My House!!!
First living room
Second living room
OUR DINNER
Roast PIG!
Hot and Cold Platter
Curry Assam Chicken
Roast DUCK!
Mixed Vege
AND the ultimate STEAMBOAT!
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Sucky day
Today is one of those sucky days where everyone seems to be on your case. the day started off predictable enough. Waking up at an excruciating 9am (yes, I'm a pig who sleeps till 11 at least) to do some cleaning, while I might add, the Queen of Snooze is still... snoozing. Where's that memory stick when you need it?! Oh, you bet I'll post the picture here later.
While I was slaving away upstairs, I blasted Asmaradana which led to this.
Momster : OIIIIIIIII ! Chu mik tia ma lai gua??? lu ai si ah lu.. lang guay ni.. lu guay ki ah?!?
(which roughly translates to "Oiiiiiiiiiii! Why listening to malay song? You wanna die ah? People celebrate new year, you "expire" ah?!?")
You get the idea.
This was followed by Ku Mohon and Mungkin Nanti and countless other Malay songs (which is really very little). Eventually, the playlist got back to Asmaradana again, which annoyed the friggin' hell out of her.
In the attempt of trying to go back to sleep at 11, I was 1) woken up by the stupid renovations next door and 2) Annie who insisted I went out with them.
Tossed and turned for an hour, gave up, got up and went in search for something to eat. By the time I got home, it was already 1.40p.m. As Annie still hadnt managed to contact her dentist, to get her retainers fixed I decided to go up to the Poslaju centre to collect my cd from Nuha. All the way up to Hilltop for nothing!
"Posmen belum balik lagi"
That's when the trouble started. When I reached home, Annie had left to the dentist after requesting that Dad bring her there. Dad was NOT happy because he had errands to run. I ended up parking outside the clinic for an hour after getting scolded and then SENT BACK HOME AGAIN coz Mom wanted to pluck her stupid eyebrows. When I got home, guess what? She's gone!
At 4pm, I was anything but happy, thank god the CD arrived. Bless the postman for making the second round. The cd's just about the only thing that's keeping me sane today.
No way, not over. Just as I thought everything was over, Annie called and friggin' scolded me coz MOM DID NOT PICK HER UP. What in the world?!?!? After getting pissed by her and receiving several "I hate you hate you hate you hate you hateyouhateyouhateyouhateyou.... (you get the idea).... text messages, I went back to the clinic to pick her up.
No, I did not say anything. I did not open my mouth. I'm determined not to quarrel before CNY.
ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!
Well, excuse me. Just because I rarely raise my voice doesn't mean I'm not capable of getting angry. But I guess not a lot of people think that's scary enough to STOP CRAWLING OVER MY HEAD.
While I was slaving away upstairs, I blasted Asmaradana which led to this.
Momster : OIIIIIIIII ! Chu mik tia ma lai gua??? lu ai si ah lu.. lang guay ni.. lu guay ki ah?!?
(which roughly translates to "Oiiiiiiiiiii! Why listening to malay song? You wanna die ah? People celebrate new year, you "expire" ah?!?")
You get the idea.
This was followed by Ku Mohon and Mungkin Nanti and countless other Malay songs (which is really very little). Eventually, the playlist got back to Asmaradana again, which annoyed the friggin' hell out of her.
In the attempt of trying to go back to sleep at 11, I was 1) woken up by the stupid renovations next door and 2) Annie who insisted I went out with them.
Tossed and turned for an hour, gave up, got up and went in search for something to eat. By the time I got home, it was already 1.40p.m. As Annie still hadnt managed to contact her dentist, to get her retainers fixed I decided to go up to the Poslaju centre to collect my cd from Nuha. All the way up to Hilltop for nothing!
"Posmen belum balik lagi"
That's when the trouble started. When I reached home, Annie had left to the dentist after requesting that Dad bring her there. Dad was NOT happy because he had errands to run. I ended up parking outside the clinic for an hour after getting scolded and then SENT BACK HOME AGAIN coz Mom wanted to pluck her stupid eyebrows. When I got home, guess what? She's gone!
