wingsun's

Happy Birthday Queen!

2008-06-09T15:21:00.004+09:30

wingsun says:
so how are your monday blues?

marktan says:
it's dark blue

Hahaha Marko oh Marko! Only you would think of something as such to say!

I am glad to report that unlike Marko, I am not experiencing any shades of Monday blues. Yay to public holidays!!!! So gracious of God to allow a long weekend after my first week of work:) Though I did hear that her actual birthday is in April, but as we have other public holidays in April, apparently they had to spread it out. Haha.

Next public holiday- Labour day (October)
Next next one- Christmas day.

SO DEPRESSING OK. Haih.

One week of work down, 39 years and 51 weeks more to go!:(

Melbourne and after.

2008-05-30T02:41:00.001+09:30

I just asked my sister to check my facebook for something and she asked what my name was. Gee, thanks sis. I love you too.

Anyway, it's been a almost two weeks since I came back, and boy am I glad to be back. Melbourne is great and all but Adelaide is definitely home:) And i certainly did miss it so, especially since I kept getting insults. They called Adelaide "woop woop", apparently it meaning rural or something. Ok lah, just a few more pictures from the remainder of my trip there:

Joey, Daniel, Ruth and I at Mount Dandenong

Waiting room at Miss Marple's, quaint english place.

Yummy oh yummy.

Massive doll house. I swear those freaky dolls
come out and kill people at night.

St. Kilda's beach. Augh.
Nothing great.

Xhin and I revisiting childhood.

THE BEST THING! Spanish doughnuts dipped in
warm melted chocolate. YUM.

Crazy sweet Greek dessert. My cousin couldn't eat
it as she said it too disturbingly resembled
fried bihun, but sweet. Haha!

Phebe and I at Koko Black

Apparently a very happy me.
Koko Black wins Max Brenner in my books!!!!

Outside Crown casino

Joey and I on the night we went galavanting
around Melbourne city:)

Cousin's insanely small studio apartment where we
both survived 10 days without any drama. Thanks cuzzie:)

Yes, Adelaide is void of these beauties.
Prob for my own good though:(

Ok, tired of posting pictures already. Thanks to those of you who made this trip great:)

Life continues on back here in Adelaide. Though, I have to say it's going to interesting now as I officially have a new permanent job:) God's been amazing and it can really only be Him. I am pretty sure He can be doing something else more worthwhile but He sure is faithful and gracious. Though I have to say I will miss my various up-to-me sleeping schedule. Oh well, duty to live calls.

Till next time!

Melbourne Till Now.

2008-05-12T16:19:00.000+09:30

I was excitedly playing around with my cousin's photoshop since I haven't been able to edit my pictures since I last reformatted my computer. But after about an hour, due to my lack of creativity, gave up on editing pictures. So yes, no fancy-mancy pictures posted this time round.

Just a little glimpse of Melbourne and what I have been up to.

With Kristy at the Basement in Meyers

Chinatown! We Chinese rule the world!!!!

Oh, 7-eleven is foreign to the us from Adelaide and Zone 2. Haha.

At one of my favourite little streets!

Max Brenner's!!

Where all the fatty goodness comes from

Kristy drinking hot chocolate from a cup that disturbing
resembles a bedpan. And it has little choco balls floating in them.

Chocolate!

Cousin and I at a newly discovered mall

Some Chinese procession

Rallying against Scientology. I decided it was time to
leave when he wanted to pass me something. Haha.

A glimpse of home!

Shopping at Chapel St.

Desserts that almost killed Joey and me. And this
was after a massive dinner.

The city from Federation Square

Yes, some more food.

The Ong siblings! After like 2 plus years!!!!

Border's gift card. Gift cards are good for
non-present buying people like me.

Wow. Enough for pictures for now. Didn't realize it would be that tiring to post them all. Haha.

It's been awesome weather in Melbourne and I hope it continues! Though, it was sunny today and I haven't even left the apartment. Hehe. I am still like this though miles away from home.

Almost dinner time! More food!!!!!!

3 years worth.

2008-04-19T02:13:00.000+09:30

As my coursemates and I took our seats after that 10 second walk across the stage to collect our parchments and shake the hand of the chancellor, we were all muttering how the 3 years didn't seem worth it. Haha..

Gracie and I came to this foreign land together more than 3 years ago. Man, doesn't time fly. About 2 weeks ago Gracie graduated.

And then it was my turn:)

Flowers courtesy of Gracie

My 10 second stage appearance

A horrible picture of me attempting to
do the mortar board throwing thing

A few of my coursemates

One of my favourite and tallest lecturers

My course coordinator and lecturer

All the above came all the way down to Uni!
I love you guys!

Yeah, I think 3 years was all worth it:) Certainly looking forward to what's to come next!!!

Random facts

2008-04-05T00:44:00.003+10:30

A random fact I read:

On an average day, an adult spends 77 minutes eating.

A random fact about me you shall read:

On an average 77 minutes, Wing Sun spends 77 minutes eating.

Foong-ians.

2008-03-15T02:24:00.006+10:30

I miss him.

I miss her.

I miss them.

I miss US.

2008-02-07T03:11:00.000+10:30

Since I missed out blogging on the "English" New Year, here I am making up for it. It's officially New Year's on the lunar calendar and this is what my sister and I have been striving to better ourselves in:

We are the intelligent, thinking kind for sure.

As for my sister, I don't know, but I have been doing absolutely nothing lately that requires brainpower, so no one can blame me.

Following this will be several days of massive food and money consumption. Life is bliss:)

恭喜法拆

My cousin's computer allows us to type in Chinese and I certainly hope what I said up there was Happy Chinese New Year!

Home.

2007-12-19T22:22:00.000+10:30

I know I know. It's been ages since I last updated. And since then, I have endured 8 excruciating hours in a budget airline and am now safely home.Like every other student coming home, FOOD was one of the main things I was looking forward to. However, let me share my first meal out.

My family and I went to this hawker place (all Malaysians know hawker food is usually the best!) in some forsaken town before Cameron Highlands and I ordered the one-whole-year-didn't-eat-already wanton mee. There I was happily indulging on black mee, charsiew and wanton when I saw a thingo that closely resembled a worm. I played around with it with my chopsticks, checking it out. It was then when i saw lines on it. It was CLEARLY A WORM. I almost died. NO KIDDING. Augh. Thinking about it is enough to make me barf. However, unlike Adelaide, I can't tell those losers that served me that disgusting plate of wanton mee and expect anything to be done.

And then I went to the toilet, cause as always, my irritatingly small bladder failed to hold until a more decent toilet was found. I went to those legendary squatting ones (definitely better than those sitting ones) and when I flushed, water got on my feet and thongs. I almost died again for the 2nd time in the same hour. AUGH.

For now, I am going to stick to shopping centers and home cooked food until I get over my traumatic ordeal. I don't know whether being in Adelaide for so long has made me more of a prick or things have just gotten worse here. Either way, I hate it.

I am yet to say I am enjoying food here, so for now, I am still missing Adelaide a whole bunch!!!!!

Ok, gtg. Going to eat again. Maybe just something like KFC or McDonalds for now.

That time of the year again.

2007-11-02T23:01:00.000+10:30

I remember posting this picture last year around this time as well. One year ago! Man.

Just a few stresses I had to endure these past few days:

1. Having the urge to pee in the middle of a Leadership training in a foreign church building where the toilets seemed miles away. All those unfamiliar faces staring back at me. I already find it a little stressful to leave during service in my own church, let alone some other alien church. Since it was not worth creating a puddle in that foreign chuch building,I did end up going. Without drawing too much unwanted attention, thank God.

2. Meeting my Korean friend's parents for dinner. I knew nuts. I didn't know what I should call them, whether I could talk during dinner or whether I could even lift my plate off the table. Some friend said I couldn't. Stupid. But knowing me, I had to end up flicking noodles over the Korean uncle. Haih. Hope they didn't interpret that as me not liking their authentic Korean food.

3. Dealing with the throttled used-to-be-ADSL 2+ speed to the now-dial-up speed when I am rushing to obtain information for assignments (or when I really need to download a show cause I have already waited all week).

4. Having to finish 3 assignments as well as study for an exam. ALL by next week.

As all can probably tell from me blogging at a crucial time, I do not stress easily. While majority of normal human beings wish to lessen their stress levels, I think I should induce stress into my life if it were possible. So I might actually get things done.

Hope everyone survives this this stressful period. I give you permission to load your stress onto me since I seem to have a high tolerance of it.

Back.

2007-10-22T18:22:00.000+09:30

I dusted.
I swept.
I wiped.
I picked off spiderwebs.

Hence, the rediscovery of my blog once again!:) Ok, maybe I have to start looking for my good sense of humour too.

Anyway, I just have to share this. In the past month, I have discovered about 3 of my classmates are married. When they said, "my husband" I almost had a heart attack and died, considering they are all around my age. I guess it is common among Australians, but still!

I should be getting worried eh. Haih.

Ok, that is all for this post. Looks like my dusting, sweeping, wiping and picking off spiderwebs is wasted.

Speaking of spiderwebs, my car has probably breeded several generations of spiders already. I should clean my car since rain seems to be more scarce nowadays. Though it is raining now. Check tomorrow and hope that all spiderwebs are gone lah. Fingers crossed.

Distractions

2007-09-08T22:40:00.000+09:30

Wow, I haven't blogged in almost a month. I honestly feel like blogs are slowly dying. I don't seem to be the only one that is not faithfully updating his/her blog. I also have no compulsion to read blogs of others anymore. I remember I used to update myself with the events of other people's lives everyday. So no life.

Not that I have any more of a life now lah. I am just distracted from blogging by FACEBOOK. Hahaha.. I never thought that I would conform to the hype. After all, I never joined the Friendster craze. Looks like my defences weaken as the years go by. In my defense, I joined Facebook just so that I could look at the profiles of other people. Little did I know that throwing sheep and buying people drinks and stuff from the bakery would get me hooked. I am so uncool.

Distracted from blogging because of Facebook.
Distracted from doing assignments because of Facebook.
Distracted from sleeping at normal times because of Facebook.

It's really of the devil. That or it's just my own personal issue in life I have to deal with. But I am so sure others are battling with this issue as well!! Right?

OH oh. I am sure most would have heard or read this but I am going to say it anyway. Switchfoot was AMAZING!!!! One of the best nights EVER!!!! OH man. If anyone gets the chance to see them, you must!!!

Me, the Grump.

2007-08-14T00:05:00.000+09:30

I am turning into a grump at this young age of 21. A mean one too I might add. Any little event in my life that doesn't according to how I want it to be sparks off a million monsters within me that are just dying to be expressed. Preferably by causing pain to anyone or anything. I have not been so short-tempered nor so temperamental in my life. I think. Whatever it is, this is not good.

The worse is that I do not at all suffer from this predicament. My housemates, the people I work with or whoever that happens to be at the wrong place at the wrong time are the ones that face my wrath. How I still have friends or how I manage to wake up each morning alive without my housemates smothering me the night before amazes me. You guys certainly have mercy and grace. I need some pointers.

I apologize if you fall into any of the categories above. And also for those that may fall into those categories in the future. Chances are, it really wasn't your fault but mine.

Time to quit Uni and attend an Anger Management class? Hhhhmm.. Maybe this is a set-up like how Adam Sandler experienced.

Fine, maybe not. This is all real and I have a real problem.

One Of The Many

2007-08-09T22:56:00.000+09:30

Out of my bag of habits is Habit #256.

