Last Day!

Sipping on coffee, listening to Our Lady Peace's "Life" and trying to run d final hurdle!

Can't wait for this stoopid paper 2 finish!! Arghh!!

Can't wait to just dump all my law books in a box, seal it shut and start on my Jane Austens!

Can't wait to sleep and sleep and sleep until I just can't do so anymore!

And I can't wait for the celebration tomorrow in Genting!!

WooHoo!!!

Wait for me, rollercoasters!!

I Wanna Watch!!!!!!!!!

ARGHH!!!!!!!!

I SO WANNA WATCH THIS MOVIE!!!!

WHY IS IT NOT SHOWING IN MALAYSIA????!!!

PORKE?! NAZE DA YO!!!!!!!!!!

DUN CARE DUN CARE DUN CARE..........!!

p.s. Beware! If you Watch the trailer of Twilight, you'll bound to suffer from OCD (obsessive-compulsive disorder)

Note: If you can't resist it, then read the book. Same title by Stephenie Meyer.

Sakit Gigi

A few days ago I saw a small cavity starting to creep up on one of my molars.

Aiyoh!!! I hate going to the dentist. I always have this thing about them, not some fetish/fatal attraction on them but more like some B-grade horror movies where they'll have this crazy face and a bloody drill in their hand....

*Shudder*

It took me all the courage in the world to get there. Stoopid UKM clinic told me to make appointment and come back in December when they're free. I'd rather pay than wait for another day when my tooth might just fall off and I'll end up in dentures (NOOOO!!!)

Went to a clinic near my aunty's house.

Doc: Yea, that's a cavity. Wait... Got summore. One here...another here... This wan oso must go coz it'll stain ur tooth. Not good to use amalgam (d silver-silver filling).

Me: Aiyo...aiyo...aiyo...

Doc: Wait!! Your wisdom tooth!

Me: Yea, I know... Up there mah...

Doc: That one must come out. I insisit. BUT THEN I'm not forcing you lar... just advising... BUT I INSIST... It's decaying very BADLY...

Me: What??!!! AIYOH!! Ok, my next question is how much does it cost....

Doc: 1 filling RM50 then extraction RM75. So in total RM275. *Kaching*

Me: *Deep breath* Okaaaaaaaaay....... can I think about the wisdom tooth thing?

I was mortally in fear of the extraction. I know it's not good leaving something bad rotting in your mouth but then.... SCARED LA WEI! After being strapped into a dentist chair for 4 years (4 extractions btw) for my braces then 1 wisdom tooth surgery, the thought of removing another wisdom tooth was unbearable.

The filling process was unpleasant as my teeth was sensitive so the sensation was like kena electric... Not nice...

Doc: So....?! Wanna pull it out or not? But then... like I said lar... I INSIST on it...

Me: *After 5 minutes of monotonous debate in my head* OKAY, FINE!! I'LL DO IT!! No pain no gain right? I'll survive....

I know, it sounds comical. I even told the doc I'm a chicken when it comes to this thing. When he was about to stick the needle in:

Me: WAAAAIT!!! WAIT!!! Gimme 1 minute!! *panic*

I was wheezing and coughing coz I couldn't breathe. Too scared... I know it's not as pain as it is in my head, but then when I remove 4 teeth for my braces... The pain.... LIKE HELL!

So, after 30 seconds (sheesh... he didn't even bother giving me another 30 secs), the needle was in. Huhu... so scared. He was trying to pacify me by talking non-stop. Haha...young guy la... so at least we still have something in common. Since he knows I'm a law student, I'll SUE him if anything happens.

And then its OUT!

Just like he said, it was blackish dy. Not a very nice sight and it's nice to see something rotten out of your mouth.

But then after the anaesthetia wore off.... PAIN! Cannot eat, dah la tomorrow my cousin's getting married (just registration lar... but then still got the makan part! Not to forget photo session! my face!)

Moral of the story.... please keep your teeth in check. You wouldn't wanna end up like me with tons of holes inside and or worst! Dentures.....

Sleeping Woes

Today was the last exam paper for the week. *fuh* Relieve!

However, my housemate was absent for it. Reason: Insomnia.

According to Wikipedia (a student's best friend but the lecturer's bane) insomnia is a sleeping disorder where a person has difficulty falling asleep or staying asleep despite the opportunity.

Waaaait a minute.

Before you jump the gun and start declaring "I have insomnia", better check out all the facts first.

There's 3 categories of insomnia *drumroll*

1. Transient - last from days to weeks caused by changes in sleep environment, sleep timing, stress etc. (Hey! I think i'm in this category!)

2. Acute - inability to sleep well from 3 weeks - 6 months.

3. Chronic - Can last for years. (Warning! Will lead to hallucinations)

For more info, please Google. Hah! Think I would tell you everything?

Anyway, before you start telling your teacher/lecturer/boss that you're unable to function bcoz of insomnia, wouldn't you wanna check out your sleeping pattern first?

I'm guilty of this as I always (it's a necessity!) take noon naps at least 2 hours. Then I'll be in Batman mode at night.

In Canto, it's called "chi gei wan lei sui". Sendiri cari pasal.

How to combate insomnia?!

Have good sleeping hygiene! What the heck is that?

Eg. Avoid staring into computer screen/TV an hour b4 sleep, lighting (if can switch on dim lights instead of flouro lights) and surrounding in room conducive for sleep (not for work), good jazz/instrumental CD (I highly recommend Tony Bennett, Double Take and Peter Grant!), and a good book! (Jane Austen! Must have! and of coz, the Bible, esp Psalm).

Gudnite, sleep tight then! zzzz..........

Exam...Porke?!

I always always always.............. hate this time of the year. Final exam.

Urgh. My head... My precious sleep... Cannot watch dramas on youtube.

My 2nd last exam in UKM. After May.... MERDEKA!!! (Can't wait!)

Today's paper (Civil Procedure)... thank God! I was praying (nope...more like pleading actually) to God to spare me, to have mercy on me coz I only started studying the night before!
Hellelujah! It wasn't too bad after all~ (at least I know I won't have to stay back another year... and see "her" face again!)

What did I do with my 1-week study leave? Watch Astro, youtube, novels...anything but law... can't take it anymore!

Faster! Wanna grad dy!

Tomorrow, another war. Criminal Procedure. At least can sleep coz starting at 3pm.

But then the day after that, 8.30am paper... Islamic Evidence.

Wish me all the luck in the world and do pray for me~

*Gulp*

Wedding Bells

Probably our last "kiddy" photo with the "V" we Asians love so much...

Wedding bells tolled as joyous faces filed pass the masjid ground after the "akad nikah".

(Obviously not my wedding...)

Hasnidar's the first gal to be head into married life from 5M (goodness! I/We have always thought she'll be quite late...mana tau the first. Whoever placed their bets.... sudah kalah la~ Bayar, bayar!)

