Perak Land of Grace

24 hours a day is not enough

2009-06-02T17:11:00.003+08:00

I feel so guilty for neglecting my blog for so long. I always wanted to drop by and post up some short note but I wasn’t able to do go. There are tones of work to be done and 24 hours a day is not enough. My daily timetable will be like this:

7am - 8am: Get up and get ready to work

8am - 8.30am: On the road traveling to work

8.30am – 5pm: Reached off and will be facing the computer the whole day. (No wonder my eyesight is getting worse)

5pm – 5.30pm: Get ready and drive to polo ground for evening walk or jog

5.30pm – 6.30pm: Exercise time

6.30pm – 7.30pm: Dance class on Tuesday and Thursday. Others day will continue to jog for another hour

7.30pm – 8.00pm: On the road driving back home

8.00pm – 9.30pm: Entertainment and dinner time. (Sitting in front of TV)

9.30pm – 10.00pm: Shower time

10.00pm – 11.00pm: Tidy room, dry hair and bf reporting time. Lastly, nunu (sleep) at 11pm.

See, where got enough time lar!!!!

I used to have some spare time in my office to blog but now I hardly have time to do so. I have been given more and more task to do and I have been finding time to finish it on time. Well, there are things which have been pending for 5 months already and yet I haven’t made my first move to do it. Over time is absolutely out of question unless it is urgent! I prefer to burn up the time for my private use. (Selfish people) Anyhow, I have already organized my work for this month and will be completing the pending work this month end. It’s regarding some government matter; have to force myself to do lar!! I don’t want my company to ‘kena saman’ also.

Sigh~~!! Work , work and work….. All my life is dedicated to work…….

NO WORK = NO MONEY

The smell of rain

2009-05-09T10:40:00.004+08:00

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. "I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could.

"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one".

Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away

But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.

At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked,

"Do you smell that?"

Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied,

"Yes, it smells like rain."

Dana closed her eyes and again asked,

"Do you smell that?"

Once again, her mother replied,

"Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."

Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,

"No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."

Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

My lunch for the week

2009-04-21T16:33:00.009+08:00

I used to bring my own lunch to work instead of going out under the hot sun to hunt for food. Mummy prepares my lunch everyday and each day I will have some special menu. And of course, the menu can be preordered. Haha~!!! Okay, here’s what my mummy prepared for me for last week.

Monday:

"Siew Yuk" (roast pork) with cucumber

Fried pumpkin

Apple and grapes

Tuesday:

Grilled pork liver

Vegetable

Apple and grapes

Wednesday:

Fried tumeric chicken

Vegetable

2 apples

Thurday:

Same menu as Wednesday

Friday:

Fried fish

Fried brinjal with sweet beans

2 apples

Saturday:

Fish fillet

Vegetable

2 apples

F~!@~#%^ this shit

2009-04-09T13:43:00.002+08:00

My bf changes his hand phone after I posted my blog yesterday. This makes me really mad coz he is really wasting money on a gadget which is used to say ‘hello’ and ‘bye’. He dumped his Nokia N81 to got hooked up with Nokia 5800 with touch screen. Frankly, how many of you people fully utilize all the functions on your HP? Even if your hp comes with wifi function, how many of you go online and read from that idiotic small screen? I used my hp only for communication and snapping picture. I really forget what game is available in my phone coz I hardly (or I can say never) play games on hp.

I’ve know my bf for almost 2 years and I have lost count on how many hand phones he has changed. From Sony Ericsson, Samsung, Nokia….. ‘ayam brand’ (China brand) …whatever in the market…you name it. I think he changes his hand phone at average of 4 – 6 months once. Every time he changes his hp he will definitely get lectures from me. Nokia 5800 is worth about RM 1300 in the market. Anyhow he trade in his N81 and top up a few hundreds to own that. That few hundreds can be used up to pay for my monthly car installment or to pay up my study loan or to pay for my course fee. Few hundreds really means a lot to me as I hardly have a money left to save each month due to my heavy debt…..Fuck this!.....I hate to be on debts.

All these while, I am helping him to save more by cutting down on our expenses on dining and entertaining. We don’t used to go movies that often. We seldom dine at fancy restaurant. Even if we do, I will always make sure that I ordered something that is not so expensive. Why should I sacrifice myself while he can enjoy it? No way….. Well from now on, I’ll make sure I’ll pick the most expensive menu available. Ask him to pay for the things I wanted buy. I’ll also make sure that his money will be invested in my wardrobe and shoes. Teach him a lesson…….

Here’s the lecturing conversation he had yesterday.

Me: What are you doing?
He: I am playing with my phone.
Me: Phone?
He: Yes, I’ve change my phone. It’s 5800.
Me: What? You’ve change your hp again?
He: No lah. I just trade in my old one.
Me: How much does it cost?
He: RM 1300 but I only top up a few hundreds.
Me: Fuck you! (Started grumbling and scolding)

Later on….

He: If you like it I can exchange it with you after 2 months.
Me: I don’t want. Every time you handed over 2nd hand things to me. If you want to give me a hand phone, make sure it’s brand new. I don’t like 2nd hand items. Then if like that you see me tomorrow and we exchange the phone. (Purposely say that. I am not interested with the phone actually). You are changing hand phone as frequent as you change your shirt. Why not you change your gf as frequent as you change you hand phone too?
He: I don’t want change gf. You really want the phone ah? (With a very reluctant tone)
Me: Yes. You know me well. I am not that sort of good good gf that you can bully. I treated you bad. I like to nag at you and you hate people nagging. Then why you still want me?
He: (Blah blah whatever shit that I don’t even bother to listen)
Me: You know something; I will poison your arowana to death if you make me angry no matter how much your arowana worth.
He: Why must you be like that?
Me: Coz I like to take away the things that you like. It’s like I take away your hp and your fish. I hate you treasure other things more than me. (Oh yes, I am selfish)

EVIL ME…..

Now everybody………curse me!

All the argument started just because of that stupid phone. Don’t worry. This is not the first time argument. As I have told you…I lost count on how many times he changed his phone and the argument will repeat again and again like a tape recorder.

Difference between "Wife" and "Girlfriend"

2009-04-08T12:27:00.002+08:00

Some people say:

Wife is a HARIMAU ...............

Girlfriend is HARI HARI MAU

And some say:

Wife is like TV,

Girlfriend is like Handphone (HP)

At home watch TV, Go out bring HP.

No money, sell TV. Got money change HP.

Sometimes enjoy TV but most of the time play with HP.

TV free for life but HP, if you don't pay, the services will be terminated.

TV is big, bulky and most of the time old but HP, is cute, slim, curvy and very portable at any time.

Operational cost for TV is often acceptable but for HP is high and often demanding.

Most Important, TV got remote but HP doesn't have.

Last but not least....... TV do not have virus but HP have VIRUS....

Once get it, HABIS LAH. So better choose TV lah!

Fun to be MALAYSIAN!

2009-03-21T09:58:00.003+08:00

This is a forwarded email from Lord Asmodeus. It's so funny...

NATIONAL EXCUSE FOR HAIR LOSS: Maggi Mee

NATIONAL EXCUSE FOR BEING LATE: Traffic Jam

NATIONAL CONDOM: None. Most Malaysians still feel embarrassed buying condoms. So they rush into a 7-11, hurriedly grab the nearest pack, any pack, pay and leave before the cashier can even blink an eye.

NATIONAL FRUIT FOR INDUCING MENSTRUATION: Pineapple

NATIONAL APHRODISIAC DRINK: Stout. Many swear by it. But after a few pints they start swearing at everything...

NATIONAL FAKE ILLNESS FOR GETTING MC (MEN): Food Poisoning.

NATIONAL FAKE ILLNESS FOR GETTING MC (WOMEN): Menstrual Pain

NATIONAL EXCUSES GIVEN BY WOMEN WHEN REFUSING SEX: Headache, kids not asleep, maid not asleep, mother-in-law around, early appointment, period, haven't removed make-up, haven't had a shower, no water supply, going to watch 'Desperate Housewives', depressed, no mood, etc...

NATIONAL EXCUSES GIVEN BY MEN WHEN REFUSING SEX: None. Malaysian men never refuse sex. (oh ya??)

NATIONAL CURE FOR HEADACHES: Panadol. The 'cure for all'. If it fails we have another secret weapon; Tiger Balm.

NATIONAL CURE FOR DIZZINESS: Minyak Angin Cap Kapak.

NATIONAL CAUSE OF DIZZINESS (FOR YUPPIES): Happy Hours.

NATIONAL INSTANT CURE FOR DIZZINESS (FOR YUPPIES): The sight of a police roadblock.

NATIONAL RUBBISH DUMP: Anywhere. As long as it is not your house.

NATIONAL MOST MIS-PRONOUNCED NAME: Carrefour. Sometimes even pronounced as Carry 4! On second thought, why bother pronouncing stupid French brands like Peugeot, Renault or Citroen correctly. I think it sounds better,when the local mechanics say 'Pew Jeot'. When I was in school, Milo was always 'MeeLo', now that I'm sophisticated, I say 'My Lo'. So don't be embarrassed saying 'Carry 4' when the Mat Sallehs shamelessly pronounce orang utan as 'rangootan'.

NATIONAL ROADSIDE DISTRACTION: The Bra-less Tourist. See how heads turn and traffic slows down when a bra-less Mat Salleh backpacker goes 'bouncing' about on the streets. haha...

L.O.V.E

2009-03-18T09:09:00.006+08:00

I kept this reading material in my grey file for 4 years and would like to bring it out to share with you guys.

When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost.

What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not part of it.

Everything happens for the best. If the person you love doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again, for you’ll never know unless you give it a try. You'll never love a person you love unless you risk for love.

Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you don't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time. Though the hurting is still there to test you, to help you grow. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love because you don't force yourself to fall. You just fall. You cannot finish a book without closing it's chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.

Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time.

To love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is risk nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose true self, to love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define love: fall but do not stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain.

Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength.

But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom who they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for that there were the things that helped you grow.

Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you'll experience the fullness of humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart.

Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to cry, if you're not ready to take the risk, if you're not ready to feel the pain, then you're not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love because every time we do, we get hurt, then I figured that's why it's called falling in love.

Hidden memories

2009-03-17T16:13:00.013+08:00

One month ago, I was clearing up my stuff to prepare myself for class again. The school bag, the stationeries, the files and whatever I need to bring to class. I took out a grey file which was left inside my storage box for quite some time until I forget that I have such file in it. The file was given to me by someone I once loved dearly. Inside the file, it contains newspaper cutting, A4 colour papers, printed stuff from the internet, few sheets of love quotes and the most memorable thing is his hand print. It is nice to recall the memories when you have forgotten everything and you found it by surprise.

There are stories lies behind the pieces of colour papers. The colour papers was cut into small pieces and folded into heart shape. Each heart has a love quote which I downloaded from the internet or my personal note for him. I was supposed to give him as a present but I didn’t manage to fill up the glass jar. It is left undone after we parted our own ways.

I picked up the first piece of heart and it is written:

I cannot predict the future
I cannot change the past
I have just the present moment
I must treat it as my last

I picked up another heart which is his favourite colour; green. It is written:

You are my prince charming 23/11/04

(Oh yes! He is indeed very good looking)

Wow, another surprise, I was dated back in year 2004. It has been past 4 years and I didn’t manage to fill up the jar. Oh well, everything is a past now. I’ll just keep the change as my memories.

Kan Yin & Sook Mei Wedding

2009-03-16T16:45:00.006+08:00

15th Feb were Kan Yin and Sook Mei wedding day. Kan Yin is my bf ex classmate in high school. I never know Kan Yin real name until the day I receive his wedding invitation. All these while, we call him by his nickname ‘Monkey’.

The wedding ceremony starts at 10.00am. Lyann and I were at Sook Mei’s house to help out but there were nothing much we can do as most things are ready. Furthermore, we are not very sure of the Chinese customary wedding. I guess both of us are there to wait for the ‘ang pau’ (red packets) only. Well, for sure I don’t get things for free. I helped out by taking pictures of them. At the end of the day, I took almost 300 snaps of them including the relatives. Both ‘Monkey’ and Sook Mei comes from big family. They have quite a number of relatives attended the tea ceremony and I took every picture of them. That was a torture coz I will be taking the pictures at the same position, same corner and the same background. That is boring…..

I am RM 50 richer after the wedding but this money was used up giving ‘ang pau’ back to them again for the dinner and I do top up a bit more. Well, there is no free meal this time. I wonder why the Chinese has such customs that expect people to give ‘ang pau’. If we were to pay for our own meal, I might as well go dine outside which is cheaper than giving ‘ang pau’ lah. This is what I hate about the Chinese despite being a Chinese myself.

The wedding dinner was held at Tai Thong Restaurant next to Heritage Hotel. I am back to this place again after the Valentine celebration. I love the decoration. I fell in love with the balloons. The menu for the dinner is okay. It is not as good as I expected. At the end of the dinner, I grab 1 balloon home. Happily I walked out of the restaurant like a 5 year old kid.

Polo Café, Heritage Hotel (Valentine Menu)

2009-03-05T14:10:00.005+08:00

Heritage Hotel offered Valentine packages each year. I went there for my last year Valentine’s celebration. I had steak as the main course but it does not taste good. The meat kind of tough and it’s already cold when it is served.

