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Monday, December 26, 2005

.a christmas song.

I"ll be home for christmas,
You can plan on me.
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents for the tree.


Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light leads.
I"ll be home for christmas,
If only in my dreams.


My godfather told me a story about this christmas song. And i thought that because it was such a touching story that I'd share it with you people, who so faithfully keep up with my mouldy blog.


This song has been around for about 60 years or so. It was written by a young soldier who was off in fighting in the World War in Europe (i can't remember which one..).. and so our young soldier put his life on the line to fight for his country and by the time December rolled by, he realized that this war would keep him in Europe, and that he would'nt be able to make it back home to spend Christmas with his family..


So the young man wrote this song.. to say that although he's half-a-world away, he will always be in his loved ones' hearts, if only in spirit..


"I'll be home for Christmas... if only in my dreams..."

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

.my beautiful friends.

I think I just had the best birthday that I can remember. Although I can’t really remember that many of my birthdays.. hehe.. One of my favourite birthdays was in 1999 when my family n I were in the States.. it SNOWed on my birthday! How great is that!

Anyway, this year has been a lot of ups and downs for me. My friends whose faces I used to see everyday of my life, suddenly flew off to places all over the world. Now I’m lucky if I get to see them once in three months. Thank god for the miracle of the internet.

But on my birthday I wasn’t feeling as chipper as I should be, seeing as how its my birthday and all.. but billie was down with pukez, jo was a whole continent away, weikit even further.. so all of a sudden, I couldn’t spend my birthday with the friends that mean the most to me..

But then Hilyah saved me, and invited me for dinner with the usual crew.. or so I thought.. That night was and forever will be one of the most memorable nights of years to come..

Noone has ever done something like that for me. Its time like these that I really realized how much my friendship means to me.. A lot of people have seen me as someone independent, strong of will and mind. But I don’t think I would be anything without my friends. As sappy as it may sound, I can’t imagine life without running to Billie Tan when I don’t know how to fix the toilet, or pump petrol.. or laughing my ass off with Jo-Anne about the silliest things like an orange in the longkang or Mr. Panch and his weird teeth.. or chatting with WeiKit about the latest scoop..or scolding Karbz for being such a weirdo but yet so lovable.. or gossiping with hilyah and the gang about our top 10..

My friends mean the world to me. And nothing can change that.. So twenty years to come, when I’m the bigwig of some advertising agency, with Hilyah, Van n Li all working under me (hahahahah!).. and billie’s off fixing cars with Tan Automobiles and Jo’s off saving lives or whatever it is that bio-med people are supposed to do (I’m sorry, I don’t know! ..hehe..).. We’ll all still be sitting at the mamak every Friday night and talk about how Eugene Choong was such a ass and how Cempaka will always be lesser without us there and how Mrs Rama says “SHOCKing” in that Indian accent of hers..

Thank you for being there for me always.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

.a time of christmas mayhem.

just came back from singapore to watch my bro play waterpolo.. haha.. kl junior boys got their ASSES kicked by Singapore girls.. but then again singapore girls ROCK at waterpolo.. believe me, i tried playing them with the Malaysian girls polo team.. they beat us.. to the ground.. stomp on our bloody carcasses to little itty-bitty pieces.. and then gave up three cheers for the Malaysian team for putting up a good show.

but i digress.

christmas in singapore is like shopping madness. when the traffic lights along orchard road go red, its like an unstoppable TSUNAMI of people crossing the roads. i kid you not.. i was absolutely fascinated at the sheer amount of people on Orchard road..

Suntech City Mall had this midnight sale special thing where the mall was kept open from 9:30pm to 1am with the whole mall on special sale. most of the stores had stuff like 15% discount storewide. so you can imagine everyone going mad at the ridiculous prices.. Carrefour there were selling these huge air purifyers at $9.99.. the people were THIISS close to becoming an angry mob... all for an air purifyer.. haha..

anyway, i do have another blog entry that's supposed to come before this.. to talk about my birthday celebrations.. i've already written it out but its upstairs in my other com. stupid internet. i hate it.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

.this is MY song.