Habit #256 is "Sitting in my towel after a shower for as long as I possibly can."

Yes, I do that every night if I am not rushing to go anywhere. Just ask my housemates. It's not that I particularly enjoy doing it, it's just that laziness always gets the better of me. I love being in my warm and clean PJs, but before I even get to that stage I would have to perform the necessary "after shower duties" such as blow drying my hair, applying moisturiser, blah blah. Augh. So I put it off as much as I can.

When in my towel, I usually just sit in front of the laptop and do nonsense such as chat and blog surf. Such a waste of time. I am incapable of doing anything fruitful while, hhhmm, incompletely dressed. I must say though, I waste less time during winter. Because it gets so unbearably cold in that large, thick piece of cloth, I tend to get on with life sooner. Unfortunately, it appears to be getting warmer. Hence, I celebrated the warmth by increasing my towel time last night. Oh no.

I think this habit is still sticking around because I don't even deem it as a very bad thing. That's bad enough eh.

Btw, I hope that while reading this there were no mental images that haunted you. Because it certainly would not have been pleasant. My apologies if otherwise.

My Manglish is Underestimated!!

2007-07-26T16:39:00.000+09:30

Here's the story:

I am almost done with my placement, well, that meaning that I am going to be done tomorrow evening at 5pm (WOOHOO!!). Anyways, because it is afterall a Uni placement and I am supposed to be graded on it, my "boss" here has to fill out an evaluation form. I just came back from a meeting with her in regards to that.

There are many different areas that I am evaluated on. Stuff such as, "Leadership Skills", "Willingness to learn" and blah blah. All that sort of stuff. I saw the ticks in the boxes, "Excellent", "Excellent" and "Excellent". Suddenly I noticed a tick out of alignment, slightly more to the left. It was ticked on the "Very Good" box. Fyi, "Very Good" is less good than "Excellent".

Guess what box was ticked as only "Very Good"???? My Oral Communication Skills. Seriously, out of the all the different aspects, the one that I thought I would have at least gotten an "Excellent" or better still, an "Outstanding", I got a "Very Good". People who know me know that I have no trouble at all in my oral communication, in fact, some people probably wish that I had less ability to display my oral communication skills so often.

She explained that she sometimes doesn't totally grasp what I am trying to say and she said that I seem to lose her. She said that it's ok, because I haven't been in Australia for long. I proceeded to tell her that English has been my first language my entire life, and she was certainly surprised. I tell you, these Aussies. Just because someone has a different accent to them, they give them a "Very Good".

Don't get me wrong. I am not complaining about the grade. It's just that, if I could have gotten an "Excellent" for Punctuality (people that know me will again know how bad I am with time), it is truly an insult to get a "Very Good" for my Oral Communication.

Oh well, what to do. I will never ever conform and take on the Australian accent. I will just have to live with it LAH!

Siblings

2007-07-16T10:16:00.000+09:30

It was early Monday morning when I decided to "warm-up" a little before doing the work that I am actually supposed to do. So blog surfing I went. Went to my sister's blog and saw that she posted pictures of my baby brother's (Loser) birthday party.

It was then, on a depressing, cold and mundane Monday morning that I felt like I sorely missed my siblings.

A typical sight: Brother eating and Sister taking pics of self.

They say that he looks like me?

Good old times

Michael Rowan spoke of the different kinds of love at camp. One of the four different types was "Storge" love, meaning family love. No matter how irritating my siblings can get or how far away I am, I guess I am stuck loving them forever.

Lunch Time!

2007-07-03T13:12:00.000+09:30

My workmates always ask me to join them for lunch and I usually refuse cause I don't want to be tempted to eat all the junk they have at the Kiosk downstairs.

Then they proceed to ask me why I am not eating like everyone else. I reply that it's cause I have a tummy along with a lot of other things.

They retort in disbelief and say that I have nothing to lose. They think I am some crazy weight obsessed nutcase.

It certainly is nice to be living in a fat nation. The only problem is that I come from a non-fat nation, so it's hard to lose that mentality. Fat teasing friends also don't help.

Anyway, one more point to Australia in helping boost my self esteem.

Just for your information:

I am so going to jail. Especially since I am now working with the SA government and every website and email sent is passed through some system. First I was blocked from entering the MSN webmessenger website because it was "deemed as inappropriate for office use" and they went on to notifiy me that "this notice is logged in the systems." Scared me to death but no, I still proceeded to use meebo.com after a friend informed me of it existence. Also, I email friends telling them I am counting down hours till going home and blog during office hours, calling this a fat nation.

So if you don't hear from me, I am most definitely in jail. Hopefully I would have at least gotten a visit from the really handsome IT fellas from Level 9.

My Drastic Change?

2007-06-21T09:46:00.000+09:30

For those that don't know, I am currently on my Uni placements. Everyday 9am-5pm. Knowing me, I tend to whinge about the drastic change in my daily habits. Some examples of the things I whinge about:

1. Having to wake up early everday. It is the hardest thing known to mankind, I am telling you.
2. Throwing off the comforter only to experience extreme cold.
3. Stripping off warm clothes only to put on cold ones.
4. Having to clean my fogged up car (one morning it was ICE!!) before its drivable.
5. Driving in a freezing cold car which only heats up when I am already almost at my workplace.
6. Trying to pass by 8 hours of my life everyday.

Ok, since many people have been asking what I do at my placement, I will explain. I am working with the South Australian Government. It's this huge project they are working on about providing alternative accomodation in the community for people with disabilities, so they are not stuck going to a nursing home. Cause some of their families are already unable to support them and they need to go somewhere that support is available. So yes, I am just working with them, basically, learning how things work.

So as part of my learning experience, I went to see these homes that some people have already moved into. I met this man that just moved into the place, he was probably in his mid-30s and had a condition called Multiple Sclerosis, a neurological condition. A good-looking bloke. My workmates told me a little of his history. He was on his way to earning his first million before be even turned 30 and had a wife and 2 children. He had to leave his huge house he build himself to go and live where support was available for him, cause his condition was deteriorating. It didn't at all affect him cognitively, he was only imprisioned in a body that was slowly dying.

I didn't know what to say when he said, "Compared to what I had before, this is all bullshit." It broke my heart to look into his red eyes and hear the things he said, none of which we can argue with, cause we just don't know what it's like. It broke my heart to see pictures of his children everywhere, and how he hardly gets to see them anymore. It broke my heart to see his wheelchair there, and how he is just sitting in his couch watching TV. I just didn't know what say.

When people think of disability, they usually think of mad, crazy people making weird sounds and flapping their arms everywhere. But some of them are just like everyone else, only that they have acquired a disability. There are so many out there we just don't know about. I may have met others with disabilities, but it still doesn't make it easier each time I meet someone else.

My "drastic change" in daily activities do seem rather minor when I hear about their drastic change. The having to wake up early everday, throwing off the comforter only to experience extreme cold, stripping off warm clothes only to put on cold ones, having to clean my fogged up car before its drivable, driving in a freezing cold car which only heats up when I am already almost at my workplace and trying to pass by 8 hours of my life everyday really doesn't seem too bad anymore. In fact, seeing the people that are behind this project makes it all worthwhile.

Actually, it still is a drastic change for me. A drastic change of not whinging and seeing the big picture instead.

Lost!

2007-06-15T01:38:00.000+09:30

My long absence was due to the fact that my browser hasn't been working for the past 2 weeks. I did everything I could to redeem it, but nothing worked. So I was advised to reformat my computer, as there may have been some sort of virus present.

And, I did just that. Now I have NOTHING on my computer. You know the default wallpaper that comes when you first install Windows? The one of the green land and sky. Yes, that is now my wallpaper with only one icon on the desktop. The Recycle Bin. Just looking at it makes me feel lost. Honestly does. All my little personalised features that I have set on my computer are gone. True enough, I may have backed-up all my important files, but I lost all my programs. Along with the sound and the ability to play any songs or videos. Tragic. Also, I don't have any of my drivers, and I was told that I needed them to have my sound and all that back. OH NO. Any other suggestions on how to fix that please??? Well, at least the browser, that was the cause of this tragedy, is working.

My laptop was my life! Having that all messed makes me feel all messed up as well. Morover, being the control and organizational freak that I am doesn't help. I just want to get all this in order again.

Ok fine. I am being a bit of a drama queen.

I am exhausted. I feel like staying up to do the most I can to return my computer back to the way it was, but I am truly exhausted. And an early morning tomorrow. Augh.

Yes, I know. I have no life.

A Sizzling Hot Update!

2007-06-01T22:56:00.000+09:30

Yes, we are burning things again! I remember last year blogging about burning up our pot of barley. We may have exchanged Anne for Amanda as the 3rd housemate, but it looks like the tendency to 'spice up' our lives is still occurring.

Amanda burnt pasta she was cooking along with the pot last Sunday:

And my monster of a heater burnt my towel yesterday.

Monster leh! My original heater runs for only like 15 seconds at a time, and in this freezing cold and wet weather, I freeze.

It's been more than 24 hours and my room still smells badly of smoke. Looks like my common phrase, "so hungry can die!!" has changed to "so smoky can die!!!!!!!" Haha.. I am so uncool. My poor towel, brought all the way from good-old-Malaysia:

I certainly hope Gracie won't be the next one to burn up something. Cause our fire alarm sure isn't in the state to detect anything:

This household is definitely smoking hot!!!!!:)

Food Oh Glorious Food!

2007-05-30T17:05:00.000+09:30

This is what I have been doing lately in view of the fast. Other than fervently praying (Hah!):

Counting down the hours left while in class.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Counting down the hours left while at work.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Counting down the days till Uni is done and my placement starts.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Counting down the days to the day I hand up all my assignments.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.

Everything I do involves me thinking about and counting down to the next meal and of course this long-awaited Sunday. Talk about a life revolving around food. Not being able to eat normally (since eating vegies and fruits only is not normal) makes me perpetually hungry and hence, keeps me thinking about food.

If I thought about God as much I did food, I sure would be one holy girl.

I love food. But I love God more. Though at hungry moments, I can get a little confused. Hahaha... No lah.

Man, I am hungry now and its only 5pm! Self-control. God knows I need that!!!

Nostalgia

2007-05-21T00:27:00.000+09:30

While I was staring into space doing nothing, my computer automatically started the screen saver. Looking through my pictures, laughing and reminiscing, I was suddenly transported back to whatever time that particular picture was taken. Unintentionally, my stupid albow moved my mouse and every happy memory I lost myself in disappeared. Instead, a Word document containing a few pathetic paragraphs I wrote earlier for my assignment replaced all those smiling faces.

Nostalgia hits and it hits hard. I hate being thrown back into the real world so unexpectedly.

Pictures are supposed to be a good thing. Memories that are able to be kept forever. But it also makes it even harder to let go off things. To not look back and wish that things could always be like they were in the captured moments. To move on.

I always wondered to myself, "Have I moved on since coming here to Adelaide?" Sometimes I can honestly say, "Yes, I have." But at times like tonight, when I start to indulge in reminiscence, I truly don't know. It's my 3rd year here, and I think it's really time to move on. Things will never stay stagnant, things always change. To grow, I need to move on. Sure, the past was great. Got me to where I am today, but it is exactly that. The PAST.

Moving on is hard but necessary in life. Teaches me that God is the only constant in my life. How important it is to hold on to Him. Once I lose my grip on God, I have nothing else left.

Window Woes

2007-05-17T01:24:00.000+09:30

The blasting wind is now blowing into my room through my blasted window. I opened it to air my room for a while, and now it's stuck. Considering this house was probably built before my grandfather was born, I guess that was bound to happen.

