HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE OUT THERE!
Let's have a great year, no matter what those unreliable feng shui books may say about your chinese horoscope (mine, 'the horse' supposedly being the 'most unlucky' horoscope this year,bleh), let's believe in better things and let things run as they come naturally. It's better to concentrate living our lives as well as it is, rather than to concentrate on forcing it to be better. Cuz sometimes life surprises us with what it has to offer. 
P.S.: slightly groggy now, slept for 4 hrs last night and woke up early to go for the usual temple-hopping tradition on the first day of CNY.
P.S.: Feeling worried about Bub's sudden limp on her right front leg. But I don't think any vet clinic will be open on CNY. Gaaah. But she's still madly in love with bacon and chasing motorbikes. Hahaha. Hope it's nth much to be worried about...
P.S.S.: It is scary, indeed. Bus crashes. Why on earth does it happen so often in Malaysia? Poor innocent lives lost, mourned, unheard of, and then forgotten. Help to do something about it.
I've heard of the bus crash recently, but like many Malaysians, I feel sad for a while and then it eventually gets waved away by our daily routine and all. It's a good thing that people have come up with a petition to do something about it, although personally i don't know what it can actually bring out, but at the very least it'll raise awareness in us again of these scary bus crashes that snatched away the lives of many, that sadly, was mostly due to human errors. Or more specifically in this case, Malaysians.
P.S.S.S.: Read about this petition from Carmen's blog. Thought i might put some effort in it as a fellow Malaysian. And anyway, who knows i might be those who will need the services of public buses later to get home from studying? And thank God that throughout all the 4 years my 2nd sis took public buses during her pharmacy course to and fro KL-Penang, she was save in all her bus journeys.
P.S.S.S.S.: Darn carmen, i dun wanna be depressed on the first day of CNY! *runs off to watch another ep of Gentle Crackdown 2*
Currently feeling: groggy
So it's Mr Valentine's Day again. Been wondering what to post up here, so i went to browse my old archives to see what i was up to this day for the past two years.
Year 2006
Mr Valentine,you're such a pain,you know that??
Year 2007
Year 2008
Good news! This year i don't wanna bash Mr Valentine on his day and I don't have flu and sorethroat. So, Happy V-Day to me and everybody else!
Prince and Jolie
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Currently feeling: okay
Today is a special day.
Why? Cuz today i drove a car for the first time of my life. My first driving lessons. For two whole hours.
If you really know me, you'd probably know that i've never even had the skills to maneuver a bumper car properly. So it's only normal to expect how terrible my real driving will be.
So, at the beginning, it was actually fun, or at least that's what i kept on physco-ing myself so that i stay focus and steer correctly. At this time, i had no freaking idea how to properly control the clutch and brakes. The instructor was frustrated when i kept on releasing the clutch too fast and forgetting to brake. Reversing was pretty much hell-ish. I hate steering it to the max and changing gears. And to add to the crap, i think i knocked the poles about 3 times and the car engine went off for about a few times too. Sounds terrible, yes/no? The Malay instructor who kept on going "ah moi,oi,ah moi,brake!" and "Pang (release) clutch ban ban (slowly)!" worsened my sweaty palms.
But anyway and anyhow, i'm not gonna give up on this! it's only my first time and i think it's normal to be crappy (i hope). I just hope i don't suck after this. And thank god that driving is a skill that is once learnt, never forgotten.Only thing is, i hope it applies to me too. *gulps*
Currently feeling: stressed
I still remember the first time i saw him.
He was shy and always hidden, withdrawing its limbs at the slightest touch and smallest move. Everyone wondered how it stumbled upon our house and why. And till this day i had no idea.

Today, after i left some dog food out at the porch for Bub and Jo, i saw Loi Fook (my tortoise) lying on the floor, still as it is most of the time, but too still. Its limbs and head were not curled up in his little shelter of a shell as it usually would be. As i approached to pick it up, i figured out that something was definitely wrong. Peering at his face closer, something in me snapped. His eye...something was very wrong. I don't know why, but it appeared to be so gone. Literally...gone.Empty socket. I don't know if the other side was the same, i never had the courage to look anymore.
I could hear my own heart beating against my chest as i put him back on the floor. To confirm it, i scrunched a piece of tissue paper and used it to touch its hand. No response. Touch again, this time harder. Still no response. I knew he was gone.
Told my Dad who was lying on the sofa reading today's newspapers. He was surprised as well. He picked him up where he was lying, not far from the door and decided he was really dead. He rummaged through the cupboard and found a blue plastic bag. Wrapping him up with it, my father left to bury Loi Fook's remains in the field nearby, probably not far from Alex, my dead hamster who died years ago.
Loi Fook, or Toi, a name i had initially preffered, was a tortoise in a world of his own. He doesn't like to eat vege, like most average tortoises of his kind. No matter how we force-feed him, he refuses to open his mouth and struggles and even hisses at us. He's always been this way, stubborn with much so personality of his own. I remember what i love most about him, his eyes. Those perfect black beady eyes of his. And now they're gone.
I'd always remember how you first strolled into our house, how i first mustered my courage to hold you, and those times when we took you along to penang. Death is inevitable, but it always comes too soon. The years you've been with us were short, but nevertheless good. May you find peace wherever you are and you will always be remembered.
Currently feeling: sad
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