Posts archive for: February, 2007
  • Fell Into the Trend

    I didn't want to. But without me realising it, I have become obsessed with Korean movies and dramas. However, I am not the terrible type. I do not go and watch every single one of them. I am just obsessed with a few. Good enough?

    When everyone was so crazy about Korean films and hair styles, I kept quiet.

    I don't hate them. I have a few good Korean friends, actually. But I just don't want to FOLLOW THE TREND.

    Today, I am listening to sondtrack from A LOVE TO KILL. I know there may be other better dramas, but I just love the songs. NOT because of Rain. I didn't even know him before I watched it.

    MY SASSY GIRL is one of my favourite too. I can watch it over and over again.

  • Another New Year

    Chinese New Year celebration is almost over.

    Next week, I'll have to go back to work.

    Then, on March, I'll be very, very busy with another new job.

    I hope I can oblige to both jobs.

  • Going Away For A While

    Hello everyone!

    I will not be around for one whole week! In fact, I may be away for around ten days.

    I will be celebrating Chinese New Year soon and, that means, I have to go back to my hometown.

    So, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR to everyone of you and bye!

  • What Does It Make?

    What does it make
    to fall for someone you hardly know?
    Is it still falling in love
    or is it called a crush?

    Never knew this would happen,
    Yet didn't know when it happen
    Thus how would I be capable of
    interpreting it
    as love
    or a crush!

    It is not important, anyway
    Be it love
    Be it crush
    For what I truly comprehend
    Is the strong feelings I have for you.

    Years gone by
    Time flies on
    Surely a crush
    Wouldn't have lasted this long?

    Still,
    If it was love after all
    Why haven't I the courage
    To spill it all out to you?

    Perhaps love
    Perhaps crush
    And perhaps you never knew
    You have been an inspiration
    You have been my strength

    A special person
    An everlasting energy
    Not a bit changed
    Not a bit erased

    A wonderful peculiar force
    That keeps me going.

  • Who?

    Is it you or is it me?
    That budded the feelings deep inside me
    Its blossoms are beautiful yet hurting me deeply
    I reminist on the memories when I am lonely.

  • When Special Becomes Normal

    When you are already more than 5 years with your lover, Valentine's Day is not a special day anymore. Do you agree?

    Everyday was so special in the beginning of the love affair. Gradually, the special moments become a habit.

    When things become a habit, we do not care much about them and we sometimes take them for granted.

    Why not turn around and see things from another angle?

    When special things or moments become a habit, it is a sign of a relationship maturing. Once you can accept it and live with it and maintain it, you are on the right track.

    Moreover, extra effort and extra wonderful deeds may be expected. Why not take it as a challenge? See how interesting you can go. Try to reach the peak.

    You'll enjoy life more than you know!

    HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

  • What do you want?

    If you are a journalist, what kind of news would you contribute to your national press?

    I have come across many news and they are mostly negative ones. Do you think we should have more positive news in the papers? If yes, what topics/news would catch your attention?

  • Viewing half constructed houses

    I have been going around the town, looking at new houses since the year 2000. Of all these years, today is a very different experience.

    I saw a billboard advertising banglo and semi-detached houses about two weeks back. Last week, while driving past the billboard, I decided to look for the location and go and have a look at them.

    There was a road sign pointing the way to the house but to my dismay, the road leading to it was not built yet. So, I waited until today.

    The road leading to the construction site is already done but, as I neared the show house, I was surprised because it was actually uncompleted yet.

    Nevertheless, I went into the sales office and one of the salegirls there took me to the half constructed houses (there were two of them).

    This is the first time I get to view houses that are still under construction.

    On the way back, I wonder:

    What is the rush? Why put up the billboards and road signs if the show house is not even completed?

  • Help with Clothes!

    Am I choosy or what?

    I mean, I have to admit that I am not very fashionable and I do not really know how to mix and match my clothes.

    I have been going shopping for sometime now, looking for some clothes to buy but everytime when i go out, I couldn't get to buy one. It is so hard to see clothes that I want.

    If you happen to be very good at grooming, please drop me a line. I need some help here!

  • What have you learn today?

    Is education a core foundation to everything?