Words alone can't express such joy and excitement in our hearts (sometimes, i think we're more excited as compared to the bride herself coz when I called her on the phone a day before her big day, she was still in 'shopping' mood... haha~ still got time go out shop man~)

Somehow, I also felt like I've lost a friend after the wedding. I wonder why... It just felt like my dear friend's gone somewhere, into another dimension, no longer in our heydays, back when we were still in school doing ridiculous things together (although she's more of the decent gal as compared to me... ^^).

Maybe I'm suffering from the "Peter Pan" syndrome. I don't wanna grow up. I don't wanna lose all those sweet and hilarious memories when we were still crazy bachelorettes, and we don't have to ask/tell our husbands that we're gonna have a late nite reunion somewhere.

But everyone's gotta grow up, sou deshou? Maybe I might still be able to lead a bacholerette life after marriage, but then who knows? Anything can happen.

Alright, alright. Phil and Cle's been complaining bout my blog being long-winded. I rest my case. Do enjoy the pictures~

Nyways, congrats and wishing you a happily-ever-after marriage, dear friend! Thanks for my first ever true Malay wedding experience as well!

A Glimpse of Heaven

Hallelujah....Hallelujah... The praises to God ringing in my ears as I watched the video of the song again.

And at that moment, I saw a glimpse of heaven in my head. As I see the people in the auditorium singing with passion, hands were lifted up on high for Jesus, the choir echoing together to add sweetness to the melody of heaven...

And I saw the hosts of heaven singing together in unison with them. And to think I will be one of them when I'm back home with Jesus, singing and worshipping Him with all my heart, letting the "Hallelujah" and "Hosanna" continuously ring in my ears...

The Book of Psalm was dedicated to express our innermost emotions, on joy, sorrow, fear, bitterness... and it also speaks of praises and singing. This is the place I want to spend my eternity in.

Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah... All glory and praise to the Highest above.

Hallelujah Hillsong

Do I Really Need to Attend Church?

Of coz la! No man is an island. It's a wonderful place full of encouragement and optimism, clean and purifying (100x better than AmbiPure...).

Being back in church after a loooooong spell of absence and also after a looooooong spell of spiritual draught feels EXCELLENT!

Witnessing the baptism ceremony in church, especially our veteran folks (one of them 82 years old!) is encouraging and it lifts up your spirit! If he can do it, why not me?!

In a nutshell:

CHURCH is my COLLEGE

HEAVEN is my UNIVERSITY

JESUS is my PRINCIPAL

HOLY SPIRIT is my TEACHER

ANGELS are my CLASSMATES

BIBLE is my SYLLABUS

TRIALS & TEMPTATIONS are EXAMS

winning SOULS to the kingdom of GOD is the EXAM RESULT

receiving a GREAT REWARD from JESUS is the DEGREE i get

PRAISE & WORSHIP is the SLOGAN of our college

JESUS CHRIST IS MY ALL *amen*

Spooks

Today was an amusing and freaky day for me.

I was firstly diagnosed with probable indigestion and STRESS in PK (Pusat Kesihatan) when i went for a checkup to figure out why I find it hard to breathe 5 days now. The funny thing is, I didn't know I was under stress until the doctor asked me about it. Hmm....

Got all my pills and magnesium to get my acids down in my stomach and to help me not walk around carrying an oxygen tank on my back like scuba divers, got back to class and endured another 3 1/2 hours of torture in Conveyancing. Now I know where all the stress came from... haha~

After all my marathon lectures ended at 9.30pm, we all went out to Kajang Hill to celebrate Josephine's birthday and after 3 years in UKM, I didn't this beautiful place existed until today. I couldn't order anything yummy to eat under the doc's orders and I'm not being demoted to the status of "baby-food" = soft food diet.

No curry, spices, meat and anything hard to digest. Mom's advice: don't eat so much.

I love food~ Help!! But it's a good opportunity for me to lose all the fat as everyone was telling me I've gain weight (even my landlord said so...)

This is where the spooks came in. The China table were busy playing cards on the other end and the ghost-story telling competition was on at the European side. I was stuck in between China and Europe so I got the best of both worlds.

Freaky stories from movies and real-life experiences were shared across the table which gave us the chills and also the excitement within us, making us crave for more of it. It was already midnight and the environment was just right for spooky tales from public universities like UKM. Stories of demon-possessions, hauntings etc etc gave me goosebumps and the punchline came when Mak suddenly told us in a very serious manner to stop it and to pray first before we leave the place.

We all thought it was just an act but he was serious. We didn't believe it in the first place but I couldn't help but felt very disturb so I ejected myself out of Europe and turned to
China.

And then I felt the Holy Spirit prompted me with this question: Is it right for Christians to get involved in such things, to tell horror stories on the forces of darkness and scare the daylights of of everyone? I remembered reading in Ephesians 4:29 in which Paul wrote:

"Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen."

Paul also continued to advise us in the following chapter:

"Nor should there be obscenity, foolish talk or coarse joking, which are out of place, but rather thanksgiving." -Ephesians 5:4-

At that moment, I was filled with fear and terror. Would anyone or "thing" pounce on me when I'm sleeping or would anything ambush me from behind out of nowhere?

I smsed Phil once I was back home as I needed to talk to someone about this feeling. He said we are always welcomed to share stories of our lives and testimony but to share stories to instil fear in people which does not help them instead discouraging and scaring them is not right at all. He also said we should not magnify the power/forces of darkness in such stories just to excite the crowd because we are just playing to the Devil's tricks! Non-believers usually can believe strongly in the presence of darkness and of the devil but they find it hard to believe in the power of Light and of the Almighty God.

Therefore, we should not have this acute fear of the power of darkness as we have Jesus with us. And to think that I'm now wearing my CF shirt which says "Yesuslah sumber kekuatanku"... I'm ashamed of myself and my foolishness.

I'm not sure what are your opinions on this matter, whether it is right or not for us Christians to talk of such things in the first place, and to pay to scare ourselves in the cinema (as Kay Jin would say). Probably it's because my faith in Jesus is still not strong enough and I was not properly armoured to defend myself against such things but I do welcome any comments on this as it would help me a lot. Thanks~

"...Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me - put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."

- Philippians 4:8-9 -

Inspiring Songs

Love these songs by Casting Crowns. Gosh! It's so well and beautifully written!

The lyrics were not pretentious or meant to be crowd-pleasers but they speak of the harsh reality itself, where people tend to avoid or where songwriters would butcher all their depression and hatred into one song, thus forgetting that they were still stepping on solid ground here on Earth.

