this year, my birthday celebration was quite a tired and quiet day. woke up wee early in the morning to bring grams to the hospital and it was raining sheeps and giraffes. sheesh... almost didn't want to wake up as i only had 3 hours of sleep. all these added as a factor to grams' tantrum. she said she didn't want to trouble everyone so she don't want to go for the operation. when i heard that, i felt the sadness coming from her heart. as her grand daughter and living in her house, sometimes i feel really angry with my aunts and uncles who doesn't even call her just for a little conversation like "how is your leg now.." "do you need $$.." "have you eaten..." well, nothing. everyday, she looks so sad and it hurts me to see her like that.

just for the mid-autumn festival, family members are supposed to gather around to eat mooncakes, admire the moon and drink a good cup of tea. and as the eldest family member in our family, she actually went through the trouble of walking all over the neighbourhood to find a nice lantern for her youngest grandson when her leg hurts.(it always hurt cause she had an operation bout 20 years ago due to an accident and they put screws in both knees. now the screws are rubbing against her bones. she eats painkillers everyday although she is allergic to them and they never seem to have any effect on the pain.) but never did she expect that this year, none of them bought mooncakes for her. none of them came over. not even a call or anything. the mooncakes we had were either those me and my brother bought from hong kong and those my mom went to buy last minute. i don't understand. i really don't. what is it that keeps you so busy that you don't even have time for your mother who had went through years of suffering just to bring up all of you!!!

after we came home from the hospital, i laid on the bed. when i was about to sleep, she tapped my feet and wished me happy birthday. she even passed me a red packet. "just for tradition" she said in dialect. i don't have enough money to give you a big red packet. then she said, "luckily you and your mom moved in to stay with me, otherwise, i don't know how i will be...." i saw her tear drop. at that point, i felt like crying. like now. i am crying while im typing this post. it just saddens me so much... :'(

i told her. if you get well, i will sponsor you a holiday trip to taiwan. so you must promise me not to give up. when you can walk properly again, i will bring you wherever you want to go.....

baa~*sniff*

im getting lazier. i don't know what to blog about anymore. perhaps we shall talk bout my first birthday present i received this afternoon. a man knocked so hard on my front door that i could hear his knocks through my ear phones that blocks all external noises.

imagine~

when i opened the door, i saw a post man with a brown coloured package in his hand.

rip~rip~

then i saw a bright yellow wrapping paper..

rip~ rip~

a crimson red box.. a shoe box...

rip the scotch tape.. rip~ rip~

and i see....

A SHEEP!!!!

when i pulled it out of the plastic bag, its actually a snoring sheep. its eyes are closed. and when you press it's left feet, it comes out with a snoring sound and the sheep's upper body will actually move.. like its breathing.. awww... my heart melted instantly..

inside there is a card from my sweetheart. wishing me happy birthday and to have a great day... eeeee... so sweet... haha..

and lastly a thumbdrive.. inside is the 4 heroes episodes im missing... aww... he actually sent it all the way from England when he could just send it to my email. weird... but sweet enough..

i have decided to name it.. name it... creme. hehe. cause i have a chocolate, cheese, cocoa and caramel.

why do i feel moody again..? now i dont feel like smiling at all. im not tired physically. just mentally. and for this few posts, im feeling not the way i am. is anything wrong with me? my heart hurts terribly. perhaps some emotional hurt. my heart wrenches and it hurts badly. whenever i ask some questions like that. doctor said its muscle expanding and contracting. but anyway, night.

it has been days since i last blogged. feeling a bit confused by what he said. a bit tired with work. a bit excited bout my bangkok trip. a bit lonely cause im going alone. a bit worried bout my future. a bit of these here and there. im feeling a bit lost in the lalang. i keep hearing bout england almost everyday and yet i don't have an idea what is it like. im not very sure if i can move overseas. although i want to, i will have to scrimp and save. it will be a huge change. im not sure if i can accept this change, not sure if i can accept the changes that will happen to me in the future. im not even sure whether i have a future. for me and for us.

