tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338818732024-03-14T01:44:39.137+08:00Just LifeLife goes on, no matter it is a good or bad day. live to appreciate and enjoy every moments while we still have it and sharing is the secret.ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-36755075122659227452015-04-21T22:32:00.001+08:002015-04-21T22:55:37.219+08:00Mika's first time overseas vacationOct 2010, Mika's took his very first flight to Hong Kong. Poor him that he cried and refused to go on board.<br />
He seems alright when gotten his seat but start crying again when the flight start to take off and he refused to sit at his chair and to put on seat belt.<br />
I have no choice but to let him sit on my lap. It was nightmare for him during landing time as well where he screams like nobody business repeating with the same that he wanted to go wee wee.<br />
Everyone was so quite and we can only hear him crying continously asking permission to go toilet. The only thing I can do is asking him to wait. My poor little son and i wonder how he knows that the plane is taking off and landing. He found out from the light on the sign to put on seat belt? And I still wonder how. And the only explanation was its was really uncomfortable for him but just that he do not one how to tell us. The only thing in his mind was to escape with excuses. Try feeding him with bottle and other sorts of effort to stop him crying but he only stop when finish landing.<br />
I think it was a night for everyone onboard. It seems like something bad is happening and the air stewardess was in alert observing us. Thank god that the flight was landed safely.<br />
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When we were at the custom, someone just recognized Mika,s and commented to his group of friends, " this is the boy lah who was crying onboard. Everyone keep an eye on Mika's and asking us whether he is alright or not. Sure, Mika's stop crying after landing and the magic was he don't even have any urge to pee after that. Poor us as later he refused to take any kind of public transports during the trip. It was the first time for him, taking Flight, Train, Tram, Bus, Ferry and Speedboat and probably this was too much for him to cope all this first experience at the same time.ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-40903055577365063142012-06-11T02:56:00.001+08:002012-06-11T03:20:10.498+08:00Sleepless NightSleepless night haunted me with the memories from the past.... from as young as 4 years old. wake up every night during dawn and hearing the same sound in the middle of the night. the sound from the truck when approaching red light..and my brain is so pure, no worried and it is just between me and the universe.<br />
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A very different kind of memories, when i am around 10 years old, wake up every night around 3:00pm, the very familiar sound from the clock, tong tong tong...... telling me it is 3 o'clock in the morning and my mind is very confusing discovering the world, trying to figure out, what am i in my past life, god and spirit and why i keep experienced the same feeling every night, and the same dreams over and over again.<br />
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When grow older, keep searching for the answers and to an extend of finding self comfort answers that beyond my understanding. All the unanswered questioned buried deep in my self and reading books spare my night time, with comfort feeling of acquiring knowledge while watching my sibling in sweet dream.<br />
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Alan Tham and Jackie fill most of my sleepless nights, love song love song and love song again repeating for at least 6 times every night. Both of them is my idol filling up my sleepless night till i find my first boy friend and now is sleeping loudly besides me.<br />
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The longest sleepless lonely nights i had experience and i could imagine if without these songs. The same radio i still keep till now days but the different is its no longer play cassette anymore. Really miss those nights to bring me back my memories. uncertainty, pain, bitter and sweet for more than 10 years. The same song, same player at many different places, start from my hometown Bentung, to my rented house at Melawati, Casstlefield, Desa Setapak, Desa View and Wangsa Maju. memories of almost half of my life.<br />
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Now occasionally have sleepless night and most of the time watching online drama and the most recent one is Winter Sonata...<br />
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Watching it for the second time but first time in Korean language. Really addicted and have the urge to learn speaking Korean. Slow pace, no vulgar words, pure minds that remind me back to my teenager time.<br />
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A very special sleepless night today that bring me back the memories of all my sleepless and lonely nights in the past but the different is i have my son sleeping besides me and make feel good and warm. i am wishing that he have sweet dream every nights.<br />
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The same nightmare i have since younger time, disappeared in my dreams long time ago. i am like a little caterpillar that transformed to a butterfly. occasionally i still curios why i have such dreams and i dream to find a decoder to give me all the answers<br />ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-18616139508128928062012-01-30T23:03:00.004+08:002012-02-03T07:00:41.144+08:00Hobby and New accomplishment in year 2012in preparation for 2012 dragon years, i have accomplished one of my long due project, after attending 5 DAYS motivation class a week before CNY.... that with high commitment and exams and nightmare without sleep...and with the remaining time before CNY, i took a day to finish sewing the curtain that the material i bought ten years ago. such a huge relieved, using a very small electric sewing machine for 4 full length curtains...... i can't believe i done it... and don't ask me how i did that.... but i think part of it is because of the motivation course..<br />
anyhow sewing is my hobby.... but the curtains were really miracle. everything just there without much planning and now it is hanging nicely in my living room.<br />
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i have done a lots of sewing this years, enjoying the process and make a new pair of pajamas for Mika's, 2 shorts for me and hubby as well for year of Dragon. i have a new cushion cover as well plus pillow for Mika's...... Very happy to get some compliments for my works...<br />
for the next hobby, will try to get an oven and start baking with Mika.<br />
later can go to piano class with Mika and learn painting..ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-2922020238434736882012-01-30T21:20:00.004+08:002012-01-30T22:25:21.166+08:00Year of dragonToday is the 8th day of CNY, almost 11pm and just started with fireworks, one follow by another one and expecting will last till 12:30am. Its really loud and reminding me of some unfortunate country which is in war. for a moment, i was thinking what if those sound is bomb. Thank god, this is the sound of celebration... and no matter how loud was the fireworks, and how disturbing to Mika before he go to sleep.... My feeling is so good and grateful that at this moment we can have this kind of celebration now days.<br /><br />It was the last two cycle during year 1988, everywhere lights up firecracker from every house at my hometown...non-stop and for the first time i have experience such a huge celebration. I was just left school and it was year of dragon. The most powerful animal in chinese zodiac.<br /><br />i have the first time, feeling of freedom and totally new kind of CNY celebration... hang out with friend playing mahjong till dawn and have early dim sum breakfast before go to bed. Visiting all schoolmates house by house getting ang pau and have fun..<br /><br />Seems like dragon years are the most memorable years.... the other cycle was in year 2000 where me and my husband have the first new year celebration at KLCC.<br /><br />seems like just yesterday, 24 years past and things has change. I am not meeting any of my schoolmates. i am giving ang pau instead of receiving ang pau and of course growing old and put on weight. Everything seems so fast in year 2012... superfast and rush but one thing still the same, celebration. Hope CNY culture will continue and past down to next generation.ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-85928015008314335282010-03-29T23:43:00.004+08:002010-03-30T00:02:30.372+08:00Mika is 2 years old.suddenly have the urge to write. two years ago, my son was taken out from my uterus via <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">csec</span>. still a very fresh memory to me, my tears came out when i see him the first time and fall in love with him at first sight.<br />Today he as grown up as a toddler, started talking in simple words and his favourite is "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pu</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">yau</span>!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pu</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">yau</span>", in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Mandarin</span>.<br />he has transform up from a very gentle baby to a very demanding child. i hope i didn't spoilt him, but screaming and hitting is not going to work. have tried and sometime felt really regret, so.... trying very hard to ignore sometime. let him cry and shout.... and let him learn that he will never get anything from crying.<br />not sure he is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">understanding</span> any of y intention, keep explaining and seems no results...<br />and the journey is still very long.<br />no doubt he is still my sweet heart, his smile, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">mischievous</span> look and the way he hug me. makes me feel that i am an very important people with great responsibilities.ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-63336342023783641832010-01-14T02:22:00.002+08:002010-01-14T02:49:18.586+08:00My Dream Job for My Dear Son<p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Every mother, </span></span><span style="font-family: MingLiU;"><span style="font-size:85%;">望子成龍</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, there is no exception to me as I am just </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">an </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">ordinary person. </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> D</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">uring</span> my teenager time, i am confused and a bit loss and not sure what I should pursue for my future career. The struggle between </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">A</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">rt, </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Science or</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">C</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ommerce</span></span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">and </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">with </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">the </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">greatest fear </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">of </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">choosing </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">the wrong field</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> and ended up with a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bor</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ing</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> life and without any great achievement</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> thus my final decision is to choose something</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> that is on the safer side, a degree that can guarantee me a job just for moderate living and the most important is that it is not too difficult to achieve as there were so many other things that I need to consider</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ieave</span> me with not many choices</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">definitely</span> i will be very </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">different as per me today if I</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">c</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">o</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">m</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">e</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> from </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">a </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">well being family, at least I dare to pursue fashion design </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">and some other thing with no worried about<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> earn for </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">living or a guaranteed for better job</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> or </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">the urge to </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">enlighten my mothers</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, who work as baby sitter </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">for living </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">after my father had a stroke. i work as a sales promoter and do part time to pay school fees and living. ICSA seems a smarter choice<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">It</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> took me quite some time to graduate </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">in </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ICSA</span>, an</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">d </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">its just merely RM50, i believe that had change my </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">destiny as I take up the position of</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> account clerk</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> instead of assistant company secretary. and later, its very hard for me to pursue in this line again. </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I know </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">eventually I will be there </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">but it</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> was a very painful process</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> for me. </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">made a </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">promise </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">to </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">myself, </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">since </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">very long time ago</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> that </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">if I have my own </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">children and </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I will</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> give</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> my best to guide them and would not let them suffer as what I have gone through</span></span> </p><p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I realise probably I am also a problem child, indecisive and like to try and experience everything and </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">anything </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">in this world</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">. Everything seems very interesting </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">but </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">a further thought/finding seem that it is not as interesting as i think off and feel emptiness and demotivated. nothing pro but know here and there a bit.. </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">and i do agree that if i have given proper guidance, probably i can decide better and biggest problem is without any </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">guidance and information. The college i visited that offer fashion design seems not convincing. </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">available for me anhave no idea </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">of</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> how to go about it.</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Probably I </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">will </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">enjoy being an </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">actress</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, as this will enable me </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">to play many roles including </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">doctor, artist, pianist, cook and </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">many more</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Just a nonsense thought now and it does not seem realistic.</span></span> </p><p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">After all these years, I realise that </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">all </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">my</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">worried is</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> non</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">-</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">sense </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">but</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">it</span></span><span style="font-family: SimSun;"><span style="font-size:85%;">’</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">s</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">seem </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">too late for me to discover</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> and </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">c</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">hange</span> my career</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">. </span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">My</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> job is </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">nothing to shout about, b</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">ored</span> and more </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">boring every</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> day</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">. Probably if affordable</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> one day</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, all these little dream</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">s</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> will fill up my empty time as hobby, learning drawing, cooking, sewing and</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> being the interior designer for my home</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> No kidding, I did imagine myself as politician, leader for charity organisation and many more and I had went </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">for an </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">interview for air stewardess right before I am reaching the age limit but after all</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">found out that I </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">am just enjoying my motherhood life</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> and the rest is not important anymore.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Now about the future career for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Mika</span></span></span><span style="font-family: SimSun;"><span style="font-size:85%;">’</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">s</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, it is so weird that </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">i am pretty sure </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">what </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">my preference for him. I would like him </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">to become a famous architect. Not a doctor as he will spend too much time to safe life, not a pilot as this is too dangerous, not a musician, magician</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, businessman</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> but an architect.</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Hahaha</span>, probably </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">it </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">is about my dream house</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> and now probably </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">has</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> to leave it to him to realise my dream</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I am painting in my mind of our dream home of my </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">own </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">son </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">invention.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">But after all, </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">this is just a dream and of course I wish this will come true. But I am not very greedy, </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">am still </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">very happy</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">,</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> if seeing </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Mika</span></span></span><span style="font-family: SimSun;"><span style="font-size:85%;">’</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">s</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> growing up </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">and lives healthy and happily and</span></span> <span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">bringing in </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">more families member</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">s to the family</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> and being financial independence and a filial son/grandson</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">. </span></span></p>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-41860787635641013932009-10-06T10:12:00.001+08:002009-10-06T10:15:08.565+08:00Mika's is finally walking at 18 MonthsIt was a long time since my last update on Mika’s development.