it's hard to believe it's monday again when I had a good time over the weekend.
why do happy times always have to end so soon?
(a) submitted my claim on Friday ... just thinking of money being credited later makes me happy.
(b) started sewing toys for friends' baby full moon on Friday night ... thought of it for a week but everything also last minute (just so me). The thought of little babies playing with the toy I made really cheer me up. (that's why I don't mind staying up all night just to complete a small little toy)
(c) have a great day (well, tiring day actually) with the kids, making empty promises like bringing them to the playground later if they sleep now.
(d) have a great time catching up with a bunch of buddies at a friend's baby full moon party, everyone seem to be doing well and enjoying their life now..
(d) getting excited that school holidays started .. I'm not a student neither a teacher but i like the idea of school holidays..
(e) ah dear was very kind to bring me to book fair (again) despite my home still in a mess. haha..one of the condition is that I clean up my mess at home before bringing back more mess.
(f) I stumbled upon a singapore series 'pillow talk' which i found can give some pointers to us in real life ... it depicts the life of lovers, couples before & after marriage and ups and downs of life at each stages till death do us apart.
(g) Found a good site for me & the kids to learn chinese here. Having a refresher course on Grimms fairy tales / Anderson fairy tales/ chinese mythology / Geek mythology / Arabian night stories & Aesop fables... they read the story while we see the book..nice.
(h) Glad that I had underwent full medical checkup last week after having 'thought' about it for a few months.. it's good to know I'm treating myself well. (saying this because I think I have a tendency of not treating myself good enough...hehe)
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sunday, May 13, 2012
亲爱的妈妈
Mother's Day never failed to bring me a bag full of mixed feelings.
it also never failed to bring me a bag full of memories with my mother (for that's all I have /left now).
I heard & found a song which can quite sum up what I want to say to you, mummy.
I wonder whether you receive it..
Happy mother's day to all mothers! =)
ps. till next post, see how the interviewers hinted me that i may have it all messed up, led me to believe so and had me asking my little kiddies whether what I'm doing is right or wrong?...
it also never failed to bring me a bag full of memories with my mother (for that's all I have /left now).
I heard & found a song which can quite sum up what I want to say to you, mummy.
I wonder whether you receive it..
Happy mother's day to all mothers! =)
ps. till next post, see how the interviewers hinted me that i may have it all messed up, led me to believe so and had me asking my little kiddies whether what I'm doing is right or wrong?...
Friday, May 11, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
on why i couldn't resist grocery shopping
so colourful, so many varieties, so 'never a dull moment',so many packaging design, so competitive ... that in the end we found there's a hole in our pocket ^^!
Sunday, May 06, 2012
radio radio
I remember during my schooling years, I came up with all kind of 'can-thin-of-excuses' for my parents to get me a radio / cassette player. Among the reason I gave is listening to music will help to improve memory & performance. Still I ended up having to save my own money to get my own radio.
and so I got my radio, my parents brought me to the electrical shop and I selected the one that was within my budget.
However, once the radio is on my study desk, i started listening more intently to the radio instead of studying.
I started picking up latest chinese songs, got very updated with the chinese music industry gossip, can memorise all the radio station frequencies, knew almost any DJ that was on night shift, can even memorise and recite the radio program at night from monday to sunday upside down.
the best part, I even started buying blank empty cassettes ever ready to record compilations of my favourite songs.
thinking back, I really missed those times when I can sit down in the middle of the night...listening to the radio while the night goes by (although i'm supposed to be studying).
I'm thankful to that loyal little radio of mine. My sister is still using it.
One thing I didn't regret doing was listening to the radio every night without fail ... for that was i think how I got to pick up my native language.
so once again, radio radio kam xia lu!
and so I got my radio, my parents brought me to the electrical shop and I selected the one that was within my budget.
However, once the radio is on my study desk, i started listening more intently to the radio instead of studying.