    I personally think that it is true. It is the kind of education we get that shapes us into who we are today.

    We, I simply cannot accept it when someone tells me that he r she is uneducated. Well, this is because the word education, does not limit it to learning in school. Education should mean learning a skill. It can be learning how to cook. It is still education.

    Education can be formal and informal. So, if you have not received any formal education, you still received informal education from your parents or whoever brought you up.

    It is essential of one to acquire quality education of not enough education because there is no such thing as enough education. We can never stop learning. We learn new things everyday.

    So, what new things have you learnt today?

  • Pashmina Shawls Craze

    Any Nepalese out there?

    I am currently very into Pashmina Shawls!

    All I know is that they are beautiful but expensive. Ha ha!

    But I really like them!

    Any one love these shawls too?

  • Of Clogs and High Heels

    I am a little obsesed with sandals. First, I was really into clogs. I have been wearing only clogs for three years or so and this is the only type of shoes that attracts me.

    I wore only high heels since I was a teenager until last year when I sprained my right ankle. My acupunturist advised me not to wear high heels anymore.

    For a year, I only bought flat clogs or low heeled clogs.

    Recently, I am very into Jimmy Choo's shoes. I know I cannot afford it but I would still browse them in the internet or visit his outlet at Takasimaya in Singapore.

    As a result of browsing too much of Jimmy's shoes, I decided to get myself a sexy high heels again despite of my acupunturist's advice.

    Without me realising it, I walked into a shoe shop while I was shopping at Isetan last month, and fell in love with a khaki three inches high sandals. Without hesitation, I asked the salesgirl for my size and bought them.

    I tried to wear them when I went shopping last week but after a few minutes of walking in them, my right foot felt uncomfortable again. Immediately I took the sandals off and wore my flat wooden flip-flops again.

    How I wish my feet would heal so that I can walk around in my beautiful high heels again.

  • WANTED: Girlfriends For RENT

    The Chinese New Year is fast approaching and it's the season the children love best. They get the chance to play all day long, eat whatever they want and get as many angpows (red packets with money in it, given by married couples to unmarried younger generations) as they could. They will be a lot richer after this celebration.

    Something caught my attention while diriving to a friend's house this morning. One of the popular radio station here was talking about : Renting Girlfriends.

    It seems that some youngsters have advertised somewhere for girlfriends. One guy offered Ringgit Malaysia 450 for renting a girl for a period of ten days during the Chinese New Year.

    That's the negative side of the season. While it should be a jolly good season of reunions and gatherings, it is a season of nightmare for singles. They would be thrown the question: "So, when are you getting yourself a girl/man?" as many times as they meet their relatives and friends. It is humiliating sometimes, especially for those who find it extremely hard to get one.

    This reminds me of "Bridget Jones' Diary". She hated Christmas reunions because she would be asked the same question and given different kinds of looks that made her feel bad about herself.

    This situation must have worsen these days. No wonder people are finding ways to get away with it by choosing to go travelling during this season to aviod it.

    For some who couldn't find any good excuses to get away with it, they will have to live with it, pretend to be ignorant and carefree about the topic OR, get a temporary girlfriend/boyfriend for the season.

    I don't think it is a bad idea though to offer yourself for rent (just joking) because on top of the RM450 that you will be paid, you get angpows too. Wouldn't that be nice? Who knows, during the visits to your client's family, you get to meet your future partner there.

    So, anyone out there interested with the job?

  • A Series of Poem

    This is a series of poem I wrote when I was wondering about my boring love life.

    I’ve always wished to write
    A beautiful poem that was right
    To make your day really bright
    As the stars shine in the night.

    Only if you know my heart
    Loving you really is an art
    Ever learning how to aim the dart
    To hit the very right part.

    If letting you go
    Is one of the way to make
    our relationship grow
    Why not let the wind blow
    And see what will follow.

    It's the influence of modern technology
    That makes you only believe in logic
    But how can you deny the philisophy
    That falling in love itself is a magic!

  • Past Experiences Came In Handy

    A shopping spree turned into a dog mess. That was what happened to me on Tuesday, 30 January 2007.

    Before I go on, I would like to apologise to all dog lovers out there. I do not hate dogs. I only need some time to befriend them and get used to them. Each and every one of them.

