yes...but it was a long long time ago. i’m always having difficulties breathing when i’m in the back seat of someone driving fast…i can’t stand the wind slamming into my face

34. Would you go bungee-jumping or sky-diving?
I don't know...i don't even dare to ride genting's skyshot (is tat wat it is called?)

35. Do you have a garden?
Yes, in my house. But it's full of dog shit..haha

36. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Of coz! Being singing it for over 13 years of my school life. Oh wait...i tried just now but i got stuck in the middle...aiks

37. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning?
"Oh, it's afternoon already? Time for lunch!"

38. If you could eat lunch with one famous person, who would it be?
Matsumoto Jun or Hideaki Takizawa. I wouldn't even touch my lunch coz I will be too busy staring at them..haha

39. Who sent the last text message you received?
Hotlink Gift

 

Note: If u see some differences between the answers here and the one in my facebook, it’s because i have updated them since i only posted it here now ^.^

Enjoy reading…..

100 Questions and Answers

I saw this in yiyi’s facebook and thought that I’d try it for fun :-)

It’s gonna fill up the whole page.

1.Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.

(I said a silent prayer that Marley)… had inherited his mother’s disposition. – from Marley & Me. I’m only at page 7.

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can, what can you touch?

NEC’s chinese booklet that i dun understand =.=”

3.Before you started this survey, what were you doing?

erm…reading yiyi’s notes in facebook….haha

4. What is the last thing you watched on TV?

TV is not really my thing now, even though i got astro…but the day b4 yesterday i watched “100 Greatest Songs from the 90s”. Nice…i missed 90s songs…

5. Without looking, guess what time is it

Easy…my bro just got back from work, so it must be 5.15pm now?

6. Now look at the clock.  What is the actual time?

5.17pm…wooohoo..i’m good!

7. With the exception of computer, what can you hear?

The fan lo…which is a must these days!

8. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?

Yesterday…i went back to Kajang to collect my offer letter and met up with friends and went to Mid Valley!

9. Did you dream last night?

I must have…but i don’t remember. Woke up at 2pm with a lot of sweat on my back..

10. Do you remember your dreams?

Sometimes…i tried really hard to if i know it’s a good dream.

11. When did you last laugh?

Yesterday…had a great time..

12. Do you remember why/at what?

Well, it was reli fun meeting up with Jason, ah Bu, Kenny..whom I haven’t seen in a long time...laughed at every other sentence..

13. What is on the walls of the room you are in?

Let’s c…a few chinese proverbs scrolls, Jolin’s poster, Australia’s flag, a chinese bamboo drawing and a jigsaw puzzle of 2 kids kissing..hehe

14. Seen anything weird lately?

Yesterday i talk to a man who was sitting next to me in the bus. He worked in Bentong Prison and told me some weird things…like sexual harassments between male prisoners..

15. What do you think of this quiz?

It was fun…make me think of things i otherwise would not think of..

16. What is the last film you saw?

Film, not drama?…well, i couldn’t rmb if it’s Taiwan’s The Most Distant Course or Japan’s Romeo + Juliet..

17. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?

Japan, no doubt! i’m planning on it…now..1st thing i need to do is kidnap a Japanese man and force him to marry me..wahahaha

18. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?

lots of things…but first i will sign up for Japan studies program in a Japan university…

19. Tell me something about you that most people don’t know.

Ok…i don’t eat fruits..but i guess most ppl know that. Erm, i don’t update my blog that much? (reader: everybody know tat laa)..okok…when i’m in the US, i only took showers once in 3 days and changed my clothes once a week…i bet nobody knew tat! (reader: disgusting!!!)

20. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?

I will make the world a better place to live for animals. There will be NO stray dogs or cats in the streets anywhere in the world and every dog and cat will have a loving home, be respected and treated with the love that they truly deserve. Everybody will love animals.

[Due to the extremely loonggg nature of this blog post, it will be divided into installments of 20 questions each (one installment/part per day). This way, i could have 5 days of fun!]

End of blog post.

