Gloom...gloom...gloom...

Gloomy weather + gloomy traffics + gloomy workplace + gloomy frens + gloomy feelings. Even my uterus is gloomy coz it had passed the mentruation due date. Haih...

I got bad news pouring on top of me throughout the past 7 days. First my colleague's house flooded badly. I felt really bad for her coz her family always have to face this problem. She didn't sleep the whole day trying to scoop the water out from her house and she couldn't sit and walk properly the next day she came to work.

Becoz of the bad weather, the traffic had to annoy me as well. There were more accidents than I could ever encounter or experienced in a week. My brother had to cause one also. Some silly gal banged his bumper exactly where mine got banged few months ago. Duh...

Then one of my "sistas'" dad passed away few days ago coz of neck lymphoma. She had never mention to us all this while her dad was receiving chemo and was hospitalized when it got critical. This makes me feel even worse coz I know losing a parent is an absolute trauma.

Worst of all, a time bomb had exploded in my company yesterday. My lab manager is definitely leaving coz of the heavy conflicts between him and the boss. We had been working so comfortably for the past two yers - no politics, no conflicts within the staffs, good teamwork and everybody trusted everybody. Now the "major shareholder" has to push his way in and messed up the flow. Darn him...

And now my honey is pissing me off by coming late today.

This about sums up all the gloominess for the damp + damn week...

*sigh*

Dilemma...

A girl was standing in the middle of the silent crossroads. The air was still and the surrounding was dark. There was nobody in sight; no sound, no shadows.

She looked bleakly around. She could only see the four roads stretching so far ahead but she couldn’t figure out where they led to. She felt stranded and she was all alone.

She tried to search for a sign, the name of the road maybe but there was none in sight. She tried to feel her instincts, her sixth sense but they were blocked. She knew time was running out and she had to make a quick decision. She had to choose her path and seek for a way out.

Still, she dare not move. She was scared she might choose the wrong path and that would lead her to disaster. Every little element came to her mind at once, circling around her brain. Everything turned complicated.

Suddenly white lights shone directly at her from all directions. She covered her eyes for a moment and tried to squint at the glaring lights. She thought she saw things moving all around her. She recognized them. At the end of each road, she saw a moving see-saw, a roller-coaster, a space-shot and a swing respectively.

She was confused. Was she in a playground? Were they real or mirages? What were they supposed to mean? Where should she go?

She couldn’t answer her own questions. All of them seemed alluring. The swing looked comfortable, the see-saw seemed interesting, the roller coaster was challenging and she was fascinated with the space-shot. Was this a trick or a test for her? Too much to think, too little time. She knew she couldn’t rely on anybody. Nobody could guide her or help her there. She had to make her own choice. She had to decide, sooner or later.

She just stood there, waiting for the right time, waiting for the right signal…

Just waiting…

300

It’s been such a long, long time since everyone around me gave thumbs up sign for a particular movie.

Recently I found one…


{Based on the epic graphic novel by Frank miller, <<300>> is a ferocious retelling of the ancient Battle of Thermopylae in which King Leonidas (Gerard Butler) and 300 Spartans fought to the death against Xerxes and his massive Persian army. Facing insurmountable odds, their valor and sacrifice inspire all of Greece to unite against their Persian enemy, drawing a line in the sand for democracy.}

I went to see this movie two weeks ago without much expectation. After all, I assumed it was just another war movie with heavy weapons, cunning enemies, pouring bloods and innocent victims.

I was completely blown over.

Overwhelming rush of adrenaline took over me and I remembered I was shuffling in my seat throughout the whole film in…excitement. Trust me, you can never find another movie featuring 300 half naked, muscular men with their biceps, triceps and six-packs screaming out loud together. Without the red cloaks, they were more or less like Tarzans. Hmm…I guess the producers saved some budget in the clothes department.