At 4pm, I was anything but happy, thank god the CD arrived. Bless the postman for making the second round. The cd's just about the only thing that's keeping me sane today.
No way, not over. Just as I thought everything was over, Annie called and friggin' scolded me coz MOM DID NOT PICK HER UP. What in the world?!?!? After getting pissed by her and receiving several "I hate you hate you hate you hate you hateyouhateyouhateyouhateyou.... (you get the idea).... text messages, I went back to the clinic to pick her up.
No, I did not say anything. I did not open my mouth. I'm determined not to quarrel before CNY.
ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!
Well, excuse me. Just because I rarely raise my voice doesn't mean I'm not capable of getting angry. But I guess not a lot of people think that's scary enough to STOP CRAWLING OVER MY HEAD.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Age Difference
Does age difference really matter in relationships? Some would say yes... maybe.. maybe not?
If William Shakespeare can marry Anne Hathaway who is 8 years older than him, why can't I have a younger man?
Here are some of the PROs/Neutralities
1) Your (younger) partner is most likely to be more mature than the people of their age.
2) You (if you're younger) get a status boost for dating someone older.
3) Age doesn't matter, as long as you share the same interests, plus you get a hell lot of extra information/experiences from your (older) partner.
And the CONs..
1) Most peopel find that they hardly share anything in common with people who are much younger/older than they are.
2) People call you a "gold-digger" if your older partner is RICH.
3) Sometimes your younger partner looks to you as a "parent figure" which in my opinion, is damn scary!!
For me? I don't really give a damn.. heh.. it's hard falling in love and find someone who loves you equally as much without having to worry about their age.
If William Shakespeare can marry Anne Hathaway who is 8 years older than him, why can't I have a younger man?
Here are some of the PROs/Neutralities
1) Your (younger) partner is most likely to be more mature than the people of their age.
2) You (if you're younger) get a status boost for dating someone older.
3) Age doesn't matter, as long as you share the same interests, plus you get a hell lot of extra information/experiences from your (older) partner.
And the CONs..
1) Most peopel find that they hardly share anything in common with people who are much younger/older than they are.
2) People call you a "gold-digger" if your older partner is RICH.
3) Sometimes your younger partner looks to you as a "parent figure" which in my opinion, is damn scary!!
For me? I don't really give a damn.. heh.. it's hard falling in love and find someone who loves you equally as much without having to worry about their age.
Friday, January 20, 2006
The Sky
We always talk about life been taken away from us and yet, at a certain point in life we have all taken life for granted.
Everytime I feel like screaming, it's time to go to the park. While walking, you inevitably look up at the sky. It's blue. Lots of clouds. And it seems to go on and on. You try to take it all in, but you can never stretch far enough. Then you wonder how big this world is, and how many people are living on it. When I think about this, I no longer feel like pulling my brains out. The sky is kinda like a guide, to show us how much we actually have, and how much more we can gain. The possibilities are endless. Sometimes you can reach only so far, but if you'd taken the time to do so, then it is more than what most people would've done. Even when you think you can't reach any further, perhaps you fall back. Maybe you put on extra strength. While you may see other clouds breeze by, in the end it all comes together. Raindrops, for a while, a day, a week. But the rain stops, the sun peeps out. And the sky - the sky is still there.
The Sky
Whose turn is it to walk the stars today? The sky.
It gets a lead out of its pocket and whistles by.
All the dreams you hoped to see
when you closed your eyes in vain,
come waltzing by on a big leash
sometimes called the milkyway.
But you're asleep. And a dream has no eyes,
no ears, not even a face recording this beauty.
Walking the stars on a skyline, however
is every dreamers houndful duty.