Not exactly timely though, as the outside is 12 degrees and it's the time of the day when there is no one available to fix that blasted window. There is only so much we girls here can do.

A consolation: A friend once lost heaps (seriously heaps!) of weight because he purposely dressed down during winter. Literally shook all the fats off.

Well... Hopefully I would wake up a few kilos lighter tomorrow!

Odd Spot #93

2007-05-10T02:01:00.000+09:30

"A buccula is the name given to a person's double chin."

Well, so finally my chin twins have a name. Weird that I would find this fact at the back of hhhmm... a girl's product. Well, since the product is an Australian brand, it must be confirming the fact that there is a growing number of chubby woman here. And yes, me coming here added to the count.

Buccula.

A bit of a tongue twister, but well, not like I had a better name for them before.

So, Buccula it is for the twins.

Now, I wonder whether Fat Sister, Fat Sister Ultimate and Whalie have a name for their triplets???

21st on the 20th.

2007-05-01T23:50:00.000+09:30

In these 2 weeks of absence, I turned 21.

This significant event in my life obviously didn't affect my frequency of blogging. In my defence, I updated another blog. This blog. May not be mine, but nonetheless, a blog.

Anyway, many thanks to all who wished me. Many actually surprised me by wishing me at the right time, and some also surprising me by wishing me one week later. Oh well. Thanks a lot. It's always nice to have people remember, regardless of when.

I officially feel old (No offence to those who are several years my senior). It's not a nice feeling, I must say.. Everyone used to comment on how young I was, how jealous they were, blah blah. But now, I have people coming here that are as young as 17. That's my sister's age! 4 years younger than I am! It's really not fair. Now I find myself saying to them the exact same things everyone was saying to me when I first stepped foot into both YC and Adelaide.

It's really really not fair.

I guess these are the times when I look to you older friends for support, in a mean kinda way lah. Comparing my age with yours. At least you help me get on with life a little happier:)

A few pictures of the very much younger me. Well, whatever that I could find on my wall (Took a picture of these pictures. May be blur):

Much younger and smaller. Good times.

Me, mum, baby Hang and the snowman

My 5th birthday. Arggh. 16 years ago!

My favourite time of the year. And it seems to be young Hang's favourite as well

One of the nerdier times in my life

These are the NOW me. On the fateful 20th when it marked the day I officially became 21.

A little surprise

The Cheese Platter

The Company+ Sheena & Cynthia that went home.

I really didn't take many pictures that night. I am not sure why. I think I was too hungry, was talking too much and also a little shy. Really wan. I was.

21 years. 21 years. 21 years. 21 years. 21 years. 21 years. Man.

God, has blessed me so. I really really want to do more than just live. When I write my 10,000th post on wingsun.blogspot.com on my 80th birthday, I do not want to write of regrets in my 80 years of life, but instead write of all the significant events, that happened because of Him in my life.

21 years or 80 years, I want to continue to remain in His hands.

My Humble Abode

2007-04-17T02:37:00.000+09:30

Students usually post pictures of their new place when they come overseas to study. I might as well uphold the tradition as well as show off the place that caused us to go internet-less for 3 weeks.

Presenting my 6th house, the typical old Australian kind, since arriving here in Adelaide. The tour begins from our hallway:

No lah God. I am just kidding. Of course You are the source of life. Keep that lighting bolt back in Your pocket, can? Thanks:)

And since Amanda didn't want me to take a picture of her room just yet, I shall post a picture of her and her visiting mum.

As always, with a parent or parents here in Adelaide, we will be blessed with an abundance of food. Many thanks to Aunty Mee Ching.

Better sleep now since we are going out for brunch. Dim Sum! Woohoo!

Blogging and everything else

2007-04-11T01:52:00.000+09:30

I honestly don't feel like blogging at all.

Everyone is asking why I am not updating even though I have the internet back.

I just don't feel like it lor.

I am at the lazy period of my life.

No, correction.

I am always lazy. I am just lazier than usual. Not because it's the holidays. I just have no motivation to do whatever. Like I just told a friend, being so lazy and motivation-less even tires me out sometimes, if that makes sense. To which, the response i got was, "Real pig". True I guess.

Learning about TV Links also have thrown me further off track. I have spent the day watching Simpsons, Futurama and Family Guy. So instant. So fast. Oh-so-Glorious. At least I also spent some of the day cleaning and doing laundry lah.

Ok.. Lazy spell resurfacing. Going to sleep.

Williams Avenue to Thomas Avenue

2007-03-17T21:23:00.000+10:30

We have moved 2 streets down.

But we have no internet. Same house phone number. But no internet. And I found out today that it takes 30 days to just terminate the internet and if lucky, another 2 weeks to connect it.

I think I may die.

"Hie, my name is Wing Sun and I am an internet addict."

Yes, I truly am. I will blog again and let all know that I am well and alive when we get our internet connected again.

On a side note, my workmate called me a "small asian girl" today. I can eat ALL the butter cookies I want!!!!

TV Influence

2007-03-13T01:04:00.000+10:30

On a TV program, What's Good For You, they quoted:

Eating before you sleep doesn't make you gain weight.

Since it is a What's Good For You programme, I am now sitting here eating butter cookies at 1.15 in the am. That statement had better be true or else I will be in deep trouble. Obviously I believe everything I hear on the TV. Or maybe this is just something I have waited so long to hear. God listens:)

Then again, they did also add on to the quote:

It's the total calories that is consumed in the day that determines weight gain.

Actually if like that ar, no difference already lah. Haih............ I am a lost case.

Maybe I should have thrown those mandarin oranges into the river on Chap Goh Meh. As quoted, "You need all the superstitious luck you need wei.. "

And yes, we moved about half of our stuff today. It was torturous. It actually makes me not want to shop anymore for the results make moving harder. Hahaha.. Who am I kidding. I vowed never to move in the next 50 years so at least I still can shop. So even though Gracie and Amanda move out, my future and planned already single forver housemates can move in. REMEMBER our plans made at Hartamas, my dear friends???? HAHAHAHAHAHA......

Ok.. I am starting to ramble. So, in the process of moving:

The butter cookies really look like they are making their way up to my face!!!! I really should have thrown those stupid oranges....

A Red Chap Goh Mei

2007-03-04T23:37:00.001+10:30

Everyone knows how RED symbolizes prosper and luck for us Chinese people. I took this superstition to the next level in celebration of this festival. So instead of just dressing in all red and decorating my house with red thingies, I became RED.

Yes, I AM red.

No exaggeration there. In trying to uphold and honour my traditions on a whole new level, I now suffer greatly. The constant feeling of burning heat and searing pain all along my legs and arms constrict all movement that I would normally do without a thought. The torture I have to endure had better produce some results. For this year, I am hoping that my prosper and luck would bring me:

1. Good results in Uni without having to put in much effort.
2. A tall, dark and handsome Prince Charming.
3. A tree growing in my garden that bears Aussie Dollars.

Oh man.. The heat is getting to me. Don't worry, I am not a superstitious nutcase.

Actual occurance: I wanted a tan badly. Went to Glenelg, sat on the beach for about 3 hours straight in the sun without any sunblock, though it was available. Sense my desperation? Other desperate friends also did the same. The sun felt good because the constant wind blowing was cool.

Results: I am as red as a lobster. Other friends are not suffering the same predicament. Probably due to their pigmentation.

Lesson learnt: Always apply sunblock no matter how desperate due to my low pigment count.

Good times

2007-03-02T12:30:00.000+10:30

Woke up just in time for lunch.
Waiting for yesterday's fried rice to reheat.
Going to chinatown after to restock all our cupboards.
Cleaning up the house for Lifegroup later on.

Haih... Yes, it's back to the typical DIY, student life. Well, at least my student life this semester consists of only 2 classes a week. And with that comes a 5-day weekend. Bliss:)

Anyway, just some pictures from the days when I could wake up just in time for lunch everyday, go downstairs to find freshly cooked food just out of the wok, cupboards that are always filled and a house that is literally sparkling clean.

The Karens

Miss Ten-Pin Bowling

Haih... My arm the size of a tree trunk

Fat sisters!

The actual fat sisters + cousin

My dear Singaporian host

The Singaporian Accountants

Mr. Tempangs. Now Unc. Mike can also join them

The guys that helped boost my esteem:)

Bridge frenzy

This is just about all the pictures I have. Ok.. Maybe this and a few more. Lost all passion for picture-taking. I believe quite a number people have pictures I want. Please send them to me! I am deprived of them, as you can see.

Off to chinatown!!!!!

Back. Augh.

2007-02-26T11:37:00.000+10:30

I only touched down 2 and a half hours ago and I am already willing to do anything to go back to Malaysia. I hardly got any sleep on the plane and the little that I got was dream-filled with people from Malaysia. At times it was literally just faces of people and other times it was just me and everyone having fun. Why my sub-conciousness tortures me, I don't know..

The first thing I did when I stepped into the house was to turn my laptop on and log onto MSN. Some things just never change. Although it was probably only about 8am Malaysian time, I was quite desperate to make some contact with those from home. Yes, I am missing Malaysia that much..

So as a result, My suitcase and box still lie in the hallway, untouched. It would probably remain so for the next few hours, at least. All my things that I left here in Adelaide are still stuffed in the cupboard and infested with dust because I refuse to get off the chair. My 30-ish unread letters for the past 2 and a half months are spewed all over the floor. Went through some of them but didn't bother after that.

I want to just sit and brood over how emo I am and make things worse by thinking about the good times I had. And of course make contact via MSN. Thank Goodness for technology. Though it could probably improve with the invention of teleportation devices (idea by Zie, the true engineer, in attempt of trying to cure my emo-ness.). I envy Hiro Nakamura.

Anyway, the lack of sleep and emo-ness is really getting to me. I am starting to ramble. Thanks everyone for the great time in Malaysia. Mum and Dad. Sister. Brother. Cousins. Both new and old friends:) Blah. Blah. As mentioned, I REALLY MISS IT!!!!!!!!!!!

I am going to move on to do something productive now. I shouldn't be such a whinger.

To eat or not to eat??

2007-02-12T18:06:00.000+10:30

A typical problem many Malaysian students face upon return from foreign lands. Especially me, since I don't want to fatten up what I already have in much abundance. Failing miserably though... Not surprising that I wanted to smother a friend whose doctor once told her:

"Whenever you feel hungry, eat as much as you want."

Gee.. That must be the best advice known to fat mankind. More so since it's coming from a medical professional. Just before I smother her tonight, I am going to try breath in all of her 'hormonal imbalance' problems that brought upon this divine blessing....

Wish me luck!!:)

Days left to eat up: 13. *sigh*

Hello..

2007-01-25T03:37:00.000+10:30

Blogging really doesn't come as naturally to me as it does to some others.

Surprised???

Housemates

2006-12-27T00:39:00.000+10:30

I have undergone a drastic change in housemates since I got back to Malaysia. From staying with 2 girls who at most times stay in their rooms, minding their own business, and come out mostly to hunt for edible goodies to a nagging older woman and man, an irritating younger boy constantly running around and screaming at a constantly-borrowing-my clothes younger girl. Well, in other words, from Gracie and Anne to Mummy, Daddy, Younger Brother and Younger Sister. This change is not at all bad, in fact, I missed it very much while I was away. I mean, now all I have to do is go downstairs and dinner is already ready on the table!!! A little luxury I missed for 10 months. Alongside many others...