As for this year Valentine’s, I ordered grilled salmon. It tasted so much better than the steak I had last year. The food is still warm as it is freshly prepared or maybe they reheat it with microwave. Anyhow, they did try to make the food looks fresh. The packages for this year is cheaper compared to last year. It is RM 98 for two people instead of RM 76 per person last year. Of course the menu changes according to its price. We had red wine for last year but this year we had sparkling juice which u can get it below RM 10 from the supermarket.

All we enjoyed is definitely the ambience and the services they offered. It is nice when there are people who will serve you like a ‘princess’. All you need to do is sit and eat. Haha……

Overall Rating: 8/10

Grilled salmon fish

The dessert is a mousse chocolate image of a swan

Little green leaves - Part 2

2009-02-26T08:52:00.003+08:00

My little plant in office is still alive and going strong. The jelly has faded in colours. Mum told me that if the jelly looks clear, it means that the jelly no longer contain nutrient for the plant and I need to change it. I don’t know how true her statement is but it sounds logic. I might bring the plant home and plant it with soil coz planting with jelly takes a long period to grow. Wait until I get bored of looking at it!

My Valentine

2009-02-25T08:49:00.006+08:00

I had a great Valentine this year. I got surprises from my bf, KK. I never expected all this coz he never mentioned about it. All these while I thought that we will be attending his friend bachelor’s party (pre-wedding party) which coincidence falls on the same day as Valentine’s.

I had told KK before not to buy flowers for me on Valentine’s as it will cost a lot. I suggested to him to buy it on my birthday which will be much cheaper. Anyhow, I do receive a bouquet on Valentine Eve as I took day off on Valentine’s Day to process some registration for my part time studies. My last minute decision to take day off gives trouble to KK to arrange the delivery again.

Here’s the drama begins. I received a call in the morning from a stranger asking for my office address. I was reluctant to give my location because the person on the line never introduces himself at the first place. I asked for his identity and he informs me that he is representing a gift shop to deliver something. Ooooohhhh! Then I know it must be flowers. Well, I don’t expect my bf to send it and I started to guess who will be sending me flowers. Secret admirers???

Okay, the delivery man calls me to pick up the flowers as soon as he arrived in front of my office. He is a taxi driver which was catered all the way from Pasir Putih to deliver flowers to my office in Bercham. That is not a short distance. The delivery cost is RM 20 which later I found out from my bf but this cost was covered by the florist.

Tadaaaaaa…..this is my bouquet for this year Valentine….

Compared to my last year bouquet

Comes to Valentine dinner, it is also a surprise. KK call me up asking me to get ready for dinner at 7pm.

KK: Ei, remember to get ready for dinner at 7pm. (wtf, KK never calls my name on the phone neither he have any sweet names for me like sweetie, honey, or darling. He will normally answer my phone call with ‘yes’)
Me: Okay
KK: Do you know where are we going?
Me: Isn’t that we are going to have free meal at your friend’s bachelor party? I know you don’t plan to spend money for Valentine dinner.
KK: No, I am bringing you to Heritage Hotel Valentine’s dinner.
Me: Have you bought the tickets?
KK: Yes. Lyann (my housemate) bought it on my behalf. They (which mean Lyann and her bf) are joining us.
Me: Why didn’t you tell me so?
KK: That is what you call surprise.

By 6 pm, Lyann and I is busy getting ready for our Valentine’s double date. Haha!

Later on, KK arrived at my house followed by Lyann bf and we headed to Heritage Hotel for the dinner.

After dinner we attended the bachelor’s party till midnight.

First day of class

2009-02-24T08:48:00.003+08:00

I went for my first class for ACCA paper P2 last Friday. I arrived quite early and headed to my classroom in level 2 alone but there are some students who left their bags in the room. Suddenly, a girl stepped in to the room to collect her bag and informs me that we are in the wrong room. Somebody change the venue table which was put up at the ground floor nearby the lift.

Both of us headed to the right venue at level 1. I made friend with her. She is a 20 years old full time student and did not make it through the exam and is repeating the paper. I started to get worried whether I would be able to pass it or not. It seems like it is so hard to pass. Even a full time student like her found it tough to pass than what about a part time student like me who needs to juggle between work and studies? I plan to take 3 papers this coming December exam before proceeding to the final 2 but I think I’ve change my mind now. I will take 1 subject first. Further more, due to my late registration, I have missed a few lectures for this paper.

The lecturer, Mr. Tham, handed over some notes to the students. He later started the lecture by continuing from where he last ended. Okay, it was about deferred tax. I was in full alert or maybe I was too excited to be a student again. 10 minutes later, my mind started flying to another space. I could not catch up with his lecture. Frankly, I only can capture 10% of his 3 hours lecture. It had been 5 years since I left uni. I could not remember a single thing I’ve studied neither I have applied any of those in my work. Tell me, how many of you can remember the notes 5 years after the last exam? When I was in uni, most of my classmates could not remember what was being taught in the last semester after coming back from 3 weeks break. Well, I am the worst; I forget everything after my exam. Kill me! I guess I have put extra effort by digging out all my uni notes which I still kept in carton box. Now I found it useful. Luckily that I did not throw it away for recycle! Well, my dad kept it for me actually. He always tells me that the carton box worth 64K – the amount of my study loan.

My lecturer is a funny man. He tried to make jokes so that he will not bore us with his lecture. He talks very fast. He pronounces ‘probability’ as ‘probilty”; ‘possible’ as ‘possble’. At one time, he mentioned about the new president of America, Barack Obama but he wrongly called him Barack Osama. Perhaps he got mistaken Barack Obama with Osama bin Laden. I guess he needs to lower his speed of talking.

I am still very excited with class and being a student again. I don’t know when I will get bored. Maybe on this week class. :-P

I am still alive!

2009-02-23T09:05:00.002+08:00

And finally I am able to steal some time to update my blog. I miss my blog so much but due to my current additional job responsibilities, I hardly have time to write anything. Chinese New Year is over, so does Valentine. I had a great Valentine celebration and shall blog it out fully later. I have registered myself for part time study for ACCA. The ACCA syllabus had change. We can now sit for the final papers one by one. I have 5 more papers to go and would probably takes 2 years time to complete provided that I do not fail any of the papers. Thanks to my dad who is willing to sponsor my ACCA registration, membership, exemption and exam fee amounted up to £992 (RM 5,258 @ rate of 5.3). Others tuition fees are self sponsor which amounted to 3.5K + +. Well, qualifying with ACCA is not relevant to my current work scope as I am majoring in costing now. Anyhow, I believe that it will be useful in the near future. I will just take it as another challenge for me. It will definitely be fun to be a student again.

I’ve started to jog lately to shed some pounds. My exercise schedule will be like this:

Monday – Jogging
Tuesday – Belly dance class
Wednesday – Jogging
Thurday – Fusion Pop dance class
Friday – Off day

It seems like my schedule is so pack with activities. Yeah! I am more active now or else I will be short of breath after climbing a few steps of stairs. I have never really jog in my life except for the PJ (Pendidikan Jasmani) test where we need to run 5 rounds around our school field. That was ages back. The last time I went for that test is when I was in Form 5…..ermmmmmm…that would be 10 years back. Even if I don’t jog, I love walking in the park. It is great after long hours of work I can relax myself at the park enjoying the peaceful scenery. I have a colleague to tag along or sometimes I enjoy my time alone.

That’s all for the updates. Just to inform that I am still alive and kicking. :-P . Catch up later.

Time to study

2009-01-23T15:14:00.004+08:00

For the past few days I have been thinking of continuing my studies. It’s either to pursue my MBA or professional certificates. I kinda get cold feet when the word ‘exam’ comes across my mind. You know, it had been ages since I last sat for my exam paper. I wasn’t a smart student. I just passed my degree with CGPA less than 3. Ooooh yeah, I still dare to tell the whole world. Why not when that is the fact? I hardly do my tutorials or homework. I only spend time studying during the study week which is 2 weeks prior the exam. Even that, I do hang out a lot during the study week. When I got so tired of studying, I just grab my bag and headed to the nearby swimming pool and go for a swim. How to expect me to pass with flying colours? Not failing and extending my course is considered very good news. Still, I am able to grad in 4 years time. I could have done better if I study harder but I never regretted with my results as I really enjoyed my 4 years in uni.

4.5 years down the road after my graduation, now I am ready for another challenge. I wanna go back to ‘school’. I would like to achieve higher education level coz degree does not worth anything now a days. There are so many degree graduates. Any Tom, Dick and Harry have a degree. During my parent’s time, having a diploma is considered highly educated and now employer only looking for degree graduate. Imagine 15 years from now there will be even more degree graduates. In a recent survey published in newspaper, more students opted to further until Master level. If 15 years later happened another economic tsunami and got retrench, how are we going to get a job when we are already old? There will be a keen competition with the youngster to secure a job in the market. Definitely, employer will prefer younger candidates.

As I mentioned I have few choices of furthering my studies.

1) MBA
2) ACCA
3) CIMA
4) MIA

I couldn’t make up my mind on which program to choose. The easiest way is to take the MIA Qualifying Examinations which consist of 4 papers and registered myself as a member and called myself as an accountant. But I guess everybody can use this shortcut as well. Then, there will be tonnes of accountants in the market.

Secondly, I can take up CIMA since that I am majoring in costing now. A total of 5 papers to go.

Third, I can crack my head doing ACCA consist of 5 papers which the final 3 papers must be taken all together. Failing one of those require me to sit for all the 3 papers again. Wtf!

Lastly, I can take my own sweet time to finish MBA.

Okay, I have the desire to study but what about the cost? I do not come cheap. ACCA and CIMA papers were calculated in Britain pound. Since the exchange rate is at the lowest now, it is the best time to register. It will probably take up to 10K to finish the whole course including other tuition fees. MBA program will come up with the same amount as well. The cheapest is MIA QE (Malaysia Institute of Accountant Qualifying Examination).

Well, 10K really cost a lot for me as I have already incurred quite an amount of debt on top of my name. I have taken up 64K loan from PTPTN for my studies. Yes, it’s 64K, an amount which can get a low cost house. Further more I have taken up another 30K for my car loan 2.5 years ago. At age of 24 (2 years ago), I have almost 100K of debt on my hand. F$#@!#K this! Now I am working hard to pay off all my loans and yet I still wish to spend another 10K for my studies. Does it really worth it?

The problem now is not whether it is worth it or not? It is the matter whether I can afford it or not? I couldn’t save much from my current earnings as most of it was used up to pay off loans. I do not wish to use my parent’s money as they are already retired. It’s better to let them keep their own savings and enjoy it themselves after many years of hard work. Anyhow, I’ll just leave this problem behind.

Anyone can suggest me what course should I go for?

Restoran MP (Moven Peak)

2009-01-17T11:45:00.006+08:00

Moven Peak is one of the famous restaurants in Ipoh. It started out at Greentown area which serves oriental and western cuisine and also steamboat. They also have another outlet at Ipoh Parade serving steamboat in kaiten belt like those in Sushi King. It’s definitely something new for a kampung girl like me. I normally see kaiten belt only at Japanese restaurant but seeing a kaiten belt at a steamboat restaurant is something extraordinary.

Each seat of the restaurant has a hole on the table. There’s an induction cooker underneath the hole and each person will have a pot of soup of their own choice. Then they can start pick whatever serves on the kaiten belt and each plate will charge accordingly to its plate colour. They can also order set menu if picking up from the kaiten belt seems troublesome for them.

I have been to Moven Peak for a quite number of times coz Ipoh Parade does not have much choices of eatery outlet. Dining here is good as I need not to wait for the food to be cooked. I can have my food instantly.

My first time experience here is good as the shop is still new. Few months down the road, I tend to go lesser and lesser as I found out that the rate of cleanliness begins to drop. The utensils are dirty with stains. I once found that an excess piece of food dried up and sticking on its spoon. The stainless steel pots which serve the soup have crack lines. (I also wonder how they can crack a steel pot…*scratch head*) Other than that, the portions of food they serve tend to reduce in it sizes. They serve chicken skin and fats instead of chicken meat which makes the portion looks bigger. Wtf. When I complain about the food, they did not take any action on it.

So, for those who like to visit Moven Peak, please check all the utensils before you use them especially the bowl, cup and the chopstick.

Location: Ipoh Parade, Ground Floor

Overall Rating: 5/10

P & C Fashion

2009-01-13T15:44:00.003+08:00

I went for clothes hunting before Christmas. Getting new clothes is really hard for me as I tend to have bigger frames than any other average size girls. Okay let’s just say I am fat or chubby. I have broad shoulders and more than 30 inches of waist line. Sucks! Dieting has never crossed my mind as I believe exercising does the best in maintaining body weight.

Ipoh has opened a new shopping complex which is the Glamour Square at Bercham. I went there just to check out the new place but I ended up disappointed coz the place is so quiet. Most of the lots are not occupied. I ended up walking into a boutique which is one of the 2 boutique opened there. I saw this pretty dress which attracts my attention due to its bright colour. I went on and tried it but it does not fit my size. I wondered why the hell that all boutiques selling only small size clothes. Plus size people like me also need to get pretty dresses.