<br />A very long journey for Mika’s to leap on his next development, a slip till posing some concern from relatives. Of course, I still hold on to believe that it is not to worry. In my mind, I was thinking that the best is walking at 18 months like his daddy. Not too late to worry me. Of course, initially not to expect that long, but after observing his behavior and I know it is a long way to go. . It is a one year journey, from his army crawling till he mastered crawling on four, Peep pap peep pap from here and there. <br />Finally Mika’s is showing his interest on walking on his 18 months. He has just realized the benefits of walking rather than crawling, where he have to craw like an army if both his hands grapping on something and with a very ugly crab/handicap crawling style if one of his hand grapping on something. <br />With an intention to practice his new skill, I brought Mika’s to the park for a walk the first time on last Sunday. At first, he dares not to let go my hand but finally he made it, walking step by step slowly alone at the park. Saw him mostly fall down but managed to push his hand on the floor and squat down and I was thinking, probably this is a wiser choice for him to walk at later stage. Meanwhile I am enjoying a bit as others with the same age have mastered the skill of running. I am imagining myself now, how awful being screaming and running catching mika’s and I hope not till this extend. Please behave my son. <br />I see my son walking standing tall like a three years old toddler but indeed he is always my little baby, no matter how tall and how old he grows. My mother told me that seeing Mika’s walking remind her of me. She commented that Mika’s walking style resembles me and I am imagine myself now, long waving hands walking slowly with unsteady long legs. I hope I will remember every moment that we spent together forever. If not, I have taken some photo and short video which I don’t have the luxury when I was young.ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-69147791228087094552009-06-24T01:28:00.003+08:002009-06-24T01:39:17.092+08:00Mika turning 14 months and yet don't attempt to walk yetMy mika growing so fast and so tall.. catch fever last few weeks and still have flu now.<div>now is very thin, started calling baba...all the time. </div><div>call me only when urgent, this is what ojin's said.</div><div>become very lazy recently, no loading of new photo or blogging..</div><div>sooner or later, i will be forgotten everything. how mika growing up. when he first sprouting teeth...and start walking...hope to keep this up.</div><div><br /></div><div>baby mika.... NOW SLEEPING ZZZZZ very cute with his new pajamas....MUMMY LOVE U very much. Good night my dear and sweet dreams.</div>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-15564967263440755612008-12-10T20:49:00.004+08:002008-12-10T21:27:41.776+08:00The very first momenti have to mark down this special date, on a very beautiful morning i heard and seeing with my own eyes, my son is calling me mama crawling towards me. A very special moment on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tuesday</span> 9/12/08.<div><br /></div><div>how can i resist him, and the i couldn't describe how happy am i at this very first moment. with the feeling of wanted and important. A very warm hearted feeling and reminding me... yeah i am mummy now of a very special son. </div><div><br /></div><div>I thought <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Mika's</span> learn to call his father first as he always <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">babbling baba baba and he is very excited and cheerful when seeing his father.</span> he is calmer with me and only look for me for food when his father around.</div><div><br /></div><div>The hard work and time spent taking care of him is just payoff, with such a simple word. mama!!</div><div> <br /></div>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-27562775062022369042008-08-19T21:05:00.006+08:002008-08-21T22:48:51.481+08:00Bravo my little Mika<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';">I believed all the mothers in this world are really proud of their children. We are all the same, giving unconditional love to our children. In every mother’s eyes, our children is the best and they is no exception to my Mika’s. I am just couldn’t describe how much I love him. Sometime my husband throw out the question “We love Mika’s so much, and don’t know whether he will love us as well when he grows up”. I don’t think anyone in this world have the assurance.</span><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">Only when i become one of them, then only I truly understand the perspective of a mother . Beforehand I was wonder why my friend keep telling me and highlighting the progress of their children…. Yeah!! In my mind I was asking “what's the big deal?" Eventually every normal baby will go thru it and what is so excited about it? </span> <br /></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">When my baby sitter told me that Mika’s has turnover successfully, I was really happy and couldn’t wait to reach home and see it with my own eyes. I don’t know why I am so happy… the feeling is like a remarkable accomplishment of my own. Of course Mika’s also excited of his new skill and truly show on his face and will quickly move his hand and feet like swimming once he is on his stomach. Bravo my little baby, you have done it on 07/07/08. Do you know that you are waking up in the middle of the night and practicing your new skill? Mummy eyes has become big panda eyes and your daddy is complaining that he has suddenly look like ten years older.</span> <br /></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">Time flies, this was about one and a half month ago and now Mika has shown interest with his surrounding. He has started to pull/reach things around him rather than playing with his hand and feet. I guess he is the “kay po” type like his daddy. He normally will turn left and right searching for the person who is talking and find opportunity to interact with them. Now he is still smilling at stranger and I hope he don’t have this stranger anxiety later…..</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">When Mika’s reached 4 months, I bring him to the pasar malam just right in front of my condo. I guess he was pretty scared. He grabbed me quite tight and stay still quietly but alert. Maybe I am wrong and Mika’s is just observing the surrounding. <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">Probably this exposure was too much for him as this is the first time we bring him out... He had never been to any shopping center yet and its a cultural shock for Mika’s. </span> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">Mummy just have the chance to show off Mika’s pram on last Sunday. It's just a short trip to the store Bentung to grab some necessities before the start of the Badminton match between Lin Dan and Lee Chung Wei, and yet Mika’s has started to show discomfort while waiting for his daddy to pick up his diaper at the second floor. I am amazed how other mummy manages to bring their baby to the shopping center the whole day. It's just too troublesome for me….Emmmmm I know I am the minority. </span> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">Mika’s will reach 5 months next week and will start to provide him solid food when he reaches 6 months. He was looking at me with a confusing look while I am having dinner last night…I am still not quite figure out what happen to him…. Daddy was saying that Mika’s seems wanted to say something but can’t voice out. He have no reaction no matter how we call him and trying to make him smile. He just starring at me while I am eating and have no reaction also when I put the food in front of him….Emmm luckily he is back to normal after feeding time….. making noises, singing and playing with his feet and react to his father and as usual from smiling then play until screaming.</span></p></span>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-42885344198495577962008-07-03T22:37:00.021+08:002008-07-05T17:00:04.951+08:00Mika development (1 month to 3 month)<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">By one month old, Mika’s can lift up his head from left to right. I discovered this while exploring ways to put him to sleep. He seems have difficulty to fall into sleep as I am fully breast feeding him after his first month. When the confinement lady around during his first month, she w</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ill feed mika’s</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">as long as he is not sleeping well… yeah the reason is breast milk will not satisfy hunger and have to feed formula milk in order to have deep sleep….. My baby eat all the time and grow up very fast and also make me worry that she overfeed him and have bad impact to his stomach….. I am very angry with the confinement lady after found out that she simply feed mika to get an easy way out. She was feeding Mika’s 4 oz milk with a gap less than 3 hours when he is 2 weeks old. Sometime my heart melts when seeing Mika having difficulty to gulp the milk when she bottle feed him. At one occasion, Mika’s was crying out loud… seems like overfeeding. The problem is Mika’s will drink everything whenever we feed him, probably he had a bad experience during his early days. He has to bear hunger for more than 24 hours as I don’t produce any milk for him yet.</span></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After many attempt to put him to sleep, one fine day I just get him to sleep in just one second by putting him lying on his stomach. This is through try and error and it’s amazed me as he is just stop crying and totally switch off and going to deep sleep immediately. This is when I discover that he can flip his head left and right and when he is hungry, he will </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">put his head right on the mattress attempting to latch on and make some noises ehh!!! ehhhh ehhhh. </span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This is so cute. Sometime I just watch him doing this for a while before feeding him. Will this make me a bad mother? I really enjoy this special moment, to watch his nature instinct to search for food and his satisfying look with great smile when he is full. No though sometime he will have this “pick chick” look or fierce look whenever my milk supply is low. Really scare me like wanna fight with me.</span></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Now Mika is able to do a mini push up – to lift is head and shoulder up. He has mastered this skill two weeks ago when he is two and a half month old.He started to learn to lift his head at 45 degree when he is two month old during our visit back to Muar. He lifts his head up high in front of all the uncles and aunties. My husband commented…. “our son is showing off and doing a good PR”. Yes, he said the same when we visit our baby sitter the day before I started to work. Mika is responding with great smile and talking (making gurgles and coos sound) while I am talking to the baby sitter. I guess he has mistaken that I talk to him but my husband said he is doing PR. yeah like daddy, so “kay po” and me? Of course Mummy is cool and not like daddy. Wait and see Mika’s is inheriting me or my hubby character.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><span style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mika’s has just reached 3 months and I am eager to discover his new skill. He has attempt to flip over and craw recently. He is angry swimming stand still and I taught he wanted to craw. I found out today that crawling shall be master at around six months and he should learn how to roll over and follow by sitting and then only crawling. It is fun to see his progress day by day and I am proud and grateful that I had made the correct decision to take care of him at night and this will ensure that I didn’t miss out any of his growing up progress. Yeah this is Mika’s recent phot</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">os (3 months old), posing up left and right enjoying practicing his new skill.