But despite this good change, it's still different. True enough, I may not miss having to cook and tend a home but I do indeed miss the people whom I spent most of my time with in the past 10 months. Especially since it would never be us THREE again.

Yes, us three!

Sure, we all did have our queries about staying with each other in the beginning of the year, but the decision to take the chance and stay together was all worth while. Afterall, we are all still alive and well aren't we? That alone is an achievement, I reckon:D Though there was this one time when we had such a big fight that poor Gracie ended up like this:

Anyone dare to cross Anne and I now?? Hahaha...

Thanks to you girls for everything. Especially for putting up with my many idiosyncrasies.

The times you cooked porridge and chicken soup for me and provided me with medication when I fell sick. Hearing me complain non-stop. Putting up with my rare but intense foul moods as well as my commanding and bossy nature. Staying up late at night just chatting about nothing at all and doing stupid times randomly, making stressed and difficult times a lot easier to bear. Buying me little gifts out of the blue. Offering to pay for my meals when I go absolutely broke. Sharing meals with me so I don't overeat and grow even fatter. Giving me fashion advice when I need it.. Telling me things I need to hear at appropriate times...

LOVE YOU GIRLS!!

ANNE, I really am going to miss having you as a roomate. I never imagined that we would get along so well. Getting to know each other better has been hell at times but mostly great fun. Agreed??:) Wish that you could be here with us, and am missing you. Will see you in 2 months!

Manda! Be warned now! Know what you are getting yourself into or not?? Hehe.. It's going to be an interesting year.................

It's Finally My Turn....

2006-12-07T15:31:00.000+10:30

In exactly 48 hours, MH 138 would be on it's way to Malaysia carrying ME in it!!!! I can't wait! People always tell me how it is easier to continue staying in Australia with each passing year, and I guess that is true to a certain extent lah.. I mean, staying back one month later as compared to last year does prove it, I guess. However, I was starting to feel it when I saw my friends disappear one by one by one. But it is FINALLY down to 48 hours!!!:)

Malaysia will always be number ONE for me. There are a few little things that always remind me of that fact.

LIKE NOW, when I only have 48 more hours but feel as though I have to wait a lifetime. As well as feeling this boucy bubble of excitement in my tummy (though that could be the salty crabs we had last night at midnight).

ALSO, the many times i smile to myself when I hear my fellow kind around the city speaking in the same ah-pek accent, just like me or seeing our Protons around Adelaide City.

OF COURSE, the fact that I would choose a plate of RM 3.50 Char Kuey Teow over a plate of $20 pasta ANY DAY.

LASTLY, I always always refer to Malaysia as HOME.........................

ooooooo.... It's so close, I can almost smell all that food:)

YES YES!!!

Gotta run now... I have to send this idiotic friend to Uni to hand up his assignment which is due in 45 minutes, just because he is lazy to take the bus.

Will see you guys in MALAYSIA real soon!!!!!!:)

Stupid Asians

2006-11-21T03:15:00.000+10:30

Yesterday, Nicci and I really did live up to that stigmatic name some Australians call us. I apologize to all my fellow Asians here in Australia for reinforcing that name.

This had to do with an unstartable car, a van, 2 petrol stations, a 3-litre orange & mango juice bottle and 2 idiotic giggling girls that were on a mission to obtain petrol for the unstartable no-more-petrol-already car. The embarrassing events in chronological order:

In Uncle Mike’s van drove into Mobil , the first petrol station.

1. Squirted petrol all over us while trying to fill that orange and mango juice bottle. I got some in my eye and smelt like petrol the whole day (Hope I did smell attractive to some handsome aussie bloke that likes the smell of petrol. Hehehe....) Other than ourselves, we got petrol all over the petrol station floor as well. Everyone was staring while we were just laughing our heads off.

2. Got told by the petrol station attendant that we could not fill petrol into a bottle like that. Apparently we had to buy a tin because petrol erodes in plastic. Obviously that guy hasn't been to school before. But since we were already so embarrassed, we just left. But I did leave with the satisfaction that I got 50 cents worth of petrol for free!!! I am truly Chinese.

At Shell, the 2^nd petrol station (the 3 litre orange and mango bottle was well hidden):

1. Dragged the petrol hose all the way to the other side of the van like a real idiot. Off all sides I had to choose the side in which was the opposite side from the petrol inlet on Uncle Mike’s van. Of course I didn’t intend to fill any petrol into the van in the beginning lah.. Only when I noticed “A minimum fill of 2 litres” notice did I realise that I had no choice. I only took 1.5 litres and the 3 litre orange and mango bottle was full to the brim. I don’t reckon the 50 cents worth of petrol from before was 1.5 litres. The stupid orange and mango bottle bluff wan.. Supposedly 3 litres.

2. Backed the van up and adjusted it so the petrol nozzle could reach. By this time, everyone was looking. Even the station attendant. So much for being discreet. At least the petrol hose could reach the petrol inlet this time round.

3. A 2^nd visit from another petrol station attendant. Nothing was coming out of the stupid nozzle. The attendant had to come out and tell us that petrol can’t be pumped after the nozzle was put back in place twice. I tried to explain our situation and I only got a blank stare in return. But at least he didn’t seem to mind me using a 3 litre orange and mango bottle to contain the petrol. He did however, charge me 1 dollar more, but I had no more face to ask why and took comfort in the 50 cents petrol I got for free earlier. Hehehe...

Well, we undoubtedly left that place as soon as possible. Though we left smelling like petrol, sweat and embarrassment, we at least learned a few things about pumping petrol. And we did get that 3 litre orange and mango bottle filled!!! MISSION ACCOMPLISED!!

However, I am not sure whether the presence of orange and mango juice or Mobil + Shell petrol together contaminates the petrol, because the car still is not starting. Maybe this calls for another trip to those petrol stations???

Average Me and the Famous

2006-11-15T03:42:00.000+10:30

I decided to be a sinner and leave this Uni conference early today. Since I handed in all my assignments today, I decided to reward myself with a little shopping escapade at Rundle Mall. Little did I know that this shopping trip would be so interesting.

I mean, other than me being able to buy a Nine West bag that was on sale, GUESS WHO I MET? This someone made Marko and David pull all their hair out after they found out that they missed him by probably just half an hour. It was just a little too bad I realised why all the shop attendants were all "Oh My Gosh-ing" too late. By the time I got to him, he was taking his last picture before this lady pulled him away.

He was heading my direction and I was just standing there like an idiot. Oh well, an idiot that was in the way of where they were going and thus, was so close to him that I could see all the stubbles around his chin..... Aaahhh.....

I went back into the shop where I had abandoned a dress I intended on trying, but after a second's thought, put it back down again and decided to continue being an idiot and follow them to where they were. It was this alley between ANZ bank and David Jones. To my right, in another separate alley, I saw this red vintage car with him sitting up and waving. The total of people that were there excluding those in the car with him was like THREE. Looks like no one in Rundle Mall wanted to be an idiot like me. Being an idiot today paid off:)

It's him!

He looked exactly like this in real life, perhaps a little taller and thinner than I expected but the whole black leather jacket and sunglasses thing was present. And a cowboy hat. I wanted to be the ultimate idiot and actually go up to him and take a picture but I was afraid they might shoot me. No matter how famous, Bono will not at all be worth a premature death.

The Guns I FEARED.....

Oh well, it's not like I am the biggest fan of U2, but at least I can now actually say that I was less than 3 feet away from Bono. Reminded me of the time when Micheal Jackson was in One Utama but I had no idea. I remember rushing in there with my sister to grab something when I heard this crowd of people going crazy a level above us. Micheal Jackson songs were also blasting on the sound system. At that time, I jokingly said to my sister, "Maybe it's Micheal Jackson up there." Well, I discovered I was right after watching the news that night. So near, yet so far... Though I am not a great fan of his, just being able to say, " I met Micheal Jackson before!" provides me with a certain amount of cheap thrill:) However, I would be able to say something similar after today!! Hahaha.... Even though I didn't get to capture a single decent picture.

Oh well, who needs all these famous people when I already have GREAT people in my midst. And NO, I am not trying to console myself for my lack of guts and camera taking skills.

It is AUNTY CHEWY'S BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! She is definitely cooler than Bono....

It's her!!!!

Thanks for everything. You have definitely been the mum to all us mum-less ones here, 5000 miles away from home. LOVE YOU HEAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's 5am

2006-11-13T05:03:00.000+10:30

PRESENTING:

Of the Raj Family!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (belated now) NICCIMA!!!
LOVE YOU!

And.... Oh my Guuusshhh!! You are NOT coooooooollllll..... :)

Hah.. I decided to upload only 3 out of the 500 pictures we have together...

Oh my.... I remember calling Nicci last year to wish her "Happy Birthday" while I was at Ming Tien, eating char keow tuey, prawn mee and what nots..... It was right after I had arrived in Malaysia.

I repeat, right AFTER I had arrived in Malaysia.....

I was in Malaysia already this time one year ago!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Man.... So unfair. Here I am, one year later, awake at 5am, doing an assignment which is due in 2 days.

I am like SO jealous of my last year self... (sound like my sister anot??:)

Procrastination

2006-11-08T00:05:00.001+10:30

I have learnt that not procrastinating does pay off. Because I did not procrastinate in handwashing my clothes, I now do not have to face the same predicament my roomie is facing. Hahaha... I am all too mean....

Ok.. I only learnt to not procrastinate in handwashing clothes. The lesson learnt doesn't seem to apply to me when it comes to completing assignments. But I did finish that conclusion that I was supposed to complete while writing the last post. Though only completed the next day, at least I did it.

As for now, I am paying the price for only learning to not procrastinate in handwashing clothes.

3,500 words to write in a few days. How fun. I did think of using what this lazy dude recommends to do for the next few days, but I thought against it.

For one, all that pizza will in no time fatten me up, even more than I am already doing to myself,

...... secondly, I HATE coffee even in liquid form, let alone the powder,

...... my dentist roommate won't allow me to clean my teeth with 7-up, zero or not,

...... and of course, my pedantic hygiene-freak self cannot NOT take any showers.

So since I would take from 40 minutes to 70 minutes in maintaning self as compared to the recommended 1 minute and 20 seconds, I really better get started on my assignment NOW......

One of those...

2006-11-06T02:30:00.000+10:30

Yes, this is one of those posts. You know those that you do for the sake of it and well, also because boredom is eating you alive. No kidding, I have been home so much, it's driving me mad. It doesn't help that my roommate is making weird humming noises to herself in attempt of self-entertainment. Even the prospect of blogging is very much more appealing then continuing my work.

Oh well, I am almost done with one assignment. WWWWWWEEEEEEEEE!!! Just have the conclusion more to write. Why not just finish it??, you may ask. Well, as always, distraction got the better of me and here I am blogging. Hehehehe.....

Anyway, it is also one of those seasons when everyone is feeling like this (and probably looking a little like this as well):

But seeing all these decorations around the city make me much much happier:)

Myers shopping center

The biggest Santa in Adelaide

Adelaide Railway Station

The occupants of Adelaide have problems reading the calender. Christmas decorations have been up since the last week of October. I don't mind, though.. Seeing all of it reminds me of holidays and MALAYSIA and really makes me smile. It's truly my favourite time of the year. Now I really can't wait to be back home as well!!!!!!!!!!!:)

Haih... It's time to complete that conclusion of mine. And maybe a little treat after that..... Grey's Anatomy......... Ahhhh.. I love it so...