I liked the movie NOT becoz of the 300 half naked men OK. It’s the actions and the graphics tat I lust for. The movie is full of masculinity, wits, courage, willpower, brotherhoods, sacrifice and love.


King Leonidas didn’t want to give up his country to some so-called immortal King of Persian so he gathered all his best of the best warriors, traveled all the way by foot to put up a fight. He met up with the sissy King Xerxes.


King Leonidas hated the idea to kneel before a gaylord and so the war began.



Day after day, night after night, they were attacked by thousands of immortal spirits, monsters, giants and beasts. They fought with all their skills and energy they could muster. No retreat. No surrender.



King Leonidas and his gang fought till the end. With all his might and willpower, he tried to kill Xerxes…and he roared at the top of his lungs…


Did he succeed? Well, go see yourself. You will gain more than I could described here. It’s worth it.

The movie ended and everyone in the cinema applauded.

That was priceless.

That was glory.

P/S: To top it all, I present you the lead actor, Gerard Butler. ENDAO le...faster go see la.

The One with the Malaysian Drivers

I guess living in the city these days traffic jam is a like a norm.

You stepped out of the door at 7am in the morning looking fresh getting ready to start a new day and when you hit the road, it’s JAM. What suppose to be a 25 min journey turns to 1 hour. Then you found yourself parking 10 min away from your company. By the time you step into your office, your makeup starts melting and you look flushed up plus annoyed. Best of all, your boss sniggers at you.

You finish work at 5.30pm. You are totally worn out coz the whole day you worked like a cow. Then you realize tat you have to walk for 10 min to get your car. No choice. You drag your tired feet to your car and you drive back home. You hit the highway and guess wat…JAM again.

You reach home 1 hour later and fall face down on the bed.

I dont remember how many times I almost fell asleep while driving to work. It’s a really terrible feeling coz this is the time all your organs turn rebellious. Your eyelids are trying to shutdown while your brain is begging you to stay focus. Then you do all kinds of stupid things to keep yourself awake such as bobbing up and down your seat, using your fingers to hold the eyelids, slap yourself, pick your nose, pinch your face, blast the speakers or even talk to yourself. Then the car driver beside you will think tat you are lunatic.

One thing I don’t quite understand is despite the number of highways and flyovers built over these years, the jams aren’t getting any better. WHY??? It’s because of the increasing number of tols, the increasing number of the traffic lights and most important of all ppl don’t like to carpool nowadays.

EVERYBODY DRIVES TO WORK. Imagine there are 20 ppl working in the same company and tat 20 ppl itself drive to work with their own car…huh…

Personally, I spent 2 hours on the road everyday which means 12 hours per week which means 48 hours per month. In conclusion, I spend 2 whole days driving in my car each month. Of coz I can avoid jams, wake up 5 am in the morning la! Then I might as well be a rubber-tapper. I really do pity those salespersons.

Frankly speaking, I’m already immune to the daily jams. It’s the driving skills of the insensitive, arrogant or impatient jerks tat pissed me off sometimes. Let’s place these buggers into 5 categories.

TOP 5 MOST IRRITATING DRIVERS

#5
The KIASUs
The kiasu-ism is escalating in the cities. You can spot these ppl in school, in work, in parking lots, in banks, in supermarkets having mega-sales, in pasar malams and most of all on the roads.

They are usually the ones who altered their car engines to make those irritating “zoom zoom” sounds coz they think they are F1 drivers. At traffic lights, they have to enhanced their egoism by “zooming” in and out as if they are competing on the tracks.

These ppl are usually very impatient and they like to cut in line especially during long queue at traffic lights. In jams, they will try to stick to the car in front as near as possible so the other cars cannot cut in. They will drive on the safety lane or try to slot here and there thinking they can go faster but end up reaching the same place at the same time as you.

#4
The KIASIs
“You Kiasu, I Kiasi!” I’m sure you have read these signboards in some cars before. When you do spot this signs and when you are in a state of hurry I suggest to you please don’t follow these cars. You will never imagine how they can affect you.

