I'm not tall enough...

Today is the third day of CNY,

I met a lot of relatives,
those who seldom see,
those who lives near but still seldom meet,
of cause those who lives far...

I did help up my family in the kitchen,
and it is tiring...
preparing and serving lots of relatives,
not forgetting socializing with them,
and answering the same question again and again.
It is a bit unfortunate for me to study a course that is still considered new for our country.
I need to explain to them that I don't read mind,
I don't simply put people to sleep,
by the way, the term is hypnotize...
and the myths of a psychologist.
phew~

I always got the comment from my friends that I'm tall for a girl,
but I'm considered okay in my family,
in fact a lot of my cousins are taller from me,
I mean cousins from my mom's side of family.

If I tell you that the girls are tall,
how about the guys?
They are really really...too tall.
Can you imagine that my dear Aaron is considered okay in my family?
Most of my uncles and cousins are 185cm and above.
For girls, the average heights is 170cm.

Suddenly I feel so short.
My cousin who I think is younger than me four years?

My aunties and cousin,
and I'm sad to tell the fact that I'm the shortest among the four...

The tomatoes from Cameron Highlands.
For the left tomato, it is considered big for a cherry tomato,
the right tomato is so big that you can call it a pumpkin.

Anyway, few more days to eat and enjoy before going back to KL,
I got to do some assignments too.

me~Fishie

Balik Kampung

I'm now currently curi-curi taking a break from the preparation for reunion dinner later.

All the females are now doing something in the kitchen accept me.
LOL

I'm finally back in Ipoh,
to celebrate Chinese New Year,
to get ang paos,
to meet friends,
and...
not forgetting...
to eat and gain weight.

Before I came back Ipoh, me and 3 of my friends did some bangga stuff...
Four of us went 1 Utama for midnight movie on Tuesday night.
We watched Australia in an empty cinema.
There were just 4 of us.
Luckily we are not watching any horror movie...
The experience was a bit scary and fun the same time.

This year CNY is a bit different from my previous years,
for the first time I will have my reunion dinner at my mother's parents house,
for the first time my seldom-come-back-because-of-work uncle and family are back for reunion dinner.
This is because my uncle is a pilot, so he seldom have the chance to take leave during festival seasons.
I will be in Ipoh until the next Sunday then will travel by train back to KL on 1st February.
Hereby I wish all my friends enjoy their Chinese New Year,
try not to fall sick because eating too much cookies,
try not to gamble until bankrupt,
try...not to gain so much weight.
hahaha...

Gong Xi Fa Cai!!!

me~Fishie

15th January...

Happy Birthday to my buddy and housemate,
Mike Chin and Xin Xiang.

I'm currently having digestion problem.
Bluek.

It's even more sad when today is a day of celebration.
When people eat nice food, I ate bread.
Ish.
and I can't finish my porridge too...

I wanna eat proper food and meal now!!!

Aihz...

me~Fishie

The starting of Y2S3...

There is an elective subject for me and my coursemates to choose for this semester...

We have to choose between Political Science and Culture Studies,
I chose Political Science.

The situation was like this...
There were limited places this two subject, which is 60 students per subject.
Unfortunately, in Culture Studies (which is quite similar with Sociology) there are students from Journalism course, so to fight for a place in this subject is even harder.
Well, I feel that both subject also like general-knowledge-courses.
I feel like Culture Studies will be quite a useful knowledge for me in future since I might have to meet people of different culture backgrounds.
But, at the same time, I knew that I lack of the knowledge about politics too...
I mean the proper knowledge of politics here...
So...Political Science is my choice.

Since most of the students in UTAR are Chinese,
we are now somehow trying to get one week holiday for Chinese New Year...
So, I'm already started my replacement classes for CNY already...
So far, I don't feel the stress yet,
I pray that I can manage this semester well.
Since is Chinese New Year soon...
I long for shopping trips to get some clothes and shoes..
Thanks dad and aunty for the 'permit' to shop...
wahaha...

Ok..that's all for now.

me~Fishie

Personal Thoughts

Since yesterday until today, most of the people I talked to

were talking about the life after marriage.
The sad thing is...most of the stories I heard is bad,
in fact...is all negative.

Imagine the messages they are trying to tell me are...
Men cannot be trusted.
Dating, courtship and marriage are the steps to hell.
Couples change after 20 years of marriage.
......