its tiring being a human.

baa~

i don't understand myself. i don't know how am i feeling now. is it jealousy? or anger? or just feeling stupid to ask a stupid question at a stupid time. i very well knew that i will be affected by the answer and i went ahead to satisfy my curiousity. and it killed the cat. i just feel like crying. for no particular reason. tell me.. someone. why. why am i so weak. why do i feel like crying. why do i spend my sleeping time talking on msn every night, and yet feel contented after every conversation. why am i only interested in fish and chips. why does my heart ache so badly. why am i so naive. why did i buy a diamond ring for myself. why do i feel so lonely. why do i keep smoking like nobody's business. why. why. why.

yesterday's flight wasn't a good one, neither was it a very bad one. i went to surabaya, then jakarta. so tired. but the result of doing such 4 sectors is.. my legs are a bit more toned.. lol. oh ya. back to the story of my flight.

i was working in the forward galley and we had just finished service. before starting to eat, i went to refresh the toilet. ok. then after stuffing my mouth with bee hoon, i heard the toilet door open. so i peeped from behind the curtain.

eh..? how come the passenger left wet foot prints on the floor?? when i looked into the lavatory, aaaaaahhhhh...... *almost faint* the whole toilet is flooded. with urine... and i turned back to see which passenger... a big obese young man.. indonesian.. omg. no choice. being a cabin crew is also being a toilet cleaner cum waitress cum life saver cum bag nagger in a uniform. so i cleaned it.. omg.. he really peed all over everywhere. over the cover, seat cover, the floor the side walls.. i think his belly is too big that he cannot see where he is aiming.. lol. or is it he has a habit of peeing all over the toilet like dogs cause they want to mark their territory... ahahahaha.. doggie..

lol. and for laughing at me, my csc, rachel had the same thing happen to her. muhaha. its retribution... for laughing at others. anyway, it wasn't so bad.. one indonesian passenger called me a sweetie.. !!

baa~

today my fortune cookie says.. " you will find a new love" is it soon...? i don't want to wait too long... oh Cupid~ when is the arrow coming~.. haha.. sounds a bit desperate.

anyway, i bought a pot of red roses from IKEA. i don't really like roses. but i can't find any other plant with nice flowers.. and that was the only outstanding pot left there.. so.. .... and i got myself a big green cushion and a toiletries bag..

actually im so tired that i don't know what to blog about. spent a few nights up till very late waiting to talk to dan. then waking up very early in the morning. i am so bloody tired~ and im super frustrated.. but trying to control not blowing up because of anything that irritates me. control. control.. conTROL. CONTROL. i don't think anyone in my company has seen me very angry before. i think.

-_-zZz

today is one of the unluckiest flight.. must be someone didn't take a bath before coming for flight... mmm... choiiii!!!

i had the worst passenger seated at 28DEF.. it was a family of 3. during boarding, i directed them to their seats and told them that there is no space behind for bags.. so, they have to stow their bags a few rows before their seat.. and so they did. when the papa lifted the bag up into the compartment, i just merely told them that if the bag is not a cabin sized bag and therefore they should have checked it in.. papa said -ya i know.. its her la.. (pointing to mama) and said.. its her.. she doesn't want.. mama turned around to tell me that inside has some fragile items.. i said-ok.. if next time you have something like this, can ask the ground staff to put a FRAGILE tag on your bag so that the cargo handlers will handle your bag gently..

next mama said she wanted to go to the toilet.. and pulled son out of the seat.. shouted NA (like HERE. TAKE THIS) to papa. he then sat down...

the flight was then peaceful... passengers were sleeping.. some snoring.. legs sticking out onto the aisle... some drooling.... until....