</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SGz2KCxJDpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/CI603l7epZ8/s320/280620081630.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218816720617672338" />ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-61954595593094150182008-06-06T18:04:00.008+08:002008-06-12T22:00:30.253+08:00Ngo Ko Toi<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkM95Cj8cI/AAAAAAAAABE/4xRq4ORqyWM/s1600-h/n685888550_483629_6751.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208708701453808066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkM95Cj8cI/AAAAAAAAABE/4xRq4ORqyWM/s320/n685888550_483629_6751.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkMxxOh7SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/15lD8wg_VNQ/s1600-h/DSC06136.JPG"></a>hello there.. whats up!!.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkMmWhXqHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Eq8BSHJaM4I/s1600-h/n685888550_483628_6479.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208708297050794098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkMmWhXqHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Eq8BSHJaM4I/s320/n685888550_483628_6479.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My name is mika lui hahn 梁翰<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkMbZE89tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0M1gpaQAROQ/s1600-h/n685888550_483622_4841.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208708108758349522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/SEkMbZE89tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0M1gpaQAROQ/s320/n685888550_483622_4841.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />i can act very cool...<br /><br /><br /></div><div>Born : 29/03/08</div><div>Weight at birth : 3.69kg</div><div>Length at birth : 51.5cm</div></div><div></div><div>Finally after so many year..... this is my son "Ngo Ko Toi"...hmmm. as my husband always remind me..... very often smilling and telling me " sayang, Ngo Ko Chai". I am still coping to play the roles of a mother. Now he is chubby already. the above photo taken when he is 3 weeks old.</div><div><br />updates</div><div>03/04/08 (6 days)</div><div>weight 3.8kg length 54 cm</div><div><br /></div><div>07/06/08 (2 months 1 week)</div><div>weight 6.4kg length 64cm<br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-18737414395514133112007-11-13T18:01:00.000+08:002007-11-15T07:53:35.423+08:00Baby NamingI got a funny mail few days back with the title "Why Chinese must not have English names"<br />below is the funny reasons but not just English name but i also have difficulty to find chinese name for my baby Mika. The chinese name will sounds funny as well when written and pronounce in roman. It is just the fact that we are mostly use our name in roman writing instead of in chinese writing and in fact all our official letter/document will require use to use our name in roman writing. How ahh if we apply credit card with just my name written in chinese. couldn't imagine what they will think about us ahhh...<br /><br /><p>I seldom have the chance to write my chinese anme but it might not the same for others. I found out that my sister use it pretty often caused she teach in chinese school. for me, no chance at all!!! not even once a year. thus i no need to change my chinese name eventhough the charecter combination is not really good. how lah...if i sitting at one corner writting my name in chinese for the sick of writing....#$%@@ . I don't think i would like this to be happened.<br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Why Chinese must not have English names</span></strong> </p></em><ul><li>>Anne Chang> (Mandarin)- Dirty></li><li>>Anne Chin (Mandarin) - Keep quiet> </li><li>>Faye Chen (Mandarin) - Dusty> </li><li>>Carl Cheng (Hokkien) - Buttock> </li><li>>Monica Cheng (Hokkien) - Touching your buttocks> </li><li>>Lucy Leow (Hokkien) - You are dead> </li><li>>Jane Tan (Mandarin) - Frying eggs> </li><li>>Suzie Leow (Hokkien) - Lost till death> </li><li>>Henry Mah (Mandarin) - Hate your mum> </li><li>>Corrine Tai (Hokkien) - Poor fellow> </li><li>>Paul Chan (Mandarin) - Bankrupt> </li><li>>Nelson Tan (Mandarin) - Bird laying eggs> </li><li>>Leslie Tong (Mandarin) - Rubbish bin> </li><li>>Carmen Teng (Hokkien) - Leg hair long> </li><li>>Connie Mah (Mandarin) - Call your mother> </li><li>>Danny See (Hokkien) - Squeeze you to death> </li><li>>Rosie Teng (Hokkien) - Screws and nails> </li><li>>Pete Tsai (Hokkien) - Nose droppings> </li><li>>Macy Koh (Cantonese) - Never die before> </li><li>>Michael Tan (Cantonese) - sell chicken eggs </li></ul><br /><br />so now comes the funny story while finding suitable name for my baby Mika. My husband sir name is 梁 and in roman writing is LUI.... yeah this sound like money in cantonese and hokien as well.<br /><br />My hubby always wanted to name our baby with just one name instead of with the middle name. so one find day, on the way back and he have something in mind and seems very happy to name our baby mika as 梁 漢. He like it very much and its sound pretty good then naturally we talk about it in english writing. I started it with "Lui Hon"... then he suddenly blurt out commented that "Hon" is not nice and we should use han yu ping ying as "Han" and he is pretty exciting with this name...he was very happy repeating the name as lui han's. I don't know why i just have the urge immediately. At that time we haven't agree on any english name yet and i just answer him "good", "very goods"... lui Han's and the english name is "han lui" and since daddy always spent lavishly... it's a good name!!!! believe me, at that time i really cannot tahan and we just laugh hysterically. my Husband is always the spender.. and i have always reminded him..... i guess if our baby name after this name, the next time i just have to call my baby to alert him. i am ok with this... and gues what of course he said no...... to this. But really i like this name pronounce in cantonse.<br /><br />we still have not come to any conclusion on the chinese name yet... since the LUI... is the surname, and this is associated with money and its seems pretty hard to only have first name without the middle name.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>Finding a name with surname Lui (without middle name)</em></strong><br /></span><br /><ul><li>Bin Lui - good fotune, can use the magic to create money. 梁賓, 彬, 斌</li><li>Jay Lui/jie lui - all the friend will run away including the relatives 梁杰, 傑</li><li>Wan Lui - sound good for fortune but it's neither sound nice nor have good meaning in chinese. </li><li>Wu Lui - can mean got money in hokkien or sounds no money in cantonese and the pronounsation for 梁武 is terrible in cantonses.</li><li>Yong Lui - as bad as the father who just spend spend n spend but the chinese name 梁勇 not bad also</li><li>Fei lui & Feng lui- couldn't imagine!! but at least sound good in cantonese... 梁 飛, 霏 or 梁丰 (my hubby choice, very easy to write) and my choice is 梁峰.</li></ul><br />I really run out of idea as i am not chinese educated, its seems pretty hard to find a good name as those sound nice and have good meaning in chinese will become terrible after converting it to roman writing.......how ahhh... I am welcome for any suggestion.......anybody!!ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-35168034658544508752007-11-12T18:22:00.000+08:002007-11-12T19:37:33.122+08:00Endeavor with my new journey of lifeTime passed by very fast since my last blog. I am very grateful to be able to blog again at my work place. To begin with the story of a new life and a new journey of life. I am finally expecting a baby after so many years and my most important thing now is to give birth to a healthy baby boy and the most exciting thing is to see him for the first time. i mean face to face.... i already really excited to see his picture in 4D. from little tiny round images to something look like a baby with eyes, nose, hands and legs and also to find out that he is a baby boy during my 17 weeks.<br /><br />I am now 19 weeks pregnant and a bit relieve that I have almost gone through half of the journey.<br /><br />Last week was quite worried as my screening test result came out positive for down syndrome. We decided to go for amniotic test, where the doctor will insert a needle to the amniotic sac to take some sample of my amniotic fluid and then send it to the lab at Singapore for testing. Luckily the results come out pretty fast and at least now I am less worried to find out that he is normal and can concentrating on more thing now. I guess this is my nature, just less worried instead of have a peace of mind. After all I still have to go through the other half journey of my pregnancy. i am telling myself, lets worried for one thing at a time, I am not thinking anything yet after birth. How ahh becoming a mother, can I cope with it? Whatever is it, I am really happy to play this role…<br /><br />One thing about the amniotic test is its pose minor risk for miscarriage and the doc seems very misleading to tell us that the fees is one sixty. My hubby have a shock when the RM200 notes given to settle the bill is not enough caused the bill is actually RM1600 instead……….. guess what I didn’t complain or angry at all, this is not me. I just tell my baby mika, no worried, mummy is rich and as long as you are okay, mummy will be very happy. ya the truth is i can afford that but not really rich leh.<br /><br />The doctor will perform a through scan to find out the baby development on my next visit. and i will be less worried again to find out my baby to have a complete development. All these fees for checkups are not cheap leh. So far I visited 4 times plus one amniotic test and have already spend about RM2400. Found out that the bill for "planned csec" will come around 5k and if induced and then only csec, the bill will go up to 8K… no play play leh… I couldn’t afford this 10 years ago and thus make this as one of the advantage to have baby at older age.... :)<br /><br /><br />For time being, I still not able to experience my baby doing the kicking and punching yet. Although my tummy is quite huge as compared to one of my friend that is also expecting at the same time. She already can feel it. Guess what, maybe because i created a pretty large space for my baby to move around and its really exciting to find out how is the kicking and punching feeling, and hopefully i will able to sense it by next week.ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-16340811931240567342007-05-25T19:39:00.000+08:002007-05-25T21:13:32.330+08:00Lost n FoundI believed everyone has gone through this kind of experience. I feel very grateful that i found back something that i lost!!!! The recent case is reffering to my phone. I lost it two days ago and today also! everyone told me that if i lost it the 3rd time, i will never find it back.<br /><br />I felt lucky when i find back my lost belonging, but if we think twice, why must i lost it at the first place. So, I am not really lucky but consider pat hang chung tai hang!!!<br /><br />i went to selayang for lunch two days ago, go all the way there so far and worried that i can't make it back to my office by 2:00pm...<br />the food is nice and also lucky to reach office at 2:00pm. Everything is find until i realise that my phone is not in my pouch!!!!! I am panicking borrowing somebody phone to call my H/P... called once and nobody pick-up the line and then go for second attemp also the same.<br /><br />my heart broken!!!! n know i have to act fast!!!! i couln't remember my sister phone... n i was thinking if i am lucky enough, i must have left it in her car!!! you know lah.... sometime we just trying to create something to comfort ourself.<br /><br />what's next!!! i call the only number that i remember. thats my hubby!!! without delaying and i quickly update my hubby and ask him to the necessary!!!!