Bipolars

I've been sentimental for the past two days. It especially tickled me when I looked through the gathering pictures in one of my classmates Facebook. I've once again succumbed to the glum feeling again, which reminisced me about the not-so-pleasure past. Rationally, I KNOW I shouldn't have think that way. But by and large, this is what we called HUMANS anyways. Mammals with inexplicable feelings and emotion.

Scenes which I've been left out all the time floated. The time where I hardly found my own value and dignity appeared in my mind. Following that, FEAR came. Fearing that I'll be plunge into the same situation; fearing eventually I'll be a forgotten person; fearing that I'll have to go through that hideous moment again.

Nevertheless, with ALL I've gone through all the while, it does make me a stronger person. The negative feelings will not dwell within me. It will just whizzed. Life have to move on afterall.

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Strawberry Flavour ??Collection

Open your eyes wide, these are also from Meiji. Chocolate with Green Tea Flavour, Vanilla Flavour, and Wine Flavour I guess?!

Dubbed as being the chocolate and liquor paradise, the above picture was taken in a duty free shop in Labuan. The unique status of the island has prompt the shop to be a prominent feature there. Just if the administration side had an incredible foresight and openness, I would have help them to promote. =/

Hey there Tong Xiang de...this is especially for your eye-feasting. (wondering if the food still considered as your favourite?!) I had wanted to shot the Ferrero Rocher pagoda, but was foiled to that after taking pics of these Meiji. Hope you like it.=)

Sequel~~

I never ever think that studying overseas will be a monumental task, even with the prelude part. I’m proven wrong. This morning, I called the visa application centre to check if my visa has been approved, and the answer was: THEY DID NOT HAVE THE PREROGRATIVE TO TELL. The answer I desperately need to know will ONLY be revealed upon collection. Walah…there’s it. Much more frustrating, the internet hasn’t resumed yet.

There’s much more of depressing things going on besides the sloppy service of Streamyx. One thing I’m dubious about myself is how far my English has fared. The other day, Koko (my big brother) said that I’m using better wordings than his when he chatted with me online, but it appears that I’m still grappling with my vocabulary. The new wordings hardly pinned on my head, which I haven’t found a decent explanation and solution for it. I’m fret and apprehensive.

However, there was still the hilarious part in life which served as a condiment. Last Saturday, I went to a dinner where it was to celebrate the birthday of a centenarian. It was cute from how people had acted. I was referring mainly to my third aunty, whom really had amused me that night. The ‘zhong yi’ had earlier warned her about her diets, where prawns, crabs, squids (those with high cholesterol) were restricted. That night, prawns were in the inclusion of appetizer. Erm...I can’t say the advice was fallen on a deaf ear, because my cute aunty reacted by chanting the advice while eating. Then after the prawns had reached her stomach to be digested, she was some sort of conciliating and justifying her act by mustering:” I rarely ate this; it’s so OK once in a while.” This wasn’t the end of it. She is so pure and straight to her words which are always the point of laughter. Recalling that night, I’m chuckling now. =)

Second thing which was worth to mention that night—the dishes served. I was agape when the ‘yu piao’ was served on the desk. Moreover, unlike the conventional Malaysian Chinese dinner, they served steamed fish. (Usually they served Assam fish or fried fish to conceal the smell of stale). As for dessert, red bean soup was served instead of that gravy sago. Fruits were given as well, in an impressive way, where the plate was studded with local fruits comprising of mangoes, honey-dew, papaya, and watermelon. Attention please, the fruits were M in size rather than an XS one.

After the dessert section, of course it was time to go. =)

Walking the Visa Way

Time just flees unconscientiously. It’s Friday again, 2 days after I went back from my adventurous KL trip. I barely describe a trip as adventurous, especially to a place where I’ve been several times. But I guess sometime a meaningful trip just depends on the purpose of your trip and who is your companion. In this case, Daddy was mine.