CABIN CREW, PREPARE CABIN FOR LANDING!

my colleague glen and i proceeded out into the cabin to secure the passengers.. when i saw a big black bag at 29F, i told papa that because of safety requirements, the bag would have to be stowed back into the overhead compartment. at first papa refused. so i said. what if there is a sudden turbulance and the bag flies up..? it might hit you or the other passengers and i cannot allow that to happen. and he gave in. so glen helped me with the bag.. so heavy.. and im so short.. big difficulty... sigh

then its mama's turn.. i saw a handbag on the empty seat beside her and told her nicely, would you like to stow your handbag on the floor, under the seat in front of you..? mama immediately took her bag and said HOW CAN I PUT MY BAG UNDER ON THE FLOOR.. THERE IS A BUDDHA BOOK INSIDE MY BAG! AND I HAVE A LOT OF $$.. I DON'T WANT TO PUT IT ON THE FLOOR. PLEASE RESPECT MY GOD. omg!! stunned~ so i said.. otherwise, you can strap it around your body like a sling bag.. she said ok. and i walked away

when i passed jaslyn a few rows down i told her that lady sitting at 28E has already been told to sling her bag around her. but i don't think she did sling her bag. jaslyn said ok!

after a few minutes, i walked back to the rear of the aircraft and i heard jaslyn telling mama that its up to her whether she wants to stow her bag. we are just doing our job by preparing you in case of any emergency, you would need to evacuate and your bag might be an obstruction.

then jaslyn walked to the rear galley and said softly.. if she don't want to stow her bag then call the police la..

after landing, after captain said CABIN CREW, DISARM DOORS, papa and mama said. I WANNA SEE YOUR FIRST OFFICER, HIS NAME IS CHENG RIGHT.. (ya right.. the announcement said CHEN not CHENG lol.) then papa took out an airsick bag and wrote down KRISTINE. lol write my name for what... it wasn me who asked you to go and call the police.

papa said. YOU WANT TO CALL THE POLICE RIGHT!! CALL LA.. NOW I HAVE TIME TO PLAY WITH YOU.!! BANGKOK HAS NO LAW BUT SINGAPORE GOES LAW BY LAW. I CAN GO TO COURT WITH YOU ALSO. IF YOU DON'T CALL THE POLICE, IM NOT LEAVING THIS AIRCRAFT. AND I WANT TO TALK TO YOUR FIRST OFFICER. THE SURNAME CHENG ONE.. -_-'''

mama said. I PAID A LOT OF MONEY FOR THIS FLIGHT OK.. THIS IS NOT BUDGET AIRLINE. I COULD HAVE TAKEN SINGAPORE AIRLINES, THAI AIRWAYS OR QANTAS AND I HAVE NEVER HEARD CREW TELLING ME THAT I MUST PUT MY BAG ON THE FLOOR.. I HAVE A LOT OF MONEY INSIDE MY BAG.. AND THE BUDDHA.. YOU MUST RESPECT MY GOD, YOU KNOW. -_-''''''''''

anyway, still have a long long story.. until outside the gate.. pass security screening already.. then husband and wife started shouting at us.. she even took out a wad of thai baht for us to see.. wa lao.. few thousand thai baht who don't have.. show me stirling pounds la.. blah blah blah.. but.. CAPTAIN ANASTASIA GAN TO THE RESCUE!!! she saved the night. yooohhoooooo~

baa~

hey! im feeling so tired. just came back from cairns yesterday, did an office standby today and going to Bangkok tom. what is this man.. cheap labour?? tooot..... poor me.. working so hard just for a little sum of money just enough for me to buy.. a home theatre system..? lol.. im just bull-shitting.

cant wait to move overseas and study. everyone is laughing at me being stupid enough to choose a subject like Psychology? ya right.. thats why i don't want to live here. only my sister-in-law believes in me.. see what i mean.. even my brother thinks i cannot make it. what a pathetic girl i am.

wouldn't it be fun.. to stay far far away somewhere where you will live the life that you have always wanted..? i always thought that although our parents (for me is PARENT.) brought us up, we can't listen to them all our lives. yes, we should respect them as our elders.. but not excessively.. in moderation.. Singapore's ads always highlight the icon EAT IN MODERATION. like some people who is always a mummy's boy or mummy's girl.. GET A LIFE, MAN.