I started picking up latest chinese songs, got very updated with the chinese music industry gossip, can memorise all the radio station frequencies, knew almost any DJ that was on night shift, can even memorise and recite the radio program at night from monday to sunday upside down.
the best part, I even started buying blank empty cassettes ever ready to record compilations of my favourite songs.
thinking back, I really missed those times when I can sit down in the middle of the night...listening to the radio while the night goes by (although i'm supposed to be studying).
I'm thankful to that loyal little radio of mine. My sister is still using it.
One thing I didn't regret doing was listening to the radio every night without fail ... for that was i think how I got to pick up my native language.
so once again, radio radio kam xia lu!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
P & G for London 2012 Olympic Games
Video description :
This Procter & Gamble commercial honors everything that all moms do to help their children succeed by showcasing the amazing moms behind Olympic athletes at the London 2012 Olympic Games. The hardest job in the world is truly the best job in the world.Being a mom is the hardest job in the world. But it's also the best.
Friday, April 20, 2012
吃错药
吃错药
today,in a few hours time, a(nother) major project is starting ...
I'm not that ready and yet I'm not worry.
Given the previous me (that took the correct medication) =p
I would have been panicking.
Yesterday, while in the pre-project meeting,
I looked around at the people around me in the meeting room
- there were about 30+ individuals from various divisions,
I see a reflection of myself, people were totally exhausted from work.
At that spur moment, I just had the urge to get out and leave just like that ...
Well, I did leave the meeting room to take a breather at the ladies,
Too sad, I still have to go back inside.
吃错药
These days, I tend to not feel guilty over anything that was not done.
The 错药 is good.
It gives me the liberty. the freedom. the release from
what I think I should have done
what other think I should have done
there is only so much that can be done (by me).
I'm no superwoman ..
Now, I wonder they have any 错药 to bring out the rebellious me.
I'm in dire need of those.
today,in a few hours time, a(nother) major project is starting ...
I'm not that ready and yet I'm not worry.
Given the previous me (that took the correct medication) =p
I would have been panicking.
Yesterday, while in the pre-project meeting,
I looked around at the people around me in the meeting room
- there were about 30+ individuals from various divisions,
I see a reflection of myself, people were totally exhausted from work.
At that spur moment, I just had the urge to get out and leave just like that ...
Well, I did leave the meeting room to take a breather at the ladies,
Too sad, I still have to go back inside.
吃错药
These days, I tend to not feel guilty over anything that was not done.
The 错药 is good.
It gives me the liberty. the freedom. the release from
what I think I should have done
what other think I should have done
there is only so much that can be done (by me).
I'm no superwoman ..
Now, I wonder they have any 错药 to bring out the rebellious me.
I'm in dire need of those.
Friday, April 13, 2012
was I afraid?
For some of you close to me, you might remember that once upon a time I used to be crazy for money that I can spend all my waking hours trying to find ways to earn extra.
at some point of time in my mid twenties, I had started a business of nutrition breakfast with some partners.
Not known to anyone except the person I'm living with now (apart from my previous business partners), is that from that business, apart from the experience gained doing business, I had another experience which I had chosen not to remember but couldn't get it deleted from my 'recycle bin'.
Our breakfast shop last time used to be the half front part of a comic shop. Meaning we rent only a quarter of the shop space and we share the toilet which is way at the back of the comic shop.
Those days, I used to leave home around 5.30am - 6.00am and reach the shop before 6.30am. Our operating hour start 6.30am. We need to be there early to do setup. Since I am working full time on weekdays, I'm in charge of the breakfast shop for weekend.
I couldn't remember clearly already whether it was a saturday or sunday.
The day was already bright but I couldn't remember what time. The comic shop was not opened yet. They open at 10am daily.
There were a few customers and we were busy.
An Indian uncle customer came to ask me where the toilet is.
I led him to the door that connect to the comic shop and told him to walk straight and the toilet is at the end. He said he cannot see, very dark.
It was indeed dark at the comic shop so I had no choice but to go switch on the light. Unfortunately the light switch is not at where I'm standing. (Remember, our shop is just a made up of a partition of a quarter of the comic shop).