<br /><br />i call back my hubby later and he is giving me the good news.... "your phone with the shop owner!!! he asked to go n collect!!!!.....ya!!!!!!" ok!!! but neither me or my hubby know the place!!! my mind got so much questionns. when? its very far...collect from who...then only my husband know i left it at selayang. Luckly my sister can help me to collect the phone on behalf... RM50 gone to the ah soh who collected my phone.... so happen that my sister don't have small notes..... i was begging to my sis, why not you tell the her " sorry ahh i only got rm50!!! can you "jau fan RM20 to me for transport ka".....aiyah!!! but okay lah..<br /><br />today, don't know what happen. again!!!!! i realise my pouch is not with me when i try to open my drawer. jia lat...!!!!!! i lost my phone again plus my pouch!!!! the key is inside.<br /><br />too panicking already!!!! i check at my colleague place and its not there and without hessitate i ask her to call my phone and i quikly go to toilet and then heading to the canteen that i had lunch just know.... checking with few cleaners and one just started work at 1:00pm and the other incharge for different section<br /><br />so no choice, i have to go back to find out whether my colleague is able to contact the person who collected my pouch. " i call once and nobody pick-up and second time couldn't go through." i think your phone is gone!!! the person off the phone!!!! " she replied. its really bad news to me.<br /><br />I don't simply give up and heading to the canteen again!!!! brave my self to ask the only person i know and so happen that he sit nearby. trying my luck explaining and see whether he heard any phone ringging or see somebody suspicious. i know the chance is so slim after looking at his lonely face fully concentrating eating his food and the environment was so noisy. also the fact that l just remember which roll i sat but not the exact table....<br /><br />thus i have no choice and go back to my office!!! my colleage told me that somebody pick up the phone. she asked the person to return the phone but the person didn't say anything and then hearing the pressing sound and then the line cut off and then cannot be contacted anymore!!!! at this time, i really cannot believe that i can find back my phone... someyone even suggested that i cancell my line.... so hopelessly and try my last effort, asking my colleague that just came back and bring me to the place that we had lunch just now...<br />i am feelling very grateful, eventhough i didn't find back my phone yet. they are really helpfull.... the other like "hak se wui" haaa!!! is this your phone!!!! ... one person sitting is at the same table, dismantling his phone... of course not lah that open!!! i asked him whether he saw my pouch and he answered "the table already clean up when i sit here, i think you should ask the cleanerlah"... i just said tQ and go away lah.... trying to identify the cleaner... and ask the other to pass the message, if she really found it, to return to me at 18th floor....<br />haaaa surprise, the other colleague call and the phone go through..... after brief conversation, !!!!!! i am straight heading to the legal firm opposite my office...without name... and just go.<br /><br />Seems like also the ah soo collected my phoen at the toilet..!!!! the ah soo said she don't know how to use the phone and waiting for the colleague back for lunch... this round , hemmm no more RM50 ... i was so happy... !!! collecting my phone and continuing said tq to her... i really blank... i don't even remember i go to pee!!! just remember i go there washing hand but still remember that ouch is not with me when i washing my hand....just don't care!!! so happy!!! and very grateful the other colleague call and said"siapa yang ambil phone inin, sila pulangkan ke tingkat 18th. perbualan ini direkodkan... kita akan hantar ke balai untuk report....<br />and also messages were sent to my phone... asking to return the phone to my office at 18th floor...<br /><br />Thank you very much to all who help me!!!<br /><br /><br />in my past... my biggest lost and found is my bag...and my hubby bag....<br />hubby do you still remember, we left both the bag at one of the restorant at genting!!! and we go all the way back to muar and only realise at the next day!!!!!!!<br /><br />somebody so happenned go to genting and check for us.!!!!! luckly us!!!! the money still there...ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-28009892901700728132007-01-17T18:29:00.000+08:002007-01-18T16:06:19.508+08:00BentungToday, i wanna talk about my home town bentung.<br />Bentung town is located around the hilly areas in the central of penisula malaysia..<br />I came to KL in 1989 right after i finished my secondary school for further study . Like what the chinese qoutes "ah ngau chut sang seang" the meaning is somesort like uneducated vilager go to big city....<br />not anymore.... bentung has gotten the city status since 2006... yeah at least there are some changes!!!! after so long and after all not so bad, i found few articles talking/promoting bentung when searching with googgle. ya I found the writing about <a name="OLE_LINK1"></a><a href="http://eatingasia.typepad.com/eatingasia/2006/04/in_bentong_i_sc.html">Bentung Ice Cream</a>, <a href="http://eatingasia.typepad.com/eatingasia/2006/04/_just_fortyfive.html">Bentung Sunday Market</a> and breakfast at one of coffee shop around town <a href="http://eatingasia.typepad.com/eatingasia/2006/04/noodle_lovers_a.html">Bentung Coffee Shop</a>. The write ups and the photos are nice.<br />I start to eat bentung ice cream from young. I think they started the business before i born and I only know that now the ice cream business at bentung are from the same families.. I remembered that my parents always bring us for ice cream during my childhood years. Normally it is after dinner time... around 8:00pm and we went to Jaya super market or thong fatt for a walk and then go to kow poo for ice cream. The parking lot in front of kow poo use to be a big open air hawker center, with satay store, yau yu ong choi, nasi lemak and probably grilled chicken wing, and of course the ice cream and drinks from kow poo. I can't really recall any other food and i never been to kow poo for so long and i don't see the hawker center is still there .. just the kow poo shop is still surviving.<br /><br /><br /><br />Nearby attraction at bentung are<br /><ul><li>Chamang Baru water fall</li><li>Batu 7, river</li><li>Hutan Lipur Lentang (forest reserves) </li><li>Kolam Air Panas (not recommended, caused here have nothing much to offer)<br /></li></ul><p>Other attraction further down to KL are</p><ul><li>Genting Highland</li><li>Bukit Tinggi and few other resorts around the areas </li></ul><br /><p>The famous at Bentung are: -</p><ul><li>Ginger (The vegetables seller at KL try to con me… haaa. This is bentung ginger, very expensive one. Wanted to charge me Rm4.00 for one ginger… slightly bigger than palm size) </li><li>Ice cream (check out here <a href="http://eatingasia.typepad.com/eatingasia/2006/04/in_bentong_i_sc.html">Bentung Ice Cream</a>)</li><li>Wantan Mee (wait till you try and you tell me. I am not fancy for wantan mee but my comment is the mee is nice… but too bad caused I didn’t buy the idea of eating the "mee" and caused my stomach full for half a day and couldn't take anything else) the wantan mee served with small portions of “char siew” and “wantan”</li><li>Toufoo and Tau Fu Pok (probably Tau Fo Fa also caused I didn’t have any chance to taste it since many years back caused the store is close on Sunday)</li><li>Soy sauce (“sau chi kong” brand) </li><li>Durian</li><li>Various kind of exotic foods (most will think this is for cruel people)</li><li>“Sat ke ma” type of snack that make from flour and malts</li><li>Kaya Puff </li><li>Fresh Water fish</li></ul><p>The famous simbalek nut from Raub is selling here (fresh stock from Raub) and of course I can’t left out this “tin kai mai” (frog meehon), where my colleagues is “sek tou fan cham mei” (wanted to eat again). My hubby also likes it very much. I dare not say the shop I bring them is the famous “tin kai mai” in bentung. This is rather a common food you can find at Bentung. Wait one find day and I will post the photo in my blog.<br /><br />This is the special pre-post to satisfy my colleague who can’t find their way back to that restaurant, thus i hereby draw the map to “Nga Si Si”. I bring them to this restaruant caused the price here is cheaper. most of the restaurant (tai chow - chinese cuisine) at bentung is nice. The “ham yue fa lam poo” at Nga si si used to be very nice. The last time I eat there is not good at all (rated below average, for bentung standard)… hemmmm I couldn’t figure out either is the father or the son did it… recommended you to order steam cat fish as well. It is always fresh… the meat “Tan Nga” especially the “min g tan” and also try the “chui pai tou foo”. And if you want some more, ask the cook for the “la shou hou choi” /signature dish<br /><br />Last but not least there is this home made “hong tou suet/ping” (red bean ice) sell by one of the store at Kampong Perting… I have never seen any similar one sell at some other places, simple preparation that suit my taste. Draw the map to this store? I think this is crazy, you will never find it, and somebody who knows kampong perting will understand. Not many know about this red bean ice, it’s not famous but is in my list of the food that I treasure for. The photo is coming soon. and the map to nga si si, almost kill me. “Nga si si” is open at night, business start from 5:30pm onwards</p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/Ra8g_lpCrpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/M8t_wlgkPmc/s1600-h/Map+Nga+Si+Si.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021268386349493906" style="WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="296" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yPMI5Yk9gk/Ra8g_lpCrpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/M8t_wlgkPmc/s320/Map+Nga+Si+Si.jpg" width="403" border="0" /></a><br /><p></p>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-43586457691466505042007-01-05T14:42:00.000+08:002007-01-05T15:10:53.850+08:00My Secondary School…..Few days ago I bump into a guy in the lift at my condo. He asked “are you from Bentung” I am quite curious. We have short conversation and found out that there are few more units they are from my same hometown. The guy seems like knowing my father!!<br /><br />This morning I saw another neighbor a few floor beneath my unit, and she ask me whether my sister is visiting me on last Monday…. I guess she is one of them from Bentung and then found out that actually her sister is my elder sister and cousin sister classmate. We chit chatting for a while and she was surprised to found out that I actually study at this kampong school…. Ya it seems a bit odd…and its really long story. I think this is my fate!!!! I am very sure I will not me today if I go through the same school with my siblings.<br /><br />I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters and I am the middle one and the only child in my family who ended up in Malay/National School. All my brothers and sisters are Chinese educated. I actually study Chinese syllabus during my kinder garden year. My father is very conservative and I should go to Chinese primary school as well. My parents told me that the school I suppose to go was full. For that particular years, students overwhelming and require early registration as compared to previous year. <br /><br />No story books for me because all the reading material is in Chinese including news paper… I remember my sister got a lots book to read… all the Chinese history book, Chinese chest, philosophy… etc those all belongs to my father and story book especially the “wu shia siau shoa” that I couldn’t understand. Thus Till now I am still not picking up the reading habit but I really wish I owned those nice fairy tales story books with lots of pictures during my chilhood...