The promoter offer to alter the dress according to my size and persuade me to get it but I was reluctant due to its price. For a calculative person like me, I think that dress does not worth the value. Well, I guess my job really teaches me to be a careful shopper as I have tight budget. If any of you do not know I am I doing, I am telling you again that I am doing accounts majoring in costing. I calculate product cost up to 4 decimals value. Even 0.0001 cents makes a different for me.

My bf paid for that dress without my knowledge while I was browsing for other clothes. I could have stopped him if I know it. He told me that it was for my Christmas present. I accepted it but regretted doing so later on. I should have just cancel his payment and ask for refund. I’ll continue about the most suck~ing story later on.

The dress that I bought

Another dress and matching shoe I tried on but did't get it coz I prefer the casual one as I don't have party or dinner to attend

Continue part 2…….
I was promised that my dress will be ready for collection after 2 days. I went and found that the dress is not ready and request that I come and collect the next day. I start to piss off since I expect it to be ready before Christmas. This time around, I asked for their contact number so that I can contact them and confirm again on the next collection. The next day, I went there again and it is ready to collect but they alter the dress out of my size. I have to leave the dress again for the 2nd round alters. 2 days later, I call up to collect the dress but there were no answers. Anyhow, I just went there to try my luck as they also promise it can be ready in 2 days time. I wasn’t that lucky as the dress has not been sent from the tailor shop to the boutique. Again, I have to make another round back to the place. I was so fucking pissed as this had happened for the 2nd time. No point of me getting their contact number when it couldn’t be reach. (The idiot switch off her phone actually) I finally collected the dress after 4 trips. And the most fucking part is that I saw the same dress selling at Ipoh Parade with 30% less off my purchase price (which is also been discounted 20% from the list price of the boutique). That fucker listed the price 50% more than the one selling in Ipoh Parade. I guess I fall in the trap already. I swear I’ll never go back to that boutique again after this lesson.

I'm back!

2009-01-09T12:01:00.003+08:00

I’m back! I can’t believe that I’ve abandon my blog for more than 1 week. My company accounts are closed but I still have many things to follow up. Nothing much happened for the past 1 week since New Year. I’ve been so busy with my work. I’ve been given new task as one of my senior colleagues will be leaving soon and his job has passed onto me.

I celebrated my New Year at Green Bar and McDonald. We actually plan to arrive at Green Bar earlier for count down but unable to do so due to heavy rain. At last we went there when the party is almost over. We arrive at 12.30am and there are not many people around. Maybe a lot of people already left but isn’t that the party should have just started at this hour? Or perhaps due to economic downturn people are saving instead of spending. A bucket of beer on this special day ain’t cheap. It is compulsory for two people to buy a bucket of beer which cost RM 68 for 5 small bottles. Since there are 5 of us, we ordered 2 buckets which enough for us to gain entry to the party. There are live band performing. It wasn’t new for me to see the band as I’ve seen them performing at Rum Jungle before. They are really great performers which can sing in many languages; English, Malay, Chinese, Tamil as well as Latin. And yes...they do get loud cheers from the crowd. We left as soon as we finished our beer and headed to McDonald for chit-chatting session till 3.30am.

My dance classes started this week after 1 month holiday. I did mention before that I would like to learn pole dance but I think I wouldn’t register myself first as the fees are quite expensive and over my monthly budget. I am taking two dance classes currently which are belly dance and fusion pop. If I were to take pole dance I have to quit my belly dance class and only remain the fusion pop class. That too added 55% of cost to my current course fee. I guess I have to wait until pay rise. Sucks!

Mum was away for 4 days already as she is helping my god brother to baby-sit his children. I have no proper dinner since then. Dad will take away rice at nearby restaurant from my house and we will share it together. I don’t have my lunch too; I mean my home cook food for lunch. I’ve been having Malay food for 3 days in a row at the same stall as my Malay colleague tag along during lunch time. I tough my mum to play computer games before she left and she is so exited. Mum had never touched a computer before. She does not know how to control the mouse. She will be looking for the pointer in the middle of the game as the pointer will always get ‘lost’ from her sight. Dad was there when mum was playing but he just sit together to cheer. Okay, the good news is mum will be back today and we’re gonna have dinner together. Yay yay~~~!!

That’s all for the updates. Stay tuned ;-)

A dozen things

2008-12-31T14:07:00.002+08:00

A dozen things that happened in 2008

1) Started my own blog

2) Found myself another new job

3) My parents shift in with me from Teluk Intan to Ipoh

4) Got myself fired from an insurance agency due to zero sales

5) Registered myself into dance class

6) Start to exercise more to keep fit as I am putting on weight

7) Had a bad Birthday

8) Sign up credit cards just to get free gift

9) Received a bouquet for Valentine which is delivered to my office

10) Celebrated Christmas at church instead at home

11) Started dating again

12) Going for movies like I’ve never watch a movie before but I haven’t even watch Mamma Mia – wtf

A dozen things to do in year 2009

1) Save myself enough money to fly or else it would be a waste as I already forked out RM 300 to get myself a passport

2) Wish to complete 6000 pieces jig saw puzzle but I don’t think I have time to do that. Furthermore, it cost RM 600 + to get that set of puzzle

3) Finished up my cross stitch embroidery which left undone for the past 2.5 years

4) Get myself to learn pole dancing

5) Exercise more than usual

6) Rebond my hair again

7) To understand my bf more

8) Be more generous and forgiving

9) Spending more time with my parents

10) Visit Water Park to enjoy myself and get sun burn

11) Find some time to sew again – making bags & modify old clothes

12) Get myself a pair of New Balance and Hush Puppies shoes

Winter Solstice Festival

2008-12-31T13:59:00.005+08:00

My company audit just completed yesterday but I still have things to follow up and also the closing of December accounts is around the corner. It has been a very busy week for me and I hardly get myself some freetime to update this blog. Furthermore, I can only update my blog from my office as my wireless internet service at home by Diginet is terminated without my knowledge. All this while I only suspected that the sim card is faulty when I failed to log in. Well, I didn’t plan to subscribe any new internet service at home as the charges was quite expensive when I don’t really utilise it. I normally spend time playing games with my computer and not surfing the internet or chatting. I have many things to blog about but since that some events is over, I just summarize the things I would like to share or else I have to wait for another year to blog it out.

Tomorrow we will step into a new beginning; a NEW YEAR. Let us welcome year 2009. 1st January marks the new year in Gregorian calender. As for the Chinese, they celebrate the new year according to the Lunar calender. My family celebrated the last chinese festival before the Chinese New Year which is the Winter Solstice Festival. In America, the early Chinese who were Cantonese, referred to Christmas as Gaw Dung.

Winter Solstice Festival falls on the 15th day of the 11th moon or some time between December 20 and December 23 each year which is also the shortest day of the year. This winter day and others close to it are marked by many cultural observances around the world. Universally, the Winter Solstice was regarded as the beginning of the annual reawakening of nature. Days would grow longer and the nights shorter. For the Chinese, the Winter Solstice celebrated the beginning of the triumph of Yang over Yin.

Personally, I like to celebrate the Winter Solstice by making Glutinous Rice Dumpling Balls (tang yuan) served with sweetened broth with my relatives. Tang stands for reunion and yuan means round or complete. It is a joyful event when the kitchen is so noisy with people sharing stories. After tomorrow, it’s time to welcome the Chinese New Year.

No preservative and colouring added

Happy Boxing Day!

2008-12-26T14:04:00.003+08:00

Happy Boxing Day to all

I have quite a number of posts to write but please bear with me. I am busy with my work due to year end stock take. I just drop by here to wish everybody a Happy Christmas.

Oh! Christmas Tree

2008-12-22T12:32:00.004+08:00

Its 3 more days to go for Christmas!

I think it is a bit too late to post this. I should have post this earlier but my time is fully occupy with activities with my family and relatives and well as my bf. My wireless internet at home by diginet was down due to unknown circumstances. The sim card just failed.

I would like to post a sharing about Christmas. As many of you can see, shopping complexes are nicely decorated with Christmas decorations. Families who celebrate Christmas already put up their own Christmas tree. Of course those shopping complexes Christmas tree will look so much nicer and taller than the one we had at home.

Like this

And this

My family has our very own ‘rojak’ Christmas tree which was being put up by my father. It is without theme. Dad put up all the ornaments that he can find in the box that we packed up last year. And our Christmas tree looks like this………..

Although it looks a bit plain but our Christmas tree has the real meaning of Christmas. The allegoric colors of Christmas are red and green. Red symbolizes the Saviour’s sacrifice for mankind. Green is the color of the pine tree, and other evergreens such as holly. Pine trees, with their needles pointing up to heaven, represent everlasting light and life.

The Star

The star represents the star followed by the 3 Wise men. It symbolizes the announcement of Jesus’ birth, the shining hope of mankind. Christ is the light of the world, and when we see this great light we are reminded of He who displaces the darkness."

The Bells

The lost sheep are found by the sound of the bell, it should ring mankind to the fold. The bell symbolizes guidance and return. Bells both call us to worship, and remind us of the joyous angelic announcement of Christ’s birth to the shepherds.

The Candy Cane

It’s is a symbol of the humble roots of Christianity, the shepherd’s crook. The hardness of the candy cane reminds Christians that the church was founded on solid rock. The traditional peppermint flavor of the cane is tastes like hyssop, a plant in the mint family. It was used in the Old Testament for purification and sacrifice.

Candles

To Christians, lit candles remind us that Jesus is the light of the world, the light we should follow.

Santa Claus
Symbolize the generosity and good will we feel during the month of December."

Angel
Angels that heralded in the glorious news of the Savior's birth. The angels sang Glory to God in the highest, on earth peace and good will toward men."

Wreaths

The Christmas wreath reminds us of the never ending love of God. Christmas wreaths are traditionally circles made with evergreens, which symbolize life.

Holly Leaf
The holly plant represents immortality. It represents the crown of thorns worn by our Savior. The red holly berries represent the blood shed by Him.

Gift
God so loved the world that he gave his begotten son. Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift.

The Gift Bow
Tied as we should all be tied together in bonds of goodwill forever.

Christmas Stockings
According to an old tale, three poor girls who were in dire need of money for their wedding dowries had hung their stockings by the fire to dry. Saint Nicholas - the first Santa Claus- upon finding out about their need left a gift of gold coins in their stockings.

Now, does your Christmas tree miss any of the listed ornaments?

Special dedication to Ai Leng

2008-12-22T08:58:00.005+08:00

Once a year I get the chance

To wish you birthday cheer.

It pleases me no end to say,

I wish you another great year.

So happy birthday to you Ai Leng,

From the bottom of my heart.

And may your good times multiply,

Till they’re flying off the chart!

Happy Birthday to you my friend!

Experience Pays!

2008-12-20T09:28:00.002+08:00

A giant ship engine failed. The ship's owners tried one expert after another, but none of them could figure but how to fix the engine. Then they brought in an old man who had been fixing ships since he was young. He carried a large bag of tools with him, and when he arrived, he immediately went to work. He inspected the engine very carefully, top to bottom. Two of the ship's owners were there, watching this man, hoping he would know what to do. After looking things over, the old man reached into his bag and pulled out a small hammer. He gently tapped something. Instantly, the engine lurched into life. He carefully put his hammer away. The engine was fixed!

A week later, the owners received a bill from the old man for ten thousand dollars. "What?!" the owners exclaimed. "He hardly did anything!" So they wrote the old man a note saying, "Please send us an itemized bill."

The man sent a bill that read:

Tapping with a hammer...... ......... ........ $ 2.00

Knowing where to tap........... .......... ....$ 9,998.00

Moral of the story:
Effort is important, but knowing where to make an effort makes all the difference.

Little green leaves

2008-12-18T16:45:00.005+08:00

I am back again with some stories from my office, I put up a plant on my table lately. It’s a small green plant with a few leaves. It feels so nice looking at it. I hope that my plant will grow taller and stronger. I put my little plant in those take away container filled up with jellies. I actually got fascinated with the jellies instead of the plant. Haha…..imagine those jellies are edible…yum yum.

My plant is already a week old on my table and 2 pieces of its leaves is already turning yellow. Sigh..~~~!!! Looks like my plant is dying. Does my plant need sunlight? Or my plant catches cold due to the cool air? If my plant continues to drop it leaves I’m going to bring it back home and plant it with soil. The jellies also shrink coz it dries up quite fast due the air cond. I just added some water and the jellies grow again. Hope that my plant will be alright.

Milo Break

2008-12-18T12:29:00.005+08:00

It’s Milo time now. I haven’t had my fix of the day so I made myself a cup of Milo in office. Since that the Milo is provided free, I do not hesitate to make myself a bigger cup. I scooped quite an amount of Milo powder into my cup and this reminds me of my childhood time on how I made candy from Milo powder. The recipe is just the Milo and condensed milk. Mixed the condensed milk with Milo powder with a small spoon and it will turn into thick and hard paste. Scoop all the paste together and you’ll have a Milo candy spoon. It had been ages I’ve never made myself Milo candy just because I don’t like to take condensed milk anymore neither I want myself to get diabetic due to its high sugar content. Now, I used to take Milo ‘kosong’ which is without sugar or milk; just the Milo powder alone.

I am at my desk now, feeling bored and sick of looking at figures which never have reason to justify. I don’t know how all those weird figures came from. The most pathetic part of doing accounts is when you are not able to balance that shit….ooopppps! sheet. I’ve just heard my manager shouting over the phone for the first time due to some misunderstanding. Since the day I join in, I’ve never even once heard her raising her voice neither seeing her getting angry. I guess this must be a real big problem which makes her loosing her temper.