I won't be posting all the lyrics here but I would like to insert the lyrics for "Does Anybody Hear Her", partly because I am a female and also because the song speaks so much to young people like you and me today, of how easily we can fall into the wrong crowd just because we wanted temporary bliss and pleasure and how we Christians, although we call ourselves one, but we pass judgment in our heart (not to forget eyes) on other people without realising how it can turn that person off towards Christ.

I confess I am one of them and I am ashamed of what I have done. I would like to apologise and ask for forgiveness, to all whom I have snubbed or have been judgmental upon in my life. Lofty glances from lofty people indeed didn't help the world to be reconciled to our Father in heaven.

She is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction

She is trying but the canyon's ever widening

In the depths of her cold heart

So she sets out on another misadventure just to find

She's another 2 years older

And she's 3 more steps behind

*Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

Or does anybody even know she's going down today

Under the shadow of our steeple

With all the lost and lonely people

Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

She is yearning for shelter and affection

That she never found at home

She is searching for a hero to ride in

To ride in and save the day

And in walks her prince charming

And he knows just what to say

Momentary lapse of reason

And she gives herself away

* repeat

If judgment looms under every steeple

If lofty glances from lofty people

Can't see past her scarlett letter

And we've never even met her

*repeat

He is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction

Children of God, we play a very significant role in this broken world, providing the light of hope and love to the lost in this world. Let us not forget Jesus's commission to us and that people need the Lord as much as we need Him.

Does Anybody Hear Her - Casting Crowns

Who Am I - Casting Crowns

Hooray...hooray! It's a Hollie, hollie Day!

Yay!! After going through the last mid sem paper for the week (nope, it's not the end yet. Still have Criminal Procedure Code) and going nuts over Civil Procedure assignment, I can finally take a break to take a breather. It's been a hectic semester this year, and final year is not fun at all. I still remember my 2nd year where I went over to my coursemates' house (everyone in the house were law students. So, you can imagine the commotion we made then...) and played games ranging from mahjong to uno to snap... Screaming our lungs out with the high risks of us being herded back to the balai polis for making such a racket in the quiet and peaceful neighbourhood.

Teresa Kok's been freed after 8-days in VIP detention (6ft by 8ft cell... VIP indeed huh...). Good news indeed. Tomorrow's Bar Council EGM would be fun. Wish I could be there to watch but since I have no locus standi and I'll be going back to my beloved hometown Kuantan (with my monster nephew in toll), all I can do is just wait and then check everything out online.

The wonders of technology.

A holiday's not so much of a holiday for me as well as this would be the time where I can actually sit in the library and try to finish all the various assignments still waiting for me. Darn~ Where is justice in this world?

Anyway, happy holidays to my fellow friends and fight on fellow comrades in our attempts to level our mountains of work.

Sungha Jung Playing Guitar-With or Without You

This guy is psycho!! (prodigy dude~~)

Justice, Where Art Thou?

Well, as we speak of justice and freedom post 9/11, 3 rightful citizens of Malaysia were arrested under the draconian preventive law, ISA yesterday before the very noses of other Malaysians. Raja Petra (been in the limelight and police radar for quite some time), Teresa Kok (Seputeh MP) and Tan Hoon Cheng (very innocent Sin Chew reporter) were whisked away ala Hollywood movie and were brought around the country in their black "fleet" of escorts (why would they need so many officers to arrest just 1 individual at a time).

Raja Petra was deemed to be a threat to national security (ermm.... i think all Opposition members, bloggers and journalists are deemed to the a threat now).

Teresa Kok was arrested for inciting hatred towards Muslims for her protest on the azan issue (looks like the person *hint* *Toyo* who threw the stone managed to hide his hand well enough or he had a "Big Daddy" to hide behind when Justice confronts him...)

Tan Hoon Cheng was arrested for reporting on the Chinese Malaysian = Squatters issue by now unpopular Ahmad Ibrahim. She has since been released this evening. (Better be, coz her arrest doesn't seemed to make sense at all! Being arrested for doing the right thing and for doing her job. Reporting on what she and tons of others heard as well as being arrested to "protect" her from possible assassins). What's the world (the Malaysian world) becoming?

As many Malaysians back home, sitting on their cosy couch are expressing their outrage, anger and disbelief over this incident, many parties and groups were already gathering forces to "invade" Bukit Aman's front gate and other places for a mass vigil as well as Bar Council having an EGM on 20/9/08 to discuss the arrests, I will be sitting here in my aunt's place blogging about what I feel along with other young Malaysians who are and might be doing the same thing right this minute.

I would say, this is a very dumb attempt to thwart or slow the Opposition down.

Plain STUPID.

Who on Earth would arrests clearly (in the eyes of the public) an upholder of justice, a hero or a brave soul speaking the truth and this time now? Surely they would have to fire their war strategists this instance for their plain stupidity and for shooting themselves in the foot.

Creating a mess in an already messed-up political scene was a big no-no. Even someone in primary school would know this.

So instead of wasting my time spitting out expletives (which I don't do) and rage on this, I would like to say only this.

Everybody knows what you (Govt) did last time and now.

No need to hide and justice is chasing up behind you.

You can run but you can't hide.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely and God knows.

So, the choice is yours, people.

The truth is out there.

Remembering The Forgotten

I forgot that today is 11 September 2008. But people also refer to this day as 9/11, a date which might be embedded in some of our memories forever. For those who are too young to remember, it is a day when evil seemed to triumph over good. It is a day where we see the worst in humanity, and also the best in mankind.

I will always remember seeing images of how commercial airliners, Boeings 747 were used as projectiles to fulfill missions in extreme ways... How it were driven into the Towers in NYC, leaving gaping holes staring into the shocked faces of fellow New Yorkers and the world alike.... How it all came crashing down like dominoes in a toy store... How desperate people were feeling then, when fear and panic overcame them... People leaping off hundreds of meters from their office windows when they see no hope left for them to escape from the burning inferno... Chaos and noise, they came hand in hand.

That was not the only horror the world saw on that day: 9/11.

News of another plane found crashed in Pennsylvania, which was on its way to its final destination, only to be thwarted by brave souls onboard the fateful flight then, with the vision of saving more lives than letting it take more victims than it should have.

We salute these heroes who overcame it all and rise up above the fear of death to save lives.

We too, have not forgotten Pentagon, where evil managed to claim many lives too in the name of God. We remember that fateful day indeed.

I was still young then, 16 years old, old enough to understand the whole terror yet still young to imagine and emphatise with all the emotions felt then. I couldn't soak in the pain, anger, shock... the magnitude of it all then. But now, I could register how it must have been then, how horrible this tragedy was, as we were just entering into the 21st century.

I was naive then. How could something like this happen now? It looked and appeared like it was something medieval... like a war.

Yes, war.

This is something I have never experienced before in my life and I thank God every day for peace and security that I have. But what about the others? Even today, Georgia vs Russia? Israel vs Palestine? Darfur? There's too many conflicts to be named today, which saw blood being spilled like streams of river, probably enough to fill the Nile.