Everytime I feel like screaming, it's time to go to the park. While walking, you inevitably look up at the sky. It's blue. Lots of clouds. And it seems to go on and on. You try to take it all in, but you can never stretch far enough. Then you wonder how big this world is, and how many people are living on it. When I think about this, I no longer feel like pulling my brains out. The sky is kinda like a guide, to show us how much we actually have, and how much more we can gain. The possibilities are endless. Sometimes you can reach only so far, but if you'd taken the time to do so, then it is more than what most people would've done. Even when you think you can't reach any further, perhaps you fall back. Maybe you put on extra strength. While you may see other clouds breeze by, in the end it all comes together. Raindrops, for a while, a day, a week. But the rain stops, the sun peeps out. And the sky - the sky is still there.
The Sky
Whose turn is it to walk the stars today? The sky.
It gets a lead out of its pocket and whistles by.
All the dreams you hoped to see
when you closed your eyes in vain,
come waltzing by on a big leash
sometimes called the milkyway.
But you're asleep. And a dream has no eyes,
no ears, not even a face recording this beauty.
Walking the stars on a skyline, however
is every dreamers houndful duty.
Boredom
FULL NAME: Su Chien Ya
LIVING ARRANGEMENT?: Currently in Miri for holiday. When my parents decide they don't want me anymore, then I move back to Australia. This happens on an annual basis.
WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?: I don't have a mouse pad.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OUIJA BOARDS?: Freaky.
FAVORITE BOARD GAME: Monopoly.
WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW: Shall We Tell The President? - Jeffery Archer.
FAVORITE MAGAZINE: Don't read mags.
FAVORITE SMELLS: N/ALEAST FAVOURITE SMELLS: Albert's smell after his Saturday basketball training and Sunday football game. Albert's fart.
FAVOURITE SOUND: Comprehensible music.
LEAST FAVOURITE SOUND: People quarrelling.
WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Feeling small.
BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Helping someone out.
BEST THING IN LIFE: Knowing what I'm worth.
FAVORITE SOUNDTRACK: Lord of the Rings.
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?: What time is it?
DO YOU GET MOTION SICKNESS?: Yes. Every dratted vehicle ever invented except for boats. Weird huh?
PEN OR PENCIL?: Pen.
HOW MANY RINGS BEFORE YOU ANSWER THE PHONE?: Depending on whether I hear it or not?
FUTURE SON'S NAME: Matthew.
FUTURE DAUGHTER'S NAME: Lorraine. (Poor kid)
FAVOURITE COLOUR(S): BLUE.
FAVORITE FOODS: Fried wet kueh tiaw. :D
FAVOURITE DRINK: Teh C Peng.
FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Errr.. Shandy? LOL
DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: When they're not trying to kill me, yes.
CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?: Both.
FAVORITE ICE CREAM: Chocolate and vanilla?
CROUTONS OR BACON BITS: Not halal lah.. how to eat? lol.. :P
DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE? IF YES, DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST?: I love driving! Until Annie got her license, then I love to let her drive! I don't drive fast. In fact, I'm infamous for my slow driving.
DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS?: I have a dog and a cat in Melbourne. Don't worry, they're good friends.
STORMS - COOL OR SCARY: Neither. Wouldn't wanna be caught in them tho.
WHAT TYPE WAS YOUR FIRST CAR: Harr.. hm.. technically it's not mine. But I drive a CRV when I'm home.
IF YOU COULD MEET ONE PERSON, DEAD OR ALIVE, WHO WOULD IT BE?: There are a lot of people whom I would like to meet. :D
WHAT IS YOUR ZODIAC SIGN?: LEO LEO LEO!!! Grrrrrrr
WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE POET?: LOL. No favs.
DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?: Depending on my mood. If it's a vege day (rare) then I chomp them down.
GUYS-IF A GIRL ASKED FOR THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK, WOULD YOU GIVE IT?: ----
GIRLS-WOULD YOU EVER ASK A GUY FOR HIS SHIRT?: No thanks. They smell. Well, most of the time anyways.