I’ve been reading a lot of blog lately since that I am a bit free after closing of account. One of the blogs which really catches my interest to continue reading is written by a GAY. It’s gay NOT transsexual. I was really curious of this gay relationship which is not common in Malaysia but both of them can express their love publicly in the own blog. I guess it is not easy for both of them to go through this kind of relationship where not many people can accept it. Well, I am hoping that I can find another blogger who blogs about her own lesbian relationship. :-P

It is almost lunch time and I couldn’t wait to take my nap. My brain is exhausted.

I saw an accident yesterday

2008-12-17T09:00:00.005+08:00

I was on my way back home after work. I was caught in traffic jam at the road near Falim, Menglembu which I normally take to get home. I suspected there’s an accident but I never thought it would be this bad.

It’s just an overturned lorry

and 20 meters away, I saw this……….

Sorry that I couldn’t get a closer snap as I don’t want to get caught using hand phone while driving as the police is already at the scene.

“BERHATI-HATI DI JALAN RAYA”

This is a community service message brought to you by kampongmoi.

I've been followed

2008-12-15T16:48:00.006+08:00

by a blogger whose location is from Pakistan……

Hereby, I present to you;

Hafiz Haider

I really dunno how he found my blog and the reason he added me. Maybe he just simply follows whatever blog he found. ;-P Anyhow he has 4 blogs (I wonder how he can maintain that number) about IT and maybe some of you might get some useful tips there.

Hereby, I take this opportunity to send my warm regards to Liz. It’s been long time you didn’t update your blog and I am waiting for something new to come. Well, now you know that I've always been looking forward to read your beautiful poems.

Cheers~~!!

Tasek Square

2008-12-15T12:23:00.009+08:00

I like to visit food courts, hawker stalls or fast food outlet whenever I am in a rush for something. Places like that can serve foods faster than dining at a fine restaurant. This recalls back on my previous post about my experience dining at a restaurant with my family which ended awfully.

I found a new food court at Tasek by accident. Is it called the Tasek Square My curiosity towards a new sigh board being put up lead me there. I made a turn following the direction and saw this new building.

I made a stop and went in to check out. This food court serves variety of food. There are quite a number of stalls there but I wasn’t sure the number of it. It is more than 10. The design of the building is nice. It has 6 small water fountains to cool the air and a big projector screen as well as 2 wall mounted tv. The best part is …………wi-fi is available here. So don’t forget to bring along your laptop here and enjoy this free service.

Location:
No address available. Is it on the left side along Jalan Kuala Kangsar heading towards Chemor. Turn left at the traffic light with the sign board showing Tasek Square. On the right side is the IGB Industrial Park.

Kinta Riverfront

2008-12-13T08:54:00.008+08:00

I got to know about Kinta Riverfront through Ai Leng’s blog. I felt pretty embarrassed to know about this place so much later than other people and I called myself an Ipohite. Sigh, I guess I need to read the newspaper in details instead of just browsing for pictures. :-P

Kinta Riverfront will soon have a 5-star hotel and 239 units of luxury service apartment and expected to complete by 2010. The hotel boasts a grand pillarless ballroom with a seating capacity of up to 1600 guests and 313 units of mixed accommodation including a presidential suite. It is good to invest here if you think that an apartment cost RM300K+ is worth it compared to a semi-D house cost around 275K with 35’x 80’ land area.

The developer, Morubina Sdn Bhd is working closely with Government of Perak to upgrade and beautify the 72 acres (29 hectare) of land located across from D.R. Park, developing a one-stop leisure center with more than 300 shops and bazaars, over 50 cafes, restaurants and bistros, flea market, Memory Lane, an auditorium and so much more, there's definitely something for everyone at the Kinta Riverfront.

6 famous mini bridges will be built along the river which includes Harbour Bridge, Bach de Roda Bridge, Golden Gate Bridge, Milau Bridge, Tower Bridge and lastly our nation first ever bridge which is the Penang bridge. Only Harbour Bridge is completed and I couldn’t wait for 5 more to come.

This place is definitely good for ‘yam cha’ (as well as dating) as it is peaceful and quiet. The ambience really suits my taste…..Ohhh! It’s really cozy at night with the dim lights along the river. It felt so nice when the cool air brushing off my face and having my someone special to hold my hand and walk along with me.

We had our dinner at the Starwalk Café, one of the few cafés opened there. Their waiter really gives good services by clearly explain the entire menu they have. It’s like a teacher teaching kids ABC. Haha~~!!!!! We ordered something to fill our stomach and spend the night talking and enjoying the ambience. It would be nice if they have a live band there singing country songs. One of my friends volunteered himself to perform there where else I volunteered myself to be his backup singer. If we really ended starting up a band there, please do not throw us into the river.

Finally, the cost of the dinner is reasonable and worth the value.

The Bill:
Kids Meal Combo A – RM 5
Chicken Chop – RM 11
Carrot Milk Large – RM 6
White Coffee King – RM 2.30

Location:
Parcel B, B1-1, B1-2,
Kinta Riverfront,
Off Jalan Lim Bo Seng,
30000 Ipoh, Perak.

Few menus by Starwalk Café

Restoran Makanan Laut Sun Wen Cau

2008-12-09T15:43:00.005+08:00

Restaurant Sun Wen Cau (SWC) is famous with its bull frog and crab dishes. It was first opened next to Restaurant Lama Lama in Menglembu. Sun Wen Cau started from Restaurant Lama Lama back in those years. The owners of Restauran Lama Lama are both brother and sister but both of them do not look into the same direction of doing business. Perhaps both of them have different opinions which lead them to frequent quarrel. The brother quit from the business partnership and started his own business just right next to his sister’s restaurant. That is how Sun Wen Cau was born.

Even though both restaurants were next to each other, the customers prefer to dine at the brother’s restaurant which only have single lot and opened air tables by the road side compared to the sister’s shop which is fully air conditioned with 2 lots. During dinner time between 7 to 9pm, you can see SWC is full of people and Restaurant Lama Lama only have few tables occupy. People prefer to visit SWC as the food there is tastier and the price is more reasonable.

Sun Wen Cau runs the business there for few years and lately they shifted to a new place which is at One Curve between Buntong and Menglembu. My family is a loyal customer to Sun Wen Cau restaurant when they first started till now. Last week, we planned to have dinner at Sun Wen Cau since that we have not dine at the restaurant for some time cause they were closed for few months for the process of shifting location.

We arrived at 7pm and the restaurant is almost FULL. We had our order taken down as soon as we got our table. We waited for the drinks to be served but after some time the drinks is yet to be seen. We expected they missed out our order since the restaurant is so busy. We found the waiter who took down our order and reminded him about the drinks. Rudely he replied that it’s on the way although it’s already pass 20 minutes. Perhaps they are still on the way to the tea garden to pluck some tea leaves and still waiting for the leaves to dry. WTF!

At last, we waited for almost 1 hour and the tea is not yet served. We are so pissed off and finally we got up and walked out of the restaurant without canceling our orders. We headed to another restaurant nearby my house and the food is served within 20 minutes.

We decided not to visit SWC anytime soon unless we have our table reserved.

Chignon Affair

2008-12-03T08:45:00.011+08:00

Let me tell you something. I have a very special interest which not many people have. I love collecting chignon pin. I guess many of you will be asking what chignon is. Here goes the explanation by wikipedia: “A chignon, pronounced "sheen-yon,” is a popular type of bun style. The word “chignon” comes from the French phrase “chignon du cou,” which means nape of the neck. Chignons are generally achieved by pinning the hair into a knot at the nape of the neck, but there are many different variations of the style. They are frequently worn for special occasions, like weddings and formal dances, but the basic chignon is also worn for everyday casual wear.”

The chignon can be traced back to Ancient Greece, where Athenian women commonly wore the style with gold or ivory handcrafted hairpins. Athenian men wore the style as well, but they fastened their chignons with a clasp of "golden grasshoppers," according to "The History of the Peloponnesian War," by Thucydides. The chignon was specific to Athens, as other city states, such as Sparta and Cyprus, had their own style of hairdressing. The chignon was also popular in Ancient China, where married women wore the low, knotted hairstyle. The chignon achieved popularity during the Victorian era; during that time, chignons were often enormous constructions including false hair or pads. The chignon’s popularity peaked again in the 1940’s when many women wore the chignon with a headscarf while working in factories to support the war effort during World War II. Presently, the chignon is still popular because of its association with French elegance, and the ease with which a chignon can be achieved.

I started collecting chignon pin when I was about 17. I even made my own chignon pin with disposable chopstick and I also break quite a number of it.

I fell in love with chignon pin as it was given as a token of love in the ancient china time. I am so classical, that is why I prefer something with a history compare to couple now a days who preferred couple rings, watches, keychain, tattoo and etc. Back then I was hoping that my bf will get me a chignon pin as a gift but none of them get me one until my current bf get for me just because I asked for it simply because he is too dumb to get me gift. Every now and then, he will ask me if I want more chignon pins if he sees a nice one and definitely I’ll say yes coz I can’t stop loving chignon pin. I am still counting on the chignon pins he will get for me. I currently have 15 pins and out of it, 8 were bought by my bf. My chignin pin cost between RM 2 to RM 17.90 each.

This is my favaoutrite chignon pin but it turn out to be like this after the second time I use it

A butterly with broken wings

Smiling Moon

2008-12-02T20:48:00.003+08:00

I am suppose to post this in my office this morning but I forget to bring my thumb drive. I took the photo yesterday night at about 9.30pm. The phenomenon was caused by Venus, Jupiter and a three-day-old crescent moon aligning at the right spots to form the Smiley.

New header image

2008-12-02T20:39:00.004+08:00

Bored of hibiscus? Now I give you some orchids...........

Rasa Mas

2008-11-27T11:45:00.004+08:00

Rasa Mas outlet was opened recently in Tesco Station 18. I got to know about Rasa Mas from a flyer I received from our daily newspaper and I do not hesitate to try it because it really convince me with this statement – “Manage by KFC Holdings”

My first impression that came across my mind is that this restaurant which serves mainly on chicken menu will taste as good as the KFC. I read the all the menu they have. Rasa Mas serve mostly on roast chicken instead of fried chicken like KFC. Perhaps Rasa Mas is the pirated image of Kenny Rogers. :-P

I ordered a set of roast chicken. It comes in a nice pan like those small size pizza pan. The cup of soft drink is serve with those plastic ‘mamak stall’ cup. I still prefer paper cup. It is more hygienic although it is not environmental friendly. The chicken taste -------errrrrr-------- No. The chicken is tasteless. They do not marinate the meat properly. Even the skin is tasteless. The meat is also tough and dry. So I finished up the chicken filled with chilly sauce. Further more, they are so stingy of the sauce. They give in small take away packets instead of giving the whole bottle. It is inconvenience to tear open all those small packages while I am already half way eating.

When I was taking pictures of the dish served, the restaurant leader notices me. He came over and asked if there’s anything wrong with the chicken.

Restaurant Leader: The chicken not cooked?
Me: No. The chicken is okay. I am just taking picture for my blog.
Restaurant leader: Any complain?
Me: The chicken is tasteless. It is tough and dry.

After listening to my complain , the restaurant manager just leave without further question or comment. I thought he is going to take some action by refilling my drinks as a token of appreciation for giving comment. Haha~! Well, actually I don’t expect anything but at least say something like – “Thank you for your comment. We will try to improve on it” Blahhhhh, Malaysian’s don’t do that okay.

So the result is - I will not come back again to Rasa Mas. I just got cheated with the statement “Manage by KFC Holding”.

Overall Rating: 2 out of 10

Savvy Sense

2008-11-27T08:57:00.001+08:00

The most destructive habit … Worry

The greatest joy … Giving

The greatest loss … Loss of self-respect

The most satisfying work … Helping others

The most endangered species … Dedicated leaders

Out greatest natural source … Our youth

The greatest “shot in the arm” … Encouragement

The greatest problems to overcome … Fear

The most effective sleeping pill … Peace of mind

The most crippling failure disease … Excuses

The most powerful force in life … Love

The most dangerous time bomb … A gossiper

The world’s most incredible computer … The brain

The worst thing to be without … Hope

The deadliest weapon … The tongue

The two most power-filled words … “I Can”

The greatest assess … Faith

The most beautiful attire … A smile

The most prized possession … Integrity

The most contagious spirit … Enthusiasm

“To the world, you may be one person; But to one person, you may be the world.”

- Author unknown

Bercham Kaya Puff and Egg Tart

2008-11-24T16:34:00.004+08:00

My colleagues introduced me to this small shop in Bercham selling kaya puff and egg tart during our lunch time. It does not look like a confectionary shop at all. It looks more like an antique shop. The shop is quite small and not so spacious due to all the collectible items put for display.

Look right

Some old advertising board and toys

Look left

Movie posters and product packaging

Look up

Movies flyers

Look down

Old bicycles

I bought 4 pieces of kaya flavour puff and another 4 pieces of pandan flavour puff. It cost RM 1.20 each.

Overall Rating: 7 out of 10
Taste: Not bad only lack of aroma
Tips: Taste nice when it is served fresh. Do not buy to keep as it will turn soft in 1 day time.

