Miracle. Love.

12/21/2005

Good Luck Exploracers :)

Didn't get selected for 2nd Explorace audition. Matt and I are both disappointed, but then who won't be. Bits of life. Oh well.

Good luck to the 16 teams. May the best win! :)

12/19/2005

Gazillion of Something

came a cross the word gazillion, wonder how many kosongs is there in gazillion so i googled and found the following.
Billion has 9 zeros
Trillion has 12 zeros
Quadrillion has 15 zeros
Quintillion has 18 zeros
Sextillion has 21 zeros
Septillion has 24 zeros
Octillion has 27 zeros
Nonillion has 30 zeros
Decillion has 33 zeros
Undecillion has 36 zeros
Duodecillion has 39 zeros
Tredecillion has 42 zeros
Quattuordecillion has 45 zeros
Quindecillion has 48 zeros
Sexdecillion has 51 zeros
Septendecillion has 54 zeros
Octodecillion has 57 zeros
Novemdecillion has 60 zeros
Vigintillion has 63 zeros
Googol has 100 zeros.
Centillion has 303 zeros (except in Britain, where it has 600 zeros)
Googolplex has a googol of zeros

Check out the site that explains -illions, interesting!

12/15/2005

Cubicle Bitch!

"melissa darling, are you free?"
"not really."
"can you help me with the proposal? we're kind of in a rush, need to submit on saturday, think we've to work late."
"but i don't know your work. what i'm doing is completely different from yours. i don't know how to do your work at all."
"very simple one. just form a few sentences."
"i can try but i'm not really free. i've a few events to liase, i'm sorry."
"but i see you're quite free..."
"i don't mind helping but i've to finish my stuff first."
"..." (went back to her cubicle)
"..." (remain in my cubicle)
"so ok lar, i'll email you the stuff."

don't mind helping if i could do it, but she talked with her back facing me, didn't give me a chance to express my will. forcing me to sweep her shit while she spend time flirting and kepo-ing around, think what, i'm obliged to help you, bitch? i'm not your damn assistant or maid, or your stupid partner. you flirt, you wander, you chat and you surf around all day (and you're telling us you're RUSHING for the proposal), already threw work to bernice (and disregarding her effort, claiming all the credits), think i should help you? boast bout your master degree? fruit-full trees bend low. you know nothing bout your work, you know nothing bout living life. tell the boss lar, in manja tone, i know you would. just like how you complaint to him on my absense at drinking sessions after work. so? like i give a damn. i have my life, i need no permission from you to live it my way! screw yourself, bitch! i don't deserve nonsense from you.

12/13/2005

Children of Heaven

Sign language level 1 finally came to an end. Finally? Well, finally. Again, the end of something is yet just the beginning of something else. Today we had dialogue test, the final test for level 1. A deaf girl and a deaf family were invited to the class to have conversation with us while Jesicca and Anne Laura watched us sign. The deaf parents have two little cute hearing boys, man, they're really adorable. In the beginning they tried to sit still and kept quiet, but children are children, soon they ran all over tirelessly.

While Sharon was signing with the deaf, I asked classmate Jenny (Sharon's mom) about Sharon's adoption. Sharon was abandoned on the third day of her birth, initially adopted by a Chinese family but was treated like a maid since adoption and was badly abused. It got so bad that Sharon's adopted uncle couldn't tolerate her initial adopted mother (his own sister)'s mistreatment of her, he made a police report and Sharon was brought to an orphanage. On the other note, Jenny's hubby has always wanted to adopt a child regardless of their ability to conceive. Jenny who gave birth to a daughter earlier, received a call from the orphanage one day and Sharon became part of the Chin family but remained her surname as Lim. Jenny said she prayed to God to be granted a son, otherwise a daughter who is extremely obedient. God answered her prayer, Jenny said. Sharon suffered scars on her face and hand, as well as arthritis as a result of her childhood abuse.