<br />i still enjoy reading one now and I couldn’t stand those books with lengthy words…sure will fall asleep less than 1 minutes. I love books as long as got a lots of pictures…interior design magazine is my favorite<br /><br />Nothing wrong studying in my primary school. It is around town and has mixed of malay, Indian and Chinese Students. Just the different is I always have no homework compared to my sibling and also I no need to remember the “chen fa biau”. (The time table. 2x2=4 kind of thing)…. I guess I am enjoying my childhood life… no tension, no exam, no study… play only. Believe me, I didn’t remember any exam, oral test or whatsoever until I grow up and look at my report card…..<br />Ohhhh….the english oral test must be the time when the teacher asks me to stand up and readlah and now I understand what is the once a year event where the teacher asking me about my father occupation, where I stay and etc and this is for lisan bahasalah… I really thought they wanna know my family orcare about me :)....... I really have no idea what is oral test during my primary school.<br /><br />Then this is about my secondary school… the unique school located at Malay kampong off the town. hardly find any Chinese there and please imagine lah… I have cultural shock the first day at TAR college… first in my mind… why so many Chinese lah… (basically no malay in TAR) and this is totally the opposite compared to my secondary school …<br /><br />Technically all the students from my primary school should proceed to the designated secondary school around town. Ya!!! But not for me and few other chinese students. I also have no idea who is implementing the student exchange program. Send the chinese student from town to the national school located at Malay kampung and vice versa..thus the malay being exchange to katholic school (still a national school) where majority of the students are chinese… and it only lasted for one year…. We are the first batch and the last batch……study at this kampong school which is isolated to the Chinese people in town. The people studying there are 99.9999% malay and majority of them are from rural area. (Settlement from plantation area under government plan)<br /><br /><br />Yeah….big different……… I don’t have many friends can hang out caused the malays are staying far from town and have different cultural background.. The biggest event is visiting classmate during hari raya.. I am really sua ku one… didn’t really read any news paper during my secondary school…..and life is just contained in a box… my school and home… I can count my chinese friends/school mates with my fingers but we are quite close to each other…no school bus from town caused no crowd..and we will normally take the normal bus and the driver... hate us and will always stop very far away from the bus stop..<br />Other might have choice to choose to study account but my school is really lousy… have no class for accounting, no girl guide or boy scout… and the worse is no class for mother tongue (caused too few students) and we are forced to stay in agama class. (Religion class) but we are allowed do our own thing. Yeah… but my principal is handsome “kwai lou”… don’t play play!!!<br /><br />At first I was thinking… ya just spare me 3 years and after SRP I will go to form 4 back to town…. Dreaming lah…. My school upgraded and start offering science stream for form 4. Lucky me? I am the 2nd batch student and my request for transfer is not approved. @#$%$#@#<br />So sad… but then I say to myself never minelah…. Wait for my form 6 and then I will go back to school at town and study together with my long lost classmate during my primary school…haaaa… in 1988, the education ministry is implementing new policies that only students who have credit in Bahasa Malaysia can proceed to form 6 in government school (including science stream)….whylah wanna do this to me…my worst subject are languages and all the while I didn’t realize the important of it until I start working…<br />I am the top student for 5 consecutive years but doesn’t mean that I am good. I have no idea why I didn’t score well for SRP and SPM. My score have a huge gap compared to my closest competitor. I guess my teachers know me and they have the patient to read my writing… I failed to get credit for Bahasa Malaysia and that’s why I ended up study form 6 at TAR college and experiencing the cultural shock…… why so many Chinese one ahhhhhh and I used to “tuk loi tuk wong” (doing things alone) but of course I have changed so much during my part time study after form six… I learned to be independent, pick up English conversation skill, outspoken and overcome shyness. I am still picking up my social skills… and also my English grammar that I not really good at …<br /><br />I don’t know how am I today if I go to form 6 in government school… and probably I am one of the local university graduates… ya no need to think…very straight forward and just study only.......<br />I faced quite a lot of problems after form 5 ... I lost my direction and in dilemma… indecisive wheter wanna take up fashion, interior, advertising? or continue form 6 or how? Money is an issue and I am very confused. No guidance… The first year in TAR was quite fun. Later the year my father goes to Taiwan to work. I was so down. two of my study kaki transfer back to government school.. Half blaming and keep up giving excuses… and basically can’t adopt to it… late to class everyday… lost in class..busy jot down the notes that I missed out and most of the time can't see from far and occationally miss classes as well.....ya sometime raining, no buses.... and many more excuses... Wasted 2 precious years there….<br /><br />So I always curious when stranger come to me and ask whether I am from Bentung… normally I found out the answers that they know my father, big bro or elder sis. Once they was this con man at pudu raya who told me that he is my schoolmate…"you are from bentung isn’t… you are from that “”school isn’t? ohhh ya no... you are from different class and I used to notice you in school" and etc keep trying and asking me to go for drinks. Hmmm this is not work for me leh. I insisted that I don’t know him and at last he ask me for RM2 for drinks… of course I didn’t give him lah…ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-71095671895995966362007-01-04T11:02:00.001+08:002012-02-03T05:53:38.551+08:00Happy 2007… my lucky year…I believed this year will be my lucky year….yeah hoping for prosperous boar years…<br />CNY coming soon… and boar should be a good sign for me.<br />I remembered the last time I go out celebrating New Year was during the millennium years countdown at KLCC… ohhh boy… it’s was such a long time ago. No wonder I am still thinking that I am 28. Ya I think it is no harm!!! My heart will always be 28.<br /><br />This year no countdown as well but I was with my hubby at his friend house welcoming the new years. It was quite fun…getting to know some new friends, chit chatting… eating and drinking… yeah I found out that I like <a href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Baileys+Irish+Cream">Baileys</a> a lots, a sweet drink that can make me feel goods. Aduh…. I have consistently drinking for a week… like addicted already… I think I shall forget the side effect of the alcohol and keep up this once in a while..<br /><br />I have a good start of 2007. Yeah despite of increased toll rates, believe me… I kena “kau kau” for the saga highway and the karak highway. Daily leh… just saga itself cost me RM3.80… yeah and the weekend trip back to bentung… kau lik<br />Yeah what is so good ya … nothing big but just the feeling being lucky. I went to Genting to see uncle Lim. My first time, gambling on the casino table (playing the tai sei) … yeah although just wining less than RM200 but it’s really give me the umph….<br />I bet 4 times and win all rounds. … got the first two “tai” correct, strike the lucky number 10 and then the last game I also got it correct after last minutes decision to change the bet from “tai” to “sei”.. What next, just cabut lah and hoping this will bring me luck for whole 2007.<br />Yeah why only got so little ya…. After striking the number 10? (Payout 1 to 6) heeee have to offset the money that I lose for the machine lah… not even last for 5 minutes… RM100 gone to the machines…n thus decided to go for table betting.<br /><br />I was giggling when I saw 10 lighten up on the casino table and the rest might think… aiya…sap sui lah… but this is my first bet on number for "tai sei" wor….of course excitedlah. i don't even have a chair to sit ... just throw my chips from far.<br /><br />And of course my lucky feeling is not finish yet, we went for video games after casino. My hubby just loaded in RM30 and after few games seems like pening already… thus we go out and saw the fun fare type of game… I was standing there quite sometime try to figure out the game… the guy also tak layan me… and then I ask him what is all about … what can I get bla… bla…. price if we hit the color hole… I am so blur… look for the nearest hole which is red… tung tung tung… the ping pong hit the middle hole (jingle) which is the big price…. I was so happy… the day on my wedding anniversary and we like bringing back a new family member… tabby the tiger, because my hubby will always say wanna throw my soft toys and how to expect any on the bed… tabby now is on my bed… but aiya.. genting ha… mana ada bagi good quality toy one lah…the material is not nice to hug for sleep but tabby still considered family member lah sitting in my bedroom... very hard to get this status.<br /><br />now is few day after new year but still wanna take this opportunity to wish everyone happy new year. A good ending of 2006 and good beginning of year 2007…..ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-77662753493910175732006-12-28T14:15:00.000+08:002006-12-28T14:24:27.367+08:00Earth Status Report - 2006If the population of the Earth was reduced to that of a small town with 100 people, it would look something like this:<br /><br />57% Asians<br />21% Europeans<br />14% Americans (northern and southern)<br />8% Africans<br /><br /><br />52% women<br />48% men<br /><br /><br />70% coloured-skins<br />30% caucasians<br /><br /><br />89% heterosexuals<br />11% homosexuals<br /><br /><br />6 people would own 59% of the whole world wealth and all of them will be from the United States of America<br />80% would have bad living conditions<br />70% would be uneducated<br />50% underfed<br />1 would die<br />2 would be born<br />1 would have a computer<br />1 (only one) will have higher education<br /><br />When you look at the world from this point of view, you can see there is a real need for solidarity, understanding, patience and education.<br /><br />Also think about the following<br />- This morning, if you woke up healthy, then you are happier than the 1 million people that will not survive next week.<br /><br />If you never suffered a war,<br />the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture,<br />or hunger,<br />you are happier than 500 million people in the world. If you can enter into a church (mosque) without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 million people in the world.<br /><br /><br />If there is a food in your fridge,<br />you have shoes and clothes,<br />you have bed and a roof,<br />you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.<br /><br />If you have bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box,<br />you belong to the 8% of the people on the world, who are well-to-do.<br /><br />If you read this you are blessed because you don't belong to the 200 million people that cannot read.