Sipadan here I come~

This time tomorrow, I will be on my way to Tawau.

This time the day after tomorrow, I should be on the beautiful Mabul Island in Sabah.

We will be staying at Sipadan Water Village. It's not situated on Sipadan Island but Mabul. All resorts had moved out of Sipadan since what..1 or 2 years ago? as to protect Sipadan's water and marine lives. We'll still be able to dive at Sipadan though. Oh, I can't wait...

Hopefully it's alllll sunny the days we're there. I am going for a week including a day in Kuching. I shall blog again when I'm back~

I passed ~

I passed my JLPT 3 exam~~~!! so happy!!! I thought I must have failed, a lot of grammars and vocabs I've never learnt and I didn't have any sleep the night prior the exam~! ahahah....

but.... but but... I am still feeling upset and guilty about my Miko... (see previous post)...

It's worse than I expected!!

Oh my God!! It’s harder than I thought it would be…

I sent my Miko to a “hotel” (a chinchilla breeder’s house) because I’ll be away for 7days to Sipadan. I’ll be away for only 7 days but to be safe, I sent her earlier and she will be staying there for a total of 10days…

The last time I had my holiday, she was sent there together with her smelly (and cozy) cage. She was happily jumping around in her cage when we transferred her. Apparently, she didn’t suffer much trauma so long as she’s in her own house, her familiar smelly cage.

However this time, the chin breeder has her own custom made glass cages now and wouldn’t allow an extra iron cage of mine in her house… I had no choice but to transfer her into a box instead of bringing the whole cage. She was obviously in shock and upset in the box… She wouldn’t even eat her favourite raisin which she had never refused… She must have thought I am going to abandon her!!!

OH !! THE GUILT !!! THE GUILT !!!!!!!

THE TREMENDOUS GUILT!!! I am going for a holiday and have great times while my Miko has to suffer in a glass “jail”. Don’t think she would be let out to run around… for 10 whole days… My poor Miko…

My heart feels like being stabbed by a knife every time I thought of my Miko must be thinking she’s been abandoned… AAARRGGGGHHHH……….!!!!!!!!!!

To make things worse, yesterday I dreamt that she died !!!!!!!!! and I cried like nobody’s business…. As I am writing this, my eyes are already wet… not lying… the guilt!!!!

I hope she will not be angry with me when I pick her up next week. Most importantly, I hope she will get through these 10days without any problem and that she will survive.. Pray pray…

A pierce in the butt

EK and I talked about Xiaxue the other day. Personally, I think she's funny and creative.

Me, I am a person who often dream about things that I talked about during day time. And yeah, I dreamt of Xiaxue after EK and I talked about her..

I was queueing for something, there I saw Xiaxue (in her usual nice make up) too was queueing with her grandfather. She looked at me, I looked at her.

The next thing I know, Xiaxue pierced something onto my butt (just below the hip)!! hahahaahhaa... It was so funny... and yeah, my butt was bare at that time, that's why she can pierced my butt...

And I was thinking, "Hey, that's cool~ A pierce in the butt...". But the problem is, I had no idea whether that piercing thing was disinfected... I got worried and went to wash my butt, keep flushing at where the pierce was..

And the dream ended....

What a ridiculous dream.. hahahahahaha...

What kind of seducer are you?

Saw this http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/ in this friend's blog theproblemwithhindsight .

So I tried it too. And the result

Your Seduction Style: Prized Object

The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: hard to get.You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them.The one running has the power, and you're a challenge that is worth the chase. You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away.You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance.Even though you want to call, email, or say "I love you" first - you don't! You're style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors.Think Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's ... or any of those creepy guys from the Bachelor.You're skilled at inspiring a chase. The real test is picking the person to slow down for.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

Ehm, I don't think it's so accurate. If I want to call someone I WILL call instead of waiting for him to call. I had tried to ask myself DON'T call first but it usually fails. LOL...

Why don't you try it out too~ Just for fun~ ;)

"Alone Again (Naturally)"

I like this song...