Have fun studying everyone.... It will be over real soon. YAY!

Sister Foong Senior wishes..

2006-10-26T00:05:00.001+09:30

If anyone meets this particular ticket counter chick (who looks nothing like me but still a babe, none the less....) today at GSC, One Utama, take a minute to wish her "Happy Birthday", accompanied with a kiss on the cheek if you happen to be a good-looking bloke:) Or.. Just a smile then if otherwise, or a girl....

Yes, this little sister of mine is turning a very sweet 16! We may look nothing alike but there are a few little things which, always reminds me that we are without a doubt, sisters!

Firstly,

Secondly,

Thirdly,

It's actually Anne's and my closet, but.. oh well....

Fourthly,

Fifthly,

Lastly,

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SISTER FOONG JUNIOR !!!!"

Campfull of Heros

2006-10-19T18:19:00.000+09:30

I have lost all motivation to blog. Though it is probably apparent from the slowly decreasing updates. So, I would just blog about my weekend (the weekend that made me miss Mamak Night! But it's was ok..) and what i have learnt. As boring and corny as that sounds, I assure you, it's not that bad.

I went along to a camp for people with Acquired Brain Injury as part of my Uni Placement. For the many of you ignorant dudes and dudettes, these guys are not spastic or totally crazy. In fact, many of them look like the average person on the outside. Hence, the reason Acquired Brain Injury is called a "hidden" injury is simply because it isn't apparent on the outside. Memory problems are of course a common problem, though some do have difficulties physically and socially. It really depends on what part of the brain they injured. These guys were just like everyone else but because of an accident of some sort, it all was taken away from them.

Anyway, here are just a few pictures that I have of the weekend. Wasn't in much of a picture taking mood. My friends probably have more....

A few of us at Victor Harbour
Gary, Me, Zeke, I forgot his name & Jay

That's me looking like an idiot. Corals is what "Sun"
actually means in chinese.

This is Kevin and the koala. He keeps calling me "Bella",
which means beautiful in Italian. He probably
just can't remember my name. Haha...

James and the clown. I made him do that!

The winning team of Trivia Night!
Natalie, Barb, Adam, Me and Peter
Peter answered 90% of the questions.......

Being there a whole weekend with each other really caused us to get to know each other better. I have heard some of their stories before, but heard some of them in more detail then. Would like to share some of what I heard with you guys.

Richard's story:

A year ago he was attacked in his own home while he was sleeping. The intruder bashed him on the head with a hammer repeatedly and did the same to his wife. He was in a coma for a few months and when finally woke up was told that he would never walk and talk again and should be thankful to just be alive. Fortunately his wife got out of it fine. He told himself that he would talk and walk again. And now, one year later, he is. I always have long conversations with him without many problems at all. Sure, he may have some problems now and again remembering certain words, but he is always in the best of moods and never fails to tell me he is doing very very well.

Nerise's story:

In one of the suburbs in Melbourne, a car struck Nerise and her young son down while they were innocently strolling along the side of the road. Apparently the driver fell asleep at the wheel. The accident killed her son and left Nerise practically dead. Like many others, she was in a coma for quite some time. She did once explain to me all that happened to her physically, but all those medical terms were just way beyond me. I just knew that they were really bad. Anyway, she started doing a topic last semester in Uni again. And she did really well! Now, she is currently in La Trobe University, Melbourne giving lectures regarding her brain injury to students and the medical faculty there.

Darryl's story:

Darryl had an aneurysm, a blood balloon, which burst in his brain while he was in surgery, ironically, a surgery in attempt of removing it. Anyway, that was not good and affected several parts of his brain, especially on the left side, where the aneurysm was. As a result, he had a paralysis on his right hand side. Now his physical function is perfectly fine, even the bad side. Darryl goes to a small local church and he told me recently, "I am so thankful to be alive despite not being as "perfect" as I was before the aneurysm. I believe that the fact that God didn't take me then just means that God has a greater purpose than I can imagine."

How do they still go through life with such a positive attitude, despite remembering how they used to be and can no longer ever be like how they were? It is beyond me. And if I were to say that that doesn't speak volumes and teach me something, must mean I am the biggest idiot. Every moment with them gives me a new perspective in life.

These are only 3 out of the many many stories that I have heard. All very different but all just equally as heart wrenching. Most of the accidents weren't even their fault and I truthfully don't know how some of them can forgive those who caused it and indirectly ripped aspirations, dreams and goals off them.

These guys are truly my heros......

Operation "Lose Weight"

2006-10-02T23:52:00.000+09:30

I am so unfit. SO terribly unfit.

It's so sad. I am only 20, but I am now aching all over just after a 2 and a half hour hike up the hills. I literally almost died hiking up that hill. No kidding. My head was spinning, my legs were wobbly and I was just inches away from that steep drop. It would have been one long tumble ride down if anything happened.

Thanks to Kelsey, I managed to go on. I should be ashamed, a 13 year old trying to motivate a 20 year old. Oh well, by the end of it, I did feel a great a sense of achievement. Hiking all those steep 45 degree (though it felt like 90) hills. My tummy even felt a little flatter and my arms and legs a little less flabby after that:) Sorry, too much information??

Anyway, the sense of achievement was so great that we all went back to the Raj residence and rewarded ourselves with a scrumptious dinner cooked by Mrs. Raj, finishing with a bowl of ice-cream each. I reckon it's well-deserved for our first time!

Nicci and I vowed to go up that torturous hill every week. And we will, we will.. Will prove all of you guys whom are shaking your heads right now, wrong.

Operation "Lose Weight" has officially started. Anyone interested in coming on board with us????

Guess who??

2006-09-26T23:07:00.000+09:30

Those that were at the last International Students meeting would already have had the benefit of having your chance at guessing. But for the benefit of those who weren't there, I have posted them for you. It's only fair that everyone has a chance at the game isn't it???? So here goes:

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David is the proud owner of a new pair of high heels.

Zie is hhhmmm..... just plain off

Hahahaha..... Sorry guys, I had to share what you guys do in your free time with the others:)

A Typical Saturday

2006-09-17T01:41:00.000+09:30

I planned to work hard today and get some Uni work done (If you anticipated a BUT after that statement you are very RIGHT, unfortunately). So...

BUT I ended up conducting a massive cleaning operation at home and completing other little house chores. Of course with a few doses of entertainment provide by Dr. Grey, Dr. Shepperd, Dr. Yang and their fellow doctor comrades.

At least I did work hard, though it achieved a totally different goal. But how bad can "having a clean house" get?

Better than doing nothing at all, right???

Triple B

2006-09-11T23:10:00.000+09:30

Quoting Anne:

"I came this close to seeing cute firemen up close today. *shucks*"

However, I am really glad we (Anne, Grace and myself) didn't have the opportunity to the above privilege. No matter how good-looking the firemen could have been.

Haih... Yes... We did almost burn our house down. We left a pot full of barley boiling on the stove for almost 4 hours while we oh-so-jolly-ly went out. It was so bad that we smelt it the instant we were outside the house, 4 hours too late. I thought the neighbours were having toast at 10.30 in the pm. Thank God there was so much water in the pot, it was enough to continue drying up and only end up burning the pot. And the barley. BROWN, BURNT BARLEY it became...

Now, the whole house is infested with so much smoke, we have left everything open so we could obtain the bare minimum of oxygen to survive. Anne used almost the whole can of Glade air freshener to try diminish the smell. Hair and clothes, however, still smell bad.....

But I shan't complain, I rather smell of smoke than have the house in the form of ashes.........

Nose-less..

2006-08-31T00:33:00.000+09:30

My sister....:)

My own two holes (which are NOT the above) are really clogged up currently. So clogged up that I had to pause every now and again while eating because my mouth was the only inlet for oxygen.

The sense of smell has been the one sense I have always undermined in comparison to sight or hearing. However, I found much importance in having the sense of smell today. The story:

Was in shower.
Took out new bottle of shampoo.
Curious as to what it smelt like.
Squeezed some shampoo onto hand.
Brought it towards nose.
Nearer.....
No smell.

Nearer yet...
Still no smell
Nearer than near.....

Absolutely nothing.

I was practically eating the shampoo by then. Got some on my lips and nose. Now, if you have seen my nose before, you would know that I brought it really close. Other than feeling stupid after that, I felt frustrated and irritated...

I know, I know... It's just shampoo. But knowing that there was most certainly a smell present but incapable of having even a slight scent of it kills... I now believe a friend (he lost his sense of smell due to a brain injury) who said, "It is not at all fun to lose your sense of smell."

So for future reference.... If I stink with BO, it really isn't my fault. Please be a good enough friend to tell me when appropriate:)

Aaaahhh.....

2006-08-29T01:43:00.001+09:30

Just sent in one of my many major assignments to my lecturer. Such relief I feel now.

Must enjoy the relief while it lasts............. Another major one due next Monday.

Since I have channeled most of my brain juice and writing abilities to the 2,000 word assignment I just sent in, I would have to reserve the little that I have left for the upcoming assignment.

Thus, lengthy and thoughtful updates shall be of non-existence for some time.

Chomping, Munching and Chewing

2006-08-21T12:09:00.000+09:30

We, unfortunately, did so much of that last weekend..

It all started on a glorious, sunny, Saturday afternoon....

FOREWARNING: This is another photo-filled post. This may soon be a photo blog. Oh well...

The Glorious Oh Glorious Sun!

So, how could we not have ice-cream??

All smiles....

Happy customers

Later that night at home....

3kgs of pork boiling away for the soon-to-be bahkutteh dinner

Who would like to guess how we smelt after that?:)

All smiles AGAIN

Talk about eating a certain kind of food based on the weather. So it's not really our fault. We needed ice-cream to cool us down on a hot afternoon and bah kut teh to warm us up on a cold winter's night.

I undoubtedly live in denial..

However,

We had this for lunch the very next day

It would be impossible to continue living in denial even if I wanted to. I could not find a justification for eating fried chicken that soaked the serviette through with oil no matter how hard I tried... I now only take comfort in the fact that many others ate it as well:)

Haih.. I know. It's time to stop consuming so much junk.

Easier said than done...

FFM

2006-08-17T13:13:00.000+09:30

The lack of updates is due to the lack of time and the lack of inspiration. This circumstance has not yet changed, so hence, this will pretty much be a photo filled post.

FFM: Fortnightly Fellowship Meeting

Feels like I am back in FGA. Almost every ministry back there consists on the word 'fellowship'.

Ladies Felloswhip
Mens Fellowship
Home Fellowship
...................................................... and many more

Oh.... How I miss FGA. Unsurprisingly, Uncle Mike was the one that came up with this ingenious name. His past definitely has an effect on the ideas he comes up with:) As un-Paradise as that sounds, we, the international students are still calling our newly birthed fortnightly meetings that. A cooler name is yet to be thought of. Oh well, based on the time taken to actually think of it, I am sure it will be a good one...

Anyway, we had our first FFM last Friday in Adelaide Uni and had Altered Frequency with us! What better location than the Uni to have our meetings. And what better band than AF to get the ball rolling (Sucking up to them now. Those Klang boys are supposed to bring us for Bah Kut Teh when we get back)! I am so excited about our blossoming International Students Ministry!

Ok.. Nothing to blabber on anymore. Picture time!

The Band and Us

Oh, Lucky Agnel!!!!!:)

Yes, Nicci, Anne and I danced in our thongs!!!

These guys sure are masters in giving nicknames. After the first 24 hours of aquaintance, I became 'Pengsan', Grace became 'Tinkerbell' and Anne became 'Chang Chang Chang'. Hahaha...