Suddenly I remember the time when I psychologically abused (and nearly physically abused) my lil' brother. Mom and dad were at work, TS being his naughty self got me so impatient and furious, I held a small chair and threw towards his hirection from upstairs. One of the legs of the metal chair was crooked. He was unhurt from the throw, but I slapped and yelled at him so hard. Dad came back soon after and was so upset with me, scolded me and later ignored me. I deserved it so terribly. That night I regretted my act so badly, I felt so guilty and ashame of myself, I thought of leaving home to save my parents trouble of bringing me up. I try to be obedient, I try to be a good girl, I try to give nobody problems. The guilt still haunts me.

And I remember the times when my elder brother and I hit each other everyday with punches (we took up Taekwon-Do back then, imagine the punches, although we both can laugh to the old times when we reminisce). I remember the times (and still) when my sister pinched, hit and kick me so hard. There was a time when I accidentally hit my brother's classmate and got called to see the discipline teacher. There was a time when I didn't realise my strenth I bruised Sze Hwei's hand. Guilts haunt me forever. I am terribly sorry and feel terrified by my strength put to wrong use accidentally or intentionally, consciously or sub-consciously.

Now I recall how mischievous some children can be, regardless of the type of family they come from - rich or poor, educated or illeterate family, of single or both parents.

Those choir kids.
Those brats everywhere.
Uncles and aunt's grandchildren.
The problematic families everywhere.
My less fortune friends.
My siblings and I.

Sometimes I am terribly surprised to learn that some parents love their children not at all. Sometimes I really don't understand how could adults abuse children. But reminiscing my wrong deeds in the past, I wonder if I am loving enough to be ever ready as a parent myself. Or if I would give up my child if he/she misbehave. Although I am aware of the karma, I do fear if I would accidentally abuse my child next time. I don't wanna be cruel - able but never want to - I hope I will forever be able to control my strength.

I was a problematic child, so hopeless to be tamed. (Oh I took a hammer and make a dent on babysitter's house floor last time. I scolded her neighbour when she gave rude and stupid remark on my misbehaviour.)
Am I still problematic?
Everybody does something wrong? I can't forgive and can't forget my wrong doings.

Always interested in children's psychology, education and growth, can I ever study the subject without losing my mind? I am so tempted to try yet I am so scared of the consequences/possibilities. (Just like I am so tempted to try to love and be loved yet am so scared of being abandoned)

Sigh. Thank you for your unconditional and forgiving love, mom, dad, babysitter, bros, sis, and friends. Gosh, love! Damn, out of topic?

I will try my utmost to be as loving as you are.
I will continue to try my best to love all living beings.
I urge everyone I know to abuse nobody, verbally, physically, psychologically.
Love and forgive everyone even if at one point you hate them so much.
I count my blessings everyday.
Hope you'll do the same 'cause if you can read this, you know we are children of heaven. (Although by now you'd probably be so shocked to learn my wrong deeds in the past, you'd be so afraid and ashame to befriend me...)
But no matter how you think of me now, may I remind you that we are blessed to be loved and be granted the ability to love. So count your blessings, love your parents, your siblings, your children, and all living things.

Oh, and do not abuse animals. Please.

12/12/2005

Weekend Diary

Saturday, 10 December 2005
Can't remember when was the last time FF and I met before Saturday. Had a shock when I saw the drastic change in his appearance - fats no more! TUNA (PUMA wannabe) T-shirt was so cute. Shopped at Lot10, bought the stupid gift for office Christmas present exchange, had breakfast at Secret Recipe, he relayed his life living and working in different countries all these years, still the humble fella I've known years ago, but less demanding for love and attention now. Good good.

We walked to KLCC, window shopped at Isetan and bags & luggage shops to search for tumblers. Went into Petronas Art Exhibition unplanned, had long ponder and discussion on the art pieces. Being able to appreciate and enjoy arts even as a beginner, is a joy. Think of Chee Lih and Hui Yin everytime when I go to art exhibitions. Good to have someone to spend time like that.
I receive Uganda national bank clarification email and
I officially announce the whole 20 mm diameter gold
coin are PURE GOLD (100% pure gold).On another email
from Valcambi sa the fine gold have been alloyed. 24
carat gold is so soft that it would gradually wear
away with everyday use.Gold used in jewellery is
usually alloyed (mixed) with other metals to
strengthen and harden it.Below are the full details of
the necklace and coin details from Valcambi sa.

