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People say I'm eccentric. Maybe I am, to a certain extent. I do crazy things at times. Friends and teachers in school think I'm a mature person normally; mom laughed so hard that she cried when she heard that.
I am not a music fanatic, a clubbing freak, or a study nerd that I was once made out to be. I have great respect for the female species. I was brought up in a conservative manner where girls are seen as beings to be treated with utmost care and respect. Understanding them, however, is nearly impossible. Integrity and trustworthiness are what I pride myself with. I always believe that one should always keep one's words or promises. The power and sanctity of spoken words should never be underestimated; friends of mine can attest to that.
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Thursday, January 12, 2006
How very clever of the Government! RM10 (approximately US$2.67) for new MyKad registrations!  You probably don't have a clue to what I'm saying, so here's the synopsis: The Malaysian Government created a new chip-based national identification card three years ago. It is offering a waiver for those who apply for the new card by Dec 31st 2005. Malaysians, as usual, waited until the very last week before starting to do a mad rush to apply for the cards. The result? Look at the picture on the left. That is at 3 am, 5 hours before the registration offices are even open. The office, by the way, is not visible in the picture because it's somewhere on the horizon. That's how long the line was. The Government has made it clear that applicants will be charged a fee from Jan 1st 2006 onwards. And what was the fee? RM10 (US$2.67). I couldn't help chuckling away when I read that. These folks waited nearly 12 hours on that day to get a waiting number; some waited even longer. All that for RM10. It serves them right. They had THREE YEARS to apply for a card for free, and they just had to wait till the last week of December to apply. Took a day off, sacrificed sleep and the opportunity to do other things, for the glory of saving RM10. Serves them right. Read this commentary by a joker who even had the audacity to ultimately put the blame on the Government. Don't you get it? The fee for the card was not revealed earlier to teach you people a lesson. A lesson you probably will never learn. If it was revealed that it's RM10, do you think they'd go through all the trouble? No they won't. They'll just put it off again until the time when the Government sets an expiry date for applying for the new card. Last minute again. This RM10 should stay for the time being, as a reminder. Maybe a month or two later, increase the fee five-fold or something. That'll prevent the new ones from doing things at the last minute again. Simply brilliant.
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Thursday, January 05, 2006
...I will post some more of those pictures I took during New Year. Note that you won't find any pictures of me in mousse, since my camera was already tucked away safely in my backpack.
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Wednesday, January 04, 2006
I guess that a Happy New Year greeting would seem a little out-of-date now. I must be one of the slowest people to post in this new year. But it's okay, at least I do post. So we went to the countdown for the new year in The Curve. Pretty much a party atmosphere there; unless you hate being jostled and pushed and risked being trampled on. Oh and having a little baby scream his head off 2 inches away from your ears. How cute. I stayed there till about 3 am, went to bed at 4 am, and got a headache for the rest of the new year's day as a reward. Great start to the new year, I'd say.
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Wednesday, December 28, 2005
A short break, unfortunately
Hey everyone. Will be gone for some time since I have some other things to settle first, so I will not be posting for some days, hopefully less than a week. But do check back often! *smile*
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Sunday, December 25, 2005
 Just wanted to share this story I came across on this joyous day: On September 21, 1897, the New York Sun published a letter written by Virginia O'Hanlon and its reply by the then editorial writer Francis Pharcellus Church. Initially this letter was just an ordinary letter buried with other letters to the editor, but in time it became one of history's most reprinted editorial. Dear Editor,I am 8 years old. Some of my friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, "If you see it in the Sun, it's so." Please tell me the truth. Is there a Santa Claus?Virginia O'Hanlon115, West Ninety-Fifth Street.
Dear Virginia,
Your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except what they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! How dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished. Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world. You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world that not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else more real and abiding. No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood. - The Star, December 25th, 2005 Sourced from newseum.org It put a smile on my face. Such a sweet story, no?
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First of all, Lara, i'm so so terribly sorry. It was all Blogdrive's fault. I had nothing to do with it. =(
So anyway, the car you see on the right is the (brand) new Proton Chancellor. This car is available to the general public since over two weeks ago, but it was already being used as an official automobile to ferry delegates during the 11th ASEAN Summit in KL. If you drove into KL during that period (God help you if you did; the traffic was terrible), you might've seen the car.
What's new (or different, depending on whose side you're on) about the Chancellor? This car is essentially a stretched Proton Waja; that is, it is built on the Proton Waja chassis, but fitted with a Mitsubishi Eterna 2.0L engine. If you're familiar with the Perdana car, the Perdana Executive is also a stretched version of the original. But the Chancellor car includes new additions like leather seat and DVD player at the back. Proton says that the target market for this car is corporate executives, government heads and business leaders.
Personally I find this car quite okay overall. The interior is comfy, the leather seats are nice (great for people who have trouble sitting on their asses). This car is about the same length as an S320 sedan. My only complain is that why did they have to re-use the Waja chassis? They could've gotten a new bodywork altogether. Not that I have anything against Wajas (after all, I own one), and I think Waja has the nicest bodywork of all Proton cars, aside from the Perdana. But aww...they could have remodeled the chassis. I haven't taken any pictures; maybe next time when I revisit the showroom.