They spend most of their time getting ready to step on the brake. They brake at the slightest things around them. They brake when the car in front slows down slightly (I mean really slightly); they brake when they are about to make a turn in which the junction is still 500m away, they brake when they are about to reach the traffic lights even when the light is green; they brake when BIG lorries or buses are driving pass them; they brake when birds flew pass them and they brake even when someone honks on the other side of the road.

You are gonna be late to work, miss your flight or even lose your date. Trust me, they will brake till you break…

#3
The KIA-MATTAs
They are so obedient that they follow every rule and regulations in the “undang-undang” book. They never drive faster than the allowing speed limit and they always signal when they turn or change lanes.

They are sooo law-abiding that even at emergency situations they will still stick to the rule. They are the ones who cause traffic jams at peak hours coz they usually drive under speed limit on the fast lane. They are the stubborn ones who wont make way for you when you flash your headlights at them few hundred meters away.

Sometimes they are so slow that even the bicycles move faster than them. Despite how obedient they are, they still bribe when they get caught by the MATTAs.

#2
The KIALANGs
Unlike the KIAMATTAs, they break every law in the book. They “zoom” pass red light, they “zoom” on the roads like fast and furious and they try to learn do all the stunts in Initial D.

They like to tailgate you till you can see their nose hairs from your rearview mirror. They prefer to harass you till you make way for them. Then when you finally make way, they will stare at you with those fierce protruding eyes and then wave a hand menacingly.

If you see cars swerving right and left in the morning, then you found the sleepers. If it’s nighttime, then you better be alert coz they are probably the drinkers. In these cases, you might want to be the KIASUs and get way ahead of them or be the KIASIs and move slowly behind.

#1
The KIA-KUA-BOs
They are the most irritating drivers of all.

They are so busybody tat they will slow down at accidents happening on either side of the roads; they slow down when there’s a car breakdown; they slow down to check the vehicle’s number plate; I guess they even slow down when they see some animals mating on the side of the road. Those are NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, FREAK!

Once I encountered a situation where a car suddenly broke down and stopped by the roadside. Then this bugger in front of me actually slowed down till 20km/hr on the highway. I could see the driver’s head turning sideways to scrutinize the breakdown car! It’s not like he’s gonna help tat poor guy!

SENARIO:

KIASU was driving on the highway when KIAMATTA moved in front of him suddenly. KIASU freaked out so he flashed his high beam several times at KIAMATTA to move away. KIAMATTA saw the lights but chose to ignore KIASU coz KIAMATTA was driving at the maximum speed limit.

KIASU got angry and moved to the other lane, making the irritating “zoom zoom” sound but KIASI was on tat lane. KIASI hit the emergency brake suddenly when KIASI heard some “zoom zoom” sound. KIASU was quick to react so KIASU swerve to the safety lane without knowing tat KIALANG was speeding on tat lane.

*BAM*

KIASU and KIALANG got into a serious accident. KIALANG got down from the wrecked car and #&$^&#*$ with KIASU. KIASI got shocked on the next lane, braking over and over again. Along came KIA-KUA-BO to check out the accidents and a massive jam occurred in just 10 min.

I cannot believe I’m so wu liao writing all these. Must go sleep now, if not tomorrow I’ll be in one of the categories. Kia kia...

The birth of the blog...

The day I started my personal blog was my birthday and the day I posted up this first entry is also my birthday (lunar) which is TODAY. Say happy birthday to me and my blog la! I know I'm not getting any younger so FROM NOW ON I decided to note down every single details in my life in case I got Alzheimer’s next time.

To kick start my blog, I had dug out all my precious photos of myself from 0 years old till now to share it with you all. Pls don laugh at them...