"You don't understand." That is what the older people tell me.

Indeed. I do not understand. It is simple enough to know that to end fights, we must stop punching each other. Then talk. Yet, it is difficult to do so. This... I do not understand, and probably will never understand why.

Power. Lust. Greed. Fame. Wealth.

The mechanism of the world and how it works. This is how I see it.

It might robably sounds sardonic but do pardon me as this is how I do see reality.

But the other side of me... the child in me still see the goodness in people, the hope and beauty that all of us are still holding hands and helping each other despite our differences in many aspects. The beauty of us helping each other without any ulterior motives and suspicions behind all the goodwill.

How will it be in the future? Are we wiping away the last piece of hope holding this world together? Are we succumbing to violence and evil along with the inevitable truth that we're destroying ourselves and our children by eroding Earth?

Think about it. There are many out there who lay forgotten, thinking they are just another insignificant string waiting to be blown away by the fabric of time.

But take heart! There are always people out there...

Remembering the forgotten.

Racism: Who Decides Who Are The Supremes?

The "Ahmad Incident", as most Malaysians (especially with the Chinese Malaysians) would know, was something outrageous and scandalous that it just have to conquer the headlines of every major newspaper for a week now. According to Ahmad, who was turned into a notorious superstar courtesy of this incident (otherwise just another unknown politician from some part of Malaysia), the Malaysian Chinese are just "SQUATTERS" and we do not have any rights whatsoever in this country called Malaysia.

Well, as a Chinese Malaysian, I'm not sure whether to take up my placards and head out to Dataran Merdeka to protest (everyone's favourite past time these days) or to just sit at home, sipping on my coffee as Tony Bennet serenades me with his sexy voice, with the papers in my hand and laugh at Ahmad's foolishness and stupidity.

Our ancestors (both Malay and Chinese) might be rolling in their graves this very minute over the foolish remarks made just to get the 5-minutes of fame as they believed in living together in harmony everyone are like siblings to them. Looked at how many Chinese children being adopted by Malay families and raised as their own and vice versa. Maybe that "someone" who wanted the 5-minutes of fame (he got his fame alrite, although not unlike that of Britney Spears'... famous all for the wrong reason) should go back to school and study his history again. No offence however, I do think our history books in school should undergo a review again as I have no idea what are we feeding our kids these days in history classes...

"There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus" - Galatians 3:28. This is what i believe in. This is how the Christians view it. We are all the same. You cut us with a knife, we still bleed the same red blood. We still feel pain. We still eat and sleep just like everyone else in this world, regardless of our skin colour. Whoever came up with the term white, yellow, black etc., was obviously ignorant. Probably he was uneducated as people in those eras, back when women were only chattels and any dissenters were "the child of the devil", so that is quite a legitimate reason. But what reasons or basis does Ahmad have to have come up with such irresponsible remarks?

The world will remember how Martin Luther King Jr led the march for freedom at the Lincoln Memorial, Washington DC on 28 August 1963. We will remember how bold he was, standing in front of the crowd, which represented the whole of the United States of America, defying the Caucasians and slave owners, the elites and the powerful to deliver one of the best speeches in history, what we know as "I Have A Dream".

"I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" - one day, right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers".

He represented the voiceless and powerless to deliver their pleas to the whole country to forget about the colour of their skin and the different cultures they have. We too, should be thinking the same as well. Who are we to determine whether our race is the supreme one or not? Are we sinking to the ranks of Hitler, who was willing to exterminate the Jews and other minorities so that the Germans (then), whom he believed to be from the Aryans, will be the supreme race on Earth? Are we willing to kill each other just to prove who's the stronger and who's the weaker?

I love this place called Malaysia and its diversity in life and culture. It was not easy for us to reach to such a state, where peace and mutual understanding prevails over us. My playmates from all races in primary school became my close friends in secondary school and we are still close friends, always looking for opportunities to have our "gossip" sessions either in mamaks or other coffee hangouts.

I have also seen and learnt a lot from my stint in the Asian Law Students' Association (ALSA) as well, which consist of 11 Asian countries as members. We do talk on "sensitive" issues but we do not resort to insults and arguments like what we see today. (No pun intended, but most of us are 20 years younger than most Malaysian Parlimentarians...)

Therefore, who are the supremes? The Malays (Hidup Melayu?), the Chinese, the Indians? It is not for us to decide, but for God to decide. Somehow, my gut tells me if God were to speak out, he'll say, " From dust you came and to dust you will return." - Go figure.

(no offence intended. Please don't lock me up in Kamunting...)

System Down...

I have (and still am) recovering spiritually and now I'm physically ill.

Huhu.... Must be a test! (Haha)

Now I'm struck with a bad case of flu (nose just wouldn't stop running), fever (my body felt like it's on fire), whooping cough (dry and heaty...macam kena TB)....

Walking for me feels like floating now.... head-spinning (kepala pusing-pusing in Indonesian)...

I justgot shushed by my cousin who thinks i'm blowing my nose too loudly like an elephant trumpeting for her herd...

I'm having a quiz tomorrow. Just finished 2 killer papers on Monday.

God help me.

Do pray for my speedy recovery yea.

*really kepala pusing-pusing now*

Goodnight people~

Road to Recovery

"My flesh and my heart may fail

but God is the strength of my heart

and my portion for ever"

-Psalm 73:26-

Even though the heavy clouds loom over my head, I still see hope peeping at me through the piercing sunlight through the thick blanket of troubles and doubts.

Praise the Lord, O my soul....

On The Edge...

Merdeka... But it wasn't emancipation for me.

Felt trapped in this weary world of mine, perpetually living under mountains of work and stress. I think being in my final year in law school is taking it's toll on me for real this time.

So much expectations and pressure to execute everything in perfection.

I am on the brink on a mental breakdown/meltdown and I hope it won't happened.

There's a sudden urge for me to just break down in tears and to scream out loud, then pack my bags and run off to some place where I do not know anyone and where the phone doesn't work.

I don't want to be contacted. I enjoyed a free life, travelling from places to places, seeing different things, watching the different ways of the world and listen to the stories they have to tell.

I don't want to imagine myself in a suit everyday, running from court room to court room or being confined in the claustrophobic office cubicle, churning paperwork after paperwork. There's just no fulfillment.

What's ahead of me? Can I just let go (do I have the choice and luxury to?) of everything and follow my heart (to explore the world and write of my experiences and journey around the world).

I find it hard to pray these days as my heart has been very heavy, burdened by this world. I can't hear God's voice nowadays, and I'm as dry as the bones written in Ezekiel. I'm in a drought here and it hasn't been raining for months now.