<br /><br />As somebody once said:<br /><br />" - Work as if you don't need money,<br />- Love as if you've never been hurt,<br />- Dance, as if nobody can see you,<br />- Sing, as if no one can hear,<br />- Live, as if the Earth was a heaven."<br /><br />So start living & stop worrying, You don't know how lucky you are!ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-53023382418771999872006-12-20T18:51:00.000+08:002006-12-20T21:30:02.010+08:00Happy Dong Zhi 2006Dong zhi is around the corner. Although Christmas and New year is always celebrate about the same time but to me this is just an ordinary day. I brought up in typical chinese family back ground.. Winter solstice a very important festival and its bring me a lots of sweet childhood memories<br /><br />Dong zhi is actually fall on 22 Dec... and this is the only chinese festival that is fixed on the same date every year.<br />I have this <a href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Tangyuan">Tangyuan</a> in my fridge that I bought from tesco quite sometime ago. As usual, i will keep everything until expired... but this round, the tangyuan is just at the right timing... i don't think i will go shopping this few days... i actually stock-up some frozen foods few weeks back for my dinner caused my hubby is going outstation for 2 weeks.... hehehe I couldn't believe i can skip so many dinners :) or else no more tangyuan...<br />this year dong zhi is on Friday and just a coincident that i will go to my colleague bachelor party. ...hmmmm my hubby got work to do and i think its will be yummy to have it for supper with my hubby after the party<br /><br />Actually i am asking my hubby to celebrate dongzhi almost every year..... hemmmm he brought up in malay kampung...and don't have much feeling about this special festival.<br />For the pass few years, i normally will go to any chinese restaurant and order some special dishes to celebrate the big day but its really "lang ching ching"!!!! and don't really have any "dong jit hei fen" at all.<br />its will never be the same even i am going back to celebrate with my parent nowdays. its just not same but i will keep the good memories in my heart... don't know why, probably just the feeling or the way we see thing is not the same anymore.<br /><br />i really miss this.<br /><ul><li>The smell of jostick, chinese celery and the chinese rice wine for the prayer.. </li><li>The taste of "pak jam kai" and the special dish by my mum... with the warm feeling of eating with the whole families and the treasure of being compete with my siblings for nice foods... </li><li>The feeling of Chinese New Year is coming soon... still can hear my mum telling us " sik chor tong yuen, jau tai yat sui ke la, kuo chor dong jau hou fai kuo lin ke la. meaning we are one year older after we took the tangyuen and CNY is coming soon. i always anxiously waiting for CNY and the feeling is like taking few months to reach the day..really long... counting the days... kids ma nothing to do just counting for the day...but now without realise... 2006 almost finish..and my brain still very fresh about y2k and of course now the feeling of CNY is totally different, you will be "tau han"... if you have to budget for your CNY expenses...but i still treasure and enjoying these special days...</li></ul><p>I would like to wish everyone Happy Dong zhi. eat more "tang yuan" and hope our chinese tradition will preserve and pass-on to the next generation.. </p><p>*******************************************************************************</p><p>The Winter Solstice Festival (<a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(1)" onmouseout="t_o(1)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Chinese+Language">Chinese</a>: 冬至; <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(2)" onmouseout="t_o(2)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Pinyin">Pinyin</a>: dōng zhì; "The Extreme of Winter") is one of the most important festivals celebrated by the Chinese and other East Asians on or around <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(3)" onmouseout="t_o(3)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/December+21">December 21</a> when sunshine is weakest and daylight shortest, i.e. on the day of the <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(4)" onmouseout="t_o(4)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Dongzhi">winter solstice</a> (see also jiéqì). The origins of this festival can be traced back to the Yin and Yang philosophy of balance and harmony in the cosmos. After this celebration, there will be days with longer daylight hours and therefore an increase in positive energy flowing in. The philosophical significance of this is symbolized by the <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(5)" onmouseout="t_o(5)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/I+Ching">I Ching</a> <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(6)" onmouseout="t_o(6)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/hexagram+(I+Ching)">hexagram</a> fù (復, "Returning"). Traditionally, the Dongzhi Festival is also a time for the family to get together. One activity that occurs during these get togethers (especially in the southern parts of China and in <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(7)" onmouseout="t_o(7)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Overseas+Chinese">Chinese communities overseas</a>) is the making and eating of <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(8)" onmouseout="t_o(8)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Tangyuan">Tangyuan</a> (湯圓, as pronounced in <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(9)" onmouseout="t_o(9)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Standard+Cantonese">Cantonese</a>; <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(10)" onmouseout="t_o(10)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Standard+Mandarin">Mandarin</a> <a class="tip" onmouseover="t_i(11)" onmouseout="t_o(11)" href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Pinyin">Pinyin</a>: Tāng Yuán) or balls of glutinuous rice, which symbolize reunion. Tangyuan are made of glutinuous rice flour and sometimes brightly coloured. Every one in the family receives at least one large Tang Yuan and several small ones. The flour balls may be plain or stuffed. They are cooked in a sweet soup or savoury broth with both the ball and the soup/broth served in one bowl.</p><a href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Winter+Solstice+Festival">Source</a>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-1165831012914055202006-12-11T17:52:00.000+08:002006-12-11T18:06:36.683+08:00Being tagged by Patrick again?I like being tagged…..at least I have something to contribute in my blog. This is good caused I do not really need to use my brain to think about the subject.<br />Thanks <a href="http://kcch.blogspot.com/2006/12/tagging.html#links">Patrick</a> to give me another chance to keep up my writing…… I have almost give up.<br /><br />Four things many don’t know:<br />[1] Me<br />[2] Me<br />[3] Me<br />[4] and Me lor...<br /><br />Four movies I can watch over and over:<br />[1] Sum Sei Kun/Siu Lam Jok kao/kung Fu( by Stephen Chow)<br />[2] Bone Collector<br />[3] Mighty Joe Young<br />[4] Mang Kwai Chut Chai (by Jacky Cheung and Hui Kun Ying) you should know by now that i like movie very much...<br /><br />Four places I have lived:<br />[1] Bentung<br />[2] Klang<br />[3] Klang Valley (many places until I lost count)<br />[4] Kajang…haha I have settle here.. so far away..<br /><br />Four TV shows I love:<br />[1] Ripley believes me or not<br />[2] American Funiest Home Video<br />[3] Guiness World Records<br />[4] Phua Chu Khang not bad.... this is the only sitcom i am looking foward to watch<br /><br />Four places I have been on vacation:<br />[1] South Africa<br />[2] China (kwong nam yat tai)<br />[3] Bangkok<br />[4] Siem Reap<br /><br />Four of my favourite foods:<br />[1] Chicken Wing (deep fry I guess is the best… can’t even choose which is the best… chicken wing will do)<br />[2] Pork Ribs (yummy..)<br />[3] sam chang yuk (pork belly with salted fish)<br />[4] Fish paste (yu wat with anything)<br /><br />Four places I’d rather be:<br />[1] pyramid of Egypt<br />[2] Macchu piccu<br />[3] Easter Island<br />[4] Hawaii, Tibet, Mongolia and many mores..4 places where got enough. Basically everywhere under the sun.<br /><br />Currently listening to songs:<br />[1] Mixed english song compilations… hehehe downloadlah all my favorite songs… artist ranging from 70’s till now…<br />[2] Mixed Chinese song… heeeee same same lah… no budget ma<br />[3] Jakie Cheung all the selection.<br />[4] Occasionally listen to chi ching, Kwang liang, hacken and whatever available… anyone wanna share their album. I like wang fei, chang xin je… and of course I like alan and have the CD compilation but my computer CD drive have no sound…<br /><br />Four other people who will be tagged:<br />[1] nobody<br />[2] anybody<br />[3] somebody<br />[4] my buddies heeheeee!!!! Any volunteer?ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-1164708942432636732006-11-28T18:07:00.000+08:002006-11-28T18:15:42.450+08:00Russian Monster<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/626/3725/1600/monster9.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/626/3725/320/monster9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/626/3725/1600/monster5.0.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/626/3725/320/monster5.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/626/3725/1600/monster1.0.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/626/3725/320/monster1.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This creature was found by Russian soldiers on Sakhalin shoreline. Sakhalin area is situated near to Japan, it’s the most eastern part of Russia, almost 5000 miles to East from Moscow (Russia is huge). People don’t know who is it. According to the bones and teeth - it is not a fish. According to its skeleton - it’s not a crocodile or alligator. It has a skin with hair or fur. It has been said that it was taken by Russian special services for in-depth studies, and we are lucky that people who encountered it first made those photos before it was brought away<br /><br />source : <a href="http://www.englishrussia.com/?p=251">http://www.englishrussia.com/?p=251</a>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-1164358400517211762006-11-24T16:50:00.000+08:002006-12-04T16:38:19.920+08:00Siem Reap 01 Nov 06 - 04 Nov 06<strong>Floating vilages at tonle sap, largest lake in Asia</strong><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/212708/DSC04249.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/352101/DSC04249.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/7903/DSC04243.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/214845/DSC04243.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>Life at Tonle Sap</strong><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/703616/DSC04246.jpg"></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/376572/DSC04247.jpg"></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/402943/DSC04246.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/56865/DSC04246.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/669410/DSC04247.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/202896/DSC04247.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />(Top) This family living at the floating village is from vietnam.<br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p><p><p></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Bayon Temple (Influence by Hinduism and Buddhism)</strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/378681/DSC04333.jpg"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></a></strong></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/22193/DSC04333.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/114967/DSC04333.