That's when the horror began, after I switched on 1 row of lights, this (later-i-found-out-drunk) uncle grabbed hold of me, attempted to hug and kiss. I remembered pushing him away only to be pulled harder. I know I should have shouted for help as loud as I could but somehow i don't remember being able to shout. I just remembered pushing him away with all my might, bend down and dash to the connecting door as fast as I could.
I was shaking but relieved when I saw the crowd. At least I know here I'll be safe.
My legs went jelly, I felt as thought all my energy has been drained from my body and I had difficulty breathing. I squatted down behind the counter. Seeing things are not right, Wai Peng came over. All I managed was just to grab her hand, hold it tight and told her that there's a crazy fella inside.
I think a few minutes passed, we heard the connecting door opened. I dare not even look and hid behind the counter. The crazy fella just walked off.
After calm down, I told Wai Peng & Joyce what happened and for our safety, we told our left right shop owners to help keep an eye for us. When the comic shop owner came, we told him and asked for one row of lights to be kept on instead of us having to go and switch it on.
When I think back, even if I shouted, people outside may not even hear with the radio playing, the blender blending and customer chit chatting.
I didn't know at that point of time, what can be done? other than preventing things from happening again to anyone. I didn't know whether we can report or who to report to? Heck, I couldn't even remember that bas**** face.
But one thing for sure ... after that incident, each time I go to the shop, I don't feel comfortable. It just doesn't feel right and I'm scared.
To cut a long story short,
I'm not sure ... it's strange that at that point of time, I can get so shaken & scared and yet I didn't dare to tell anyone (except wai peng & joyce - my biz partners). Not even my sisters / parents (well, I didn't want them to worry). I only told my other half so so so much later.
Now, it doesn't affect me at all already. It is part of my life experience. Something that has make me braver today (i hope). something i can close / put an end to. something that we can learn ... to prevent women from sexual harassment.
at some point of time in my mid twenties, I had started a business of nutrition breakfast with some partners.
Not known to anyone except the person I'm living with now (apart from my previous business partners), is that from that business, apart from the experience gained doing business, I had another experience which I had chosen not to remember but couldn't get it deleted from my 'recycle bin'.
Our breakfast shop last time used to be the half front part of a comic shop. Meaning we rent only a quarter of the shop space and we share the toilet which is way at the back of the comic shop.
Those days, I used to leave home around 5.30am - 6.00am and reach the shop before 6.30am. Our operating hour start 6.30am. We need to be there early to do setup. Since I am working full time on weekdays, I'm in charge of the breakfast shop for weekend.
I couldn't remember clearly already whether it was a saturday or sunday.
The day was already bright but I couldn't remember what time. The comic shop was not opened yet. They open at 10am daily.
There were a few customers and we were busy.
An Indian uncle customer came to ask me where the toilet is.
I led him to the door that connect to the comic shop and told him to walk straight and the toilet is at the end. He said he cannot see, very dark.
It was indeed dark at the comic shop so I had no choice but to go switch on the light. Unfortunately the light switch is not at where I'm standing. (Remember, our shop is just a made up of a partition of a quarter of the comic shop).
That's when the horror began, after I switched on 1 row of lights, this (later-i-found-out-drunk) uncle grabbed hold of me, attempted to hug and kiss. I remembered pushing him away only to be pulled harder. I know I should have shouted for help as loud as I could but somehow i don't remember being able to shout. I just remembered pushing him away with all my might, bend down and dash to the connecting door as fast as I could.
I was shaking but relieved when I saw the crowd. At least I know here I'll be safe.
My legs went jelly, I felt as thought all my energy has been drained from my body and I had difficulty breathing. I squatted down behind the counter. Seeing things are not right, Wai Peng came over. All I managed was just to grab her hand, hold it tight and told her that there's a crazy fella inside.
I think a few minutes passed, we heard the connecting door opened. I dare not even look and hid behind the counter. The crazy fella just walked off.
After calm down, I told Wai Peng & Joyce what happened and for our safety, we told our left right shop owners to help keep an eye for us. When the comic shop owner came, we told him and asked for one row of lights to be kept on instead of us having to go and switch it on.