and the only way to stay overseas is... to marry someone there. yea.. tho i don't quite like my family, i would want my child/children to know bout the chinese culture, my family tree and etc.

i am actually a bit mixed. my maternal grandfather is a true blue Peranakan and paternal grandfather a PRC (people republic of china), and i have relatives from malaysia, indonesia, australia, uk and china. sigh. a few strangers thought that i am an indonesian and tried to speak to me in tagalog... until i open my mouth to speak. LA, HEE, HOR, LEH, LOR etc. haha.. then the cat is out of the bag.

hey everyone out there.. facebook is fun.. i just threw a chicken at someone.. hehe...

someone has gone to london and is only coming back on thursday, maybe friday.. nobody to talk to me.. nobody to laugh with.. sigh..

mm.. if anyone has the chance to buy chips, from overseas, try the thai chilli sauce flavour chips from SMITHS.. omg... its really a mamamamama miiiiaaaa....

met cavan just now.. asked me out for dinner but when i got there, he has no appetite to eat.. then we ended up at MAC donalds, him drinking a regular cola, and me finishing a packet of large french fries. lol. and i didn't even know that 2 blocks away from my house, there is a pc shop. lol. and i finally bought my dear dear labtop a stand with 2 cooler fans.. super cool.. the stand actually emits blue light. maybe i should get running lights to put on the stand.. wow.. then turn on some groovy music and start dancing! yoooo hooooo..

its late. i should rest early. tom is another boring tiring day. wan an, oyasumi nasai, bueno noche, bon nuit (good night)

hey.. im going to cairns tonight. not as excited as before when i used to do them. as usual, spend spend and spend.

i need to buy lamb and beef for my brother.. im so bored... nothing to do. nothing to say.. nothing to think of. sigh.. bored. bored. bored. why isn't there anyone online..

i have yet to change aud. have yet to buy a cooler for my labtop. have yet to buy a labtop bag. have yet to do anything else but stick to the internet. lol

ok. i got to go and do some proper stuff. this is so so so boring. writing in a blog that no one will read except for me.. haha.

baaa~

this year, my birthday celebration was quite a tired and quiet day. woke up wee early in the morning to bring grams to the hospital and it was raining sheeps and giraffes. sheesh... almost didn't want to wake up as i only had 3 hours of sleep. all these added as a factor to grams' tantrum. she said she didn't want to trouble everyone so she don't want to go for the operation. when i heard that, i felt the sadness coming from her heart. as her grand daughter and living in her house, sometimes i feel really angry with my aunts and uncles who doesn't even call her just for a little conversation like "how is your leg now.." "do you need $$.." "have you eaten..." well, nothing. everyday, she looks so sad and it hurts me to see her like that.

just for the mid-autumn festival, family members are supposed to gather around to eat mooncakes, admire the moon and drink a good cup of tea. and as the eldest family member in our family, she actually went through the trouble of walking all over the neighbourhood to find a nice lantern for her youngest grandson when her leg hurts.(it always hurt cause she had an operation bout 20 years ago due to an accident and they put screws in both knees. now the screws are rubbing against her bones. she eats painkillers everyday although she is allergic to them and they never seem to have any effect on the pain.) but never did she expect that this year, none of them bought mooncakes for her. none of them came over. not even a call or anything. the mooncakes we had were either those me and my brother bought from hong kong and those my mom went to buy last minute. i don't understand. i really don't. what is it that keeps you so busy that you don't even have time for your mother who had went through years of suffering just to bring up all of you!!!

after we came home from the hospital, i laid on the bed. when i was about to sleep, she tapped my feet and wished me happy birthday. she even passed me a red packet. "just for tradition" she said in dialect. i don't have enough money to give you a big red packet. then she said, "luckily you and your mom moved in to stay with me, otherwise, i don't know how i will be...." i saw her tear drop. at that point, i felt like crying. like now. i am crying while im typing this post. it just saddens me so much... :'(

i told her. if you get well, i will sponsor you a holiday trip to taiwan. so you must promise me not to give up. when you can walk properly again, i will bring you wherever you want to go.....

baa~*sniff*

im getting lazier. i don't know what to blog about anymore. perhaps we shall talk bout my first birthday present i received this afternoon. a man knocked so hard on my front door that i could hear his knocks through my ear phones that blocks all external noises.

imagine~

when i opened the door, i saw a post man with a brown coloured package in his hand.

rip~rip~

then i saw a bright yellow wrapping paper..

rip~ rip~

a crimson red box.. a shoe box...

rip the scotch tape.. rip~ rip~

and i see....