Coin Description –
4 gm Gold coin, 999.9 Fine gold, 20 mm Diameter, 5000
Shilings, 10000 pcs worldwide mintage.

Others free from Valcambi sa after allowing them to
own copyright of another 9999 pcs
14 carat minted in 585 Swiss Gold pendant frame(58.5 %
Gold)
It consist of Gold, Rhodium, palladium, platinum, and
zinc

18 carat minted in 750 Swiss Gold-plated chain (75%
Gold)
It consist of Gold, platinum, and zinc

..Bank of Uganda logo and words. That means the coins
from legal tender of Uganda and release by Bank of
Uganda (Uganda Central Bank). Also known as Uganda
reserved gold. ..Other than Quality Assurance by
Uganda Bank, those gold that issued by central bank
are called Reserved Gold. That means if you sell back
to Uganda Bank they will follow their current market
price. If the market price lower than 5000 shiling
they will refund 5000 only but if their current market
price more than 5000 they will give more than 5000
shiling.

..Valcambi Sa minted World Cup 2006 Germany coin for
Deutschland Bank (Germany Bank). Valcambi Sa also have
the world's largest and most efficient integrated
precious metals plants in Switzerland.


Thanks for taking time to meet up with me, FF. May you be blessed with good health, safety and peace all the times. *pray*


Sunday, 11 December 2005
Went to FGS Dong Zen temple, Jenjarum with mom, sis following CSK choir. Visited dragon fruit, longan, mini green apple, watermelon, cocunut, bitter gourd farm. Bought so much longans, so juicy...

Saw more badly behaved kids, so many without table manners. Brian turned out to be such nice lad besides being talkative, reminds me of TS when he was younger. But the adorable caring and loving traits which TS still has for us warms our hearts. Thank you, Brian. Thank you, TS, I miss you.

Went swimming with mom and sis from 5.30 to 8, sis could do dolphin kick so gracefully! Later sis cracked a corny joke - if you do side-way drill using dolphin kick, you look like a fish (which was true coz she demonstrated it!). So you call it fish kick (cake). Hahahaha...

Mom's still afraid of the water, I still need to work much harder on my freestyle and stamina sooner.

Lovey and family left for Myanmar, I miss him already...


Monday, 12 December 2005
Danny wore a shirt and jeans into the office, looked hunky.

Some basic information and knowledge on investment.

The Star and UOB are hiring...

12/09/2005

Melbond of the Christmas Season

Very happy to be able to chat with Ms Chew and Mr Kim, together with WeeLee like friends. Didn't know they can be such funny people. And WeeLee's still over-humble as ever, tsk tsk. Oh, and Mr Kim's a romantic guy from the ideas he has in mind for his wife... :)

Oh 'tis how Melbond came alive.
Mel: ...Mr Kim.
Mr Kim: call me Kim
Mel: sounds like "bond. the name's bond. call me bond."
Ms Chew: Melbond?

Ha, misinterpretation? I believe it's pure creativity of Ms Chew's!

Anyway, can't get used to calling Ms Chew "Wai Seong" and Mr Kim "Kim". So since Ms Chew never requested, will keep calling her "Ms Chew", and Mr Kim "Kim" ..in front of him :p Sorry, it's bout the respect I have for you.

On another note, I'm sick fo seeing Christmas trees this year. Maybe because she's been talking bout hers at home, asking everyone why only our office don't have one, I'm sick of seeing Christmas trees now. Everywhere I go I see Christmas trees, stokings, stupid wrapped empty boxes, arggh. And whoever genius thought bout presents exchange setting stupid rules like minumum RM10, write your name and department name on a card and stick it on your present, eat my shorts! My bloody little shorts! (Dang, today surfed too much Simpsons. But then it's really really funny, ahhahaa)

Came across the word love and oil so much today! Feels like I've the scan and search function in my eyes now, each word with l-o-v-e and o-i-l in it, I keep subsituting with each other. Gosh, it's so funny! Thanks lovey for that funny note! Argh, I oil you :p I really do. *hug*

Seen three cars with number plate "111" on the road this morning, another one "6111" in evening, just strange. there were times when I keep seeing a particular type of dents on different cars around KL. Could be just my concentration on a particular pattern on the road.. too bored i guess. oh well.

