My Merdeka Wish

I have so much to say about my country, yet so little at the same time. Some things that I deem too embarrass to share to my friends here. How should I respond when my friends from overseas ask me about the political situation in Malaysia. To say that I don't know and don't care will only show how ignorant I am towards this country. As if there is no more hope left.

People also get confused when I say I come from Malaysia, yet I am Chinese.

"I am Chinese Malaysian"

And then after I have to explain to them the whole racial diversity in Malaysia, and how the Chinese and Indians came about to this Malay land so so many years ago.

It is rather unfortunate to think that I am not proud of my own home land. Although, I am 'veli' proud to be from this funny little town IPOH with pretty pretty green mountains every where you turn, IF ONLY IPOH COULD BE A COUNTRY ON IT'S OWN, I TELL YOU AH. The little place where big dreams come true. True story ok, famous people all hail from Ipoh one. Michelle Yeoh, Yasmin Ahmad, Dato' Lat, Nouveena Chai... eleh!

I can't help but wonder what a beautiful country would be if we all had love for one another. No more ticking what is your race and religion boxes in forms. I think it is rather ridiculous to make us to that. HALO AH. TENGOK NAMA ALSO KNOW LAH. Unless, your name is Aliyah Deeparaja Chan. Then really, I got nothing to say.

I remember my jolt of excitement when my plane touched down at the KL air port last year. It had been a year since I last came home and do you know what I was greeted by!? SOME OLD MALAY PERVERTED MAN STARING AT MY CHEST. DO I DESERVE SUCH TREATMENT.

And that ladies and gentleman, was how I was greeted by when I stepped out of the air port T___T.

My point is, that to change the country, we first gotta change ourselves. No more being biased towards our own fellow malaysians just because of their skin colour. Treating people under your control like dirt ( you don't believe me you see how the custom people treat you lah. Thats why I use the machines now. with machines, no discrimination) and BOYS, JANGAN SO HAMSUP.

So I guess this sums up my 'merdeka post'. My merdeka wish: Racial Harmony. People of my generation, we can do better than that. Let the past fade, the future is us, so please don't be biased, think before you act, and say what you need to say and rise up to be the leaders of this colourful country. And most importantly continue to pray for this nation. Please preserve this country, because this country has just far too many holidays. woohoooo! every worker's country okayyy.

selamat hari merdeka. hur hur

Today I woke up with this huge obligation to blog -NOT. aheh aheh. However I don't want to go back to this blog one day in the mere future and ask myself what on earth did I do during my first uni break so yes if I must say this is a blog post of all the things I did and didn't do since the 30th of may.

JUNE was the month of shopping! I have never shopped so much in my entire life. Seriously lorh. Last time I could be well satisfied with some cheap vincci clutch... now? NOW? Gah. Oh wells. I already bought my stuff and used them already so there.

What I bought is secret! hush hush.

Then I have been watching Gilmore girls! :D

Sleeping quite a bit.

Lazy to go gym since singapore marathon registration close liao. No motivation to go.

Parents came over for a week!

Pictures are in my camera. The new lappy doesn't have a SD card reader and my cable is spoilt.

OH yes I passed all my units in uni. Officially proud.

Growing fat. No kidding bahhh.

and and

I don't know what to say already -__-

Haven't really been 'thinking deep' lately. and why should I. Holidays what. Holidays is like license for me to be a bimbo 24/7. heh heh.

oh yes did I mention I have a TUMBLR.

main reason I am not around here anymore.

And now I gotta make phone calls to church people asking if they can drive visitors around town for the next 2 weeks. Phone bill pls don't explode. Temper pls don't explode either (not that is does usually but arranging transport for 300 people at the last minute, I can't guarantee

I can keep my head cool)

Alrighty. Goodbye people. See you soon. I will be on tumblr. But remember this is not the end of me. ;) xo

Time is in His Hands

One day feels too short. I always don't get a lot done. And I think to myself, what is it that actually takes up my time now?

One day, 24 hours, 1440 minutes,

How I actually spend my average 24 hours, 1440 minutes:

10 hours of sleep. (an approximate lah)

3 hours of class/lecture.