It was great having them here, they promised us a visit back next year!! Of course we all know that promises are meant to be broken, but giving them the benefit of the doubt lah:) Time to run off to class now..... Augh...

Note Taking

2006-08-08T16:49:00.000+09:30

Just reread some SIDE notes I took during classes last semester while paying intense attention to the lecturer:

"Wing Sun is sssoooo sleepy, it's not funny. I just want to sleep! I don't know how to tahan staying awake for another minute let alone another 2 hours!!!! God... Please make time move faster. No need 60 seconds in a minute lah...... Please..."

"I want to have bah kut teh tonight!!!!!"

"Faster, faster... I am so freaking sleepy. Giving up.. And falling asleep already...." (My handwritting was practically a straight line by then. It took me some time to read what I wrote.)

"Wah! Stop talking lah!!!!!"

"Can he get anymore boring than this??????"

"Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Falalalalalalalala. Tis the season to be jolly, Falalalalalalalala" (The number of lalas were actually correct. I clearly remember singing along to make sure it was correct. I am way beyond hope....)

These are only just a few out of the many. Because I have absolute no talent what-so-ever in drawing, I usually doodle in words. Giving you a little insight to what I actually do and think about when in class.

I LOVE Uni....................

A Minus 1000 Points Joke

2006-08-04T02:10:00.000+09:30

D: Wah, so tired man... Filming the whole day for the Powergen Film Fest.

Me: If like that, you better give up the desire of your heart to be a Hollywood star lah..

D: Eh, yalah...

Me: Don't worry... you will always be a star in my heart:)

D: And you will always be a moon in mine! Hahahahahahahah..... *Laughing hard*

Me: *Ran straight to the wall and long piaks* (I know nuts about Hokkien and actually got it from here but the word 'piak' on it's own is a great sound effect)

D: Actually, you can be the SUN in my heart! HAHAHAHAHAHA... *Laughing even harder*

***************

Such a 'funny' friend I have. He is still so capable of such an uncle joke despite being several decades younger. Such talent.....

Obviously he has been thinking of a career change from being a Hollywood star to being a comedian of some sort because he asked me to make this 'joke' of his public by blogging about it. Wishing you heaps of luck in your future undertakings then, D..........

Sick AGAIN..

2006-08-01T01:32:00.000+09:30

I boasted of how I maintained my strength and health even though confined in the same room as Miss Goh Sick Anne for the past week.

Pride does come before a fall...

Now I just want to climb into bed and have mummy nurse me back to health again. Both undoable at the moment. Woe to Uni and staying away from home.

*sighs*

T.G.I.F.

2006-07-28T23:57:00.000+09:30

Yes, yes... I am thanking God that it is finally Friday. Thanking Him real hard:) This can't be a good sign. It is only the end of my FIRST week back at Uni and I already can't wait for the weekend. Haih... An interesting semester this will be... I think I may have said that before..

Today was just one of those days which I woke up with no thoughts at all in my head, no motivation. Just wanted to sit and do nothing. Obviously, the thought of Uni wasn't well received when it penetrated my mind after that blissful 5 seconds of nothing-ness at the moment of wake. These kind of beginnings to a day usually do not dictate a great and cheerful day.

Hence,

I complained and grumbled about having to go to Uni. Considered calling in sick... (The only thing that stopped me was the similar excuse I gave to my work place recently. Conscience still intact)
I got so immensely angry when I saw the bus leave for Uni just as I got to the bus stop. Blamed the bus driver, the traffic, the old lady that took forever to board the bus.... Basically everyone but myself.
I was so sick of all the travel and time spent in the bus in order to get to Uni. I pass almost 100 bus stops on my journey to and fro!!!!! Yes, I really do actually keep a rough count.
The sight of Uni was repugnant when I finally got there.
I lost all dignity when I walked into class late... AGAIN, I might add. Late to 4 out of 5 classes now...
Just slumped around in Uni awaiting the time to go home......

Until I realised... I am the only reason why I am miserable. And I... have no reason for feeling so. All have heard of the saying, "It's all about the mind." And so it is. It started off as a bad day, just simply because I woke up with the "aarrrggh" mindset. So hence, decided to change some of my thoughts:

I am here in Uni 5000 miles away from home, graduating in a year and a half. After that I will just be an old fart working from 9-5 everyday. Enjoy it while it lasts!
Late-ness.. The story of my life. Time to manage my time better. (Zie, I know, is nodding hard at this...) The bus driver, the traffic and the old lady that had trouble boarding the bus helped me realise that.
The time spend travelling to and fro from Uni is a great time to do some catching up on the sleep that I often lack.. Ingenious, I know...
Uni: The source of knowledge and my degree. It is not repulsive....
True, I was late to 4 out of 5 classes, but I do have about another 60 classes to go this semester. So being late to 4 out of 60 classes doesn't sound so bad eh???

As simple as it all was, it did make a difference. I did have a better day after that. Oh....... But of course still does not change the fact that I am glad it's the weekend. How can I not be glad?:)

On a side note:

DASHING DARREN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so happy for you! Heard that you were amazing. So proud of you!!! I really wish that I could have been there... But am so so happy for you!:) It's over! Weeeeeeeee!!!!!

A very Happy Birthday to one of my tallest girl friends Miss Tsu Vee and one of my shortest guy friends, Ivan Lean!!!!!!!!!!!! Hahahaha... How ironic. Love you guys:)

Missing 'You'

2006-07-26T00:31:00.000+09:30

It has only been 3 days, but i miss you so...

Things are different, won't ever be the same. The start of a new chapter, a good one?

The many memories conceived in your presence, will be embedded in my mind forever..

I truly, deeply and sincerely miss you so, Holidays..

Hahahaha... I am evidently not poetic at all. I give everyone the liberty of minus-ing my points..

Yes, it is unfortunately the end of my 5 week holiday and I have been thrown back into the harsh reality of Uni again. Not such a good start.. Was late to 2 out of 3 classes and I kept falling asleep in class: almost fell off the chair once. An interesting semester this one will be.... My only motivation now is the upcoming holidays.. Malaysia, here I come!!!!!:)

Since I have discovered the horror of the many 3,000 word assignments awaiting completion, I am in absolutely no mood to write a wordly update. Hence, I will let the many pictures below tell of some things I did these holidays (Which really isn't much. Adelaide is pretty boring). Enjoy..

All dressed up after the Jac and Ju concert

Zie the Uju!

A German lunch of sausages at Hanhdorf

Oh No... The attention is not on Miss Malaysian Idol at all. Is that supposed to be some sort of phone deco? Way way overdone I reckon.......

Something is VERY VERY wrong with blogger!!!!!!! I can't upload pictures nor correct the alignment!!!!!!!! I do mean to post many more pictures. But this will do for now lah..........

Vhat lah he.....

2006-07-14T01:25:00.000+09:30

What could I say

What could I do

But offer this heart, Oh God

Completely to You

This pre-chorus of the song "The Stand" is one of the very limited songs we sing at powergen. Yesterday, a certain worship leader that shall remain unnamed personalised this song to:

Vvvaat could I say

Vvvaat could I do

But offer this heart, Oh God

Completely to You

I could not stop laughing...... This certain worship leader wasn't even Indian!!!! Needless to say, I had to try hard to worship God despite hearing an Australian sing with an Indian accent.

Sorry, God....

Yet another Saturday

2006-07-08T12:44:00.000+09:30

It's such a beautiful day

The sun is out, the birds are chirping.

And what are we doing?

What I saw on the bulletin board at work

2006-07-06T00:57:00.000+09:30

Very important notice to all employees.
Company policy: Effective from January 2006.

Dress Code
It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary. If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we assume you are doing too well financially and therefore do not need a raise. If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you buy nicer clothes, and therefore, you do not need a raise to teach you a lesson. If you dress just rightly, you are right where you need to be and you do not need a raise.

Sick Days
We will no longer accept a doctors statement as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.

Annual Leave Days
Each employee will receive 96 Annual Leave days a year. They are called Saturday and Sunday.

Bereavement Leave
This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for the dead friends, relatives or co-workers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend to the arrangements.

Toilet Use
Too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a strict 3 minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of 3 minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper will retract, the stall door will open and a picture will be taken. After your 2nd offence, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board. Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sanctioned under the company's mental health policy.

Lunch Break
Skinny people get 30 minutes as they need to eat more. Normal size people get 15 minutes to get a balanced meal. Chubby people get 5 minutes because that is all the time needed to drink a Slim-Fast.

Thank You for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive and interesting employment experience.

The Management

*I am not so sure about the positive part, but it sure would be an interesting experience..*

What Goes Around Comes Around

2006-06-30T01:02:00.000+09:30

I am green with envy and sick with despair!!

The housemates are currently on a movie marathon .

Friends left, right and center are either going home to Malaysia or going for holidays in Melbourne or Sydney.

I am stuck here doing my assignment.

Now I know how they felt when I was busy doing nothing while they still had to study for the exams. At least they all had each other! Haih.... I am one of the very few remnants still stuck with some Uni work.

If I were a little smarter, I would have slaved away on my assignment right after my exams while everyone else was still studying.

God is too fair for my own good....

An "Obsession"?

2006-06-25T02:52:00.000+09:30

I am the happiest when I am clean, rid of all impurities. I can't help but sigh over and over again with contentment after a hot shower. This feeling fulfillment and ecstacy... *sighs happily*... I just can't explain it. One of the little niceties in life that make me happy.

A forewarning to those who don't know: I have this "obesession" (I don't believe that is an appropriate word in this context just simply because it gives a negative impression. But can't think of another word at the moment) about cleanliness. I have had many labels thrown at me as a result- anal, pedantic, obsessive, crazy- Well, you get the idea. I have also been told by a soon-to-be psychologist that I have an obsessive compulsive disorder. What's wrong with wanting to be HYGIENICALLY clean?

The ultimate sanctuary is my bed. Thus, has to be the cleanest place of all. NOTHING. NOTHING. (This includes human beings) that has been out of the house/not showered/ soiled is to make contact with my bed. It is beyond me seeing how some people can just get into bed after a long day out. *shudders* Unfortunately, good-for-nothing friends have plopped into my bed, fitted under my covers, sat and rubbed armpits on my pillow and jumped on my bed while unclean. Believe me, my patience was NOT put into practice.

I particularly remember this one time when I decided to challenge this "obesessive" nature of mine. I hopped into bed for an afternoon nap with a sweater that I wore out of the house before. I reeled in bed, trying not to think about it. Images such as black dirt making contact with my quilt and bedsheet filled my mind. In about one minute, I hopped back out of bed and off that sweater went. I chose to suffer the cold rather than soil my clean sheets.

Hhhhmmm.. Maybe I should be the first patient of my soon-to-be psychologist friend.

Pathetic, I am..

2006-06-20T18:21:00.000+09:30

It's after exams and I still find myself doing the same thing every afternoon (minus the study materials, I am NOT that pathetic) :Sitting infront of my laptop, chatting on MSN and blog surfing.

At times like this, I thank God for my other misfortunate friends which are just as bored at work, all LLB-ing. A Malaysian term I learnt today that stood for 'Look Like Busy'. How much more Malaysian can that abbreviation get.

I am laughing so so hard now... These jokes are such treasures. May only be funny in that certain context, but puts a wide smile on my face and stirs up a joy that lasts a long time.

I suddenly feel a whole lot less pathetic after all that laughter. Yes.. I did have a great afternoon;) Can't wait for tomorrow!!!!