Especially to Dush, Sara, Jing Wen, Sze Hwei, Michelle, Fuei Fong, and Matt, thanks for keeping in touch, keeping our friendships alive. Arh, Sara, shit's everywhere, can't avoid coz there's no isolated island in this world that we live. Just have to avoid stepping into shit, if you get what I mean. Fed up is one thing, live on (live and let live) is another. Ganbatte kudasai!

But to Dush, James, and Sara, I'm really no one extraordinary. I'm as normal a person as others on the street. Please do not think too highly of me. I must say that I'm flattered yet confused, at the same time I don't feel very comfy when you think I'm extraordinary. So if you could please, stop pumping hydrogen - let me come down or I'll burst...

Chatted with mom at dinner, she listened to me patiently complaining and whining. Thanks for that mom. I finally got what you mean, Dush, to let out stress and problems by talking to someone. I'm glad mom doesn't mind listening to me, even if I've repeated some complaints.

Notice I begin blogging again. Remember William Soh once commented that bloggers have no life because they've no where to better spend their time. Kinda makes me ponder. Nah, don't think so. I still have a life. When I'm not blogging I'm simply too tired and too lazy.

OK, Sara, the following's some details for the German course at Goethe Institute, Kuala Lumpur. The course I enquired is Intensive course with the following details:-

Fee: RM1800
Duration: 5 months
Classes on: Mondays and Thursdays, 5.45pm - 9pm (same for both days)
Commencement Date: Monday, 16th January 2005

Goethe also offers Extensive course, longer duration, classes on Saturdays, fees cheaper, proceed slower to next level. If you are interested, you may also consider taking full time German language studies, please dial 03-21422011 or email german@kualalumpur.goethe.org for enquiries. Pls be reminded that some local/foreigner staffs at the institute may sound and look stuckup. Don't be cheesed off, it's just the German's style.

p/s No proof-read, no spell check. Happy-Meal supporters please point out/bear with me :)

12/08/2005

Carb Load

Jing Wen came by today, we had lunch at Subway - just opened on Ground floor of UOA! WOohoO! Offer vouchures were distributed two days ago, this week's offer - free 6" sandwish with purchase of 6" sandwich - caused the mad queue. Seeing the madness/buying power of KL people, uh-huh, definitely. Suckers just wanna make money, they don't even bother to warm the sandwiches..

Lunch at 12.30 but still feeling full at 5.35. Think sandwich will be great source of carb for carb load. Tuna sandwich better still, protein for building muscles? Realise eating right is really important for physical activities. Was also reading on sodium rehydration.

Realise the stiff competition among the Explorace 3 contestants, called Matt, he thinks I'm over-worried? Hmm, man, really don't over-estimate ourselves. Gotta train properly, eat properly to stand better chance, or at least, be at par with most of 'em.

Ok ok, been thinking bout Explorace a lil' too much now...

12/06/2005

XploraceTiga

James smsed me, reminded me of the audition day, reminded me of the wait for audition results.

Joined xploracetiga.

Ee-Ven did a good job in reporting the audition :) Keep it up, man.

Jesicca finds it unbelievable that I joined Explorace.

Really, really, really hope that our team will be selected... *pray hard*

Pictorial Storytelling Test

Had the second last test for sign level 1 - storytelling based on a series of picture given.

3 deaf adults were invited to test our signing skills:-
- Kevin Mak: Jessica's brother, Maktab Guru fresh grad, to be assigned to teach in deaf school
- Janet Chow: Programmer
- Peter Tan: the first and only deaf person I've seen with Waardenburg Syndrome so far


Waardenburg Syndrome


Next week's dialogue test will mark the end of sign level 1...

12/05/2005

?To Be Proposed?

Justification
German Level A1
Mon, Thur: 5.45 - 9
5 months starting 16 Jan
RM1200

Assumption
1. working Sat abolished
2. hired as p/t swimg teacher

To be included later
1. sign lang level 2

M 9-4.45 -1.5
T 9-7.15 +1
W 9-7.15 +1
T 9-4.45 -1.5
F 9-7.15 +1
S(a2)
S(a2)

Winter Babies

Happy Birthday, Tse Seng! Do your best in life, all of us love you.