Location:
20, Persiaran Medan Bercham 6,
Pusat Bandar Baru Bercham
31400 Bercham, Perak.

Contact No: 017-5799841, 013-5130841

Kampongmoi Hit 444

2008-11-24T09:19:00.004+08:00

Must buy number today~!!!!!

Pusing Curry "Lai Fun"

2008-11-19T09:36:00.007+08:00

Pusing is a small town located next to Batu Gajah. I was introduced to this nice shop selling home made ‘lai fun’ served with curry by my aunty. The curry ‘lai fun’ comes in a big portion and only cost RM 3.50 per bowl.

The curry is not thick with coconut milk like those curry mee in Ipoh old town. People are more health conscious now a day. One of the famous side dishes is the ‘yong tau foo’. It is soft and tender. The ‘yong tau foo’ is selling like hot cakes. Even if you reach there as early as 8.45am, the ‘yong tau foo’ is sold out. Mind you that Pusing folks have breakfast very early; at average people come out for breakfast at 7.30am. So makes sure that you guys have your alarm set if you would like to taste this famous Curry ‘lai fun’ at Pusing town.

The 'yong tau foo'

Fishballs also available

Location : Sorry no address available. It is located at the Pusing Main Road nearby the market where you can see a shop with the sign board below.

God's Little Acre

2008-11-18T12:24:00.011+08:00

God’s Little Acre is actually a christian cemetary located in a small town called Batu Gajah some 15 miles away from Ipoh. This is the town where my maternal grandfather and grandmother stayed before. Both my grandparents passed away and were buried next to each other at God’s Little Acre. My family visited their grave for All Souls Day. This place is very peaceful, clean and green.

My grandma passed away when I was about 5 years old. At that time, I don’t know what is death is all about. I still run around the house with my smelly bolster which my grandma made for me. I still have it now but not using coz it’s too small for my size and I am keeping it just because it left some memories. I still remember there’s many people coming over to the house for the funeral service. On the burial day, I remember the last song people sing; it’s Auld Lang Syne. My grandpa passed away when I was in my 2nd year in Uni. He is 93 and I am 19. I was in Melaka that time and I did not come back for the funeral service.

My grandparents used to have a small little garden at their house. There are mango trees, papaya tree and tapiocas are also available. The garden also decorated with orchid flowers, bamboo tree, red palm tree and many more. They also have some pets; a dog named Kopi, some chicken, a goose who always chase me when I was small, and lots of pigeons. It is so sad to see that the beautiful garden is no longer there as no body is taking care of it. What left there are bushes and a mango tree which no longer bear fruits.

My grandparents grave

History of God’s Little Acre

Dato' R. Thambipillay was posted as OCPD Batu Gajah in 1979 and duty made him to stumble upon the Anglican cemetery when he saw desecrated tomb stones and a haven to drug addicts. He discovered that many victims of the Emergency were buried there. Most of the victims were of tender age. He too served with the Police Field Force for ten years and lost his own Sergeant in a booby trap incident while there were many other tragic stories. So, he felt the need to remember the sacrifice, no matter what race or religion they belonged to or whether they were foreigners or otherwise. It urged him to bring some dignity to their sacrifice. He resolved the drug addicts problem first and then planned this special remembrance ceremony. His painstaking efforts are well documented and recognized locally and in Commonwealth countries.

For full story, please click here.

The first memorial at God's Little Acre

The second memorial was built in 1989

The latest memorial Plaque engraved with 116 names and relevant particulars

This marble inscribed marker is specially erected for the first three planters killed in a single day in Sungai Siput, and buried side by side. These murders precipitated the declaration of the Emergency on 16th June, 1948.

For list of Roll of Honours, please click here.

Happy Anniversary

2008-11-05T13:24:00.001+08:00

My blog is 2 months old yesterday. I can’t believe myself that I’ve been maintaining it for the past 2 months. I thought blogging is just a pastime hobby for me and I will soon get bored of it but I still haven’t. I don’t’ mind if my blog don’t have that many readers. I do know that some are loyal visitor to my site. Thanks to Ai Leng, Asmodeus and Lyann for your support. Most of the readers are my friends and I only 2 strangers who read my blog which is Liz and Joe Chin aka Nicleberry cause they leave a comment for me. Nice knowing you both and thank you. I’ve been telling myself to update my blog as often as I can but at times I am busy and don’t have many things to share about.

I am happy that I made it this far :-P (only 2 months not 2 years). This will be my 25th post and happy anniversary to kampongmoi.

All Souls Day

2008-11-03T13:03:00.002+08:00

Today is All Souls Day and here's a poem for sharing

Miss Me – But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan,
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds
Miss Me – But Let Me Go!

Author: Unknown

A Date with Baskin Robbins

2008-11-03T11:24:00.010+08:00

My brother was back from KL for replacement holiday and we went to Kinta City Shopping Mall to have 31% discounted Baskin Robin ice cream. Yum yum~! It had been ages since the last time we had BR ice cream. Frankly, I will not fork out that much money to buy such expensive ice cream. Since that my bro is back, all I need to look for is sponsorship. Kuak Kuak Kuak~!

We ordered a Quart size tub to feed 4 people, Mum, Dad, “Kor Kor” and me.

The queue is so long that I need my order to be taken down.

Patiently waiting for my turn and snapping pic with my handphone camera.

Low fat / Non fat ice cream is available for those who do not want to put on extra pound like me but I did not ordered those.

The quart size tub cost RM 31.74 after discount but that wasn't the final amount. Gotta add another 5% government tax.

Here is Daddy enjoying the ice cream

Mummy too

My 'Kor Kor'

And me

Sorry, I don't have my picture taken cause everybody was busy with that tub and non of them bothered to take a picture of me!

Happy Halloween

2008-10-31T08:52:00.002+08:00

Today is Halloween Day. I wish everybody a Happy Halloweeen.

My 'baby' fall sick

2008-10-31T08:36:00.005+08:00

Last Saturday, 25th October, I decided to drop by at HSBC bank before heading to my office. After I cash out from the ATM machine, I walked back to my ‘baby’ and I couldn’t start it. It is 8.20 am that time. I suspected it is due to weak battery as the entire signal at the dashboard is weak. So, I am stuck in front of the bank finding no other way to retrieve my ‘baby’. I make a call to my colleague informing her that I am taking an emergency leave.

Next, I make a call to my parents informing them that I am not reporting to work. They couldn’t help much as they have no other transport to come over to help. Even if my dad came, the problems couldn’t be solved. Then, I call KK telling him I am stuck and I needed help. Pity him; he just finished his night shift at 8 am and he have to rush over to my rescue. He arrives at 9.15am and pushes my ‘baby’ to another corner so that he can have some space to jump start my car but my baby was badly sick. Finally we decided to call the tow truck and tow it back to the service centre. They promise to arrive 30 minutes later but ended up they took 1 hour time.

While waiting for the tow truck, KK friend, Kenny came over to offer some help but still my ‘baby’ is not alive. 2 cars tried to jump start my ‘baby’ but it didn’t work.

Tow truck arrive at 10.30am and tow my ‘baby’ back to the service centre. The technical person jump starts my car with a super duper thick cable and my ‘baby’ is alive again. Since the battery is not under the warranty, I decided to drive my ‘baby’ to the nearest accessories shop to get a new battery and unfortunately it is out of stock. Again, my ‘baby’ died in front of the accessories shop. Luckily KK was still with me. He drives me to some workshop to look for battery and we found it. The foreman came over to rescue my ‘baby’ and my ‘baby’ came alive again. By the time my ‘baby’ is healthy, it’s already 12.30pm and I am so hungry. KK and I went for lunch after that.

After lunch, KK headed back to home and I headed to Little India to collect my Punjabi suit sent for tailoring. When I thought that my ‘baby’ was alright, again my ‘baby’ died, this time at Jalan Masjeed nearby the Chennai Potty at old town. I give a call to KK and he made a turn back. He and another ‘Good Samaritan’ push my car into the parking lot and we went to the foreman workshop and bring him over to check my ‘baby’. The result is the fuse got burn. He replaces another fuse and my ‘baby’ is working.

It is almost 2pm that time. I am so exhausted and I decided to send back my ‘baby’ to the service centre for check up. I have to leave my ‘baby’ there till the Deepavali celebration is over.

Thank you very much to KK who helped me so much through the ordeal.

KBR Restaurant

2008-10-29T10:23:00.005+08:00

KBR Restaurant is located at Jalan Lahat or the Little India street. I found this restaurant by accident on the day we went shopping for Deepavali celebration. Since that my colleague was not feeling very well, we decided to hop in any restaurant we can see at the nearest distance and we found KBR.

When we first step in, the restaurant is not full. It has only 2 or 3 tables occupied but when we are about to leave, the restaurant is already full.

KBR Restaurant is the only Indian Vegetarian Restaurant in Ipoh as claimed by the boss Mr. Reuben Nagarajah. Well, if any if you guys found another Indian vegetarian restaurant in Ipoh, please clarify with Mr. Reuben. KBR Restaurant started way back in 1950’s. It already has a history of 53 years and Mr. Reuben has been taking over the business for the past 3 years. It’s a great success to see this business going on for so long and I am wishing KBR Restaurant to last another 50 more years so that my second or third generations can blog about it again. 50 years later I am almost 80 years old and I am not sure I will still be alive to read their blog or not. :-P

Frankly, I am not the ‘herbivore’ species. I can’t survive without meat. So, I can’t really give good comment on the food I ordered simply coz I don’t have much experience on vegetarian food.

I ordered tosai on that night; just a plain tosai where else my colleage ordered capati and ‘mee goreng’. The tosai tasted not bad but not as good as the non vegetarian. This is the first time I tasted a vegetarian tosai and I give my apology to Mr. Rueben as I only can give my comment compare to the non vegetarian. The tosai was quite thick and not crunchy.

Mr. Reuben came and asks for my comment after I finished my tosai and I told him directly of my preference. Mr. Reuben suggested that I should try ‘tosai tissue’ instead. Well, I agreed and try for the second piece. Tosai tissue taste better than the plain tosai as it is cruncy (almost the same like roti tissue) but still it is not up to my preference of my fave tosai. I know I am choosy.

Even though the food does not really attracts me that much, what really matter to me is Mr.Reuben concern on his customer feedback. He asks for opinions on the food his restaurant served but he did not come back to me and ask for my opinion on the second piece of tosai he served. He can serve food according to his customer preference.

I would like to conclude that the second piece of tosai is GOOD but can I have a tosai with 1.5mm thick and 16.5 inches wide, one side with ghee, another side with margarine and serve folded instead or rolled up~!! <@o@>
I guess now Mr.Reuben must be scratching his head why the hell I am so choosy~!

Finally, I would still come back to try for some other Indian vegetarian food available. Even the tosai menu gives a long list. There are 21 types of menu in the list and I tried 2 and I still have 19 to go. I guess I’ll be back another 19 times if I taste 1 tosai in a day.

Cheers~!

Note:
Mr. Reuben also provides event management services. Do contact him if you need any help.

Little India - Ipoh

2008-10-28T21:14:00.011+08:00

I went for my Deepavali shopping at Little India last Friday with my colleagues.

The weather wasn’t that good as it started drizzling as soon as we get off our car to start our shopping spree. The first thing we would like to buy is the Punjabi suits. We saw a lot of variety and design but that doesn’t meet our preference. Most of the designs came with heavy ‘bling bling’ (beads).

We prefer simple cotton suits without ‘bling bling’ as it require low maintenance and finally this is what I got for myself, a soft pink medium length suit.

Syila find it hard to find a suitable size for herself cause she is small size. Perhaps she should check out at the children depeartment.

The street of Little India is so colorful with all the clothes on display. Further more, the accessories really catches our attention. The bangles, necklaces, anklets, rings ………………. and many more.

I bought this super big ring.

Not forgotten, there's a lot of cookies available.

I came across mehendi services too. It cost only RM 5.

Those who prefer a shortcut can opt for stickers.

After walking for some time, my colleague Syila started to feel dizzy. In order to avoid her fainting on the street we decided to take a rest at the nearby shop and have our dinner. The dinner experience will be share in the next blog.

After having dinner we continue our shopping again till 9.30pm and headed home after that.

Finally, other than my Punjabi suit, I also get myself a pair of silver Indian anklet which I wanted for a long time and expect someone to buy for me coz it aint cheap but now I got it myself on bargain and it cost me only RM 20. So now I can run around the house with my ‘ching ching’ (bells) to irritate my mum. Other than that, I also get a tube of henna and 2 hair clips.

Here goes my shopping list:

1) Punjabi suit – RM 57.00 including tailoring
2) Silver Anklets – RM 20.00
3) Big hair clip – RM 1.50
4) Small hair clip – RM 3.90
5) Henna – RM 2.30
6) Ring – RM 4.00
Total – RM 88.70

Foods and Deepavali

2008-10-24T15:53:00.005+08:00

I know I have not been updating my blog recently as I don’t have anything to write about. I went to Maria’s Café in Greentown just 2 days ago with me ex colleague Ai Leng. The menu does not have much choices of my taste. Beef (just had not long ago), lasagna/spaghetti (don’t prefer tomato and cutting down on cheese), salad (don’t prefer the thousand island or the mayonnaise), soup (I have it at home all the time) and seafood (worried of allergy attack) is totally out of question. My only choice left is the chicken. There are only 4 choices of chicken menu available. I prefer the roast chicken since I am not a fan of deep fried food (except KFC) but I was so unlucky that day cause the roast chicken is not available and I ended up ordering Chicken Chop. I guess I have to jog another few more round to burn off the extra calories I’ve taken. It took them so long to serve the food as they have only 1 chef on that day and the other is on leave.