3 hours to prepare meals and eat.

1 hour to do my girl stuff i.e blow dry hair etc.

4 hours staring into my computer screen.

1 hour spent travelling to and from uni.

1 hour to day dream and stare in daze or procrastinate. usually ends up looking into computer screen.

30 minutes spent talking to housemates.

20 minutes figuring out what to wear for the next day.

5 minutes to plan what to do the next day.

5 minutes to pray. :(

The amount of time I spend with God each day is really sad actually. Time is really what He has given to us and not a right that we're suppose to have. Many times I just forget that whatever blessings he has given to me, he can take back as well. Same with time I suppose. If God is really our priority, why can't we give Him a bit of our time as well.

It is a small sacrifice to give for something so great. I really need to stop being selfish and devote more of my time and efforts for God.

And at this rate I am going with wasting time on facebook and on funny funny websites, NO DOUBT I'll be failing my exams. :/

How do you spend your time?

praying for you all,

xo

Healthy as a Horse

Health. What does it mean to be physically healthy? Every time the word health comes to my mind, some picture of some MAN RUNNING comes to my mind. Seriously. Do not judge me now. I'm sure you are thinking the same. Maybe just a picture of Megan Fox sweating out in the gym. hurh.

It never occurred to me that health would be so important. Few years back, health to me was something that I'd go "Meh!" at. Often we always see people that suffer from sicknesses like diabetes, high blood pressure, obesity, and poof! They just fall into our category as being unhealthy. As if, the 'way' to being healthy is to have a good diet and exercise then TADA. You're labelled 'healthy' all over you.

Money can't buy you health, yet good diet and exercise does not guarantee you good health either. So you're physically healthy, that doesn't mean that you are mentally healthy and more importantly, emotionally healthy as well.

Now with my constant upset tummy, not so good skin, stubborn hair- (wait does this count at all....split ends! they do count don't they? heh) I can't help to feel 'unhealthy' at times. It is so much easier to buy greasy fast food here than what: grow your own organic vegetable patch, and this makes it so hard to TRY being healthy! Ok. Maybe I could quit the fast food and cook 'home made heathy meals'. But what else does it take? Super expensive to stay healthy lah. Gym membership ( just because running around in my area is super dangerous), supplements etc etc etc.

WHY AM I EVEN BLOGGING BOUT HEALTH OMG MUST BE THE $160 I SPENT AT THE PHARMACY THIS MONTH ALONE SPEAKING BAH BAH BAH BAH RAH I COULD HAVE GOT MYSELF PRETTY BOOTS FOR WINTER!

I'm just hoping what they say; 'prevention is better than cure' is true. and cheaper as well.

Allermisery.

This morning- wait. It was in the afternoon, but I woke up at 12pm so it felt like it was the morning... ANYWAYS.

This afternoon, I got a phone call from the uni clinic, saying that my blood test results are back and turns out I am positive for something and have to go in to see a doctor regarding it. EEPS.

Oh. To tell you why I did a blood test in the first place, I have to take you back to a week before.

SO, last week I went to see the doctors to get a script for some cream for my skin. Doctor suggested I do a blood test to check what actually is it that I am allergic to, so I agreed, signed some fancy form with my fancy signature, and let some fat nurse poke me in the arm with a fat needle. Let me say I am not a big fan of needles. They hurt. But it didn't hurt as much as I have had experienced before. Although, it did leave me with a bruise after. Meh.

At least that needle was worth something and test came back positive. Meaning that they have found what I am allergic to (oh yays!). Now I can't help but to wonder what on earth am I actually allergic to.

Airborne or food allergy? :/

Hopefully, I am not allergic to things like:

Gluten

Crabs and meatballs! If I am allergic to gluten, that would mean I cannot eat anymore carbs lah! No more pizza, no more burgers, no more BREAD. NO BREAD. O___O

Then everytime I order pizza, I have to request for gluten free base, buy my own gluten bread flour, make my own bread, buy all those organic and expensive gluten replacers. NONONO.

But, I still think this is rather unlikely. Have been eating so much pizza and crap ( if you wanna call it that way) for so many years. I'm fine what. Hur. Thinking of pizza is making me hungry now.