How long is this drought going to last? Will I be able to taste the rain? Will I be able to quench my thirst for the Holy Spirit soon?

How long more....? It's taking it's toll...

Will I be able to hold my fort?

My heart cries out to God. "I looked up to the hills and where does my help come from? My help comes from God..."

スガシカオ コノユビトマレ

Kichigai!

I'm so crazy over Suga Shikao now! I'm so addicted to him that I have to make sure I go online every nite just to go to Youtube to watch his MTV there.

I've posted 2 clips here, Gogo no Pareedo (Afternoon Parade) and Nobody Knows, some of which I personally liked. I liked the fun funky tune of Gogo no Pareedo and I love the guitar arrangements in Nobody Knows. Try watching it dudes~

I'm also trying to hard to get the guitar chords to his softer, strum-friendly songs such as Hachigatsu no Seranade (August Serenade), Natsukage (Summer Shadow) etc etc coz it sounds really good unplugged.

I would sum up Suga Shikao's music as being a blend of rock and funk at the same time. It's really interesting and fun listening to his different tunes.

Naruhodo kichigai desu ne~

Gogo no Parade - Suga Shikao

スガ シカオ/ NOBODY KNOWS PV

by Suga Shikao. Love the beat~

TGI Chaos

Girls nite out.

We've finally managed to (successfully!) plan a ex-classmates gathering (except Pamela...haha) tonight at 1U in TGI Fridays.

The process was...wow...tedious! Lilian was around in KL (visiting her in-laws...haha) so she planned to meet up with us. I didn't know Lydia's back until Lian told me. Sheesh~ It wasn't confirmed until the today.

We've managed to call everyone last minute and got them all to come out to Midvalley. But then Lydia said she preferred 1U but it's so far for me to travel there!! It's like going to Kuantan from UKM!!! Darn~

Initially Lilian was going to fetch me but then she told me later to go there on my own. So i met up with Chong Ngan at KL Sentral then took the train there after switching from KTM then we took a bus to Ikano then we took a cab to 1U....

Exactly!!! And Pamela have to sms me to hurry up. I was really agitated by then as she's working in the building whereas we travelled all the way there just to meet them. How considerate...

Nyways, by the time me and Chong Ngan got there, we were just too hungry to be angry and all i wanna do is eat. That's all. Since the guys chose TGIs, we all ordered from there. I regretted I ordered that stoopid sandwich!! Aiyo~ the bread's as tough as a rock and it wasn't satisfying. I should've went with my guts on the pasta!!

Wasted~

But I was also willing to travel so far partly because i wanted to meet with Lydia as she's got a job with PWC in Birmingham so she'll be working there for 3 years and not come back within that years. So better see her before she chow~

It's was enjoyable to hear the gossips and updates on everyone's life (esp love life...we're girls after all!) and to see each other again after some time. Everyone seemed fine and genki!

Hope we'll have another gathering like this again.

You'll Be In My Heart

International Board

Asian Law Students' Association (ALSA) 2007/2008

I dedicate this lyrics to all my fellow IB officers: Ken, Rani, John, Rocky and Melvin for the good memories and for sticking together through thick and thin throughout our term, serving ALSA.

I will never ever forget this experience and memories in my life. Til' death do us part indeed.

Love you all and dearly missing you guys.

You'll Be In My Heart (by Phil Collins)

Come stop your crying it will be alright

Just take my hand, hold it tight

I will protect you from all around you

I will be here don't you cry

For one so small, you seem so strong

My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm

This bond between us can't be broken

I will be here don't you cry

*You'll be in my heart (2x)

From this day on

Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart

No matter what they say

You'll be here in my heart

Always

Why can't they understand the way we feel

They just don't trust us what they can't explain

I know we're different but deep inside us

Were not that different at all

*Chorus*

Don't listen to them cause what do they know

We need each other, to have and to hold

They'll see in time, I know
We'll show them together cause...

*Chorus*

Always...

I'll be with you

I'll be there for you always

Always and always

Just look over shoulders... (3x)

I'll be there always

Dreams & Reality

How many of us can actually see our dreams materializing? How may of us dreamed dreams and actually see them come true?

I'm not sure statistically but then I guess not many of us could do so...

Tze Lerk, my ex-classmate from secondary school made a very thought provoking remark to me. "So...lawyer huh.... Your dream came true..."

Wow... That statement made me think so hard. It got me stunned for a while. I'd never got time nor allowed myself to even think about this. Maybe i took all these things for granted.

I always wanted to study law and be a lawyer. All my friends knew this, my family knew this. Heck man!! The whole school knew about this! Ask all my former teachers and they'll tell you that i'm obsessed on becoming a lawyer.

"Lawyer" was always in my Top 3 list of profession. Remember those days when we need to fill in the stoopid card during primary and secondary school? It changes all the time... Police la, fireman la, scientist la...But somehow i noticed "lawyer" was always in there, no matter how low i ranked it.

Coincidence? Now that I think about it, I think it's not coincidence. I think this is my calling in life and that God had placed me in this profession for a reason, a good reason of yet i have not discover. And i can't wait to open the next door to this journey of my life, my endless life's pursuit.

Now that I'm taking a walk down memory lane, all the bittersweet memories when i was in school (scary teachers, "evil" friends...), how i screwed my SPM, how hard i worked for my STPM in order to get into law school.... Wow!! It's a miracle!

God's been really good, gracious and merciful to me.

I made it to law school (UKM), i managed to maintain my grades, i managed to get myself a good job prospect, i managed to travel to 3 countries within my 4 years of studies (fully paid!)...

Yes... I saw my dreams came true indeed.

Punked!

Was punked by ZLW's partners yesterday. What the...

I smsed LG to tell her i'll be visiting them on Friday. She sounded excited in the sms and she's gonna introduce me to their "new, handsome, young partner". Hmm...since when did they have a new partner and me not knowing anything bout it...

So i asked TJ over on MSN bout it. He used to be the chambie in ZLW under WM and he's still in touch with everyone there so he'll have some news bout it.

"What do you mean you don't know who? Cannot be. LG would've told you. What you mean you don't talk about work with her? Liar..."

In the end, i chose to believe him coz he sounded sincere and i have a naive and good heart (muahahaha....^^)

Went straight to 3A, Block B, Megan Avenue II near KLCC. Got into the office and chit chat with CZ and WM. Then LG came down.

"So, want to know our new partner? Hey! Partner! Come, come!"

And voila....

IT WAS TJ!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just got punked!!! I was screaming like mad in the office (which is unethical. The office's supposed to be a sombre, serious working space...) and i gave him a nice slap to the arm for such an evil trick on me. I was still in shock!!

I have suspected it could be him, especially when he told me that he has a say in selecting chambering students. Darn!!! DARN!!!!!!