In a little while from now
If I’m not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it’s like when you’re shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: “My God, that’s tough
She’s stood him up”
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally

To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well wouldn’t do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much, as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me in my hour of need
I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally

It seems to me that there are more hearts
broken in the world that can’t be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
Alone again, naturally

Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn’t understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally

Live my life for you

Sometimes, I can have one whole day of good mood until the end of the day… suddenly, a rush of sadness can just strike me for no reason. It can happen anywhere, any time.

While in the bus yesterday night, on my way home, I was listening to the radio using my mobile phone. The lyric of the song struck me… “I live my life for you~ I want to be by your side in everything that you do~ And if there’s only one thing you can believe is true~ I live my life for you~………” How sweet the lyrics…

If one’s love can be strong enough for someone to say “I’d live my life for you”, then that, I’d say, is true love. Not talking about those “I hate you so I want to live my life for you, I want to live my life better to show you how good I can be without you…” that kind of “I’d live my life for you” lah…

When you really love someone, you’d want him/her to be happy, even if you can’t be by his/her side in everything he/she does. To me, the saddest love is when two people can’t be with each other when they truly love one another. When this happens, they’d possibly “live their lives for one another” and wish him/her to be happy.

I loved the movie Titanic. Rose was a brave woman. If I were her, I’d give up my life there and then when Jack died. To hell with the promise of “I will go on”. It’s too devastating to live my life without my loved one. But Rose carried on, lived her life for Jack. That was some strong love. It’s not that I can’t love someone as strong as Rose loved Jack. But to live my life for the loved one who has died, requires tremendous will and determination and not just strong love… Strong will and determination come from love, you might say. But at that particular moment, it’s emotion that is in command… It’s too devastating to conjure up will power and determination to go on…

…........... ehm.... I don’t know how to end this post… Too much emotion to put into words… and I’m now lost for words…

So.. that’s it.
The end.

Love the imperfection

I’ve always wanted to write about imperfection, but always have something else to write.

I usually spend a lot of time when choosing the one thing I decided to buy. I mean, not the time spend on considering whether to buy it or not, but choosing the one out of maybe 20 or 30 same things in front of me.

For example, a book or a soft toy. And after sooo…. much time spent on choosing it, I often ended up buying one which is not perfect, ie. part of the thing I chose was torn or broken. Of course I only discovered that after I got home.

After many incidents like this, I learnt something.

I bought a piggy soft toy some time ago. I chose and chose, the one I finally bought, part of it was, again, torn. I felt a second of disappointment but then, rather than being upset about it, I got out the needle and threads and stitched the torn part. Though it’s not as pretty as those which were not torn, I was happy with this piggy that I chose. I could go back to the store to change it but I chose not to. And I’m happy with this imperfect piggy.

Instead of being unhappy about my purchase, I’ve learnt to be happy about it. I’ve learnt to accept the imperfection. I know this is “small, trivial purchase”, no big deal. But we should start everything from small, shouldn’t we?

My favourite quote :
Why be unhappy about something, if it can be remedied? And what is the use of being unhappy about something, if it cannot be remedied? By Shantideva
Unquote.

(Don’t ask me who is Shantideva.. I got this from a Buddhist book I never finished…)

Then we come to the love affair.

As everybody knows, nobody is perfect. We sometimes expect a lot from people around us, especially husbands and boyfriends… And many women hope to change their men because men have many obnoxious habits. Oh, come on, don’t deny. MEN, ARE like that. And I mean EVERY man in this universe. Maybe there is 0.01% of exception but that’s too insignificant to talk about.

I’m telling you, men can NEVER change. I’ve always told anyone who is willing to listen, DO NOT try to change a man in any way. You’ll only get yourself devastated. Yes, they might change when they are crazily in love with you. But it WON’T last. It NEVER will.

So why not just love the way he is? You fall in love with a man like that, then love the way he is! I know it’s easier said than done lah… but still…

We girls are not so perfect ourselves, in fact, nobody is perfect. So we should really learn to accept each other’s imperfection. When I fall in love with a man, I love the man he IS. Not the man I HOPE he is.