Sunset in the sky

..represents a sun’s goodbye

Life Lessons No#4132

I have been trying hard for the last few hours to update my Nokia 6120 classic with a software called Nokia Software Updater. Why? Because I got nothing better to do.

I followed all the instructions carefully. Nothing left out.

They asked me to back up my phone contents first, so I did.

Download update files – finished. Then the update process started. The progress bar was moving and below that it says “estimated time left – 15 minutes”. So, I sit back in my chair happily and continue watching Nodame Cantabile Special Episode.  

2 hours passed. Estimated time left – 15 minutes.

3 hours of Nodame Cantabile later (i had to wait for the thing to load!), Estimated time left – 15 minutes.

Was tempted to pull off the USB cable and start all over again but a sentence caught my eye.

DO NOT DISCONNECT YOUR PHONE DURING UPDATE PROCESS. DOING SO WILL CAUSE SEVERE DAMAGE TO YOUR PHONE AND IT MAY NOT WORK FOREVER AGAIN. YOU MAY NEED TO BEG YOUR DAD FOR A NEW PHONE.

Below that is another sentence:

DO NOT USE YOUR PHONE DURING THE UPDATING PROCESS (EVEN DURING EMERGENCIES). DOING SO WILL HAVE THE SAME EFFECT AS ABOVE.

Well, any English-literate person who love their phone enough will follow the instructions on the screen. So I waited obediently for a few hours more. And in the process, ignored someone’s sms and terminated a phone call from a friend I haven’t heard from in a vr long time. Sorry Ah Bu~

It’s almost 12am now. And I am still waiting. Even though my phone is seemingly working like normal, the fear that plugging the cables will reduce it to a useless phone is too big.

Searching the internet for any possible solutions, I found these. Stories upon horror stories of how interrupting the update process have ruined other people’s Nokia phones and their lives.

No good.

So I plan on waiting till my bedtime.

Half a day of unnecessary kan-cheongness and waiting, gone just like tat. Life is too short for this.

Moral of my story? DO NOT UPDATE your phone software if your phone is from Nokia. Save yourself some peace of mind. There are better things to do.

What’s next?

I know it’s a bit late to say this now, but..I am back!

I reached Malaysia last Sunday (April 19) at about 8 am from Singapore airport.

 Picture taken at Singapore Airport before we departed ;-(

But I only went out of the airport 2 hours later because I was helping my friend to report her damaged baggage. It took tat long because the girl working behind the counter was taking her own sweet time and was struggling with her English. That was when i realized i'm really back in Malaysia.

Everything was the same at home. Except for the addition of Astro, nothing much has changed. Which is a good thing actually.

And then I went back to my normal routine as well. Sleep. Wake up. Watch drama. Lunch. Drama. Dinner. Drama again. Sleep.

I feel bored. Life is without direction now. What do I do next?

I know what my dreams are but…..how do I reach them?

One bad thing about fulfilling your dreams is having nothing to look forward to next. But I am only 22. All I gotta do is believe that life will get better than it already has.

Which is not easy at all.

Signs of growing up

I bought a new handbag today. My first ever handbag. I have never owned a handbag as far as I can remember. Handbags have always been too girly or womanly for me. I prefer backpacks, sling bags or just about any other bags except handbags.

Is this a sign that I have finally grown up? But I only wanted a handbag because I dun wan to be lugging a heavy backpack all around NY. And now when it is sitting on my hostel room bed, it kind of look pretty. I may kind of like it after all..ok, i admit..i love it ^.^

Sayounara daisuki na hito

I miss Hot Springs.

I miss all the people that are still there now whom I never got the chance to say goodbye to.

I miss Eddie, Ki, Lee, Bianca, and May, Par and Joof (although they are in South Carolina now).

I miss you.

I wish they were here in New York with me now. Sigh...

Now I am just another face among the hundred thousands of Asians in Flushing, New York.

I will remember you

This picture deserves another post in itself..lol. It's my favourite!