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#000000;">"The smile of Ankor" gigantic Buddha faces facing N, S, E and W on 51 smaller towers <em><strong></strong></em></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#000000;"><em><strong><a 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/438514/DSC04323.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><br /><em><br /></em></em><em><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p></em><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><em><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p></em><p><em></em></p><p><em><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></em></p><p><em></em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a><p></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/541139/DSC04323.jpg"></a></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/651330/DSC04325.jpg"></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/651330/DSC04325.jpg"></a></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/730171/DSC04322.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/819233/DSC04322.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">(Top)Stone images of celestial Apsara dancers</span> </em></p><p><strong>Jewels of Angkor. Banteay Srei represents the most skilled craftsmanship of sand stone carvings </strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/894406/DSC00162.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/602156/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><strong>Ta Prahm. location shoot for Tomb Raider</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/229799/DSC00075.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/60381/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><strong>Cambodian Monk at Angkor Wat</strong> </p><p></p><p></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/680434/DSC04349h.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/462990/DSC04349h.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><strong>Meet the friendly Tourist Monks from Thailand at Angkor Wat. </strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/708195/DSC04400.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/240264/DSC04400.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/818151/DSC00098.jpg"></a></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/176239/DSC00098.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/160625/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><em>The group of monks keep asking me to take pictures together. This taken from my phone camera. They hired a professional photograper to take photo for them...</em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/54185/DSC04421.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/997169/DSC04421.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He paid 1USD for riding the horse to take picture... </span></em><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">hmmm i take the opportunity to add into my collection for</span></em><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"> free. </span></em><p><strong>Bless from buddha!! </strong><strong>Amazingly the dragon fly will stay still until i finish the photo session. can somemore pose it higher lower and close-up </strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/691130/DSC00223.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/887153/DSC00223.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><em>(top)This is the common golden yellow dragon fly that we can find it in malaysia. Also available in red.</em></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/749690/DSC00224.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/507623/DSC00224.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><em>Different species of dragon fly. Clear and yellow at the tip of the wings. I saw another species there that is very nice... the wing is wavy in blue and yellow..have no idea that the dragon fly there like to take pic.. didn't catch and take pictures for that species. what as waste </em></p><p><strong>Sweet and charming cambodian kid selling things around the temple</strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/154760/DSC00197.jpg"></a></strong></p><p></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/293207/DSC00197.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/275731/DSC00197.jpg" border="0" /></a></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/527743/DSC00196.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/704011/DSC00196.jpg" border="0" /></a></em></p><p><em>(Top)The kid is very sweet approaching me to buying things from him. that moment like wanted to hug him and take pictures. Speak english fluently. He replied to me that he is 12 years old.</em> <em>i commmented"are you sure you are 12 years old and how come you are so short. he replied me softly, " i am cambodian, not very tall like you" .... we all laugh!!! caused i am 5'10"... and he is just right below my waist line only<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/20289/DSC04466.jpg"></a></em></p><p><strong>Sunset on the Bakheng Mountain </strong></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/515770/DSC04498.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/382239/DSC04498.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><em>sunset on the Bakheng Mountain</em></p><p><em><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/571544/DSC04536.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/156625/DSC04536.jpg" border="0" /></a></em></p><p><em>Moon at the other corner</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><strong>Daily Life at the heart of Siem Reap City</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/680434/DSC04349h.jpg"></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/517966/DSC04553.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/173201/DSC04553.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><em>Morning market nearby temple at Siem Reap</em></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/101718/DSC04549.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/972309/DSC04549.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><em>Cambodian offering buddha located at the middle of the road junction in Siem Reap city</em> </p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/888782/DSC04556.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/431988/DSC04556.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><em>Buddhist Temple for local people</em></p><p><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/985414/DSC04560.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/205470/DSC04560.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></p><p><em>Creative way to make for living</em></p><p><strong>Insect treasure influence by neighborhood country </strong></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/773/DSC04587.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/374080/DSC04587.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/563911/DSC04586.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/80919/DSC04586.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/1600/544890/DSC04585.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/626/3725/320/885359/DSC04585.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-1164348525627588242006-11-24T13:57:00.000+08:002006-11-24T14:08:45.643+08:00Frustrated with stupid workRecently being busy and most frustrated is to compile the presentation slide that being instructed to change pieces by pieces.<br />i couldn't control my self... really like wanna throw a cake on somebody face<br />have to do everything all over again again and again...<br />from change the color of the pie charts to alignment left or right and then correct the rounding issues and then also to apply color coding to number... all sort of number and principally have to do the changes and then slowly copy and paste back to the presentation slide. still have something after 3 round. Can't the boss look at the things at once and decide..?<br /><br />poor me is this is only the first boss.... and now have to continue to apply the color coding!!!ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33881873.post-1162809969068276312006-11-06T18:35:00.000+08:002006-11-09T18:58:43.316+08:00My 10 Stupid Questions<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Rules</strong></span><br />1. Place a copy of the rules with the not not a meme<br />2. Answer the ten stupid questions of whoever tagged you<br />3. Write ten stupid questions for others to answer<br />4. Tag three people My 10 stupid questions...<br /><br /><br /><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">10 stupid questions by Patrick</span></strong></p><ol><li>You found a aladdin lamp at Port Dickson...<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I will sell it to the person like patrick who believe in such thing… hehehe I will become billionaires</span></li><li>What if some1 come and tell you that u look like a famous actor?<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">You look like afghanistani and that’s is amazing that you actually recognise me. I thought everything has been banned by your gavernment</span></li><li>How you plan to spend your money given?<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Its depends and for sure something not to do with you!!!</span></li><li>When you walk out from the office you found that your<br />car left no tyre.....<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">My car can work without tyre</span></li><li>What did u do when no electric at home?<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Talking to my electrical appliances at home thus they can recover very quickly.</span></li><li>Which country is your favorite country?<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Every corner of the world outside my home country is my favourite</span> </li><li>Why?<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">The moon in foreign coutries is bigger</span>. </li><li>You forgot to bring your hand phone for outting...<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Whats the problem? I am going for outting and not participate in phone talking tournament.</span></li><li>Coffee? Tea? or Me?<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Whats is so difficult? Choose between caffien, tannin and foolish… if you are adventurous!!!<br />choose all at once and plus me.</span> </li><li>dont lie....<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I like to lie on my day bed…….whats wrong?</span> </li></ol><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">My 10 stupid questions</span></strong></p><ol><li>Ah ben look more ham sap or “wong jim” why.</li><li>Whats make the buddhist monks enjoying taking pictures with women. </li><li>Whats your reaction if Micheal jackson propose to you? </li><li>What is the functions of the tail of a cow</li><li>Why can’t bats sleep stand straight instead of upside down.</li><li>Why superman wearing red panties from outside?. I think silver is cool.</li><li>If an allien(ET) approach you and want to bring you to stay in their planet. How do you reject him/her.</li><li>If the theory of reborn is true and you can choose your next life? what you wanna be and why.</li><li>why human being have hair covered up the head? and whats the different comparing to somebody that is bald (other than Physically appearance)</li><li>If god granted you for a wish. what is your wish</li></ol><p>Whats next? No such rules that I cannot tag back the person that already participating in this isn’t… kekekeke. Hope you have funs or anybody can think of good answers.. please just comment. </p><ul><li><a href="http://kcch.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">patric</a></li><li><a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">sming</a> </li></ul>ctchiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201338349135706494noreply@blogger.com8