And... MSN Messenger is the greatest invention of mankind..

And and... Check out this new xanga site of "mine".

Visitors from Home

2006-06-17T02:10:00.000+09:30

In the past 2 months, there has been an influx of people from home coming to Adelaide. We like;)

It benefits both sides. We get more Malaysian goodies while everyone at home gets chocolates and Australian treasures.

Picture Time! (Sorry, I am way too lazy to edit the pictures.)

And one from a neighbouring city as well..

We always have so much fun when people from home come. They bring a little piece from the place we miss so much with them (and many interesting stories!).

Anyone from Malaysia interested in coming??? We will welcome you with open arms!!! All we ask of you: 2/3 of your luggage space ;)

Panic at the Wake

2006-06-15T00:35:00.000+09:30

I was supposed to have an exam yesterday at 9am.. BUT..

The night before the exam, I thought I had a pretty solid study plan.

The plan:
To not sleep the whole night and stay up studying.

Reasoning:
"I would have to wake up at 7 something anyway." (The plan was only devised at 4am)

The plan failed miserably...

Reason why:
Decided at 6.30 in the morning that I could afford to take a one hour nap.

Consequence:
The one hour nap became a 3 hour one.

Consequence of the consequence:
Classmates were half-an-hour into the exam when I woke up.

I cannot explain the panic I felt when I woke up. I was in a total mess. And it didn't help that Uni is a fair drive away. About 45 minutes but definitely seemed a whole lot longer. The most excruciating drive ever. Oh yes.. This is one classic example of the speed limit frustrating me. Actually, this is one extreme example. The frustration was enough to kill. No exaggeration here.

But I did get to Uni, finally. Drove into the nearest carpark and parked at the first spot I could see. The nearest and the most convenient spot available. Hehe.... The parking space for the disabled. At that time, my only concern was getting myself into that exam hall.

But in all this, I can still be thankful that:
1. Mark's car was still in our garage (I would not have been able to make it if I were to take the bus)
2. Anne's alarm woke me up
3. I have a gracious lecturer that still allowed me to sit for the exam
4. I managed to finish the exam.

5. I didn't get a summon for misusing the disabled parking space
6. A lesson was learnt.

As memorable and eventful as today's exam was, I would never want to go through it again. I can feel the panic rushing back just by thinking about it. *shudders*

As bad as the day started out, the ending will be a lot better as I am officially on holidays now! ;)

AND YES!!!!!!!

I Love YOU!!!!

Exam Review

2006-06-13T19:08:00.000+09:30

6 short answer questions- answers should fill about 3/4 or one page. (5 marks each)

6 essay questions- answers should fill about 1.5 or 2 pages. (10 marks each)

1 application essay question- 25 marks! Tell me how long that would be!!

I was suppose to complete all of that in 2 and a half hours!! Moreover, it was the lecturer that said, "The more information, the better." I gave that to her, and as a result, an incomplete paper I handed in.

The worse part of it was that all the information was already at the end of my fingertips. I just didn't have time to get it down on paper. *bangs head on wall*

I am so disappointed.. Felt like all that studying went down the drain. :(

Ok.. I just needed to get that out of my system. Will continue studying for tomorrow's paper..

60 km/h

2006-06-11T14:33:00.000+09:30

The forsaken sign

The speed limit here in Adelaide is 60km/h in the suburbs and 50km/h in the city.

The roads here are also straight, level and un-congested.

That is what makes it so frustrating to drive here. Especially when late. Sheesh... I miss driving in KL where I could get from home to church in just under 15 minutes, driving at hhhmm.... a little over 60km/h. (All those times on early Sunday mornings, rushing to get to YC on time!!!) The Federal Highway, LDP, Kerinchi Link.... Man... Freeways are of no existence here. As a result, Anne had to be late for her musicians practice and Grace and I could not make it to church as early as we were suppose to.

If it wasn't for that $173 fine I got for speeding a few weeks back, I may dare to speed once in a while just for my own satisfaction. And well, also to get to places on time. However, the wound of seeing my bank account balance decrease is still raw and is more than enough to negatively reinforce my speeding behaviour.

Another one of the many Malaysian perks I miss!!!

The Fall

2006-06-10T01:06:00.000+09:30

One moment, I was walking..

Next, I was on the ground on all fours..

Finally, My face was 2 inches from the ground..

I did a Sheena today.. As a result, I have plasters all over my hands, my knees are twice its usual size, my arms are full of scratches and cuts, my hips are sore and it pains me (literally!) to dress and walk. Doesn't help that I have a low-tolerance of pain..

You know how people say that it all happens in slow motion during an accident (or a fall in this case)? I now believe that. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought it took me 10 minutes to finally make contact with that gravel road.

After 3 minutes of agony in trying to feel my legs again, the embarassment of falling flat on my face in front of all my Lifegroup members started to creep in. Doesn't help that friends, after they heard about my fall said this to me:

Kelsey: Your knees are twice their size? Whoa.. They must be huge now!

Cheryl: I thought I felt some tremors

Sheesh.. All this pain just because I missed ONE step...

Intense Cravings

2006-06-09T01:30:00.000+09:30

It is amazing how cravings never fail to strike when you are trying to focus on studying. It makes it worse when the food you crave for so badly is 5000 miles away.

At times like this, the good ice cream, chocolate and desserts here just doesn't cut it. Boy.. What I would do to be sitting at a table full of food as above. You guys in Malaysia, appreciate what you have. And all of that at arms length!!!!!

To make things worse, I just discovered that I would have to DRAW a brain on my next paper. I just know that it would turn out looking like a pile of mashed potatoes. It's unfair that my exam marks will be dependent on the talent I do not possess.

I really don't feel like I can continue studying anymore. I should sleep the craving and stress off....

Study Aids #2

2006-06-07T00:45:00.000+09:30

Due to my deteriorating health and the comments people have made about our snacking habits, we have resorted to the above. It is definitely not as yummy, but it still does provide the comfort we need..

First paper in about 13 hours. Aaarrrggghh........

Dreams

2006-06-05T00:36:00.000+09:30

All of us have dreams. I have especially many. Examples of 3 of mine:

1. I got married to a really good-looking guy (Hopefully a reality soon? Hehe..)
2. I was buried alive by a mad old man and tried escaping by sticking my arm out of the ground,
calling for my mum. (Woke up crying.. I was 8)
3. A friend of mine died one day and I found her in my house, only to see her wink at me! In the
end, it was only a plot to catch some criminal as she was a detective.

Haha... Those are all dreams I have had during peaceful slumber.

But dreams also have come to me when I am awake and conscious. Recently, I have had to make decisions on whether I wanted to continue an additional year in Uni as my course has been extended a year. Since I heard, it has really got me thinking about what I wanted. Though an additional year of Uni may not seem that big a deal, it did affect many other issues that I would have to think about. And as many know, I am not one who jumps with excitement when i have to choose between di and da: I end up not eating when I go to a foodcourt just because I can't make up my mind! Pathetic, I know.. With this thrown at me, I have spent long and hard hours thinking about it.

As a result, there was a little something that was dropped in my heart a few days back. It was something I used to dream of when I was a young girl, but I lost it many years back. For every practical reason. I have been thinking a lot about it but I do not believe that it is feasible for nuts. My pragmatic self does not allow myself to believe it. Thus, the heavenly realm I sought.

Today at church, Pastor Ashley shared with us this story (My rendition of it. Sorry.. But I am not much of a storyteller. There may be slight errors, but the gist of it is there):

A young, low-ranking general once asked Napoleon, "I want this island. Give it to me." It was not a question or a plea. It was a command. Mind you, he asked this in a roomful of generals of much higher ranking than he was. Everyone was stunned. They started jeering and mocking him. In the midst of all that, Napoleon asked one of the generals for a piece of paper and a pen. Right there and then, he signed it, stating that the island belonged to the young general. Once again, everyone was stunned but for a completely different reason. Finally, one of the generals asked Napoleon, "What compelled you to give him the island?" Napoleon answered, "He honoured me by the magnitude of his request."

That hit me... I honour God by the magnitude of my request.

Though I am still not a hundred percent sure whether it is what God wants for me, I know once again that I can dream big. I can ask God for something even I don't believe that it is possible yet. As corny as it sounds, the bigger the better! How else would we rely on God entirely???

Officially sick..

2006-06-03T01:20:00.000+09:30

It is that time of the year....

My throat's hurting, back's killing, head's spinning, stomach's churning (Darren got teman now! Hehe..) and temperature's rising. Of all times.. Less than a week before my first paper.

I guess now I have an excuse if I don't do well.

I choose to blame my untimely illness on the stupid, fluctuating Adelaide weather (it was a sunny 18 degrees but now it has gone down to a freezing 8 degrees) rather than blaming it on my weird sleeping schedule or excessive intake of junk. I reckon I really am a person who is living in denial.

Speaking of which: I recently had a conversation with a friend concerning "denial living"- if such a term is grammatically correct. I realised some time ago that I never really realised I lived in denial simply because, I was in denial. Hhhmm... If that makes any sense. When people pointed out something of me that was a LITTLE less-than-perfect (proving my point further), I would become extremely defensive. It has made it even harder to deal with petty issues in life just simply because I refused to address it in the first place. Thus, many a time, it has stunted my growth: character wise and spiritually as well. Yeah.. I know many of you are thinking, "Obviously not physically." Haha.. Not funny...

The root to all this denial: My PRIDE.

Addressing issues in my life especially if it comes from those I don't want to hear it from hurts. Hurts my pride. Lowers the self-esteem. God, teach me.. I need to learn. I really do..

I can start now then.....

"I am sick, not because of the weather but because I have not had sufficient sleep and have not been eating well."

Study Aids

2006-06-01T00:51:00.000+09:30

The foreseen weight gain of Anne and I will be blamed on studying. So no insults please.. It is all for a good and worthy cause.

Google Fun

2006-05-28T01:03:00.000+09:30

My roommate and I were bored, as usual (we were supposed to be studying) and decided to see the images of friends on google. Hahaha... This is what I found.....

Hahaha... Some of these pictures do look a lot like the real person. Or not?;)

Oh Yes.. Found one on Zie but blogger just could not upload it. Oh well...

Falling in Love

2006-05-25T01:26:00.000+09:30

A song we just sang earlier in Power Gen....

Falling in love with Jesus,
Falling in love with Jesus,
Falling in love with Jesus,
Was the best thing I ever, ever done

In His arms I feel protected,
In His arms never disconnected,
In His arms I feel protected
There's no place I'd rather be

I want to fall head over heels in love again.......

Why oh why?

2006-05-22T03:43:00.000+09:30

I am SO tired...

I am not anywhere near done.

I am 20, in my 2nd year of Uni and about the 15th year of studies. Why haven't I learnt my lesson of doing things last minute?

As many excuses as I try to cook up to justify and make myself feel better, it all boils down to 2 things:
1. My poor management of time
2. PROCRASTINATION

Serve me right.........

A Commemoration

2006-05-18T01:40:00.000+09:30

I am a person with an extreme low tolerance of pain. However, there is one thing I have always wanted to do which would cause the worse unbearable pain (other than childbirth, probably). So never dared to.

Up to last weekend, before Mark left, he told me to go for it. He promised to 'teman' me and do something equally as stupid to commemorate his leaving.

Hence...

Don't ask me how painful it was...

I wouldn't know...

Photoshop is a great invention. ;)

Hahaha.... Don't reckon anyone would actually believe that but it was fun.

