"Papa, when you were small ..."

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On Christmas eve, I wanted to ask my father if he celebrated Christmas when he was young. I started the conversation with ...

me: "Papa, when you were small..." I noticed my dad trying his best to shrink smaller *imagine two hands in front of him with close fists, a pose one usually do when they are cold*

me: "Pa, what are you doing?"
papa: "How small? This small?" *uses the thumb and forefinger to indicate a specific size*
me: -__-;;

Anyways, later that evening we went for dinner at a western restaurant, well not pure western since they have fried rice and all that kind of local food as well but western was their main forte. My dad wanted to order the Christmas special set (expensive) and a simple fried rice (cheap) to share with my mother, that way they can try both and even up the price. Heh... but the waiter commented that they only served western food for these two days, Christmas occasion. Fine, no fried rice then. Surprise, surpise, I wanted to eat my favourite food, spaghetti and once again he said "today we have western food only." -.-;; Okay, umm.. I'm assuming spaghetti is Italian? Not Western? @__@ Fine, I flip the menu to the front where all the chops are and ordered "Grilled Chicken with Italian Sausage" He answered "Okay, one grilled chicken with italian sausage." That's so unfair, he should say "sorry, no italian sausage we going to replace it with western sausage instead." Blah.

Last but not least,

A crappy mini Christmas tree made from parsley (parsley from three different plates of food), with this I hereby wish everyone Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year~!

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It's sad

It's sad when you don't update your own blog.
It's sadder when you don't update your own blog when you actually have the time to do so but gave in to laziness.

but ...

It's the saddest when you neglect your blog until the url is not listed in the drop down menu of address.

It's just sad. (-_-)

Peacock or turkey on fire?

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I took this photo on the way back from Secret Resipe with my camera phone yesterday. The traffic light turned red, naturally we had to stop. It was my dad who saw it first, so I took out my phone and took a picture of it. By the time the lights turned green the peacock/turkey on fire was gone.

Happy Birthday! *throws confetti*

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The picture says it all. :) It was yesterday though, 4th Nov. Cappuccino Cheese from Secret Resipe. *yummy* Wonders what's the secret though... Anyways, may my dearest papa be happy and healthy always. That's not too much to ask is it?

Now now, don't steal my father's birthday cake even though it's just a photo.

It's been a great two days. Selamat Hari Raya to the fellow Muslims. Hey, I am no Muslim but no one said only Muslims can celebrate and be happy on Raya, right? Yup, one of the great things of being a Malaysian. So, let's see... instead of rendang and ketupat, it was pizza and wine. lol... I know those are not exactly Malaysian food but hey, it's not like we eat italian food everyday, only on special occasion. *giggles* My mom's face was as red as tomato just slightly into the second glass of wine. *grumbles* How come I didn't think of taking a picture of her then. I drank two full glass and was pretty happy throughout the night. Frankly, a glass of real good coffee makes me happier than a glass of wine. Caffeine over alcohol anytime! And to end the night with an episode of House was perfecto~!

As for the second day of Raya which also happens to be my dearest papa's birthday, all the more reason to celebrate! Instead of "Lam Mee" for the birthday "man", he got spaghetti. Now you must be wondering why all the italian food? Partly due to my little own selfishness since I treat the whole family to Secret Resipe and my mom insist on my dad eating mee as a symbol of longlivity and spaghetti was the closest thing you can get. See, we still practice our traditions ... just well, modifying it a little bit. *winks* I ate Japanese Soba and one might ask why my dad did not have this instead, at least it's more asia-ish. Reason being... soba is not as long as spaghetti! Haha... *sudden thought-> ska (a friend) :"lame."* -__-;; He's the only person who calls me that when we chat. *urgh.. shoo away the thought*

Anyway, two great days, one great family.

National Sad Day

The prime minister's wife pass away today. As weird as it may sound, I feel kind of sad about it. I mean I don't know her personally, only through newspapers and television but I feel sad about it. I voiced it out to my aunt and my sister and even they also agreed with me. I just feel the need to post an entry today yet I have no idea what to say. Maybe I'll think of something while I bathe later. *sigh*

Heaven and hell, which you rather be in?

That's the current state of the place I'm working. The company occupied the 2nd floor of the building when I was training there two months ago. Now I'm back as a temporary staff for a month to earn some extra cash. The company has also expanded downstairs and now occupy a section of the ground floor as well. Ironically, the ground floor department is also the hell part of the company where everyone is currently rushing to complete a project. Late nights, extreme pressure with a short-fuse devil running the place. Now picture heaven upstairs, where everyone is doing things at their own pace, datelines are negociatable, you still have a hawk eyeing at you, making sure you're not slacking too much but otherwise it is still heaven compared to the condition downstairs. Where would you rather be?