That was one of the best punks that someone pulled on me, other than Cle's Kelantan-Golok trick and Phil's UN trick.

Everybody's manipulating my good and pure, believing heart.

Porke!!!! Doshite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's it. Revenge is coming soon. I might not know how to execute it now, but when i do... You're so dead, TJ.... DEAD.

Sugoi!

Suga Shikao.

My new fav Jap singer/songwriter.

Check out his songs on youtube.

I was introduced to him by my friends back in Tasmania and boy! He is good!

His music has a blend of everything. Rock, R&B, Pop....even Disco!

Kiseki (Miracle) is my current favourite but there are other good stuff from him as well such as:

1. Tsuki no Naifu
2. Natsukage
3. Yozora no Mukou
4. Sanagi
5. Gogo no Parade

There are tons more of good songs by him. Some might seemed familiar to you. That's because they've been made soundtracks on anime "Honey & Clover", "XXXholic" and also Deathnote.

Check it out!

Suga Shikao - Kiseki

I'm So Dead

Tomorrow's my first CP class under Mona Fandey and I'm so dead coz I'm supposed to mug on 5 cases but I have absolutely 0 idea on what they are about since I've missed 2 classes now. Darn!

Don't care. I'm gonna take my chances and go ahead with it. But hopefully I don't get slaughtered alive in her tutorial tomorrow. *gulp*

Another bad news is our CF = Christian Fellowship known as PERKEB in UKM. We're no longer allowed to hold any meetings within uni grounds coz there's a new law out which bans all forms of religious classes other Islam within UKM. The basis for disallowing us to continue was that our sermons = religious classes. The rest is history.

The devil's working really hard to bring us down in Malaysia but we'll never give up nor let our guard down. Bring it on, Satan! We're ready for you and we'll win this battle coz God the Almighty is with us! Jesus rose up victorious after 3 days of his death. So you think you can bring down this God of ours? No way dude...

I do hope NECF and FES would voice out on our behalf on this issue. Whatever happen to freedom of religion and freedom of expression? It's not as if we are propagating Christianity to the Muslims on UKM grounds!

This is insane! Outrageous!

Totally insensitive to the founders of the Constitution and of the country. I believe they never had thought that one fine day, such Pekeliling would be issued to stop the minorities from practicing what they believe.

I do hope the relevant authorities would realised what would the consequences of their actions be especially in preaching Malaysia is a democratic country when reality speaks otherwise. They too, must always remember all their power comes from God above, and not from their own might nor by elections only.

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom"

(Proverbs 1:7)

A Week Now...

It's been a week now since i'm back in Malaysia.

All been's well, except i'm always tired and my sinus has come back to haunt me again, after going MIA for almost 2 months in Tassie.

On my 1st day back, i almost got myself killed while riding on my trustee scooter. It was raining, i didn't see a pothole coming, went into it, bounced back up to find my tyre a goner, almost lost control of my scooter and crashed, with the risk of oncoming cars running all over me!

Argh!! I forgot how lousy Malaysian roads are already!

Then there's tons of work to catch up with, with tutorials already starting next week (What!!!) I'm not even ready yet and i guess i'm the blurest person in class now.

Everyone said I put on weight already. *Totemo Kanashi!*

Other than that, i had quite a fun weel, binging on nasi lemak, char kuey teow and durian.

Been sweating as well which is good since i haven't been sweating for 2 months now. But my hands feel like falling off after the badminton game.

Saw Olympians Lee Chong Wei, Hafiz Hashim, Misbun Sidek and a reserve player, Darren Liew (hahaha!! not d goofy Darren Liew @ Yati!). Not bad, not bad... well, everybody was being cooperative by not gawking or running all over them when they were there. Occasionally there were some hardcore fan who were dying for an autograph and a picture.

Alright, back to my reports. Hope all goes well with my Bangkok trip next 2 weeks now since i'm broke and no sponsors.

Please pray for me yea!! hahaha... thanks! to cheh! kamsa hamnida! arigatou!

Sameshi to Tanoshi

Home sweet Home.

I'm finally back in Malaysia after my 2 month stint in Tasmania.

Sameshi... Ye, i'm missing all my friends and all the beautiful things in Tassie.

I missed the wonderful and fun hostel life, which is very different from Malaysian public uni hostel life. Tanoshi tashkani ne~

I missed practicing Japanese with my Jap & Msian frens there.

I missed the noisy and yucky dining hall food.

I missed walking for hours from UTas down to Sandy Bay and to Hobart.

I missed having to climb up the hill and stairs to John Fisher College and not sweat one bit.

I missed the chilling wind and biting cold weather of Tassie.

I missed the fact that sinus healed on its own in cold and dry Tassie.

But...

I'm happy...tanoshi to ureshi...that i'm back home.

Happy to see my nephew finally walking.

Happy to taste my nasi lemak (with sambal & chilli!!) for breakfast again instead of greasy & creamy food in dining hall.

Happy to ride on my scooter (but almost crashed as i went into a pothole...dang! Malaysian road...)

Happy to be able to wear shorts & t-shirt, not having to put on layers of clothing before stepping out.

Happy to eat Aunty's tasty Chinese food (with much taste) and yummy soup (not those creamy, tasteless soup in Aussie).

Happy to binge on durian yesterday!!! (but missing Tassie's crunchy, juicy & sweet apple).

Sameshi soshite tanoshi tashkani.

Oboteru ne, Tasmania.

Of Maze & Snow

It's fun being trapped in the world's largest maze and it's scary at the same time as there were some corner that were so dark I felt like i was in one of M.Night Shyamalan's horror movies. Brr... someone or something might just pounce on you in the middle of nowhere. Thank goodness there were 8 of us so we split according to pairs ala Amazing Race style with checkpoints.

Oh yea, forgot to introduce the place. Welcome to Tazmazia in Sheffield, the Town of Murals. It the World's Largest Maze and there's a mini village in the maze called Lower Crackpot, with chieftain Crackpot and his wife, Lady Crackpot as the mayor of the village.

It's a cool place to be but unfortunately it was raining when we were there so it was freezing and muddy at the same time. It would be more fun if the weather's good. There are several mazes in The Great Maze so you're bound to get stuck in all of them as it's really tricky. There's a lavender field as well but since it's winter, everything died so it's only one brown patch.

We all travelled up to Cradle Mt. after that to our cabin in YHA. We got lost (again) on the way there as the place's really "ulu" and the road signs were bad. No help whatsoever. We ended up being stuck near a dam and it was already dark. The road was slippery from the rain and frost so it's really scary. Poor Darren have to get out of the car to navigate the Kia Carnival Jeremy was driving. Haha... he was freaked out when he was sent ot face Mother Nature alone.