I had this conversation with my aunty during dinner.
Aunty: So, did your parents talk?
Me: Ya...they talked loudly.
Aunty: LOL...true, I miss the days when your dad is in Klang.
At least that time your mom only shout at your bro.

By looking at the men of my family...
My grandfather, uncles, (maybe a little bit) my dad,
they are all examples of the-effect-of-marriage.
It actually encourages my aunty not to get married,
and somehow affect me a little bit. (since I'm quite close to my aunty)

My grandpa is typical Asian man.
Men are always superior than women.
Woman is supposed to listen to the man,
follow them, and do whatever a woman should do in a family.
It sounds like a slave or a maid to me.
Looking at my grandma, she did a great job in bringing up the children in the family
(as a mother).
Unfortunately, the father of the family shaped the personalities of the children,
as in very tough personalities.

My uncles have the chance to further their studies to University level,
and do whatever they like.
But my mom and aunty weren't that lucky.
Maybe my mom is a little bit better since she is the eldest among her siblings.
Mom wanted to be a nurse, but grandpa doesn't approve.
So mom ended up studying accountancy and work after she graduated.
My aunty is the youngest in the family,
grandpa actually expect my aunty as a son when my grandma was pregnant.
Being the youngest girl in the family,
she have to help my grandma to do house chores.
She was scolded and slapped by my grandfather when she came home late from school,
because she was late to do the house chores.
She was waiting to be away from home,
so after she graduated from secondary, she works, earns and living alone.
Unbelievable huh?

For me, being the listener for my family members since I'm young untill now,
I have developed the skill of listening and also patience.
When someone is angry and frustrated, they need to voice it out other than acting it out.
If act it out, that will cause physical pain especially to the ones you love.

Listened too much cause headache too.
Sometimes, it changes your point of view on certain issues.
A good example, my view on marriage.

There are too many breakups, quarrels, divorce, disowning someone in the family,
affairs, backstabbing.....etc
that happened among the spouse, siblings and family members.

To sum up...
No one is perfect.

Listening to my parents quarrels, sometimes make me wonder...
don't they already knew the lesson?
Can you have a little bit more patience towards your spouse?

Then I remembered someone told me this.
When people said, be honest to your spouse, people end up having more quarrel than usual. This was because they have too many to complain about the other half.
When people said, be patient to your spouse, people end up repressing the uncomfortable feeling towards their spouse by saying that they are alright and okay...
Running away from the problem, hopping that your spouse will realize their wrong doing in future.
I believe that the second situation is even worse,
there is always a limit for patience.
Things get worse when it happened out of the limit.

There are too many thoughts in my mind,
and they all changing from time to time.

Being a listener,
I'm just like a sponge.
There is too much liquid inside of me.
Sometimes I need someone to squeeze me,
as in a hug for comfort.
A sun to get rid of the unwanted liquid.
Having another sponge or maybe a friend like Patrick to share.

This is not an emo post.
Is just...
some inspirations I got from the conversations with my family?
I know...there are a lot of inspirations....
haha...

me~Fishie

The First Post of 2009

My last post was on Christmas and now...

haha...
Is already passed New Year.
Sorry guys...
I'm not busy party-ing,
maybe I can blame the internet line?
and also my faulty laptop?

Is 2009...
kiss 2008 goodbye.

Nothing much with my Christmas and New Year celebration.
Besides having vodka with friends...
so far...Absolut Kurant is my favourite...
Don't worry, I'm not drunk while typing this post.

Then on Boxing day, I went for annual blood test with my mom.
Got the result the the next few days.
Nothing much besides need to watch out for my diet.
The usual advice...
less fat, less salt, less this and that.
I have a little bit of high cholesterol,
as in the bad cholesterol.

Looking at the spot on my arm where the doctor 'poked' me...
I guess something wrong with my healing system.
well...I always have problem in healing wounds.
There is still visible blue black on the vein...
weird huh?

After New Year, my family decided to have house cleaning.
ya..the usual annual house cleaning that really make you crazy.
All the old books, magazines, clothes, faulty electronic equipments...

New semester is going to start next week.
again..I'm not going to complain about my timetable,
it is always...unorganized.

Hmm...I shall back to my daily routine...
I'm going to tidy up my brother's room now.

me~Fishie