I told my dad about this and he told me the theory of "you always worry about two things in life". When you're alive, you worry that you might get sick or worst still you might die. When you're sick you worry whether you will ever get better or then again you might die. Finally you're dead and you worry whether you'll be going up heaven or down to hell. When you end up in heaven you thought all your worries will be gone but then again what happens when all your friends happens to be in hell? In the end, sometimes people prefers to go to hell just to be with people they know, shaking hands with friends.

This is the same case. I'm up in heaven, bored to death. Staring at the computer, feeling sleepy at times, feeling unimportant since I'm not pressured to perform. Sometimes I go down and visit hell where everyone I work with during internship training is currently is down there working their ass off. You feel the energy going around, the drive making you work and perform. It's even ironic that the devil likes me a lot, my friends always say I got a pinch of evil in me *shrugs* but I didn't get sent to work down in hell because of my short time here, they already started the project before I came in and it will take time for me catching up things, by then my one month might be up. So what's the point?

Then again, I'm not here to promote how wonderful hell is. Hell being hell, everyone down there has gone bonkers. A previous colleague of mine who work with me when I train a few months ago has turned into a grumpty gal, not to mention it's fasting time. As the saying goes, "a hungry man is an angry man". When you're in a team, you'll have a sense of responsiblity. Therefore, no matter how much you dislike it, you'll end up working late nights, come in on Sundays to complete your work and all with an angry devil behind your back, ready to pounce on you anytime.

So, heaven and hell, which you rather be in?

D.E.N.G.U.E

Dengue fever is on the rise especially here in Penang and everyone is worried about it. What's more, I get at least five mosquito bites every night I stay up late, sitting in front of my computer. I'm lucky nothing has happen to me or my family and are taking more precaution on this matter. Imagine if five mosquito bites comes from the same mosquito and if that is an aedes mosquito I'll be dead soon. Therefore, mosquito sprays are very much in used right now, though I dislike using it due to enviromental factors I figure I have to save myself before I can save the world. T__T

Someone dug my dead blog from its grave!

Oh my god! I'm seriously in a state of shock right now. I was telling a friend of mine about my new bloggie and he replied to me "I thought you already had a blog?" followed by the link http://vinice.pitas.com/

I can't believe he kept that link for so soooo long. I was shocked, touched and well still shock. I think my heart miss a beat that time. Seriously, I think he just make my day.

Hiyashi - who is typing in a serious state of shock.

Today is a good day...

Today is a good day because it is a special day for me which I must remember to write it down in the next day or two or else I will regret it. Currently, watching Malaysian Idol. Nothing much to say about the idols but instead have something to say about Jien. lol. He gained some weight. My mom commented on Friday "Jien put on some weight." Now I'm watching the result show and I must say I agree with her but that's not important. Everyone puts on some weight sometimes, -___- I put on some weight. Not some actually. Arghh.. too good life at home. *I know that's not something to complain about* >.< Watching Jien, I remember the conversation I had with my aunt while I was staying over at her place.

Aunt: Eh, that guy quite good looking. *points to Jien*
Me: That's Jien. He's around 30 or 31 already I think. *I'm not sure the exact age*
Aunt: *jokes* Wah, don't look that age also. Go and pikat him lah.
Me: -_________-;;;;
Aunt: *continues to make fun of me* Next year go join Malaysian Idol lah, then can get to know him.
Me: -____________-;;;;

Joining Malaysian Idol for all the wrong reasons. Besides, if I were told to list down my abilities, singing would be the last one. Bah... for now, the only participation Malaysian Idol will get from me will be as a voter and with that I shall continue watch Jien on TV.

*sings* I love to go.. a-wondering...

Revamp! Actually it is just a change of template which involved the lost of every single minor html changes I did. There goes by Tomodachi list for now. It'll be back!

My dear friend Ching² just started her blog and she mention about me. *beams happily* However, it is in friendster and one need to sign in before leaving a comment. I did sign in but for some unknown reason I can't leave a comment. So I'm leaving my comments here instead. "Ching², Miss you too! And by the way, use blogger!" There! I'm a proud blogger/blogspot user.

I went a-wondering to Zisian's bloggie and realized as I change my blog to a brighter colour, she went and change hers to black. -__-a

My mom walk pass just now and here's what happened.

mom: Isn't that Ching², she made her own website?
me: Umm.. actually it's a blog.
mom: A blog?

me: *eager to get back at her for complaining I spent too little time reading newspapers* If you read In-Tech or Computimes, you would know what is a blog.
mom: *completely ignore my sarcasism* So what is a blog?

me: -___- *give up* It's something like a diary or a journal?
mom: *got all sike up* Isn't this things suppose to be personal? How can you put it on the web for everyone to see?
me: That's the point of putting it up on the web. It's intended for everyone to see. *fine.. that's not a good explanation but what the hell*

mom: But only your friends can see it right? Others can't right? They would need your code or something to read it.
me: Code? Mom... think we should stop this topic of conversation.

