Rain drops

At this very moment, I am deeply in love with a song titled Happy Ending by Mika. The first time I heard the song was from Pauline's ipod and I have since forgotten about the song until last night. Now, I can't seem to get it off my mind. Looks like it had permanently registered itself in my memory database.

And just moments ago, I had a little dance under the rain. It felt wonderful. I want to do it again if I have the chance. It felt as if all my worries have been washed away by the rain drops. But, I will just have to be extra careful so that I will not get fried by the mighty lightning.

Talking about food, I'm now missing one Thai restaurant I partronized back in Melbourne. The price was a fortune but it was worthwhile. The only thing I disliked is the size of its tables. The food came in huge plates that were way too big for the mini table. I barely have the space to eat comfortably. But still, the food was a winning factor and who cares bout the tables??

Chillies are hot

I'm just one step away from completing my Malaysian Economics assignment. Can I hear some hoo-hahs for now???

Now that I still have ample time before going to bed, I think I shall blog for a little while.

Just so you know, I had a stomach upset last night right before I manage to drift into my dreams. But I will only have myself to blame. I took a try on the chillies that were bought by bro from Cameron Highlands and I was left to suffer the consequences. Don't think that the chillies originated from there though. I think they were imported from OZ and planted there under the chilly weather. I remembered sis showing me back in Victoria Market. She told me it was extremely spicy (3x spicier than the local cabai bulung in fact) and I took her words for nothing. Gosh! I should have listened to her!

To make it worse, I ate the chilli on an empty stomach. I know that I was silly to do that. But I guess the hunger took hold of me. The moment I smelled food, my fingers were already reaching for a pair of chopsticks and a bowl. The bright red chillies caught my attention! And they went straight into my mouth, teased my tongue and down the throat.

*seconds later*

I started to tear and my lips were slightly swollen. Apparently, my whole body was fuming hot. Drinking a big cup of iced-water was a vain effort. It had contributed nothing. The only thing it helped was to make me feel bloated. Not sure if that was considered a cooling-agent or not. Anyway, I thought the trauma had ended there.

But, it struck again at night. Put simply, it was terrible.

Don't believe it? Try it for yourself then!!

Nah, the culprits that caused me so much pain...

They look cute, aren't they ?
Don't be fooled.

This one looks like a strawberry. But it tastes different. Guess you will be able to sort out the differences.

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fei fei enjoying his 'mini jacuzzi'
or
was he laughing at my stupidity??

Blue blue..

I am so worn out. Sad to say that I did not achieve the optimum sleeping hours the previous night. Ouch...During the holidays, I've been getting almost nine hours of sleep every night. Call me whatever you want, just don't call me a pig.

Now that my body is in a shock because of a sudden reduction in sleeping time (I slept for 7 hours last night!!), I am finding it extremely difficult to focus in the class. I guess that just wasn't my fault. The lesson was extremely boring. The lecturer was soft. And she paused a lot. I tried not to blame her because she was pregnant, but that wasn't a good excuse to cover up for the "boring lesson".

Let me think. Maybe I should not blame her after all. The subject itself was boring. There was nothing much she can do. Seee...I'm trying not to blame anyone because it would be unfair to the person. I threw the blame onto the subject instead (something that will not possibly speak for itself).

Big news!!!

We were greeted with our Malaysian Econs result this afternoon.
*Laugh out loud*

It wasn't as good as I expected it to be :(

But I guess I was becoming numb to everything. I wasn't really feeling that sad upon receiving my paper. Do you think that this might be the case of over-shock?

Smile

When was the last time you had smiled to a stranger?

The saying, 'frown and you frown alone, but smile and the whole world smiles with you' should be instilled in all of us. A smile is the best thing that you can offer even to a total stranger because it is priceless and most importantly, it helps to cheer up a broken spirit.

Furthermore, it is not difficult to smile, all you have to do is flex a few face muscles and you will be able to convey your feelings without uttering a single word. Isn't that great? And by simply smiling, you also help to make others feel appreciated and welcomed.

Don't you love it when someone smiles to you? Or would you prefer someone to frown all the time to you? If you prefer the latter, then I have nothing to say. However, I am sure most of us love to feel appreciated. Who wouldn't? Perhaps we can show our loved ones how much we appreciate them by cuddling them in our arms and express our feelings to them, but how possible is it for us to perform those acts on strangers? Imagine a guy doing that to a girl who is totally unknown to him, I'm sure all he gets is one tight slap and a kick at the crotch.

So, the best way is to smile. Smile to your friends. Family. And yes, even strangers. A smile is contagious, I believe. If we are willing to be the first movers to smile, I am sure sooner or later, the culture will be widely spread and practised by everyone.