0 years old...
Grandma (whispers to other relatives): Zhor mi zi geh baby an ni pai kua eh (Why this baby so ugly one)?
Mimi and didi: *shaking head*


So sad...I wasn a cute baby. Look at the two lumps of meat hanging beside my mouth. Did you think I was chewing on something? Damn...and those hair...they couldn stop standing till my grandma had to pin them down every time.

In conclusion: I was an ugly baby who got an electrical shock.

1 year old...
The meat subsiding, the hair wasn standing anymore but I looked like a boy. Haih...


2-4 years old...


Me with my fav bear bear in my previous house. I guess I didn like wearing my didi's jacket in Genting...


5-6 years old...
Kindergarten concerts! I remember I couldn stop pulling down my belly-baring top coz I tot it was too revealing. Then my teacher realized I don like to bare my skin so she asked me to be a rat the next year...




7-8 years old...

Schooling days. My first birthday party with my neighbours and frens. Oh, I lost my front teeth too...

9-11 years old...
I was participating in a costume competition in school and I won first prize! My aunt and mimi made this outfit for me. Getting fashionable in the left photo. I love this dress. I think I shall get a tailor to make this dress again.


My first school trip to Malacca with my schoolmates.


12 years old...
Hmm...I was quite a speaker during primary. I represented school in this competition and I won first prize. One of the most amazing moments in my life. I realized I'm getting taller and taller...so I entered the basketball team too. Also the time for me to face UPSR.


13 years old...
I failed to get A for a stupid subject so I had to spend one year in remove class. Oh well, at least I had a honeymoon year and I enjoyed it very much. I moved to my new house and I got a nice room with pinkish furniture. Then I realized it was too girly for me so now my room’s furniture is blue in colour.


14 years old...

Had fun growing my hair long and getting a shu nu image. This picture was taken during a school trip. Why issit always Malacca? Sien...

15-18 years old...

Thanks to didi, volleyball was getting 3/4 of my life. Suddenly I looked like a tomboy with dark skin and short hair. The pimples also kept on blooming like mushrooms. Later I even developed a big bum and thigh! No guys wanna take a second look at me. But NO REGRETS! I traveled to various places to watch games and also participated in various tournaments. I had the chance to meet new frens and gain lots of experience. The best thing was I could skip class for my training sessions. Wuahahahah... Oh, almost forgot tat I had to face SPM.


19-20 years old…
Finally got thru the most important exam of my life and I was in a dilemma in choosing which course to take. I settled with A-levels and boy I dug myself a pit coz it was damn stressful. I even gained weight, lost some hair and dressed like Ah Lian so no pictures here. Hehehe…

21 years old…
I tot my volleyball life would end after I entered college but luckily I met back some of my teammates and together we formed a team. It was the only excuse I could keep myself slim and fit. Then we got so close together tat we drank each other’s blood and swore to the sky tat we would forever be sisters. Kidding la…


Me during my 21st birthday party and my lovely bouquet of flowers from my "sisters".


22 years old…
I chose to study Biotech coz it was the most talk-about course in Malaysia. Uni life was quite interesting and then…

...end of story.

I went to a studio with my buddy to take "qing chun zhao" and it was so much fun.


23 years old…

I flew to Australia leaving my love ones behind. I studied there for my final year and I had the heck of a time. I met wonderful frens, learnt new culture and traveled around. It was the most memorable year for me. The downside was I gained a whole lot of weight – 8 kgs! Can you spot my moon face?



24 years old onwards…
Home sweet home. I had some reverse cultural shock a bit; had my ups and downs with family and love ones, took my certificate and went for job interviews. My first job was totally “errr” so I quit it. Then I landed in a newly established company.

I smiled when I flipped thru all my photos and laughed out loud when I read my old diaries. 20+ years down the road, I had gone thru 30% of my life (I assume I will live till 90 years old). I had to admit tat I’m a lucky gal coz in all these years I achieved (erm…partially) what I had hope for and I have never-ending love and support from all my family and frens.


Here comes the BIG question: Did I change from an ugly duckling into a swan or not? *wink*