We had a nice steamboat for dinner and it's the best thing in the world since it was 0 degrees celcius outside. The cabin kitchen had a traditional fireplace so it really felt like Christmas. All that was missing was the carols and turkey. There was a fat possum waiting outside the door for food but obviously, we're not going to give it to that fat guy! The room was warm and nice so I did slept like a pig throughout the night.

I was greeted with massive snowfalls the next morning and the whole place was just covered in white white snow. It's cold but i still need my shower. Don't care.

I can't really see the snow then i woke up at 5.15am and it's still very dark outside. Only about 7.30am that I managed to see the full effect of the snow. The whole forest was white and it was like in the movie, "The Chronicles of Narnia" and "LOTR"!! (I know Bern wanna diss me with NZ stuff dy...) We took tons of pictures together as well as having massive snowfights. The snow is basically ice but it's soft so you can throw it at someone without having to worry that person will get a serious concussion. But it was too cold and i think my camera can't really take it. So it kaputed when we were hiking around Lake St. Clair which is below Cradle Mt.

It took us 3 hours to finish the whole hike trail and this was when i started to despise the snow. The snow wasn't altogether consistent as in certain parts, it rained then 5 minutes later, it snowed again. FYI, it doesn't snow gently, it was buckets and buckets of snow pouring down on you that you'll be drenched by the end of the day as our body's warm enough to melt it. Cis! It also rain hailstones occasionally. Luckily, it's not the golfball-size hail or else die... But it's painful la, like having lots of small pebbles hitting you.

Overall, i had fun but driving in such extreme weather can be dangerous. The road's really slippery with snow and water (our car got stuck halfway to the lake because of the snow. Thank goodness there's an irritated ranger who might be cursing the stupid Asians to perdition for driving in 3 inches of snow when they're not supposed to) and we travelled back on the same day Masa got into the car crash. Scary~ Lots of time we almost drove into the boulder on the side of the road due to the bad view (our windscreen was fogged up with vapor) and sleets.

Thank God we arrived in Hobart in 1 piece.

Therefore, going to Cradle Mountain in winter is strongly recommended.

Warning!

Beware of balck ice and very slippery (i mean it!) roads.

Cradle Mountain

Extremely cold!!

Fellow Roadtrippers

Tazmazia in Lower Crackpot

With Vimalan

Hidoi!

One of my friends here, Masa was involved in a really bad car accident when he and my other friends were travelling to Burnie (above Launceston). The road was slippery as it was covered with frost after a cold and rainy day. The car spunned and smashed into a tree.

He suffered a fractured left arm and worse, fractured his backbone.

Doctors said he was lucky that he could still move his legs and he did not feel any tingling or numb sensations to his legs as one of his spine bones was shattered and it was squishing against his spinal cord. Any further damage would have paralysed him as the cord will be severed.

I was really shocked and scared when I got the news coz it reminded me of what happen a year back when Veronica, who died in a similar accident in NZ during winter as well. I was travelling to Cradle Mountain in heavy snow so I do know how scary it was driving in such bad condition.

I've been visiting him in Royal Hobart Hospital 2 days now. He looked pretty bad when i first visited him but he's better now, since we have been entertaining him all the way. He was given "special" treatment by the girls as we all took turns to wait on him, feeding him and applying cream on him (he has a bad case of eczema).

He can't move at all as he was in neck braces and he cannot move his back as it's still vey fragile. So he was just lying very still on the bed but thank goodness he could at least move his right hand.

His fellow Japanese friends were kind enough to get him magazines (including Penthouse...which the girls didn't approve) and Ryo has been his translator to Masa's family ever since. We were also trying to get him to eat as he has been refusing food for fear of having to pass motion. I do know how it feels like. You wouldn't want someone to help you do your "business" and it's quite shameful as well. But the nurses were telling us to persuade him to eat.

Since i'm older than him (i'm older than most of everyone else here), I get to play the role of okasan (mom) and/or oneesan (big sister). Therefore, i have the ultimate power to make threats and harassments so that at least he eats something, even if it's only half a banana. I've also been pumping in chocolate milk and water in him and if he says no, i'll always give my deadly stare. Hahaha.... and he always give in in the end...

I don't know why I feel/emphatize with him or why i would take the effort to visit him in the hospital everyday while i can to take care of him but i think it's partly because the whole situation reminded me of my late cousin, Eddy who died of brain tumour 7 years ago. I couldn't do anything back then because i was in school but now that i have an opportunity to do so, i will try my best to give my moral support to Masa. Somehow, when i look at him, i also feel the pain and the suffering he has to go through. He told me that he needs his friends around him, not food. Gosh~ especially when his family is so far away and won't be coming over.

He will be transfered to another hospital this Tuesday to undergo a major surgery to have the shattered backbone removed and to have rods inserted to reinforce his spine. When the doctor explained the whole procedure to him (we were there as well), i felt like crying and i could imagine the pain he has to go through. God! But he has been very strong and courageous and he's been holding up very well on his own, unlike one of his ward mate (thank goodness in another room) who's been screaming and moaning since the day he's been admitted all the time. It was very disturbing as it sounded like something out of a horror movie and Masa couldn't sleep well because of that as well. I feel like taking something to knock that fella out cold and out of mercy as well. Sheesh!! Give us a break dude!! But Masa told me he understood why that guy was screaming like that.... I know he's in much pain but he's trying hard not to show it to show to keep us from worrying.

I'll try to visit him as much as i can before i head back to Malaysia for good next week and please do pray for his speedy recovery and for God to just give him all the strength and courage that he needs to go through this painful process of recovery.

Apple Story: Part 2

Dear all,

Just in case you're waiting for the sequel to my Apple incident, i have news...

GOOD NEWS!!!! HALLELUJAH!

Apparently, i was one of the lucky people who got saman during the transition period in the hierarchy of the office. So whoever got saman then, it will be withdrawn and we will only be receiving a warning letter instead.

YAHOO!!!!!!!!

I couldn't believe my ears and i know this is a miracle. I've been praying like mad for my fine to be waived coz they initially called me, they told me my saman was still standing and my appeal letter has been rejected. But then he wasn't sure about it. After he checked the whole thing again, he told me the good news. I could've kiss him if that guy was with me... Hahaha!

God's been really good to me.

Everything i had wished to do and complete has been done.

I wish to see snow - done.

I wish my fine being waived - done.

I wish to see the whole of Hobart - done.

I wish to go to Launceston and Cradle Mountain - done.

I wish to see snow on Mount Wellington - done.

I wish to fit in with my fellow collegemate - done.

I wish to see the Cadbury choc factory - done.

I wish to see kangaroos, koalas, tasmanian devils, wallabies & wombats - done.

I am grateful indeed to God for this wonderful opportunity. Being here in Tassie was something I have never dream of and now I am here without having to pay a single cent.

This is a miracle indeed.

And I can say with conviction that I am truly blessed by God.

Best!