Wait no more. You can smile to your neighbour, to the bus driver, to the cashier and also to the janitor. It wouldn't cost you anything. In fact, it makes you approachable and respected by the people.

So smile, people! And a Happy World Smile Day to you :)

Burfday in advance =P

Can I ask for an early birthday pressie???!!
I promise that I'll be good as a baby...

Hmmm???

No response?

Fine lor...

*Just another lame post*

Movieeeee

It feels great!

I've just watched Eagle Eye with Mei and CK. Jo was supposed to tag along but sad, she couldn't make it at the last minute. Too bad. We still carried on with the plan because I really really wanted to watch Eagle Eye. And I couldn't wait any longer. Today is the day!!!

I'm coming, Eagle Eye...

Overall, I think that this show is fabulous and it is highly recommended! So guys, take your girls to watch this show. Just don't be jealous if she gets too obsessed with Shia LaBeouf. And girls, don't be upset if he compares you to Michelle Monaghan.

Anyway, this show only takes less than two hours and please, you really have to spare some time to watch it!

It is time to step into the world of computer intelligence...

Hooray hooray hooray!

Sleep well, people!

Pray

First and foremost, Selamat Hari Raya to all my friends. This year is rather different because the Nine Emperors Festival somehow coincides with the Raya. As predicted, there will be lots of rain throughout the whole festival and this year wasn't spared at all.

This morning, I took mum to the temple opposite Telekom to offer our annual prayer to the Kao Ong Eah. I thought that the roads will be heavily congested since it was Raya but somehow, the streets were cleared of cars. *scratching head* Shouldn't there be traffic jams?

Okay, we've finally reached the temple. Surprisingly, the crowd that turned up this year was less than the previous years. *scratching my head even harder* Where have all the people gone to??!!!

Never mind. Let's move on.

As usual, before we entered the temple, we bought 3 pairs of mi koo, a bottle of oil, a packet of rice and two packets of joss sticks.

We bought those items from these two ah peks. They have been operating their stall here for many years and it felt great to see them again.

This handsome ah pek getting the mi koos for us

Packets of rice to be sold to the devotees. The one on top was sold to my mum.

We had to get one of the ah peks to write my dad's name on this packet of rice so that the Kao Ong Eah will know that it was offered by us.

Think that traffic lights are only to show us green or red lights?
You're wrong! See, you can hang umbrella here as well.

Just before we entered the temple...
Oops..too bad I don't have any money with me. Sorry, uncle.

That's my mum. Feeling rather eager to know what she was doing, I drew myself nearer to get the answer.

Oh, she's asking for this young man's help to place the mi koos on the table. And also a plate of fruits that we brought from home as well.

Packets of mi koos. Oops...I couldn't figure out which one was ours.

Stacks of rice offered by the devotees.

Look at how serious this auntie was. Don't play play okay...

Once done with all the praying, we then proceeded to this lady who obtained our particulars (names, birthdays and marital status) and wrote them on small pieces of yellow papers.

After finished writing, the papers were passed to these men. They helped to stick the names onto the kooi jin (dolls). According to mum, these dolls represent each of us and they were supposed to keep us safe from any mishaps.

Tadah! These dolls represent all my family members! I need to get them to my mum ASAP!

Mission accomplished. The dolls had been passed to my mum.
Here, mum can be seen holding the dolls while muttering her prayers to God.

Due to the mass amount of joss sticks placed on the 'pots', this uncle has to remove them occasionally

Random shot

I spotted a Red Cross member taking a break and helping herself to yao char kueh.
Eh, save people also need energy okay?

Next...

Mum stumbled upon something...What was it?

Oh, nothing but a packet of coffee :S

This stall was empty.

Hey, guys! This girl looked a bit like Pauline, huh?

We walked and walked. Finally, we saw food. Real food at last.
But, we didn't know what to buy. With such a variety, we were spoilt for choice.

Okay. We've made our choice.

We then proceeded to the counter to pay for our food. We were told that the total was RM14.50. Hey, shouldn't RM3 + RM3 + RM4.50 + RM3.20 equate to RM13.70? Mum counted and she also agreed that it was RM13.70 . However, the guy insisted that we counted wrongly. How can both of us be wrong?

He then took out his calculator and counted one more time. This time, it showed RM13.70...
There!!! See, I told you!!!

I expected him to at least apologise to us for his miscalculation but he did not. Was it that difficult to admit his mistake and say sorry? Or was his mouth so full of gold that he can't open and say sorry? Shame on him.