When I think back, even if I shouted, people outside may not even hear with the radio playing, the blender blending and customer chit chatting.
I didn't know at that point of time, what can be done? other than preventing things from happening again to anyone. I didn't know whether we can report or who to report to? Heck, I couldn't even remember that bas**** face.
But one thing for sure ... after that incident, each time I go to the shop, I don't feel comfortable. It just doesn't feel right and I'm scared.
To cut a long story short,
I'm not sure ... it's strange that at that point of time, I can get so shaken & scared and yet I didn't dare to tell anyone (except wai peng & joyce - my biz partners). Not even my sisters / parents (well, I didn't want them to worry). I only told my other half so so so much later.
Now, it doesn't affect me at all already. It is part of my life experience. Something that has make me braver today (i hope). something i can close / put an end to. something that we can learn ... to prevent women from sexual harassment.
Friday, April 06, 2012
Apr 2012
from last month list, I only managed to achieve :
(a) save RM50 for sewing machine
(b) update resume & start looking
(c) kid vaccination
(d) soft biz launch - started acquisition & selling
(e) another mini pillow (completed just yesterday & ah bi is sleeping hugging it now)
the rest I can say 'sudah masuk longkang'
For April,
1. vaccination & checkup
2. do income tax
3. submit claim
4. (at least) 1 book 1 month
5. 30 chinese words/phrases
6. continue rm50 saving for sewing machine
7. sleep more, rest more, exercise more
8. arrange for free medical check up
9. housework - reduce backlog to less than 1 week.
10. review portfolio & re-strategize.
11. revive cooking kiddie meals.
Sunday, April 01, 2012
奶妈
I'm the little baby 奶妈.
My milk has been consumed (not sure voluntarily or involuntarily though) by my friend's baby while she was away for a week to Taiwan. She's a breastfeeding mother too.
I've never got the opportunity to donate blood but I'm glad I provided food for this little baby.
Haha...no big deal i know, no breastmilk still got formula milk what...=p
My milk has been consumed (not sure voluntarily or involuntarily though) by my friend's baby while she was away for a week to Taiwan. She's a breastfeeding mother too.
I've never got the opportunity to donate blood but I'm glad I provided food for this little baby.
Haha...no big deal i know, no breastmilk still got formula milk what...=p
Thursday, March 15, 2012
1 loaf bread, 2 person eat, count to 3 就 habis
Bought 1 loaf of bread after work
Open 1 can of tuna
he 2 piece, me 3 piece
then still got big appetite for dinner
For supper,
he 5 piece, me 4 piece
everything habis
1 loaf of bread habis within 6 hours
cannot even last for tomorrow's breakfast
夸张 不夸张 ?
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
收旧床单..old old bedsheet.. cadar cadar lama ..
If you have any old bedsheet, old pillowcase, old bolstercase which no longer being used or which you may want to discard... please please donate them to me. TQVM!
I'm take in all old bedsheets(any condition, any size, anything) for my recycle project. TQVM!
I'm take in all old bedsheets(any condition, any size, anything) for my recycle project. TQVM!
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Tuesday, March 13, 2012
stalled project
Went into my 'stalled little reading room' to retrieve something
and suddenly I was surge by the urge to clean & tidy the whole room NOW.
I envision myself nesting comfortably, sipping hot chocolate drink and reading a favourite book. (Yes, I'm aware I'm either dreaming or day-dreaming)
As it was intended to be at the moment : 我啊, 真的有心没力
and suddenly I was surge by the urge to clean & tidy the whole room NOW.
I envision myself nesting comfortably, sipping hot chocolate drink and reading a favourite book. (Yes, I'm aware I'm either dreaming or day-dreaming)
As it was intended to be at the moment : 我啊, 真的有心没力
Monday, March 12, 2012
something I picked up along the way
drawing ... something I've never liked
but somehow it's something that I HAD to pick up ...
Now it seem like a pre-requisite (at least enough for little ones to know what I'm drawing)
but somehow it's something that I HAD to pick up ...