This kind of situation always comes up once in a while and I have to spend quite a long time to explain to my mom about how the internet works, how instant massaging works and so own. I don't mind explaining it actually but it kind of gets annoying after 15 minutes of explaining and it turns out my mom don't really get what I am saying. -__-;;

Anyway, to finish up the conversation I had with my mom.

mom: Huh? No meh? Then everyone can read what you write?
me: Yah and sometimes there are people who write such interesting stuff that his or her blog become so famous and everyone in the world read it.
mom: *remained quiet to digest that fact*

End of conversation.

15 mins medicine

I'm feeling 50% better already. Okay, sounds far fetch. It's like was I really sad just now? I was! Then I got cured by visiting tomodachi's bloggies. Added some to my tomodachi list without informing them yet. =.= *off to tell them later* Special note to Sim, I put you as Sim and it just seems odd. So I changed it to Timun. lol, as if Timun is more normal than Sim. Anyway, I really enjoy reading your blog.. umm.. not that I don't like the others but yours is always comical, not to mention there were some umm.. "illustration" as well. Great medicine for the sad illness.

I notice my blog is so BLACK! urgh, and I'm suppose to be a semi-somewhat design student. My lecturer will kill me if they see my blog but then again they won't be seeing my blog will they. Not in a very cheerful spirit to make it all red, orange and yellow and the moment.

Till then, dark and gloomy it shall be.

It's sad when you can't tell others why you are sad

It's been about two weeks since I last blog but then again there is nothing much to blog about when you are at home 24-7. Yesterday night I was overjoyed for a reason I can't tell and now I am sad for a reason I can't tell also. When you can't tell others why you are sad, be relief that you can at least voice out that you are not happy.

What should one do when someone else is sad? Are we suppose to cheer them up or just give them some time to themselves?

What should one do when he/she is sad? Are we suppose to voice out our unhappiness to everyone and make them worry and sad along with you or keep it to ourselves and hope that in time we will get over it?

Don't worry, I'll be happy in an hour or so ... I hope.

"You pass with flying colours!"

My mom just brought in 'longan'.

me: Jan, peel for me please. *longan too far away, sis was in the middle*
sis: blah...
dad: Nah.. *hands out a longan to me*
me: *beeps* THANK YOU.

Gosh, I love my dad. ^_^ Okay, let's continue.

me: *munch munch*
dad: *stretch his hands out again with another ready peeled longan*
me: weee~!!!

I REALLY LOVE MY DAD! Let's continue again.

me: *peel the third and forth ones myself* Okay, I don't want anymore.
everyone: *continues eating*

after 10 mins

sis: mii! *hands mom a longan*
mom: *takes it*
sis: then jie jie no more loh.
mom: *realized* then give her lah.
me: I don't want if I have to peel it.
mom: then Jan, peel for your sister lah.

Wah! I love my mom, too!

sis: *grumbles and peel it off for me* Nah..
me: THANK YOU!!

In the end, I love them all and they love me just the same. Ya right, you might say: "It's just longans" but it is such small unnotice actions that show how someone feels about you deep down inside, even they might not realized it. *winks* What do you know, everyone pass with flying colours.

I'm a bird in a cage

*sings*
Aku burung di dalam sangkar,
hidup terkurung hatiku susah,
ingin aku terbang bebas,
kawan-kawan tinggi di awan.

These were a lyrics to a song my sister learnt back in primary school. o.O;;
It's weird to teach a 9 year old such a song. Imagine a kid comes home and sing the song to their mom, or in this case to her sister. My dad good heartedly suggested the school might want to teach children not to lock birds up in cages, that the message of the song is "Birds are meant to be free." Uhh... whatever you say dad.

I can see clearly now the HAZE is gone

*sings* I can see clearly now, the rain is gone .. or in this case the haze is gone. Well, not entirely but at least it's clear enough to see the big but not so blue sky. It's sad to see such things happen especially for me, the semi-environmentalist. Open burning not only pollutes the air but it also goes against my motto "Save the trees!" T__T

Since I only un-officially start blogging today, I like to mention something that happened last week in Kuala Lumpur. Oh how I wish I was there to watch it, FROZEN RAIN! It was raining ice last week. What's the world is turning into? And it's not really apporpriate for me to wish for it to happen again for me to watch since it is actually a bad thing to happen. *sigh* Anyway, here's a photo I got from my aunt that was taken by I not sure who. Hopefully this won't cause any copyright issue. If it does please just let me know and I'll take it down. Don't sue me. =.=

Frozen rain dropping from the sky, must be painful *ouch*