Ai Leng started her own blog recently and her blog is mainly about food. If she were to blog about the food we had at Maria’s Café, it will have a lot of ‘not so good’ comment. Both of us love to hunt for good food but Maria’s Café is certainly not in our fave list. Forget about the food, there’s nothing special about it. Almost every place serves almost the same taste of chicken chop. My main concern is just to fill up my stomach since that I’ve been so hungry after waited for so long.

I am really fussy about food. I will know if my mum misses out a type of spice in her cooking. I will also know if she bakes the cake in a wrong way. My mum is a great cook but still, I have things to complain. :-P My family secret recipe is the “yong tau foo”. I bet you no other places can beat my mum “yong tau foo”. Anyhow, each person has their own preference of food. Foods that I like you may not like. Perhaps some of you guys might say that Maria’s Café chicken chop taste really good. Just go and try it out.

I love of Indian food as I have mentioned before. I love those hot spicy curries. I love chilies but recently I’ve found out that I am allergic to chilies. Sigh~~!!! My lips will itch and sometimes swollen and later on the skin will peel if I take the wrong type of chilies. Anyhow I continue taking chilies despite knowing I am allergy to it and I will also have a new layer of skin on my lips each time it peel off. Muah! Muah! I hit 2 birds with 1 stone! Kuak kuak kuak~~~~~

Since the Indian festival is around the corner, there are varieties of Indian food available along the street of Little India. I will go and hunt for ghee biscuits in another 2 hours time and also a new pair of Punjabi suit to add into my current collection. Not forgotten, I think I’ll get henna too. It has been a long time I didn’t practice my art. Please don’t get mistaken with my multi cultural practice. I am not a product of mixed parentage. My parents are purely Chinese except my mother has a bit of Peranakan blood. People do asked me whether I am Malay; yes I am, except that my religion is not Muslim. I celebrate Hari Raya (I used to answer people I that am ‘keturunan Jawa’ and they believe me cause I can speak perfect Malay with their accent). People asked me whether I am Indian; yes I am, just that I am a bit fair :-P. I celebrate Deepavali.

Hereby, I take this opportunity to wish all my Indian friends a Happy Deepavali / Dewali.

Pessimist vs Optimist

2008-10-24T08:51:00.001+08:00

The pessimist finds fault;
The optimist discovers a remedy.

The pessimist seeks sympathy;
The optimist spreads cheer.

The pessimist criticizes circumstances;
The optimist changes conditions.

The pessimist complains about the apple seeds;
The optimist plants them.

The pessimist imagines impending peril;
The optimist sees signs of prosperity.

The pessimist disparages;
The optimist encourages.

The pessimist creates loneliness;
The optimist finds friends.

The pessimist nibbles at the negative;
The optimist is nourished by the positive.

The pessimist builds barriers;
The optimist removes roadblocks.

The pessimist invents trouble;
The optimist enriches the environment.

-William Arthur Ward-

When are you too old?

2008-10-11T09:07:00.020+08:00

When are you too old?

When asked how it was that she has lived so long, one 91 years old woman replied, “I think God is testing the patience of my relatives”

When is “too old”? At what age do we give up?

At 98, Titian painted “Battle of the Lepanto”.

"Battle of Lepanto"

At 93, George Bernard Shaw wrote "Farfetched Fables".

At 91, Eamon de Valera served as president of Ireland.

At 90, Pablo Picasso still drew and engraved.

At 89, Arthur Rubinstein gave one of his greatest recitals in New York’s Carnegie Hall.

At 88, Pablo Casals still performed cello concerts.

At 82, Winston Churchill wrote the four volume work, “A History of the English Speaking Peoples”.

At the same age, Leo Tolstoy completed “I Cannot Be Silent”, and Goethe finished “Faust”.

Leo Tolstoy

Goethe

At 81, Benjamin Franklin engineered the diplomacy, which led to the adoption of the U.S Constitution.

When are you “too old”?

Only on the day when you truly have nothing left to give. And the good news is this: that day never has to arrive!

My working experiences

2008-10-07T12:48:00.006+08:00

I am writing this to release my work stress. As I have mentioned before, my job really sucks, not because I hate my job but it’s due the working environment. I’ve been working for the past 5 years and I am 26 this year. Some of my colleagues and managers thought I am just a fresh grad since that my age is still very young; no doubt that I grad at a very young age at 21 with a degree on my hand. This particular company that I am serving now is my 4th job officially and I have just served for 6 months. I’ve have been working in the manufacturing line all these while except for my 2nd job which I was attached to a sales and services company.

Hereby is the summary of my working experience:

1st job: Manufacturing line – Age 17 – Period: 5 months
2nd job: Sales and services – Age 21 – Period: 1 year & 9 months
3rd job: Manufacturing line – Age 23 – Period: 1 year & 10 months
4th job: Manufacturing line – Age 25 – Period: Currently

Not forgotten to mention that my job is dealing with numbers………..…….okay, I am doing accounts actually. Out of so many companies that I have worked for ; my current company is out of fave list. Here are some reasons why (I start to complain already):

1. Attitude problem
People working here are mostly old staff who served more than 10 years at average. From here, a simple mathematics calculation can guess the age of the staff. They are in between 35 – 50 years old. Since I was born at the different era with them, we have different perception, thinking and mentality. The higher level of management, or I just call them managers; tend to have the attitude of ‘bossing’. Other than like to give orders, they sort to have the mentality that they are always at the higher level compare to staff like me. Yes, it is indeed they are at the higher level but isn’t that they are also earning salary from the same company. They are also ‘makan gaji’ lar. Why should they think like they are the boss why pay me salary with their own money? (*scratch head). Furthermore, the managers can sometimes behave like KIDS. Managers do shout at each other in front of all the staff if something went wrong. Other than fucking and screaming, they tend to throw things. Sucks man~! Isn’t that they are like kids throwing their tantrum? As an adult, why can’t they sit down and have a proper discussion on the matter? Lastly, they thought that staffs are like God. WTF. They expect stafff to know E V E R Y T H I N G even though you just reported for the 3rd day in the company.

2. Mentality problem.
The entire mentality problem is best described by my previous post “Me and My Boss”. I once heard from another staff that she got scolded from a manager for not committed enough coz she always off work sharp on time where else her manager in her dept always stay till very late. Then, does that mean if you have finished your work and have nothing to do, you also need to stay extra hours just to show the commitment you are? Why not the manager see in different perception that the manager in her department is actually is not organizing work very well that she can’t finished her things on time (this is true)? Not forgotten, staying late in the office does not help is in saving electricity cost coz the lights and aircon need to be on. I once being warned that listening to music with my mp3 player shows that I am not focusing on my work even though I’ve never been late to submit my reports. This sort of warning is given to me because other staff is so damn concentrate with their work that they have no spare time listening to music like me. As for my own thinking, as long as I finished my work as ordered who cares what other things I do? I don’t like pretending that I am so fucking busy.

Okay, I think I better stop complaining here coz if I didn’t stop, I will have lots more to write. When comes to complaining, it’s a human nature that they have many things to say. Haha! Finally I should have tell myself if I continue complaining I should have be my own boss to make the matter solved. Below picture best explain my typical work week.

Now, everybody read this ....http://timothytiah.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-bit-of-nuffnang-working-culture.html

Me and my Boss~!

2008-10-06T12:24:00.001+08:00

When I take a long time to finish,
I am slow,
When my boss takes a long time,
He is thorough.

When I don’t do it,
I am lazy,
When my boss does not do it,
He is busy.

When I do something without being told,
I am trying to be smart,
When my boss does the same,
He takes the initiative.

When I please my boss,
I am apple polishing,
When my boss pleases his boss,
He is cooperating.

When I make a mistake,
I am an idiot,
When my boss makes a mistake,
He’s only human.

When I am out of the office,
I am wandering around,
When my boss is out of the office,
He is on business.

When I am a day off sick,
I am always sick,
When my boss is a day off sick,
He must be very ill.

When I apply for leave,
I must be going for an interview,
When my boss applies for leave,
It’s because he’s overworked.

When I do good,
My boss never remembers,
When I do wrong,
He never forgets.

Sunset at Bukit Kledang

2008-10-06T08:46:00.004+08:00

I am staying nearby a hill or mountain (I don’t know how to differentiate) which gives me the chance to enjoy nice view of sunrise and sunset. I am a nature lover and I always enjoy taking picture of the nature. Here's the picture I took when the sun set at my housing area. Both pictures was taken seconds apart.

I'll upload sunrise picture some other time.

Liz found kampongmoi

2008-09-29T20:04:00.005+08:00

Liz leaves me a comment in my blog. I have no idea who Liz is. I never know that there will be a stranger who will read my blog. As far as I know, only those who know me read my blog and yet they don’t leave a comment for me. This clearly proves by my low count of my blog hits. I was really happy to receive a comment from somebody like Liz, a person who is other than my own friends.

Here is Liz comment for me.

Other than saying that my writings style is cute (does that mean I am also cute? Heeheee), Liz tries to introduce her blog to me as well.

Me pretending to be 'cute'

I visited her blog and found her blog is far more beautiful than mine coz she writes POEM while I write crap. : -P Well, this is my blog and I write anything I want. Anyhow, I am doing her a favor now. I am “promoting” her blog from my blog. For those who are interest to read Liz poem can go to her blog here…..http://poeticbookworm.blogspot.com/. (Note to Liz: Don’t expect this will increase the traffic flow to your blog coz I don’t have many readers. Haha!) Her poems are absolutely beautiful. Not many people are gifted to write poems. One good example is me lar. I am sucks in writing poems.

Lastly to Liz, thank you for reading my crap blog and I will continue to read yours. Not forgotten those who click my site also. Maybe some of you are someone like Liz but if you guys don’t leave a comment how can I know you?

Nine words women use

2008-09-27T09:01:00.002+08:00

I received this forwarded email yesterday and would like to share it here.

NINE WORDS WOMEN USE

(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)

(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' .. that will bring on a 'whatever').

(8) Whatever: Is a women's way of saying F**K YOU!

(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.

This is quite true. I used 7 words out of 9 in the list. Haha~! The exceptional is no 2 – coz I am very punctual and 7 – I really mean it if I say thanks.

Tortoise Net

2008-09-26T22:23:00.004+08:00

I have been experiencing slow internet for the past few weeks. I usually go online from my office during my spare time after finishing my work. Viruses have been detected from the network computer but I’m not sure whether our server is infected or not. The Telekom technician has been here for few times as well as our computer technical support but the problem still couldn’t be solved.

The internet now is crawling like a tortoise. It takes about 3 minutes to load a webpage and almost 2 hours to download 12MB file. Whose fault is this? Is it due to the viruses or the Streamyx connection is having problem? Anyway, we did out own part in clearing the viruses.

New antiviruses have been installed to my pc and since then my MS Office is going haywire. Each Excell that I open will create a new TMP file. Wtf! Not only that, each time I click ‘Save’, it will also create a new TMP file. Imagine if I open 20 file in 1 day and ‘Save’ 50 times; a total of 50 TMP file will be created. In 1 week time, my folder content will be as long as the whole pack of toilet rolls joined together in 2 ply. Furthermore, the TMP file could not be deleted unless I restart the computer and delete it before I open any file. Where got people come into office every morning and delete TMP file?

Add on to my suffering, the Word file cannot be save each time I open a new one. Since now the internet is so slow, updating my blog is not convenience so I will prefer to type it in Word and paste it in my blog as a shortcut. Each time I try to save, an error like this will appear – “Word cannot complete the save due to file permission error” and later all the things I’ve typed on went missing. F*%#~K this! This is the second time I am writing this blog; not in my office but at my home. Feel so much better now. :-)

Okay, now come the solution of the errors of my office pc. The computer technical support inactivate the new antivirus installed as I complained to him that all my problem occur right after it is being installed. Then we did a testing and all things went back to NORMAL.

What kind of antivirus is that which makes things go haywire and how come that it only affect my pc and not others?

By the way, the antivirus is Kaspersky. You guys can test it at home and see whether you get the same error as I did.

Mouse Car

2008-09-25T15:33:00.009+08:00

I found something very cute while I was shopping about 2 weeks ago. Let me introduce you to my new toy. Ta daaaaaa……..

Mouse Car

It is actually a remote control car about 5cm long with removable antenna. It is so tiny like those hamsters. Haha........

The best part of this tiny car is that it only consume 2 AA size battery for the remote control compare to those back in those years; the car alone takes up 6 AA size battery and the remote control takes another 2 more which give a total number of 8 batteries. Not forgotten rechargeable batteries are not a common use and it is expensive.

The little car itself needs to be charged before it can run. Perhaps that’s a tiny battery inside it. Its takes about 3 to 5 minutes to charged and can last up to 30 minutes as mention by the salesgirl but it went dead after playing with it for 15-20 minutes. Got cheated already…

Little car is charging now. The red light is the indicator.