Now it seem like a pre-requisite (at least enough for little ones to know what I'm drawing)
Sunday, March 11, 2012
特别的爱给特别的你
Last night, I was sleepy but I feel like giving some love ...
and so I took out my sewing box.
and so I cut out the cute picture from a pre-loved stained little pant.
and so I started filing it with love..
and here's the outcome
and I absolutely love it
and it will be breakfast suprise for little ones..
and so I took out my sewing box.
and so I cut out the cute picture from a pre-loved stained little pant.
and so I started filing it with love..
and here's the outcome
and I absolutely love it
and it will be breakfast suprise for little ones..
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Friday, March 09, 2012
Thursday, March 08, 2012
d-r-oooo-l-i-ng
Drooling is infectious.
Since ah bi know how to drool, mama has also learnt up the new skill.
I was asleep in the LRT yesterday on my way back from work.
I was so tired (read : sleep deprived) that I fell so deeply asleep as soon as the train leave the station I boarded.
At some point of time, I suddenly woke up feeling that my saliva has started drooling towards my office blouse.
In a haste, I attempted to swallow back my saliva to prevent it dripping on my blouse with a loud 'slurpssss'.
Haha... the lady sitting next to me, the lady and they guy standing in front of me was looking at me in disbelief.
And when I looked up, I find it very funny that the 2 person standing in front of me was trying very hard to pretend as though they are not looking.
The lady sitting next to me moved further away from me.
She must be shocked by my disgracefulness and unladylike'ness.
I should be embarassed but I found myself too tired to bother so much...I woke up but continue sleeping. And I got down at my destination.. heading home for my drooling teacher.
Since ah bi know how to drool, mama has also learnt up the new skill.
I was asleep in the LRT yesterday on my way back from work.
I was so tired (read : sleep deprived) that I fell so deeply asleep as soon as the train leave the station I boarded.
At some point of time, I suddenly woke up feeling that my saliva has started drooling towards my office blouse.
In a haste, I attempted to swallow back my saliva to prevent it dripping on my blouse with a loud 'slurpssss'.
Haha... the lady sitting next to me, the lady and they guy standing in front of me was looking at me in disbelief.
And when I looked up, I find it very funny that the 2 person standing in front of me was trying very hard to pretend as though they are not looking.
The lady sitting next to me moved further away from me.
She must be shocked by my disgracefulness and unladylike'ness.
I should be embarassed but I found myself too tired to bother so much...I woke up but continue sleeping. And I got down at my destination.. heading home for my drooling teacher.
Wednesday, March 07, 2012
you're doing OK, Mom
Sometimes motherhood pushes us to do something we never knew we could do...something beyond our imagination.
Although our children may not be capable yet of saying this, but I would like to choose to believe that they are telling us : You're doing OK, Mom.
This Johnson & Johnson commercial hit it right. Enjoy =)
it's time for me to head back to dreamland =)
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
upcoming project (1 of 3)
While saving to buy a basic sewing machine, I'll settle for hand sewing this one.
inspired by
If you're wondering what are these ... these are taggies handkerchief/blankie...the latest so called 'in' toys for baby development.
the more expensive version popularize by some famous baby toy brands :
Saturday, March 03, 2012
i can eat like a cow...no joke
After giving birth, I've got the appetite of a cow...
Even my confinement lady is amazed by the amount of food I can consume. She mentioned that I'm the 1st in her history of confinement.
Judging from my frame & size, it almost never occur to most people that I can have the appetite of a full grown man if not more.
Haha...even ah dear is amazed(shocked to be exact) by the amount of food I can consume when we met initially.
(Imagine a girl eating a very big plate of mixed economy rice with 3 types of dishes filled to the brim and finished till the plate shine in less than 20 minutes...)
Now, I think he needs and has got used to the idea of needing to allocate/provide a substantial amount of budget for my food supply =p muahahaha
Now I think I need to amend my 1st sentence ...
It should be before giving birth, I've already got the appetite of a cow.
After giving birth, I've got the appetite of a blue whale. (They can eat up to 4 tons a day)
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