Your 2005 Song Is

Since You've Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson

"But since you've been gone
I can breathe for the first time
I'm so moving on"

In 2005, you moved on.

damn.. and here i was.. hoping i'd get Foo Fighters or Incubus.. hehe.. oh well..

What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

.a cuppa tea.

After much disappointment at the constant postponing and pre-poning of our peek-neek, aidaA finally broke down and decided to throw her own little tea party at her place, to celebrate her inaugral Creme Brulee. In actual fact, the word "creme brulee" has all those fancy little marks on top of the alphabets to make it sound sophisticated. You know which ones i'm talking about, those little marks that everyone always puts in their nicknames on MSN, so that if you say it with proper pronounciation, you'd probably sound like Joey speaking French.

So, anyway. Creme Brulee. Yummy. Was accompanied by some baby teenie-weenie oranges and some grapes cut with a spoon. Had some yummy croissants (is that how to spell it?) and peanut butter (said with British accent like "peanut buh-er" and not like Dwi... "pehnoot booterr"...)

we watched a little bit of Who's Line, our all-time favourite show, and laughed our asses silly.. hehe.. van especially.. and then an episode or two of Friends.. then it was off home. Incidentally, the jam on the Federal Highway was jammed to the max! man.. i was stuck on the stupid Federal all the way from the Valentino Rossi poster all the way to Midvalley. I was there for an HOUR!.. dammit.

so i didnt manage to go to the gym today. And i'm feeling really lethargic and sloth-y, coz i haven't done my runs.. arghh.. stupid Malaysia and its stupid traffic.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

.at long last.

man! i so hate my internet. for the longest time, i've been dying to blog about stuff that's been going on, 'cept that i couldn't do it coz of the stupid internet connection. And now that finally the connection seems to be working, i can't, for the life of me, remember what it was that i wanted to blog about.

i do remember one thing though, Hilyah's Raya Do. haha.. It was a blast. I got to eat all the food that i wanted to. Although the night ended kinda early, I still had a great time. All of us were dolled up in various designs of baju's.. 'cept for dwi. who spoilt everything. haha.. Anyway, will post up pictures soon..

I can't wait for next wednesday! haha.. A subdued elegant English peek-neek by the lake.

Subdued. ROIIIiiiGHT... (i can just see Van's "Got see him before meh?" face)

Anyway, just glad to have my internet back to normal. Whatever normal is.

Mid-Sem's round the corner! i haven't started peanuts on econs. i'm so dead.


.in loving memory of.

Aunty Doreen


She passed away Saturday morning, after combating a seriously aggresive cancer of the breast (something which seems to be increasing in occurence lately). She passed away without any pain, according to the doctors. But still, her death was unexpected, seeing as it was only her 5th chemo treatment. Finally, what caused her untimely passing was not the cancerous growth in her breast, but because of weakening effect of the chemotherapy. It totally killed her immune system, and she was too weak to fight back.


Aunty Doreen was the mother of my second cousins, albeit making her my second aunt. And, I regret saying that i never really knew her that well. In fact, I'm quite ashamed to say that i can't even remember what she looks like. But the hardest thing to do was to look into the eyes of my cousins. I'm not one to be at a total loss of words, but what do you say to your cousins, people with whom you played tag with in your childhood years, when their mother just passed away? It took all of me just to look into their eyes, which were sore and puffy, evidence from the recent weeping and release of pent-up grief.


The cancer was detected only in the month of June. Which makes it 4 short months in which Aunty Doreen fought the cancer. But it was an aggresive cancer, and it hit the lymph nodes pretty badly, causing it to spread to the rest of the body. From then on, it was like fighting a lost cause.


There haven't been any deaths in my life, of which I am eternally grateful. And this was the first time that I actually have a memory, a living memory and connection to the recently deceased. Its the weirdest and hardest thing to feel. Standing in front of the altar, praying for the soul of the recently departed to find peace and happiness.


The memory will stay with me forever. I will always remember my uncle shaking his head in disbelief. A full 12 hours after the pronounced death, Uncle Bee Huat was still shaking his head in disbelief. It literally tore at my guts to see him stumble around in a daze, numbly shaking the hands of the people that came to pay respects.


I hope you find all the peace in the world, wherever you may be now, Aunty Doreen. Your family loves you, misses you and is with you always.