The End is Just Another Beginning

3 months have come and gone just like that. The time had finally came for me to leave. I'm going to New York tomorrow! Wooohooo!


To say that I'm totally happy to be leaving here is a lie. It's sad to leave. But I can't say that I want to stay here forever either. It's not fun at all to be the last one to go when everyone else has already left.
















The best doesn't come until the end it seems. My last week here has been nothing short of amazing! I went on a picture-taking spree, take part in a crazy (and hell embarassing) all Asian party and played pool for the first time!















And I found my twin soul...all in one week. Do you know how liberating it feels to let go of all your inhibitions and self-consciousness and just have fun, go with the flow? Very!














Unfortunately, most of the time, I just went back to my old, timid self...sigh. But I am trying.

Well, good luck to me. I'll post more when I get to New York (hopefully). If not, I'll see you when I get back to Malaysia. That's on April 19, 8.05 AM, KLIA Airport, International Arrivals. Don't forget that date! See you then!

Sightseeing with the President

Once upon a time, not so long ago, we took an Amtrak train from Clifton Forge, VA to Washington DC which is 100x times more comfortable than airplanesUpon arrival, I was immediately greeted by the President himselfHe took us to the Dupont Circle Stationwhich has the steepest and most frightening escalators I have ever seen!to ride DC's world-class underground subway called the Metro (which is 100 x times better than New York's rat-infested, saliva-laden equivalent)First, we went to the National Mall, where i discovered that all those months of tray-lifting had done wonderful things to my arms! we walked beside a beautiful lake, where we could see the Jefferson Memorial from a distance

then we went to the Washington Monument, but gasp! the sky was getting dark and scary.... so, we took shelter by going to the top of the monument, where we enjoyed the view of the Washington skyline from above...
the White House was visible from here, and the President suddenly remembered that he forgot to feed his dog before he left the house!so, off we went to the White House....we went down the elevator of the monument and walked...and walked...and walked...and walked....gosh, how far is it? It could not have been that far...it didn't look taattt far when we were at the top of Washington Monument!

oh wait...there it is. I almost couldn't recognized it because the President wanted to go in from the back... but there's some sort of demonstration from people with black sacks over their faces..the President can make such bad decisions sometimesand that's not all, the President forgot his keys!! I thought we were going to be locked out but luckily, his hungry dog came and fetched him the keys..so, tat night before I go to sleep, I gave him a big kiss on his doggie face :)The next day, we went to the National Museum of Natural History on the National Mall, well where else, in the Nation's Capital of coz...we saw a huge elephant at the entrance, and some dinosaurs... and a few ancient people drawing a fat-looking horse on the wall of the museum..Next, we went to the National Air and Space Museum and boy...was it crowded...but nobody recognized the President in his disguise of coz..
we looked at various types of aeroplanes hanging from the ceiling.. and witnessed astronauts doing their thing...
We stopped by the National Gallery of Art, where we walked through a really cool-looking ceiling..and the National Portrait Gallery, because the President wanted to check out a new portrait of him there..
Finally, when night time falls, we walked to the Lincoln Memorial and paid homage to the statue of the 16th President of the US...the Memorial was one of the grandest places I have ever been too...it's so amazing...and magical..


fuwah wah wahhh yawnnn......after a long day of sightseeing, it's time to call it a day! We went back to the White House and had a good night sleep..

The best is yet to come, they say....

Mana tau, the next day, the President had his hands full chasing wild squirrels away in his garden so he asked us to walk back to the train station ourselves...

What to do...so we walked lo..

And it was not so bad, because there's a lot to see in DC just by walking..

We walked by some statues (there's lotss of these here)

and some castle...nothing unusual..haha..and at last we reached Union Station, where we took a train back to good ol' Hot Springs
but not before taking a group picture of us 4 young travellers!That's all. Hope you enjoy the story of our amazing Washington trip! hehe :-)

Note: The story above is purely fictional. No harm is done to the President in the making of this blog post. Any similarities to real persons, trips or experiences are unintentional. But one thing is for sure, the pictures are real! :-)