God bless you.

(pic) Our 3-in-1 celebration on the 24th of November, as usual. From left to right? Sagittarius sister (24 Nov), Scorpio me (21 Nov), Sagittarius 6-footer lil' brother (5 Dec).


The SSSS (Sagittarius, Scorpio, Sagittarius Siblings)


And Happy Birthday to Aunt Lucy. May you be blessed with good health and happiness.

Of Making Own Stand

You bitch about him, her, everyone
Everyday, bitching, bitching
Non-stop bitching
Not tired?

You tried to test me if I'm influenced
Tried to dig info from me
I ain't gonna gossip
Final

In a way I'm happy you're leaving
In a way I'm relieved you believed in me
In a way I'm doubtful that I'd stay for long
In a way I'm glad I am not swayed by the both of you

Commitments are mine to make
Decisions are mine to make
Influence me not, you're powerless
Sweet talk me not, I'll do what I feel right

12/04/2005

Explorace Season 3 Audition

5.00 Woke up
5.30 Depart to University Tower
5.55-6.40 Read newspaper while waiting for Matt (if we are selected, this must be resolved at once! Sigh. 10 minutes became 40 minutes, was very upset and angry...)
7.15 Finally arrived at Bukit Cahaya, Shah Alam. Stupid miscommunications, stupid road map, so many contestants thought the initial meeting point was at UiTM! And the road map led us to the wrong way, damn it!

Breakfast was served (egg sandwich, curry puff and another piece of kuih, plus free flow of isotonic drink and mineral water for breakfast? I don't think so! Luckily I ate at home - Milo, bread with kaya spread)

Sasha's the new face replacing Daphne as host this year. There are at least 2 cameras running around, and when the producers shoot, they favor close-up shots so much that it feels intimidating - just like the impressions some of the well-built contestants left me with.

The first task of collecting a black tag and a white tag from limau nipis and starfruit tree turned out to be a joke simply because the producers wanna "warm us up". What a prank! Tiring even before we really started. Anyway, thank TV3 for being humane to let us rest for 5-10 minutes before we really started the race.

Production for reality show wasn't easy for TV producers and contestants when it requires more than one take, or when it requires shots from different angles (when there isn't enough cameras). Partners are required to stay together throughout the whole race for teamwork (and shooting) purpose.

The real first task requires us to cycle. I thought, arh, cycling! I did train myself uphill and downhill yesterday! Shouldn't be a problem, hehehe. But soon enough it turned out to be worse than I had expected. Normal roads and downhill weren't problematic (but staying at par with partner while going downhill is), but when going uphill, gosh, that was killing. Long distance of steep uphill, most contestants weren't able to cycle so we had to get off and push the iron horse. There was a moment when we went uphill when I felt the lack of oxygen in my brain, exactly just like how I felt each time before I black out, that was very awful. On that particular moment, I re-thought why I wanted to participate in this race, I thought about giving up (and the time when I almost gave up kayaking in open sea in OBS last time), and I thought about how worried would mom and dad be if I collapse. Mom and dad. Thinking of them and I knew I had to continue the journey to the finish line without failing myself, without failing those who love me. Slowly I took deeper breath, pushed myself and the bike, trying to keep up and closer with my partner Matt.

At the checkpoint, we were to discard our bicycles and go on feet. Uphill and downhill again. It seemed and felt like there's no ending to the race as if it was the longest morning I've ever lived (which is really true thus far!). Next task was the old joke - searching for a black tag and a white tag on limau nipis and starfruit trees. Duhh!! But then on the other hand, I feel thankful for the producers' prank early in the morning - I see it as an exercise session for us to get a hang of how the race is. A KM or two downhill, we realised we have passed all the lime trees area, Matt decided that we should turn back. We flagged and ask for directions from two motorcyclists, we chose to believe their directions and ran back uphill. The tags are stapled on trees. But just imagine how tough it was to search for black and white tags, each sized approximately 5" x 1.75" on trees, and there are so many trees on the hill!