I finally experienced my first snow ever. I was up in Cradle Mountain on a road trip with 7 other friends here. We drove up to Launceston, which took about 4 hours ++ and it was raining, not forgetting miserably cold out there.

We got to Sheffield, the so-called Town of Murals (but i didn't really see a lot of murals) to Tazmazia, the world's largest maze and paid $16 to get lost inside. Oh yea.... did I mention Vimalan was also part of the group? Hehehe.... (in case you dunno who's Vimalan, he's a fellow friend from St Thomas). It was great being in there, getting lost and it's quite scary as well coz the place was really big and the hedges were tall (REALLY tall). There were quite a number of dark areas around, so the guys would love to hide behind these places and pounce on the girls. Imagine the screams.... hahaha! I'm one of the people who pounced on them... :)

Cradle Mountain was cold. And snow.... wasn't like what i had imagine. You do get excited when you see white fluffy stuff falling from the sky but beware, it's messy. It melts rather quickly, especially when you run inside the cabin where it's warm. Everything just turns into water and you'll have puddles of water everything.

Cold & soaking wet...

My legs almost broke then as well as we went hiking around Lake St. Clair which is surrounded by picturesque views of Cradle Mountain. It's really like something out of Chronicles of Narnia or LOTR. No joke dudes~ Not bluffing either....I'll let the pictures do the talking.

Oh ye... back to hiking story. We hike for about 3 hours before we reached the checkpoint and by then, my fingers feel like falling off from the cold. We are to be blame as well la coz we were having a massive snow fight without waterproof gloves. So... you get the picture.

Sorry~ can't upload the pictures now as my internet in the room expired so i'll leave it til next time.

Bye bye~

This guy's my fav roo!

A Tassie devil

Cute lil' wombat

Me and my fav roo!

Encounters

Well, yesterday was an "encounter" day for me, as i've met with several cool stuffs as well as uncool people. I was in Bonorong Wildlife Park yesterday on a date with lotsa kangaroos, a wombat, a few Tasmanian devils and the koalas.

Kangaroos in the park were like cats in Malaysia. They were just all over the place, sleeping everywhere possible, although the majority chose to sunbathe in the open on a warm and sunny winter. Just feel free to go over and give them a hug or a nice scratch on the chest (the keeper told us that's the roos' favourite scratch spot). I was scared that they'll chew my hand off but after Lina gave them a nice pat on the head, i found out they're harmless like a house cat!

Most of the roos will be lazing under the sun but some will hop in your direction as we're given a bag of kanga food to feed them. The way they begged food off you, golly! It's like watching Puss in Boots in Shrek! Big, round, gleaming and sympathetic eyes... simply telling you to "PLEASE FEED ME!" haha!! I am sure they have tons of things to eat there.

Caution: wombats are EXTREMELY CUTE (!!!!!!!!) and they BITE. They're even cuter than the kangaroos!! The ones that the keeper showed us was still a babe (the mom died in a roadkill) with massive amount of fur (it's a total fur ball, round and fat). You'll just have that urge to grab that lil' fella and squish her in your arms!!

Unfortunately, the (rather handsome) keeper told us that wombats are not at all cute as they are FEROCIOUS and wild, chewing everything they see. The claws are deadly, so as their butts! The butt's a solid cartilage/bone, and if you knock on it you'll hear a hollow sound coming out of it like someone knocking on the door (it's not painful for them though). They use their invincible butt to kill their predators with just 1 knock under the chin. It can kill a dingo or wild dogs only by 1 blow! (that's for full-grown wombats). When it's turned wild, it cannot be seen during the day at all as they're nocturnals.

Next were the DEVILS. Contrary to popular belief, the devils were not at all that crazy, wild and insanely dangerous. They're even tamer as compared to the cute wombats! They can only run as fast as a chicken (haha!! That's what the cute keeper said), much slower than the wombats. They're great scavengers, and were the ultimate partner of the extinct Tasmanian tigers (the Batman & Robin of Tasmania), playing the role akin to a hyena. It can definitely climb up trees (amazing!) and their jaw strength's like that of a crocodile! We also hear they're always fighting and killing each other, but actually all their "devil-fights" are bluffs, coz they only have violent clashes with each other, but not really trying to chew each other off. They'll just "mouth" their opponent, not bite them. Occasionally, they get punctures on their butts from some pouncing devils from behind....

The koalas... not as i've expected. Seriously, they'll just hang onto their favourite spot on a eucalyptus tree and sleep on it for more than 20 hours a day, occasionally waking up to munch on their favourite eucalyptus leaves. I couldn't believe my eyes coz this guy was sleeping and "pooping" aka doing his big business at the same time. They seriously emit a lot of WMDs, even when they're sound asleep. They're bigger than i expected and i'm not sure if i could manage carrying one of them... Quite huge, like a 3 years old kid.

Another encounter was which a bunch of high school punks and i think the animals in the park were better behaved than them. So happens there were a few junior school kids in the bus with us so there you have it, American TV high-school flicks right in front of your eyes.

These punks were just picking on these 2 brothers (both were rather round with specs aka the "dorks") and it just made my blood boil!!! So i made a remark to Lina in BM, "I memang rasa sangat nak belasah diorang", and my hands were itching to do some damage. I know, don't be stupid. Even though they're still in their early high school years (13-14), they're still way bigger than i am.

The price of speaking up against them = harassment. All these punks/kids have no idea what they're doing, shouting and heckling racist remarks against me as a Chinese. But the good thing is at least they stopped focusing on the poor boy (he's only 7-8!!) and started picking on me.

So what do you do in such situation? Just shuddup and ignore them. The heckling became worse and worse (i think God's really testing me on my patience then) and if the bus driver didn't yell at them, threatening to kick them off the bus, i would have stood up and gave them a piece of my mind (not advisable). I would tell them whatever they're doing is so-not-cool (ala Paris Hilton accent, LOL).

They can only speak English (i bet it's full of grammatical errors & full of swear words) whereas i'm multi-lingua, I'm definitely smarter than them despite my size (brain matters) and I'm the only Chinese in the bus! What makes you cool is when you're different than others and that you have BRAINS.

Thank God my ordeal was over when these wannabe punks got off the bus earlier and i sure hope the boy wasn't traumatised. The brother tried so hard to protect him but obviously, he against a group of hooligans... Not a chance. Poor guy~ I would have stood up for the kids if they cross the line and i don't care even if it might cost me my life. Haha...so heroic pulak~ But you would've done the same if you're in my situation. I was playing over and over again scenes of me slapping them and giving them my Taekwondo treatment if they try something funny. Hilarious... LOL (according to Cle).

Living the American TV shows indeed...

Frustrating yet fruitful day. I'm not sure if i passed the "Patience test" God put me through.... hahaha

Canberra trip

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