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WANTED, WHAT WOULD IT BE?: Anything which I would enjoy, and earn big enough bucks to donate to whomever I want to. Who doesn't?
IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD IT BE?: No more. I swore off dying my hair.
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE?: Yes.
WHAT IS ON YOUR WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?: Legolas, Pony, Unicorn, and lots and lots and lots and lots (and lots?) of notes from Cognitive Psychology.
IS THE GLASS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL?: Neither. I never leave my drinks unfinished lar.
GUYS-WHAT WOMAN WOULD YOU LIKE TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH? : ----
GIRLS-WHAT MAN WOULD YOU LIKE TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH?: Just for one night? BAH!
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SNAPPLE?: N/AFAVORITE MOVIE(S)?: Hm.. I'd say.. Mighty Ducks.. Quack! :P
ARE YOU A LEFTY, RIGHTY OR AMBIDEXTROUS?: Rightyy
DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS?: Yes, thank god for internet addiction.
IF YOU COULD BE ONE GARDENING TOOL, WHAT WOULD YOU BE??: Errrrrrrrrrrrrrr?
WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?: Books, papers, books, files.. did I mention books?
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?: The lucky 7 :D
WHAT IS YOUR DREAM CAR?: I don't dream about cars.
FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH: Ultimately Basketball! Love it! On TV - Swimming, gymnastics, diving, synchronized swimming.. haiyor.. anything goes during the Olympics.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Coping with loneliness
Lately I've read an article which I find.. quite scarily familiar.
It cannot be denied that many of us fear being lonely. Some may openly admit it while other may bury themselves in work or social activities to avoid being labelled as "lonely". Paradoxically, in our fear of rejection and loneliness, we may make ourselves more lonely than ever by building walls around ourselves and holding back parts of ourselves in intimate relationships. We may deceive ourselves that we can overcome loneliness by anchoring our lives to someone elses'.
I think that's what I've been doing all this while. Try to "anchor" or rather "hold on" to someone who I think would look after me. And when the rejection comes, I seek yet for another anchor. I am floating within my own ocean, trying desperately to find something which can carry we through troubled waters. To all the people who have once in their lifetimes been my anchor, especially those who have turned out to be good friends, I thank you for your patience.
The ways in which I have tried to overcome loneliness:
1) Schedule every moment by burying myself in studies
2) Go all out to help others
3) Slave myself to routine and overstructure my goals
4) Try to lose myself in crowds
There are many other ways in which people try to cope with loneliness, I am only lucky that I haven't resorted to anything more serious like alcohol, sex or drugs.
The article quotes that "Feeling good about ourselves is necessary if we want to feel good with others". So that's where my problem lies, I don't feel good about myself, therefore reluctant to know more people for fear that they might not like me.
I have become a victim of my own perceptions and experiences. I trapped myself in the prison of loneliness, and lived with the illusion that someone somewhere would someday release me from that cage.
"When one is a stranger to oneself, one is also a stranger to others, and thus feels isolated. If we are out of touch with ourselves, there is no way we can touch others."
It cannot be denied that many of us fear being lonely. Some may openly admit it while other may bury themselves in work or social activities to avoid being labelled as "lonely". Paradoxically, in our fear of rejection and loneliness, we may make ourselves more lonely than ever by building walls around ourselves and holding back parts of ourselves in intimate relationships. We may deceive ourselves that we can overcome loneliness by anchoring our lives to someone elses'.
I think that's what I've been doing all this while. Try to "anchor" or rather "hold on" to someone who I think would look after me. And when the rejection comes, I seek yet for another anchor. I am floating within my own ocean, trying desperately to find something which can carry we through troubled waters. To all the people who have once in their lifetimes been my anchor, especially those who have turned out to be good friends, I thank you for your patience.