    Sabrina is a friend I made last year when I went stringing for a National press. Occasionally, I would call her to keep in touch and update all kinds of office gossips. I stopped going to the office after a few months because I was busy with my full-time job.

    Sabrina moved to my neighbourhood last month and since then, we got closer.

    January 30, 2007 is her off day and we decided to go shopping. Although she isn't a steady driver, she offered to drive that day. On the way to the mall, she asked if it was OK for me to accompany her to a pet shop. The owner has a puppy to give away and she would like to go and have a look at it. She planned to take the puppy home.

    After an hour of shopping for groceries, we went to the clinic, and then proceeded to another shopping mall. I thought that we would be shopping there for a while before going to the pet shop.

    As both of us were extremely hungry at the time we reached the mall, we went straight to the food court to grab some food. I started to feel sleepy. (The night before was the 'nightmare night'.) When she said she was eager to see the puppy, I thought "That's good. We can go home right after that and I can take a nap before preparing dinner", so I said, "OK. That's great!"

    It took us some twenty minutes or so, driving around the business center, looking for the pet shop. Just as she decided to stop at the side of the road to call her friend again to inquire about the place, we saw the four-shop-lot pet shop.

    In we went and she asked about the puppy. A few minutes later, the workers brought a puppy out. It was a lot bigger than what I had in mind. I do not like to be around strange dogs so I went out of the shop.

    Not long after that, I saw the workers putting a collar around its neck and I knew that the HORROR moment has arrived. I braved myself to the car with Sabrina and the worker. The worker put the puppy at the back seat of the car, bid goodbye to the innocent creature and left.

    I hopped into the front seat beside Sabrina, feeling scared. Sabrina, on the other hand, came in happily and said, "Now, you have to direct me the way home. I am not familiar with the routes here."

    Oh dear! No way! This is NOT going to happen. With her driving skills and not knowing the routes, and I have to give her directions while making sure the puppy doesn't move about and comes over to me is just impossible. No, no, no!

    I looked at the puppy. Although it was behaving itself really well, not moving even an inch or making any noise, I couldn't convince myself that it would not lose its mind along the way.

    "Sabrina," I said, "If you don't mind, can you sit at the back and take care of the puppy while I drive?" I pleaded to her. Fortunately, she agreed.

    Everything was fine. Occasionally, I would turn around and looked at the puppy, making sure that it was not moving too much. I saw that it was salivating but I didn't say anything. It didn't come to my mind that it was not feeling well.

    About thirty minutes into the journey, something dreadful happen. Sabrina told me that the puppy vomited and a few seconds later, I could smell it.
    "Quick, wind down the window," I said.

    I asked Sabrina if she wants to take the puppy to a vet. Actually, I wanted her to take it there to get vaccinated and also to have a thorough check up, to make sure that it is a healthy one. She agreed and I drove to the only vet I know.

    We managed to get the car parked at about a hundred metres away from the clinic.(There was no other place nearer where I can find a place to park it.) It was a hot day and, with the puppy in such a condition, Sabrina had to carry it all the way there.

    The vet confirmed that it was fine and prescribed some medicine and vitamins for it.

    Sabrina hesitated to seat at the back seat on the way home due to the mess but I insisted because I was worried that something might happen.

    She wanted her car to be washed before we go home but at the same time, we were famished. I suggested to take the puppy home first before we carry on with any other activity because I had the feeling that something might happen along the way, like, having it to vomit again. True enough, it did. Five minutes before we reach her house, the puppy vomited again.

    Once we reached her place, she carried the puppy out of the car and I went straight to the toilet.

    When I came out to the living room, her mother told me that the puppy "did its business" just right in front of the gate. Instantly I took a deep breath of relief because it didn't do it in the car.

    We had the car washed and I went home.

    Within the last three years, I have had three encounters with puppies. This, so far, is the worst. However, the past two experiences thought me something and that was why, no matter how scared and helpless I felt the moment the puppy joined us in our journey, I was able to face everything calmly.

    Never try to run away from new experiences. Not even those that we do not want to have anything to do with. I have learnt that we have to do what we have to do instead of doing only what we want to do. You will never know when these experiences would come in handy.

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