So allow me to elaborate a little bit here. I went there mainly for the submission of visa application and it appeared to be a fussy one. Firstly, the security was relentless and ONLY the applicant was allowed to go into the visa office which meant Dad was banned outside instead of assisting me in the process. Nevertheless, the appointed officer was a cute one. Cute enough I would say. Then after completed the submission procedure, we went to acquire the certificate of Good of Conduct. This was the beginning of the adventure compounded with challenge. The application form needed the declaration of people with certain specific criteria to be completed. The first one, a commissioner of oath. It still appeared vividly in my mind how Daddy and I walking around the streets in Petaling Jaya looking for a lawyer with the title. Appallingly, we failed in the first mission. Dad then came up with a solution in finding one of his friends working as a civil servant. Mercifully, we got him on time where he asked his phenomenal boss to lend a helping hand. I seldom give credits to others especially in the form of ‘phenomenal’( instead of competent or good) but the boss was incredibly young for his post. Man, he was just 8 years older than me and yet he was holding a magistrate title?! On top of that, he was really good-looking. =)

Eventually, we completed the monumental task and I was totally racked on Monday.(07/07/08) The other adventurous side was on the method of commuting from one place to another. Unlike the last trip in March, we travelled more by public transportation. Literally, LRT and bus. I could say the only method to experience the real culture and tradition of one country is to walk into the life of the grassroots. Along the journey, I’d seen people from all walks of life, There were housewives, students, elderly, Indian, Malays; whatever you can named it. For me, it was a window opening the faces of Malaysia.
There were actually lots more to share. Nonetheless, the poor and deplorable internet service dampened my ‘omph’. They stopped the service in my house area for nearly 2 weeks in the name of interruption yet receiving fees blatantly. What A SHAME!!!!

Bland Day

I’m SO in the mood of blogging, since yesterday, but walah, besides from the adage “The World is Unfair”, things always run in the indecent timing. The internet connection has failed again. AGAIN!!!!!

I really should resent the telecommunication company for the downright poor service. In Malaysia, I really feel doubt about the fact we can buy ANYTHING with money. We did PAID for it, but WHERE’S the service we deserved????? 5 question marks for it. 13 years ahead in achieving the status of “developed country”? What I foresee now is that I will say “I FEEL SO SORRY” by then.

Asked what have trigger my ‘blogging’ nerves, I would say that the articles which had been posted in NST yesterday. There was a couple of interesting topic or issue they had brought out. One of them: WE CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT INTERNET. In some sense, THAT IS SO TRUE. My life indeed has been miserable living without it. One of the factors which prompted me to choose living in the rural instead of the urban was I get to use my OWN computer on my FREE WILL, averting the hassle to squat on the floor and getting severe numbness throughout my lower limbs when I got up.

Secondly, it’s the Tech section where it had published the wonderment of blogging. It is said to improve the language skills, the way of expression and sharing. Yeah, I totally look eye on eye with that. Reasons? I get to know my spelling mistakes by blogging in BlogSpot, not an impeccable but good enough teacher whom will correct me in some ways and listen to me always.

Pros come with cons; good comes with bad; so I’m going to tell what have discouraged me to continue this wonderful thing on a daily basis. Lack of pictures I will say. I can’t stand looking at a blog with myriad of black words without any eye-feasting art to look at. That was really frustrated. Secondly, expression especially in English equalize to painstaking task for me once. I’m too ambitious to show the world my so-called World Class English and walah, I tripped. Fortunately, I got up by myself, which I always do. Erm…maybe I should attributed a part to an adorable friend of mine, whom had given me some good advice and the other, a lifeless commodity in our everyday life, the NST newspaper.

Jumping to other topics which usually catch the attention of most of the gals in my age, the enviable svelte figure most Hollywood celebrity has. I’m not teaching bout diet here, nor sharing my recent decision on changing my eating style, but just to express my envious towards the body of those stars, particularly Eva Longoria from Desperate Housewives. I didn’t realize when it was where I have became the fan of this drama series, but the storyline really capture my heart. I just know that it all started with a word: BOREDOM on a Monday morning. Switching to the body part again, the scene where Gaby Solis (Eva) sleeping with a man just couldn’t wiped off in my mind. Her body even made me horny! And the point is: she is not that tall either!! Impressive. The other series I had discovered out of boredom was House. His sarcastic character gleamed that whole drama.

The conclusion: Bland life isn’t that bad after all.