The ways in which I have tried to overcome loneliness:
1) Schedule every moment by burying myself in studies
2) Go all out to help others
3) Slave myself to routine and overstructure my goals
4) Try to lose myself in crowds
There are many other ways in which people try to cope with loneliness, I am only lucky that I haven't resorted to anything more serious like alcohol, sex or drugs.
The article quotes that "Feeling good about ourselves is necessary if we want to feel good with others". So that's where my problem lies, I don't feel good about myself, therefore reluctant to know more people for fear that they might not like me.
I have become a victim of my own perceptions and experiences. I trapped myself in the prison of loneliness, and lived with the illusion that someone somewhere would someday release me from that cage.
"When one is a stranger to oneself, one is also a stranger to others, and thus feels isolated. If we are out of touch with ourselves, there is no way we can touch others."
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Jealousy
Are you a jealous person? You keep telling yourself no, of course not. Why would you be? You have nothing to be jealous about. Jealousy is such a weak and unnecessary emotion. Could you be a jealous creature?
Surely not.
Oh, but you are. Even if you're the nicest person on earth. Even when you do a good deed a day. You could experience jealousy. It's a dangerous thing, jealousy is. It could blind your vision, destroy you. Make you feel pain, unnecessary hatred.
In terms of social psychology, Rock and Murphy (1971) explains jealousy as "The perception that a person whose evaluation matters a great deal to us prefers someone else can make us doubt our own worth."
This is precisely evident for the people who do not believe in themselves. So are you jealous?
Surely not.
Oh, but you are. Even if you're the nicest person on earth. Even when you do a good deed a day. You could experience jealousy. It's a dangerous thing, jealousy is. It could blind your vision, destroy you. Make you feel pain, unnecessary hatred.
In terms of social psychology, Rock and Murphy (1971) explains jealousy as "The perception that a person whose evaluation matters a great deal to us prefers someone else can make us doubt our own worth."
This is precisely evident for the people who do not believe in themselves. So are you jealous?
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Happy New Year!
Hey hey hey folks!!!
Happy New Year! :D
Yes good question. What am I doing up so late? Well.. Mr. Ian Tang is doing his applications for college entrance and well.. I've been appointed spell *personalahma* and grammar checker. So.. the Grandma is a Grammar checker. Get it? Ok, maybe not.
This year, instead of threatening Vera's mom to do the cooking, we decided to hold a potluck. Mom... well, she got a little "cranked" these days, and I, being deprived of the secret recipe of our family "fried bread" was forced to make do with tuna sandwiches. What to do?
Anyways.. it was the same old gathering with the same old people. Nothing has changed. Hmm.. other than the fact that I fell asleep on the couch watching the others gamble. Poor Chunny had to leave early too because Annie wasn't feeling too well. Although I don't understand half the things they say now (football and games), I know they still care. KeeYie asked about Annie, August placed a huge pillow on her coz she was cold, and Chunny bought us back despite the fact that he could've stayed on.
I just hit a brain freeze. *glares at nobody in particular* Bah!
Happy New Year! :D
Yes good question. What am I doing up so late? Well.. Mr. Ian Tang is doing his applications for college entrance and well.. I've been appointed spell *personalahma* and grammar checker. So.. the Grandma is a Grammar checker. Get it? Ok, maybe not.
This year, instead of threatening Vera's mom to do the cooking, we decided to hold a potluck. Mom... well, she got a little "cranked" these days, and I, being deprived of the secret recipe of our family "fried bread" was forced to make do with tuna sandwiches. What to do?
Anyways.. it was the same old gathering with the same old people. Nothing has changed. Hmm.. other than the fact that I fell asleep on the couch watching the others gamble. Poor Chunny had to leave early too because Annie wasn't feeling too well. Although I don't understand half the things they say now (football and games), I know they still care. KeeYie asked about Annie, August placed a huge pillow on her coz she was cold, and Chunny bought us back despite the fact that he could've stayed on.
I just hit a brain freeze. *glares at nobody in particular* Bah!
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