One day I should get another small toy mouse and stick it on top of the car and drive it around the hall to scare my mum off. Wakakaka……..Mama will kill me~!

The car is ready to run

Okay for those who are interested of getting one, you can get it at Tesco, Ipoh. There’s a small booth in front of the KFC outlet specializing in selling toys only. For those who are interested but couldn’t get one, I can get it for you and post it over but I will charge shipping fee. :-P The car alone cost RM 25.

Who say girls dont play with CARS~~~~!!!!!

Little info about myself

2008-09-20T12:35:00.012+08:00

I have never give a proper introduction of myself since I started this blog, neither I have updated anything in my profile. So, this particular blog is all about me.

The Basics
Name: Grace Marie Sheau Ming - Cheah (yeah, I know it's long)
Age: 26 but I started calling myself ‘auntie’ already
Location: Ipoh, Perak.

Job: Dealing with numbers

Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Height: Short – 157cm
Relationship Status: Not yet married
Religious Views: Christian

My Favourites:
Favourite Colour: Pink, Blue, Black, White
Favourite Car: Volkswagon Beetle aka Bug Bug Car
Favourite Movie: Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, Marry Poppins, Moulin Rouge, Herbie, The Sound or Music, The Phanton of the Opera – yeah, I know I am a bit backdated
Favourite Hobby: Sleeping
Favourite Song/Singer: Underneath the Apple Tree by Carmen Mcrae
Favourite Book/Author: The Story of My Life – Hellen Keller
Favourite School Subject: Accounts
Favourite Vacation Destination: Bali although I’ve never been there
Favourite Food: Indian Food – Curry, Curry and more curry
Favourite Restaurant: Ananda Bahwan, Samy Banana Leave, Dennis, (location of the restaurants are in IPOH) Secret Recipe – I love cakes
Favourite Animal: Dog
Favourite Store: Tesco – ‘kampong’ girl like me loves grocery shopping
Favourite Celebrity: None……
Favourite Childhood Friend: Lee Mei, Lee Ruh, Ping Foo, Teresa, Chui Chui, Chang Yaw, Chang Sen, Jerry, Jeffery, Jeremy
Favourite Childhood Memory: ‘treasure hunt’ in oil palm plantation
Favourite Baby Name: Crystal Lilith Grace for girl, Jonathan Andrew Shawn for boy
Favourite Person In Your Life: Mummy

This or That
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate definately
Big Mac or Whopper: KFC
Coke or Pepsi: Sarsi
Beer or Wine: Wine
Coffee or Tea: Coffee
Apple Juice or O.J: Mango Juice
Summer or Winter: Spring
Frienster or Facebook: Frienster – Facebook is complicated
Windows or Mac: Windows
Cats or Dogs: Dogs
Rain or Shine: Snow
Chips or Popcorn: Cinnamon Rolls
Salty or Sweet: Sour
Plane or Boat: Bicycle
Morning or Night: Morning
Movie or Play: Play
Walk or Drive: Walk
Money or Love: Both
Breakfast or Dinner: Breakfast
Forgiveness or Revenge: Both but forgiveness comes first
Paint or Wallpaper: Neither
House or Aparment: Any – I just need a place called HOME

Do you?
Have Any Pets: Nope. Give away for adoption
Have Any Children: Nope
Smoke: Nope
Drink: Yes but seldom
Exercise: Yes, coz I am heavy and big
Play On A Sports Team: Nope, dunno what I can play
Belong to Any Organizations: Nope
Love your Job: Nope, my job sucks
Like to Cook: Yes, but not as much as I love baking
Play Any Instrument: Yes, a bit of guitar, piano, flute, harmonica and drum
Sing: Yes
Dance: Yes
Speak Multiple Language: Yes. English, Malay and 4 dialects of Chinese
Ice Skate: I can but only available in KL not Ipoh
Swim: Yes, not very good but won’t get drowned also
Paint: Yes, but ‘retired’ years back
Write: I guess I am. Blogging considered as writing?
Ski: No snow in Malaysia – it’s a tropical country
Juggle: Nope

Have You Ever
Stolen Anything: Yes
Been Drunk Before Noon: No
Got Caught Telling A Lie: Yes, who don’t?
Got A Speeding Ticket: Yes, parking ticket as well
Been Arrested: No
Littered: Yes, that’s part of Malaysian culture
Cheated On A Test: Yes, last did it during my high school final test
Eaten Food Off the Floor: Yes..only at home coz the floor is clean
Stuck Gum Under A Desk: Nope, never did that before
Wished You Were Someone Else: Nope. If I were someone else, then I wouldn't be called Grace anymore
Cried During A Movie: Yes….very touching

Other
Describe Yourself In One Word: One word not enough
Biggest Fear: Dunno yet – Snake? Mouse?
Biggest Mistake: Being too nice to people and in return they stab me back
Your Proudest Accomplishment: Errrmmmm, a lot I guess
#1Priority In Your Life: Enjoy my life coz its short. You might not know when it will come to an end
Dream Job: Stay at home wife and doing some tailoring…Haha! I know you guys must be laughing
Special Talents: Dunno
Where are you right now: In office
Where would you rather be: At this time, I prefer I am at home watching my mum cooking
Famous Person You Want To Meet: None
Place to Visit Before: Bali, Mauritius
Song Played At Your Funeral: Huh…..never thought of dying. Okay, that would be my favourite song

10 + 1 Ah Beng Stories

2008-09-19T15:51:00.006+08:00

Situation 1

Ah Beng went shopping with Girl. A typical Ah Beng will never offer to carry the shopping bags or the girl's hand bag. This is what happened when Girl ask Ah Beng to hold her hand bag.

Girl: Ah Beng, please hold my bag.
Ah Beng: What! You got no hand ah. Next time don’t bring hand bag lar..

Situation 2

When Ah Beng went to western restaurant with Girl, this is what a typical Ah Beng will order.

Ah Beng: Give me fried lice (rice)
Girl: T-bone steak, mushroom soup with garlic bread and a red wine.

God damn, you can fry rice at home also. When go for dining, please order something special which you don’t normally have at home.

Situation 3

When Ah Beng and Girl dining at Indian restaurant.

Ah Beng: Kasi roti canai kuah dhal!
Girl: Banana leave rice with crab curry (the spicy the better), add on rasem and payasem.

Ah Beng ordered kuah dhal coz typical Chinaman don’t take hot food. *Girl hit head on table*

Situation 4

Girl found a dancing studio and would like to learn dancing.

Girl: Ah Beng, I would like to learn dancing.

Ah Beng: Haha, you so fat, can dance or not?

Situation 5

Girl try to persuade Ah Beng to go for traveling.

Girl: Ah Beng, let’s go for holiday.
Ah Beng: Go where?
Girl: Let’s go to Bali.
Ah Beng: Bali ah. Nothing to see there lar; surrounded by beaches only. You want to get sunburn ah?
Girl: Isn’t that a romantic place?
Ah Beng: NO MONEY lar.

Barger, there’s economy flight called Air Asia.

Situation 6

When Ah Beng finally agree to travel.

Girl: When are you going to bring me to Bali?
Ah Beng: See lah when I am free. We’ll plan and SEE.

This answer means asking Girl to wait till he feels like going but waiting is not the answer and Girl tells Ah Beng…

Girl: Ah Beng, I am going to Bali next month. I’ve booked my flight but I didn’t book on your behalf coz you not free right?

Situation 7

Ah Beng and Girl went shopping and it rain when they are about to leave. Caught in the middle of the rain, Ah Beng still insists to go to the car park to get his car.

Ah Beng: Girl, the rain is not very heavy right? Let’s run together to get to the car. It’s just a few steps away.

The fact is, the rain is very heavy and the car is F*%#~King far.

Situation 8

When Ah Beng and Girl reaches home.

Ah Beng: Girl, you go down and open the gate.
Girl: *get down and slam car the door*

Situation 9

Ah Beng finished his dinner and put all the dishes in the sink. Then Girl tells Ah Beng…

Girl: Ah Beng, can’t you just clean up the dishes?
Ah Beng: I already take my shower and I want to get my hand dirty.
Girl: *throw dished on the floor*

Situation 10

Ah Beng and Girl bought a new house and they are discussing on sharing responsibilities on cleaning the house.

Girl: Ah Beng, I’ll sweep the floor everyday and you mop the floor once a week.
Ah Beng: Isn’t that cleaning is all the GIRLS’ job?

*Girl kicks Ah Beng ass again*

And the last one......

Situation 11

When Ah Beng tries to show his love to Girl.

Ah Beng: Girl, I got thin coz I miss you so much!

Girl: I got fat because I am too happy.

Ah Beng: Then I must make you sad so that you can get thin.

Girl: What kind of boyfriend is that who like to make girlfriend sad? =Asshole boyfriend *Girl kicks Ah Beng ass*

You guys probably will laugh your ass off after reading the jokes above. All that I can say 9 out of 11 of the jokes I’ve experience it. There's no joke Man!

Mehendi….. A beautiful piece of art

2008-09-17T21:50:00.021+08:00

This will be my 6th post and I seem like I’ve already started cracking my head on what to share. I was wondering how the hell that other bloggers can blog for few years and yet they still have many thing to write. My computer hard disk crash few months ago and I hardly have time to copy back the files I’ve backup before it went dead. Then one fine day, I got my entangled lazy nerves straight and I started to copy back all my songs and picture as it was before. I found a few masterpieces which I’ve done before which are the mehendi arts. Although I wasn’t an expert in mehendi drawing but I am sure I am proud of myself that I actually can pick up this art quite fast without anyone giving me guidance or lessons. I am artistic I guess ~~ :-p !!

Mehendi is an ancient Indian Body Art. It is used in creating intricate ethnic or contemporary designs and exotic patterns on various parts of the body, especially to the hands and feet of women preparing for special ceremonies like engagement, wedding, prayers and other reason to celebrate.

Mehendi art on the back and shoulder

Mehendi art on foot

Mehendi art on hand

I find it is a nice alternative to permanent tattoos since I was so scared onto having one. The process of applying henna in this manner is called 'Mehendi', an ancient ritual and art form dating back 5,000 years and is considered good luck in India, Middle East and North Africa. No Indian wedding is ever complete without the mehendi. The bride’s hands are adorned with the lovely red hue of the mehendi.

Henna is actually a plant which is about 3 to 5 feet tall. Its leaves are then dried and ground to make the henna powder. Pure henna, with the help of heat, moisture and time, leaves a reddish brown stain on skin. At first it is light, then darkening during the next 24 hours. The quality of henna used will give various results for the shades. Sometimes the colour can darken to almost black, but basically the colour is reddish brown as I’ve tried applying henna many times before. At times the shades can be reddish orange.

Henna leaves

How to Apply Mehendi?

You can make your own powder by drying henna leaves in shade. It might take weeks for them to dry to a crisp and you need to grind them thoroughly. You may also buy henna powder from the market.

1. Henna powder sieved through a muslin cloth.

2. Well strained strong tea decoction.

3. Eucalyptus oil (few drops).

4. Strained lime juice.

5. Sugar (one table spoon).

Take the henna powder in a bowl, add the tea till it becomes a thick paste (similar to a dough). Add eucalyptus oil, sugar and lime juice and mix well to make it into a smooth and thin paste. Leave it covered over night or during the day if you prefer to apply in the night. Make a cone.... Take a thick plastic cover or use any thick freezer bag - cut it into shape of rectange 7" X 4". Twist one corner of the cover to make a cone. Tighten the tip to make tiny hole. Hold the tip and fill the paste and tie the broader end tightly with a thread. You also get readymade cones from the market.

Henna cones

An expert piece of art

The following pictures are some design which I have applied for myself and some friends before. It’s a very simple design. What do you expect? I am just at the beginner level. I hope that I can master this art which I considered fine and beautiful. I love mehendi.

A design for the bride

Mid Autumn Festival

2008-09-16T08:26:00.022+08:00

Today is the seventeen day of the eighth lunar month. The Chinese celebrated Mid Autumn Festival 2 days ago or it is more commonly know as the Moon Cake Festival by the local people here. The moon’s orbit is at its lowest angle to the horizon on the fifteen day, making the moon appear brighter and larger than any other time of the year. I too celebrate this special day except I do not burn incense in reverence to deities since I am a Christian. Celebrating this day was just a culture to me.

At 8.30pm, me and Lyann (my housemate) together with Wong (my ex colleague) and his wife went over to Alvin’s house for the celebration.

Alvin's house

Alvin's neighbour house

Alvin’s family had some food prepared for us. Not forgotten, they also have some joss stick and candles prepared for the prayers. Moon cake is one of the compulsory foods. Other foods being served by Alvin’s family are pomelo, yam, ‘ling kok’ (a type of food with 2 horns), fruits, dried pork slice and many others.

Food prepared by Alvin's family

Yam and 'Ling Kok'

Alvin and his mother preparing for prayers

Nowadays, moon cakes came with various flavors and delicate packaging. Moon cakes are round pastries that are about an inch in height. Inside, they are normally filled with lotus seeds, red bean paste, orange peel, melon seeds, ham, dried flower petals, salted duck's egg yolk. There are so many new flavours of moon cake produced this year; sambal shrimp, ginseng chicken, chicken floss, and many more but I still prefer the traditional moon cake which is the lotus paste with salted duck’s egg yolk. Kampong ah moi prefer something which is simple. Isn’t that the moon cake taste weird with those fancy fancy flavours?