After getting the flags, we had to go on feet for a few KMs uphill and downhill before we finally jungle trekked. The view wasn't as wonderful as when trekking in forests in Perak, but it was very easy. Yes, jungle trekking's so much easier than jogging on tar roads even though it's all wet and muddy. And that was another few KMs of trekking across the reserved forest, until when reached the lake. Another task: Hold the rope and get to the other side. Water, I thought it'd be easier to swim across instead, but with full track suits and sneakers and life jackets! Swimming while having to hold on the the rope (in order to abide by the instructions to be qualify) was incredibly heavy, especially taxing for the legs, as it two heavy rocks were tied on to the feet! ARggh. Having to run and cycle for KMs (and yes, uphill and downhill again!) was even worse. Feeling cold, wet, dirty, exhausted (but surprisingly more charged), hungry, it was terrible. But then again, thankfully for the morning rain before the race started, the weather wasn't unbearably hot (or was it because we showered in the lake? Haha, I don't know!)

After returning our bicycles, we had to run to the paddy field to complete our next task - to search for a red tag and a yellow tag IN the mud! It stinked when we pass by in our bicycles just now, now we've to crawl in it and search for the tags? ARrgh, this reality show is the meanest joke I've made to myself. But then, no matter how much I hate it, we still have to get ourselves in. Stepping on slippery, wet, stinky, soft mud was bad (it felt like quick sand actually), having to bend low (Matt literally lied on his chest to search for the tags) and use hands to feel for tags was worse. The fact that the water's so muddy you can't see through it at all, and that there are so many spectactors (TV crew and park walkers) and cameras staring at the whole bunch of us... For me, I'm not a big fan of the camera, not a fan of diva (in fact I hate attention unless it comes from my family, lover and friends), do I need to say more?

It was very kind and generous of Elvin and Lesley's team to share the extra yellow tag that he found. Glad that Matt returned a red tag to them, so support was built then and there. I was actually surprised to find out the generocity of Elvin in the race audition. But then again, I also noticed (and heard of) some selfish behaviours in some other teams...

Seeing the FINISH word, Sasha standing in the mid was very encouraging. Upon arrival, we had to queue for our turn somemore - for short interviews and wave to the camera again, what else! Hehe. Anyway, thanks to Excel for the cooling and refreshing (and filling!) drinks. First time I gulped 2 cans of carbonated drinks at once, within 2 minutes!

While cleaning up ourselves (thank God for the tap!!!), we were all busy cleaning ourselves - James took off his clothes and showered there! I must say that washing under the tap without having to worry to wet my clothes is definitely enjoyable! So cooling and stress relieving! Ooh, ahh.. A leech was happily sucking my blood though, bloody fat already, luckily it didn't stuck on my finger when getting rid of it. Unlike the others, I didn't even bother washing my coffee-colored socks (it was white when I left the house, thanks to the mud therapy). And then David said he lost his socks in the mud, another girl said she lost her shoe soles probably in the lake, how the heck could that happen? Hahaaha, it was so funny I couldn't stop laughing!

The IQ test before lunch was like stabbing a keris on a dying man - suffering but you've to go through it. General knowledge questions (objectives and subjectives) and slogan. After that we were all excited about lunch (er, before we opened our lunch boxes) - chicken rice, soup, apple, and again free flow of Excel and mineral water. No other choice - on one hand was very worried if my stomach will strike before the race ends, on the other hand, if I don't eat I'll starve - no questions, no third thought, just whacked :p

We were given enough time to rest after lunch while all groups are being interviewed about goals, bla bla bla, and group profile video are being taken. Wet and cold.

Later we went to UiTM for swimming test. Was surprised that many contestants can't swim to save their lives! Anyway, after that there was a tea break, following by photography and video session again, before we called it a day.

The fact that Matt and I did not train together before the audition, I believe we did ok.

So, thoughts of the day:-
1. Thankful for being healthy
2. Thankful for the opportunity to the audition, hopefully we'd be selected among the 36 teams.
3. We can always push ourselves beyond limits, but nothing is beyond endurance. If we try really hard without having the slightest thought of giving up, we'd be surprised by the speed we sprint and the distance we proceed forward.

Overall, despite the tough competitions, in general most contestants are nice and friendly. There are times when I feel desperate and frustrated, but overall it was bearable. And the fun and satisfaction that comes while overcoming the obstacles made the attempt to participate worthwhile.