This car retails for RM138 000 OTR (approximately US$36 500 at the time of this writing). That's about twice the price of an average Proton, so I doubt many users, especially those who can afford a car in that price range, will buy it. Proton says they expect to sell about 1000 units of the Chancellor in a year's time. Considering the history of our national carmaker's quality control, it might take more than aggressive marketing to convince the average user.
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Monday, December 19, 2005
And to you all who chia me:
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Thursday, December 15, 2005
Why the British and Malaysians find it hard to communicate
 Actually that sounded a little more racist than intended. My bro is back. And him being 4 years abroad certainly didn't register well in terms of speech with my mother. My sister and I are IELTS and TOEFL scorers respectively, so we didn't have any trouble communicating with him. It's so funny to see mom trying to understand 10% of what my bro says most of the time. She keeps complaining about how "your brother talks through his nose". It isn't that bad, really. Mom just needs to get very used to it. I even asked her how could she not understand him when she watches western movies alot. "I only read the Malay subtitles. I don't listen." .................................. He says "unchained melodies", she hears "ah cheng buay roti." He says "eddie murphy", she hears "animal flea". He says "ricky martin", she hears "licking a bin". It's been two weeks already, and hearing them talk is like hearing a Briton trying to buy char kuay teow. No one would have ever guessed that we are family. =/
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Long time no see. I did manage to come back in one piece, though.
Surgery was fine, it went well. They did a reconstructive surgery, which actually sounds a lot more scarier than it is. And no, they weren't "rebuilding my breasts" *glares at someone*. Maybe except for the fact that they tend to overdose you with anaesthetic and syringes bigger than your arm. But anyway, If you count the actual days that they perform the surgery, it's only 3 days. Most of the time I am either in the room watching some Singaporean soap opera or reading John Grisham's works. The nurses were a pretty lot, so boredom was something new to me there. *smile*
I still remember the first surgery I had, more than 13 years ago. At that time I rarely been out of the house, let alone a scary place like the hospital. Mom and Dad had to literally drag me into the operating theatre, and apparently I struggled so much that one of the surgeons had a scratch mark on his cheek. They forced me on the bed (okay, that didn't turn out right), and next thing I know I was back in my room, body aching all over and can't even find enough strength to open the door and yell for help. Now at least I've had pretty nurses to chat with.
Well, I need to get started on my next article. Oh, I'm a freelance writer now. *wink* Pays good, you know.
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Thursday, December 01, 2005
Just yesterday I received another mail from someone who just broke up with the 'love of his life'. Apparently he is having trouble getting over the break-up, and he thinks that the girl is equally egregrious for pretending as if nothing happened. Well I get quite alot of stories like this one, so I thought maybe I could write about failing in love. Notice that this is not about falling in love, it's about failing in love. Love is a wonderful feeling; be it between cat and master, or mother and son, or couples, or among friends. But when the inevitable break-up occurs, it hurts more than all of the above not happening. In a break-up, a guy tends to think that just because the girl keeps herself active and responds to communications, she is not as hurt as him. On the other hand, a girl often closes all doors to her heart, thinking that doing so will help her overcome her trauma. My advice to them is: Move on! That is what you have to do in a break-up; get up, brush your feet and move on. It's hard to move on, but it's not impossible. There are several things you can and should do in order to assist yourself in getting on with life. The first and most difficult part is to blow up all thoughts about the pain, the cries and the fear of missing your love. It's okay to think about it, but don't bind your soul to those thoughts. Don't resort to drowning in alcohol or smoking heavily. Despite what you hear, neither of those will help you overcome grief. It's plain silly to think that they do. They only cloud your judgments and your ability to think clearly. Talk to friends, family or someone who is willing to listen. Talk to them about things that you feel good about; your new dress, your best buddy, getting A in school, etc. There will be things that you feel good about; if you say you don't have any, you are again closing your mind. And a closed mind is the worst way to overcome grief. Dress up neat. Indulge in a new fashion. You need to feel good about yourself. You still need to glow, and looking brave and pretty will increase your self-confidence about yourself. In the end, you don't want people to look upon you as a junk; defeated by just a single obstacle in life. Smile at people and make them feel good. Don't think that doing this means hiding your problems and that it is wrong. On the other hand, don't go around acting as if nothing happened or that you are very happy with the break-up. I know of someone who went around telling that the break-up was the happiest thing that happened to her. It's stupid. Pretence only serve to remind you that you are not what you really are. You want to appear strong, not a hypocrite. Don't go around looking for sympathy, either. It doesn't help anyone. Talk to someone if you need to, but don't fish for sympathy votes. "I'm such a loser", "What is wrong with me?", "I thought I was a good person, but apparently not" are all useless talks. Don't throw to others for any mistakes they have not done. Don't alienate your friends, or act moody towards them after a break-up. They haven't done anything wrong to you. Similarly, when in love, don't ignore your friends thinking that your love is all you need. They are going to be the ones who will be there for you when "all that you need" is no longer there. Lastly, remember that they are people who still thinks you're important. People who still look up to you. Don't be selfish and think that no one cares about you anymore. Failing in love didn't make you any worse, it only made you stronger. Think about that.
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