The mid-autumn festival is rich in oral history and legend. Let me share with you a Chinese fairy tales story about the mid autumn festival. Long ago, there are 10 suns in the sky. It is so hot that it burns the planet and the people are dying. Then, came this hero whose name was Hou Yi. He used his bow and arrows to shoot down nine of them. All the people on the earth were saved. The queen of heaven gave Hou Yi a bottle elixir which could make Hou Yi become an immortal but the elixir was only efficacious for one person. Hou Yi did want to become an immortal but he wanted to stay with her beautiful wife Chang'e more, so he didn't drink the elixir and asked his wife Chang'e to keep it for him.

Change'e and Hou Yi

Hou Yi was becoming more and more famous after he shot down the nine suns and more and more men wanted Hou Yi to be their master. Most of them were accepted by Hou Yi. Not every student of Hou Yi had good morality. Feng Meng, one of his students, wanted to seize his elixir. One day, Hou Yi went hunting with his students but Feng Meng pretended to be ill and stay at home. When making sure Hou Yi had gone he went to Hou Yi's house and tried to force Chang'e to give him the elixir. Chang'e knew she couldn't defeat Feng Meng so she drank the elixir immediately. The elixir made her become an immortal and fly higher and higher. Finally, she stopped on the moon. From then on, people often pray Chang'e for fortune and safety. Especially on the Mid-Autumn Festival they prepared lots of foods for Chang'e. The end.

Chang'e and the moon

I would like to take this opportunity to share some pictures which I drew back in year 2001.

Does it look like Chang'e?

Okay, continue from our celebration of the mid autumn fes. When we arrived at Alvin’s house, we couldn’t see the moon as it is being covered by thick clouds. About 2 hours later, it started drizzling but not really wet.

The moon hiding behind the thick clouds (can't see anything)

We did miss out the best part. We are supposed to light up lantern and walk round the neighborhood but the weather doesn’t allow. So, what we did is sit there and enjoy the food and started talking about…….politics lah…. like those uncle and aunties at ‘kopitiam’ (coffee shop). Be carefull lah, later get caught by ISA ah! When finally we need to make a move back home after the celebration, the moon was so bright and round. Wow……~~!!! Here are some nice pictures to share. Happy Mid Autumn Festival!

Lord Asmodeus

2008-09-13T08:47:00.010+08:00

As you can see in my profile, I introduce myself as “a human found by Lord Asmodeus”. Later on, one of my friend asked me who is Lord Asmodeus actually. He mistook Lord Asmodeus as my bf. Hereby, this blog is specially dedicated to Lord Asmodeus. I promise to write about him in my 3rd blog but wasn’t able to do so as I don’t have any idea to write about him at that time.

I did a search on this name, Asmodeus, and I found a lot more info about him. Asmodeus, also known as Ashmadia, a name most likely originated from the Persian Aeshma-deva ("demon of wrath"). Okay, Asmodeus is actually a ‘demon’. Asmodeus might looked like this…

or this ..........

As describe in Asmodeus blog, "demonlordasmodeus", he is in the mission on finding Lilith. Now you must be asking who is Lilith? I did a search on Lilith as well. Her identity class can be a Demon, Vampire or Goddess. *knock head*, yet another ‘demon’. The picture is pretty clear now, a ‘demon’ looking for another ‘demon’. So, the conclusion is, I am not Lord Asmodeus gf lar cause I am not in the demon category. Hahaha…….

Asmodeus is not a ‘demon’ to me even though his character might be similar to that. I have not seen him in person but from our sharing through internet, Asmodeus is a person who can give out all his heart and soul to achieve something. He told me that he once did many crazy things just for his love ones. It is so ‘crazy’ to the extend that you just can’t believe it. When I first heard about his story, what crossed my mind is like those Korean or Taiwanese love story drama where the ‘prince charming’ keep protecting the ‘princess’ when she is in trouble. So fake one lea……

I knew Asmodeus through my housemate Lyann for almost 1 year. He came from the town which I grew up, Teluk Intan. I nicknamed Asmodeus as “Toplu”. It’s a very weird name. “Toplu” is actually a name derived from a Disney cartoon character. *scratch head* Where got Disney cartoon character called “Toplu” one? Later I will tell you which cartoon character it is. On last year Christmas, Toplu sent me and Lyann a Christmas gift all the way from Singapore. The parcel was delivered to my office via express courier and it arrives on Christmas Eve. The courier charges cost so much more than the gift and Toplu didn’t expect this but he is kind enough to make us happy and he decided to send it anyway coz Toplu wants the gift to arrive before Christmas. We were both very happy on receiving the gift. This is the first time where a person we’ve never met before sending us G.I.F.T. See, now you know how sweet is the ‘demon’~ ~ ~! !

And here is the gift that Toplu get me last year……

Taaa Daaaaaaa……

A disney carton charactor soft toy Pluto........

Now you read Plu To name the other way round. That's how Asmodeus nickname derived from....

Something better than nothing

2008-09-09T23:18:00.013+08:00

I got so excited recently on my new blog. Everything seems so new to me. Blogging has never crossed my mind before and now that I’m writing my own blog? I can’t believe it. I’ve been trying to improve my layout for the past few days and it don’t really work well simply because ‘kampong’ girl dunno how to edit mah. Uploading the header image took few hours of my time. Well, another problem is…… I don’t even know how to use Photoshop. All that I can guarantee at my blog is all pictures posted never been touched up before. So I guess there will be a lot more ugly pictures and weak photography skills to share. Here, I am proud of my header picture which I only added text in.

Furthermore, I added another web tools which is the hit counter. It will calculate how many times my site being viewed or visited. About 5 hours later, I got 8 hits to my site as shown by the counter.

Follow on with 11 hits.....

And now, when comes to the end of the day, all I got is……………………………..

17 hits!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ohhhhhhhhh well, at least there are some people who read my blog.

So, people out there, please come here as often as you can to ….

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Hit me ~ ~!

Story of a 'kampong' girl

2008-09-05T23:33:00.010+08:00

I would like to share with you guys (and girls as well) why my blogsite was named “kampongmoi”. I was born in a small town called Ipoh. Well, now it’s already a city lor. Even though I was born there but I wasn’t brought up there. I was brought up in another smaller town called Teluk Intan where you can find the only leaning tower in Malaysia. Yes, it’s almost the same like the one in Italy, the leaning tower of Pisa.

The Leaning Tower of Pisa The Leaning Tower of Teluk Intan

I would be luckier if my parents got to stay nearby the town but due to my dad working place, we have to stay in the company’s quarter (hostel) which is surrounded by oil palm trees. No doubt that I was brought up in oil palm ‘estate’. Sure you guys know that ‘estate’ in Malaysia means a place seems for the low class people who work for the plantation. Indeed, my mum and dad work for the plantation. My dad is an electrician in charged of palm oil processing and my mum works as nurse for the plantation clinic. I don’t get much exposure for the 9 years I was there since I was born. I like music; I like to play the piano; I like dancing especially belle class; I like to swim;I love drawing but I wasn’t lucky enough to attend those classes like kids now a days.

The ‘estate’ was located about 10 miles from the main road leading to town. Mind you, it’s MILE not KM. From the main road it takes another 7 mile to reach to town centre. Transport is another problem to our family. My mother does not know how to drive and have to rely on my dad to bring us around. Add on, we are considered as low income family and traveling don’t really come into our mind unless there are urgent matters.

Thank God that my parents as classified as the second class workers where we enjoyed better benefits from the company where we have a comfortable hostel with toilet and bathroom attached. Yes, having toilet and bathroom attached considered high class already lor. The lowest class worker only have hostel with public toilets lea. The first class workers are the managers and the executives where their hostel are furnished with air cond. Back in those years, air cond is considered as luxury not necessity.

I spend my childhood running around the palm oil plantation playing hide and seek with my neighbour’s kids. Things got so adventurous when we decided to get deeper into the plantation where we almost get lost. Imagine that I was only 5 or 6 back then. I guess I scared my parents to death when I couldn’t get home by 7pm as restricted by my mom.

I have always considered myself lucky that my parents are able to put food on the table for the family. Some family staying in the ‘estate’ are so hard core poor where I can see their kids have nothing to eat and they eat sand …S A N D. Come to think back of my past, I think I have walked a windy road compared to others which lead me to become an independent person. Don’t worry guys; I am not begging you to pity me for what I’ve gone through. I enjoyed my childhood, cross my heart, I love it a lot!!

Come back to the topic, why mysite is named ‘kampongmoi’? I am typically a ‘kampong’ (kampung) person. I like to stay at home if I don’t have any appointment with my friends. I like sewing and one of my dream is taking up tailoring course so that I can tailor made my own clothes. Till now I haven’t do that yet. I like arts and embroidery. I paint and do stitching. I love jigsaw puzzle which really test my patience on completing it. I love sudoku to exercise my brain though my analytical skill is weak..damn weak. My maths result is totally out of question. I can get 17 marks out of 100. I always tell my friends that my maths is like 1+1= 11. I like doing housework, decorating and cleaning up my messy room every weak. I love baking, but NOT cooking. I can make cookies and cakes. Lastly, I’ve found my new love, which is dancing………..Currently I am attending classes for Belly Dance and Fusion Pop…yeah, it’s sort of hip hop type. Yo yo, yeah yeah ~ ~!! I don’t like to put on make up which make me feel like I am wearing a mask. I prefer my face free from powder. I don’t like to wear heels and fancy dresses coz I don’t have that ‘body’ lar. I am totally lost in KL and Selangor. I dunno where is Damansara, Puchong, Bangsar, Shah Alam, PJ, Kepong, USJ, Sri Petaling, Kelana Jaya, blah..blah..blah. For me, KL and Selangor considered as ONE which is KL lor. So, the conclusion is I am ‘kampong’ lah; totally a country bumpkin, very ‘sua ku’, never really explore the big big city yet. The only place I am most familiar in KL is Pudaraya Station. Hahaha~ ~! Okay, I guess the ‘kampong ah moi’ (short form – ‘kampongmoi’) have written long enough. Time to give some TLC (tender, loving, care) for my Choco.

My brown colour puppy "Chocolate"

My first blog entry!

2008-09-04T17:22:00.002+08:00

It has been quite a while since I started reading people’s blog but I was too lazy to blog myself. Perhaps my English wasn’t so well that I feel ‘pai seh’ to blog. I don’t have many stories to blog about coz I don’t have much interesting event to attend neither do I go for travelling or partying like most bloggers do. Sigh…. No money for all that lar…..Well, that is the reason why I name my nick as kampongmoi. What I used to do is go for work, come back, watch tv and sleep. All those have been a routine for the past few years since I started working. I don’t have many friends around which also make my life less colorful. The closest person to me is my housemate Lyann which we shared a lot together from up to down, left to right, north to south, east to west. A friend of mine, Dickson, asking why I like to read people’s blog instead of writing my own? Well, I just tell him that no body will read my blog anyway, then why should I blog? We had a long conversation about blogging while I was driving back home after work. He himself has a blog posted on his Friendster but he never bothered whether there will be any reader or not. He would just blog it as his personal e-diary. Anyway, I don’t read his blog either coz I dun understand Chinese lar… I am a typical OCBC (Orang Cina Bukan Cina) not because I don’t support him. Here, I would like to thank him for making my mind clear that blogging does not really need reader’s right? But I know that I will have my No 1 reader which is, Dickson lah, the person who hit me right at my brain so that I will start my own blog. So here it is, my first blog ever in my life. Thanks a lot to my friend and hope that there will be many more stories to share about. Cheers~~!!!

Perak Land of Grace

24 hours a day is not enough

The smell of rain

My lunch for the week

F*~!@~#%^* this shit

Difference between "Wife" and "Girlfriend"

Fun to be MALAYSIAN!

L.O.V.E

Hidden memories

Kan Yin & Sook Mei Wedding

Polo Café, Heritage Hotel (Valentine Menu)

Little green leaves - Part 2

My Valentine

First day of class

I am still alive!

Time to study

Restoran MP (Moven Peak)

P & C Fashion

I'm back!

A dozen things

Winter Solstice Festival

Happy Boxing Day!

Oh! Christmas Tree

Special dedication to Ai Leng

Experience Pays!

Little green leaves

Milo Break

I saw an accident yesterday

I've been followed

Tasek Square

Kinta Riverfront

Restoran Makanan Laut Sun Wen Cau

Chignon Affair

Smiling Moon

New header image

Rasa Mas

Savvy Sense

Bercham Kaya Puff and Egg Tart

Kampongmoi Hit 444

Pusing Curry "Lai Fun"

God's Little Acre

Happy Anniversary

All Souls Day

A Date with Baskin Robbins

Happy Halloween

My 'baby' fall sick

KBR Restaurant

Little India - Ipoh

Foods and Deepavali

Pessimist vs Optimist

When are you too old?

My working experiences

Me and my Boss~!

Sunset at Bukit Kledang

Liz found kampongmoi

Nine words women use

Tortoise Net

Mouse Car

Little info about myself

10 + 1 Ah Beng Stories

Mehendi….. A beautiful piece of art

Mid Autumn Festival

Lord Asmodeus

Something better than nothing

Story of a 'kampong' girl

My first blog entry!

F~!@~#%^ this shit