A SHEEP!!!!

when i pulled it out of the plastic bag, its actually a snoring sheep. its eyes are closed. and when you press it's left feet, it comes out with a snoring sound and the sheep's upper body will actually move.. like its breathing.. awww... my heart melted instantly..

inside there is a card from my sweetheart. wishing me happy birthday and to have a great day... eeeee... so sweet... haha..

and lastly a thumbdrive.. inside is the 4 heroes episodes im missing... aww... he actually sent it all the way from England when he could just send it to my email. weird... but sweet enough..

i have decided to name it.. name it... creme. hehe. cause i have a chocolate, cheese, cocoa and caramel.

why do i feel moody again..? now i dont feel like smiling at all. im not tired physically. just mentally. and for this few posts, im feeling not the way i am. is anything wrong with me? my heart hurts terribly. perhaps some emotional hurt. my heart wrenches and it hurts badly. whenever i ask some questions like that. doctor said its muscle expanding and contracting. but anyway, night.

it has been days since i last blogged. feeling a bit confused by what he said. a bit tired with work. a bit excited bout my bangkok trip. a bit lonely cause im going alone. a bit worried bout my future. a bit of these here and there. im feeling a bit lost in the lalang. i keep hearing bout england almost everyday and yet i don't have an idea what is it like. im not very sure if i can move overseas. although i want to, i will have to scrimp and save. it will be a huge change. im not sure if i can accept this change, not sure if i can accept the changes that will happen to me in the future. im not even sure whether i have a future. for me and for us.

its tiring being a human.

baa~

i don't understand myself. i don't know how am i feeling now. is it jealousy? or anger? or just feeling stupid to ask a stupid question at a stupid time. i very well knew that i will be affected by the answer and i went ahead to satisfy my curiousity. and it killed the cat. i just feel like crying. for no particular reason. tell me.. someone. why. why am i so weak. why do i feel like crying. why do i spend my sleeping time talking on msn every night, and yet feel contented after every conversation. why am i only interested in fish and chips. why does my heart ache so badly. why am i so naive. why did i buy a diamond ring for myself. why do i feel so lonely. why do i keep smoking like nobody's business. why. why. why.

yesterday's flight wasn't a good one, neither was it a very bad one. i went to surabaya, then jakarta. so tired. but the result of doing such 4 sectors is.. my legs are a bit more toned.. lol. oh ya. back to the story of my flight.

i was working in the forward galley and we had just finished service. before starting to eat, i went to refresh the toilet. ok. then after stuffing my mouth with bee hoon, i heard the toilet door open. so i peeped from behind the curtain.

eh..? how come the passenger left wet foot prints on the floor?? when i looked into the lavatory, aaaaaahhhhh...... *almost faint* the whole toilet is flooded. with urine... and i turned back to see which passenger... a big obese young man.. indonesian.. omg. no choice. being a cabin crew is also being a toilet cleaner cum waitress cum life saver cum bag nagger in a uniform. so i cleaned it.. omg.. he really peed all over everywhere. over the cover, seat cover, the floor the side walls.. i think his belly is too big that he cannot see where he is aiming.. lol. or is it he has a habit of peeing all over the toilet like dogs cause they want to mark their territory... ahahahaha.. doggie..

lol. and for laughing at me, my csc, rachel had the same thing happen to her. muhaha. its retribution... for laughing at others. anyway, it wasn't so bad.. one indonesian passenger called me a sweetie.. !!

baa~

today my fortune cookie says.. " you will find a new love" is it soon...? i don't want to wait too long... oh Cupid~ when is the arrow coming~.. haha.. sounds a bit desperate.