I quote Banana Booze :

Love is enhanced when we complement each other’s imperfection.

Unquote.

That’s very well said. I sought his advice for the title of this post then he said the above. That’s gotta be in this post of mine, I thought.

I can never say enough, DO NOT, EVER, attempt to change a man. It’s silly, it’s pointless. Period.

Love thy imperfect other half.

p.s. I think I sooo.. can be Dr.Love or something.. hahaha.. there I go… indulging in my 自恋症again…
One of these days, I should write a post about how to be a better gfren/bfren/husband/wife thingy. Yeah, that’s what I am going to write.

JB Chingay 18/02/06 (1)

JB will have chingay(parade) to celebrate Chinese New Year on every 21st of the first Lunar month. For us JB-ean, CNY doesn't end on the 15th of the first Lunar month but 21st. I grew up in this JB. BUT, I have never seen the chingay once. Every year, my aunt asked me to go, but I didn't want to cos I don't quite like crowds. When I told KR I have never once been to the chingay, she said, "she said, "And you call yourself a JB-ean??” I think that is quite a rightful question. Hahahaha… So this year, I went with KR to this chingay consists of lorries mainly… hahaha…

KR's dad came to fetch me, CK and their friend YinYin together with KR and her mum. This day in JB is the jammed-day. Cars everywhere. Many refused to go to this chingay because it's very difficult to find a place to park your car. KR's dad was superb in this. We weren't early, and KR's dad drove us right next to the chingay street. We only had to walk a little bit.

The first festooned vehicle, well, lorry.. we saw was Snoopy~! Quite nice, eh?




This was 扯铃. I didn't know there are people playing this in JB... haha... Didn't manage to catch the moment they threw up the thing.

CK, YinYin and KR.

One of the 出游Gods .

Me, CK and Yin Yin.

The inevitable dragon.

"Lenglui" distributing.. er.. sweets?

I love uncles dress up like this I mean, dress up in clothes with dragon prints. Looks charming.

Dragon dance performing, I went up ahead a little bit to take a closer shot...
I've focused my camera and I thought surely that'll be a terrific photo... and I managed to shot...
赵大元帅......
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Cute didi...

The 大头娃娃. I am kind of scared of this 大头娃娃, just like I'm scared of Ms Piggy (not sure is this is the correct name) in Sesame Street. Kind of horrifying aren't they?? Especially when this 大头娃娃 moves and dances around... Kind of eerie... For those who doesn't know, the person in this costume can't see where they are going...

How can any celebration miss out the line dancers..

A pretty girl on a festooned lorry. The lorry was moving I thought this photo will turn up blur. Thankfully it's quite ok except the refraction on the little girl's eye.

I was too short to get a nice short for this photo. hahaha...

I wonder what caused the refraction on the left... It appears quite a lot in my photos.

This is my favourite, 夜光龙.

夜光龙with flash light on.

夜光龙with flash light off. Nice right?

Shit, I missed out one photo I took when the 夜光龙is about to dance.

This is 夜光龙 in action.

No, the dragon dancers did not fall on the floor.. They had their back on the floor playing the dragon dance, it was superb.

I like the colour in this photo although it's a bit blur.

JB Chingay 18/02/06 (2)

This is another favourite of mine.. The ehm... "ant balloon"? or "octopus balloon"? I find it more like octopus because of its big head.

Devotees swung the God. People believe the Gods actually swing by themselves and not the devotees.

Pretty ladies. Should have more of these.

Here came the 大旗.

The first balloon dragon~!! It's so cute. Quite pretty as well.


I like this photo, it'd be better if the people on the right hand side is not blur. Used manual mode with slow shutter speed to shoot this.


We bumped into Choon Peng. He was one of the devotees in charge to swing the Gods. Prior to that we bumped into Khee Yang as well.

Everyone's favourite~财神爷!!!


This uncle was very "sat" (有型有款/stylish) while playing the chinese drum.

Doggy also came to join the parade in one of the lorries.

Here the 大头娃娃s dancing...