I am telling the honest truth now!

YOU have always been there for me as well as supportive. Haha.. Maybe not in situations as above, but in all others.

YOU have been such a big part of my life here in Adelaide, I feel like a huge chunk of it has been ripped out.

Thanks for everything! Love you..

It's been so long!

2006-05-05T15:50:00.000+09:30

A WHOLE month has gone by!!!!!

Still alive...
But well, I am not too sure.

Will update soon!
Promise! *pinky finger*

Late-ness

2006-04-06T11:31:00.000+09:30

I was late to class AGAIN today.

Yesterday: 2 hours late
Today: 20 minutes late

There is some improvement at least....

Come to think about it, I have been late this whole week. And the past 5 weeks of Uni as well.
Maybe it is about time I do something about it.

Question to ask: Is getting to Uni on time really worth decreasing my duration of peaceful slumber?

I should be answering YES. I need to get some order and disclipine in my life. But at least I don't have to actually answer that for the next 2 weeks. Mid-semester break! YAY....

In about 15 mins, I will be going for a Cruise for my practical in Port Adelaide. It should be fun in this rainy 18 degrees weather.......

I should leave now to put 'getting to places on time' into practice...

Chocolate Craze

2006-03-30T13:00:00.000+10:30

I have had quite a chocolate filled week. Not something to be proud of, but something I definitely enjoyed. A girl, (especially one under much stress) should spoil herself silly once in a while..

Was in Carrington last week. Chee, Mae, Tsu Ee and myself decided to have fondue at 12.30 in the am even after a huge dinner of carbonara and chicken pies. Tsu Ee even provided us with a fondue cooking set...

Anne and I also went crazy while shopping 2 days ago.

The result...

12 Kit Kat Chunky bars
14 Wonky Bars
12 Tim Tams
3 M&Ms Minis
1 Mars packet
1 Snickers packet
2 Hot Chocolate boxes
1 Tin of Milo

In my roommate's and my defense, it was cheap! And we do NOT intend to eat all of that on our own. Or most of it lah...

Maybe I went a little overboard in spoiling myself this time round...

Uni Prac story #2

2006-03-24T15:51:00.000+10:30

Another one of my conversations:

Me: Hey Joe!
Joe: Hello Sun..
Me: Oh! Did you get a haircut??
Joe: Yeah... I did.
Me: I see...
Joe: I got a shave too. Did you get a shave??

I am not that hairy, am I????

2006-03-17T15:42:00.000+10:30

Not only do I have to say goodbye to people that I love when I was back in Malaysia, but also when I am here! This is to Kam Fwei and Ai Ling who left a few days ago...

Thanks guys for making such a difference in my life!!!

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It was the Adelaide Cup Day on Monday. Some horse-racing relating event. I think.. But all that mattered was that it was a public holiday. Where else better to go then the beach.....

In case, for those of who who have been wondering, we have all moved out into the new place. We LOVE it there! I am glad that I am finally able to settle down. Haih.. No more excuse to not do Uni work. But it's all worth it. Will post pictures when I take some.

Shucks... The bus is coming now!

WOOHOO!!!!!

2006-03-08T01:18:00.000+10:30

WE FOUND A HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Many may be thinking, "The many visits to that forsaken website was worth it afterall." Hahahahaha... The irony is that we found this place in the papers. The ONLY time we looked through the papers.

I shan't complain. *smiles really really widely*

2006-03-07T01:25:00.000+10:30

The most visited site these past few days has been,

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realestate.com.au

Sorry for those of you who were anticipating to see your blog address there. As boring as that site is, I have been going there several times a day in hope of seeing a potential house.

So far, there have been a few. Many of which have already been taken, and some of which are unconfirmed. Waiting to be called by the agents. It sucks to be sitting around with things beyond my control. Especially with my have-to-be-control-of-everything nature and when the matter is just a notch below 'life and death'. Though, at times feels like it is even at a similar level.....

Sorry for all the trouble and inconvenience I have caused so many people. I am trying my very very best.

Of Uni and the Beach

2006-03-04T04:13:00.000+10:30

My first practical placement of the year was an interesting one. I am working with the Community Re-entry Program (CRP), designed to support adults that acquired brain injury with fitting into the society. It is tragic to hear some of the tales these people have. Successful people with a bright future ahead of them just lost all in merely one accident, some of which is not even their fault. And to live with the wondering thought of where they could be today if the accident never happened. I have such admiration and respect for these people and loved every minute of interaction with them.

Just a funny conversation between one of the adults in the program, Aaron*, Beth (my fellow classmate) and myself.
*His name changed to protect his privacy.

Beth: Do you remember her name? (points to me)
Aaron: Aaaahhhh... Does it start with an M?
Beth: No.. With an S.
Aaron: Aaaahhh...
Me: Center of the universe?
Aaron: Saturn!
Beth: Hhhhmmm... No, but you are close.
Aaron: I don't know!
Me: It's Sun.
Aaron: Oh!

Five minutes later, Aaron looks at me...

Aaron: Aaaarrrgghhhh!!!
Me: You forgot my name?
Aaron: Aaaarrggghhh!!!!
Beth: Center of the universe.
Aaron: I don't know!
Me: What gives you light?
Aaron: The sun?
Me: That's it. Sun!

Hahaha.... He forgot my name again 10 minutes later. Oh well... I have the whole year to try. It has been a very different experience and am definitely looking forward to having more of it.

Anyway, had lifegroup at the Glenelg beach today. Finally!! Have been wanting to go since touchdown. Good fun...

2006-03-01T01:57:00.000+10:30

EMO-ness......................

Nothing is working out. NOTHING!!!!!!

Why?????????

Thank You so much Sheen, Prisc and Mark. For just listening and helping through everything. I love you guys very very much. And of course my housemates also....... We will get through this mess. Literally.......

Please God.......

Adelaide AGAIN

2006-02-28T01:48:00.000+10:30

At first, I could not believe that I was back here again. Ask Anne or Gracie. I kept saying that until they wanted to strangle me. It felt like I left for years. But I am back and I have to face the reality. Even more so now as I start Uni again tomorrow. I guess 3 months of full on holidays are more than I can ask for.... So won't complain.

Being here for the 2nd year does not make saying goodbyes any easier. I am missing everyone back home like crazy. I had to leave many newly made friendships and many old but strengthened ones also. Does not help also that the stress items since arriving are enough to kill. Oh well... Let's see what this year brings..

Some good news though. The 4 of us, (Gracie, Anne, Mel and myself) have found the ideal place to stay!!!! The place we are now staying is.... hhhmmm... just not so good lah. But thank God we found this place!!!!! So much for me and Gracie cleaning up a dusty 100 year old room.

Airport pictures

Grace is waiting to sleep. We have to share a SINGLE bed. God Bless me.......................................

Overweight

2006-02-22T04:52:00.000+10:30

I am almost done packing.

It would be done... But I have to figure out how to lessen the weight. I never imagined it to come up to so much. Moreover, it's not even my first time going.

That's the consequence of my over-shopping.

My luggage alone weighs about 29kilos despite the fact that I am already carrying 10kilos of clothes as hand carry. And Mr. Mark Tan's printer is 8 kilos, just about 6 kilos more than the weight he confidently stated. Haih... 29+ 8 =37 kilos, NOT cool.

Sorry Mark, may not be able to bring it any longer.

Sorry Rose, for not being able to bring Nic's stuff.

Sorry Anne also for not being able to help you with your load.

Sorry Anne again and Grace for not bringing any food stuff at all.

This should really teach me a lesson on shopping excessively...

Chubits

2006-02-16T05:44:00.000+10:30

I love you, love you and love you!

Feeling good....

2006-02-08T03:35:00.000+10:30

Except that in my time, it was BM

I was just teaching my sister some add maths stuff. And I am glad to inform all that I was successful in doing so even though I have not touched it for the past 2+ years! Hahaha.... I am obviously quite proud of it. It did wonders for my self esteem.

However, I am quite glad to be leaving before those harder topics come along the way that might cause me to doubt my own capabilities. Ignorance is bliss... ;)

Chinese New Year..

2006-02-04T06:11:00.000+10:30

Was a great time of reunions, visitations, angpow collections, pigging out, pigging out and pigging out!! I ate so much, it wasn't funny. Almost every other hour. To feel better, I justify by telling myself,

1. It is afterall Chinese New Year and a BIG part of the agenda
2. It's hot and I perspire heaps
3. I am returning to the land-of-only-pasta in less than 3 weeks.
4. I am NOT the only one doing it

That did make me feel a whole lot better. Hope that the weighing scale does not burst my bubble. Haih... Fat chance..

Anyway, just some pictures......

My grandma is one superstitious woman. Hence, the

yee sang for added luck.

A few "Foong" mums got together and made their daughters talk to one another after years of not doing so. Not that we didn't talk to one another on purpose, we just went our own separate ways. Was forced to visit their houses. It was really really awkward at first, but got better along the way. Even ended up in the mamak with 20++ cousins. Needless, to say it was a very fulfilling night for many of us. We made a pact to do this every year.

The mamak does bring people together..

Random pictures....

Body Glove Models

One of the many pig out sessions

That is my Chinese New Year for you!

And a random thought.. I am going back to Adelaide in exactly 2 weeks and 5 days. Aaarggghhh.....

It is 2am...

2006-01-29T03:57:00.000+10:30

And it is officially the Chinese New Year... I am sitting here, in my grandparent's house in Kajang listening to fireworks blaring from the neighbouring houses despite the countless warnings given by the government. Haha... The table next to me is also filled with interesting fireworks. A man is buying them now. Obviously, not very obedient these people are to the higher authorities. My grandma the ultimate, since she is selling them.. tsk..tsk..

It is good to be at my grandparents home. Feel bad that I am back here only for the 2nd time after being back home for the past 2 and a half months. Considering it is only in kajang and my parents come here every other weekend... Missed my family so much. And my grandparents look so much older although I have not seen them for ONLY 10 months. It is pretty scary and does not help at all with my guilt:(

Currently, the angpow number stands at only ONE. But i guess that is pretty alright considering it is only the 2nd hour into the new year. Will see how things go tomorrow. Hahaha...

Right now, I am going to spend some valuable time with my cousins. Have a great time every one and enjoy the holidays!

January Birthday Wishes

2006-01-18T05:57:00.000+10:30

Stil can't sleep and just realised that my blog is lack of colour. Photos, I realised, will do the trick.. So here goes..

A tribute to some of my amiga and amigo especial (special friends in spanish. Just learned it last weekend) with birthdays this month. May be belated for the some of you, but, oh well.... First time I am posting pictures so don't mind the imperfection!

I LOVE all you guys heaps!

It's a New Year

2006-01-17T12:14:00.000+10:30

Haha.. How typical of me. It has taken me a month and a half just to post the 2nd entry. Even so, it is because I can't sleep and have nothing better else to do. Looks like this blogging thing may not be for me afterall..

The past month and a half has been busy and great fun. Especially with Christmas and YC events.... Loved every moment of it and dread going back to Adelaide.... Mainly because I would have to start uni again... aarggghh.....

As it is the new year, 'Try to Blog' will be added to my already long list of resolutions.

I have succumbed....

2005-12-10T03:49:00.001+10:30

I cannot believe that I am starting a blog of my own, after refusing to doso countless times.... I have fallen and I know of a number of people who willbe greatly dissapointed in me.

Hahaha....Trial run....... Will learn more about this phenomenal blogging thingthat seems oh-so-popular. Till next time!! (If there ever is;))