anyway, i bought a pot of red roses from IKEA. i don't really like roses. but i can't find any other plant with nice flowers.. and that was the only outstanding pot left there.. so.. .... and i got myself a big green cushion and a toiletries bag..

actually im so tired that i don't know what to blog about. spent a few nights up till very late waiting to talk to dan. then waking up very early in the morning. i am so bloody tired~ and im super frustrated.. but trying to control not blowing up because of anything that irritates me. control. control.. conTROL. CONTROL. i don't think anyone in my company has seen me very angry before. i think.

-_-zZz

today is one of the unluckiest flight.. must be someone didn't take a bath before coming for flight... mmm... choiiii!!!

i had the worst passenger seated at 28DEF.. it was a family of 3. during boarding, i directed them to their seats and told them that there is no space behind for bags.. so, they have to stow their bags a few rows before their seat.. and so they did. when the papa lifted the bag up into the compartment, i just merely told them that if the bag is not a cabin sized bag and therefore they should have checked it in.. papa said -ya i know.. its her la.. (pointing to mama) and said.. its her.. she doesn't want.. mama turned around to tell me that inside has some fragile items.. i said-ok.. if next time you have something like this, can ask the ground staff to put a FRAGILE tag on your bag so that the cargo handlers will handle your bag gently..

next mama said she wanted to go to the toilet.. and pulled son out of the seat.. shouted NA (like HERE. TAKE THIS) to papa. he then sat down...

the flight was then peaceful... passengers were sleeping.. some snoring.. legs sticking out onto the aisle... some drooling.... until....

CABIN CREW, PREPARE CABIN FOR LANDING!

my colleague glen and i proceeded out into the cabin to secure the passengers.. when i saw a big black bag at 29F, i told papa that because of safety requirements, the bag would have to be stowed back into the overhead compartment. at first papa refused. so i said. what if there is a sudden turbulance and the bag flies up..? it might hit you or the other passengers and i cannot allow that to happen. and he gave in. so glen helped me with the bag.. so heavy.. and im so short.. big difficulty... sigh

then its mama's turn.. i saw a handbag on the empty seat beside her and told her nicely, would you like to stow your handbag on the floor, under the seat in front of you..? mama immediately took her bag and said HOW CAN I PUT MY BAG UNDER ON THE FLOOR.. THERE IS A BUDDHA BOOK INSIDE MY BAG! AND I HAVE A LOT OF $$.. I DON'T WANT TO PUT IT ON THE FLOOR. PLEASE RESPECT MY GOD. omg!! stunned~ so i said.. otherwise, you can strap it around your body like a sling bag.. she said ok. and i walked away

when i passed jaslyn a few rows down i told her that lady sitting at 28E has already been told to sling her bag around her. but i don't think she did sling her bag. jaslyn said ok!

after a few minutes, i walked back to the rear of the aircraft and i heard jaslyn telling mama that its up to her whether she wants to stow her bag. we are just doing our job by preparing you in case of any emergency, you would need to evacuate and your bag might be an obstruction.

then jaslyn walked to the rear galley and said softly.. if she don't want to stow her bag then call the police la..

after landing, after captain said CABIN CREW, DISARM DOORS, papa and mama said. I WANNA SEE YOUR FIRST OFFICER, HIS NAME IS CHENG RIGHT.. (ya right.. the announcement said CHEN not CHENG lol.) then papa took out an airsick bag and wrote down KRISTINE. lol write my name for what... it wasn me who asked you to go and call the police.