Mmm. Nom nom nom!

Dust Mites

These little evil looking creatures. So minute you can't even see them. Like, if you wanna look at a dust mite, you gotta look under a microscope with dunno how much power vocal lens! ( yes this is how much I got out of biology class last year. heh.) So, google images have done the honour of showing me what a dust mite looks like close up.

OH MY TIAN. HOW UGLY CAN THEY GET.

If, and only if I am allergic to them. I'd say. IT WAS MEANT TO BE. Such ugly creatures. EW.

Pollen

Then there's also the possibility that I might be allergic to pollen. For all I know, pollen is that powdery yellowish thingys from flowers. But oh ho. you gotta know this. According to my dictionary:

pollen |ˈpälən|

nouna fine powdery substance, typically yellow, consisting of microscopic grains discharged from the male part of a flower or from a male cone. Each grain contains a male gamete that can fertilize the female ovule, to which pollen is transported by the wind, insects, or other animals.

Does that mean that.... pollen is like...... THE SPERM OF FLOWERS?!?!?!??!

If it was true, that I am allergic to pollen, it will mean that I am allergic to FLOWERS as well. Sigh, I am very sad now. That means. No flowers for birthdays, anniversaries, dates, graduation, no trips to parks but worse of all, when spring comes, I have to go out of the house, looking like-

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Brief update

Hello! I know. It's been far too long. I've just been caught up with life's melodramatic happenings. or not. Maybe I'm just trying to avoid my thoughts. Sometimes my thoughts make me depressed. Because I tend to WORRY so much. Seriously, if it weren't for putting myself to sleep with tv series lately, I'll just lie in bed, and embrace myself with my worries.

HURR. No this is not starting.

So....right now, I'm finally done with ALL my internal test and assignments for the semester. Now's all thats left are the final exam. hee huu hee huu. Although, I can't believe it's been 12 weeks of uni already. Gah. I really don't like how fast this pace is going. Maybe it is a good thing. CAN GRADUATE SOONER. :)

Been in quite a happy mood recently. oh well, whats not to be unhappy? NO MORE internal test and assignments weh. woots. Then again I think I'm just covering all my problems with my hyperactivity. I should stop being in denial. :/

House hunt is on. again. i think. i am so sick of searching for a new house. Sometimes I wished I could just have a house. TA-DA. No strings attached. no rent to pay. Then still got my grades. Then still got this and that this that this that this that. BAH.

It's time I should calm down, and trust God with where I am right now. To be thankful every second of each day and just to find reasons to believe. Need to start my fire again. But can't seem to be able to strike my match. He is talking to me, I think, but I'm just not listening hard enough. :(

Goodnight people. Take care in this season.

Hello

In case if you're wondering how I am after the break in, I am fine.

Thanks to friends who came and comfort, friends who let us camp at their living room, phone calls, calls from home, lots of crying, counselling from the school, (not like that helped I only went because I wanted to postpone my exam), telling the whole story to everyone who asked, more crying, I am fine. Still a bit paranoid with the slightest sounds but more or less, I am fine. For now.

Landlord didn't even come to the house lah! sheesh. My room still has no locks. And he promised extra grills but we still don't see them. Although we have got this savvy alarm system installed, I IS STILL NOT PLEASED. sigh.

Took me a few days to get all my documents done up. Bank cards, Medicare etc etc. Gosh. Even took 2 days off from uni just to do all that. I replaced the classes on Friday though. 7 hours straight of lectures. Come home clean, cook dinner and had cell group. SO TIRED.

Anyways, despite all that happened God is good! So much blessings received in this few short days lah! Friends who came over to be our security guards, who let us crash their house, we even got to watch reality TV! Oh and I also got unexpected scholarship money. SO HAPPY LA! It is even more than enough to cover the cost of my stolen laptop and wallet! :D

I haven't got a chance to skype kao kao with mom. She is asking us to move. I wish my mom could write us emails. Seriously. So hard to communicate with her. IM-ing with her takes forever! But she just got facebook so I think thats a slight improvement for her. LOL

Perth is getting so cold now. Especially at night. Out with the warm pajamas and woolly socks! hee.