papa said. YOU WANT TO CALL THE POLICE RIGHT!! CALL LA.. NOW I HAVE TIME TO PLAY WITH YOU.!! BANGKOK HAS NO LAW BUT SINGAPORE GOES LAW BY LAW. I CAN GO TO COURT WITH YOU ALSO. IF YOU DON'T CALL THE POLICE, IM NOT LEAVING THIS AIRCRAFT. AND I WANT TO TALK TO YOUR FIRST OFFICER. THE SURNAME CHENG ONE.. -_-'''

mama said. I PAID A LOT OF MONEY FOR THIS FLIGHT OK.. THIS IS NOT BUDGET AIRLINE. I COULD HAVE TAKEN SINGAPORE AIRLINES, THAI AIRWAYS OR QANTAS AND I HAVE NEVER HEARD CREW TELLING ME THAT I MUST PUT MY BAG ON THE FLOOR.. I HAVE A LOT OF MONEY INSIDE MY BAG.. AND THE BUDDHA.. YOU MUST RESPECT MY GOD, YOU KNOW. -_-''''''''''

anyway, still have a long long story.. until outside the gate.. pass security screening already.. then husband and wife started shouting at us.. she even took out a wad of thai baht for us to see.. wa lao.. few thousand thai baht who don't have.. show me stirling pounds la.. blah blah blah.. but.. CAPTAIN ANASTASIA GAN TO THE RESCUE!!! she saved the night. yooohhoooooo~

baa~

hey! im feeling so tired. just came back from cairns yesterday, did an office standby today and going to Bangkok tom. what is this man.. cheap labour?? tooot..... poor me.. working so hard just for a little sum of money just enough for me to buy.. a home theatre system..? lol.. im just bull-shitting.

cant wait to move overseas and study. everyone is laughing at me being stupid enough to choose a subject like Psychology? ya right.. thats why i don't want to live here. only my sister-in-law believes in me.. see what i mean.. even my brother thinks i cannot make it. what a pathetic girl i am.

wouldn't it be fun.. to stay far far away somewhere where you will live the life that you have always wanted..? i always thought that although our parents (for me is PARENT.) brought us up, we can't listen to them all our lives. yes, we should respect them as our elders.. but not excessively.. in moderation.. Singapore's ads always highlight the icon EAT IN MODERATION. like some people who is always a mummy's boy or mummy's girl.. GET A LIFE, MAN.

and the only way to stay overseas is... to marry someone there. yea.. tho i don't quite like my family, i would want my child/children to know bout the chinese culture, my family tree and etc.

i am actually a bit mixed. my maternal grandfather is a true blue Peranakan and paternal grandfather a PRC (people republic of china), and i have relatives from malaysia, indonesia, australia, uk and china. sigh. a few strangers thought that i am an indonesian and tried to speak to me in tagalog... until i open my mouth to speak. LA, HEE, HOR, LEH, LOR etc. haha.. then the cat is out of the bag.

hey everyone out there.. facebook is fun.. i just threw a chicken at someone.. hehe...

someone has gone to london and is only coming back on thursday, maybe friday.. nobody to talk to me.. nobody to laugh with.. sigh..

mm.. if anyone has the chance to buy chips, from overseas, try the thai chilli sauce flavour chips from SMITHS.. omg... its really a mamamamama miiiiaaaa....

met cavan just now.. asked me out for dinner but when i got there, he has no appetite to eat.. then we ended up at MAC donalds, him drinking a regular cola, and me finishing a packet of large french fries. lol. and i didn't even know that 2 blocks away from my house, there is a pc shop. lol. and i finally bought my dear dear labtop a stand with 2 cooler fans.. super cool.. the stand actually emits blue light. maybe i should get running lights to put on the stand.. wow.. then turn on some groovy music and start dancing! yoooo hooooo..

its late. i should rest early. tom is another boring tiring day. wan an, oyasumi nasai, bueno noche, bon nuit (good night)

hey.. im going to cairns tonight. not as excited as before when i used to do them. as usual, spend spend and spend.

i need to buy lamb and beef for my brother.. im so bored... nothing to do. nothing to say.. nothing to think of. sigh.. bored. bored. bored. why isn't there anyone online..

i have yet to change aud. have yet to buy a cooler for my labtop. have yet to buy a labtop bag. have yet to do anything else but stick to the internet. lol

ok. i got to go and do some proper stuff. this is so so so boring. writing in a blog that no one will read except for me.. haha.

baaa~