Yvonne watches Bleach

If you asked me, I never had the patience with anime. So many people have been fans of anime around me and I never did get it. My sister Lisa watches anime like crazy and I never did buy into it. My cousins have been anime fans for ages and I never did ask about it. I did try but never did get so involved in it. I sometimes question it like how people question why I love Winnie the Pooh so much.

I guess that's changed now.

Yvonne is now watching Bleach! Something I would have thought of as a cartoon about cleaning agents for white shirts before, is now something I fill my free time with! Me like!

Me like Ichigo Kurosaki... his determination and his seemingly endless energy and will to win... His character get more and more good looking by the day.



Me like Yachiru! (the one who piggy on Zaraki Kenpachi's back)

Yachiru for her fearlessness (because she has "Ken-chan" as her captain) and love for fun and sweets... like me. haha. except for the absolute fearlessness...


and me most like Kuchiki Byakuya!

Byakuya is the epitome of cool in this series. And his voice... so steady and cool. The creator didn't even think of cutesifying him in those short parody of his own characters after each episode.

But look what I found! a cute version of Byakuya on this webby.
hahaha.. I'm sure when I look back in 10 years time, I will be laughing at the infatuation. Tonikaku (anyways), watching Bleach teaches one a new language! I think I can learn the Japanese language faster if I have interest and if I am exposed to listening to it everyday. It is working.

Next on my goal will be a visit to Japan! I wanna experience the home land of this whole anime business. Ganbateh!

*so I guess my whole indescribable wonders are on hold for now. I have a destination at the moment. :)

The complexity of it all

I just had a very good nap and am full of energy and am full of enthusiasm to do something eventhough it is already 11pm on a Saturday and am at home. I should be reading my 7 Habits of Highly Effective People book or ironing my clothes or preparing handouts for my training on Monday or sorting out my bookshelves.... but er, maybe not that enthusiastic. If you asked me this last year, what I was doing at this hour on a Saturday, I'll be partying somewhere. But now... kind of mellowed down a lot.

My colleague asked me what was I going to do after work today because it is half-day today and I said with a happy face "I'm going home to sleep!" Which is a very original and sincere answer because I was pretty tired and sleepy and all I wanted was my bed and bolster and my basic human instinct told me that I'm going to sleeeeep when I get home. Simple. Then my colleague said I was not lady-like at all. o_o.

"Why!!" I demanded. He said girls are not supposed to say that because it doesn't look good on them. It seems I was supposed to say things like going home to clean up or do some housework etc etc.

omg. I just revealed a 'cho-lor' side of me? (cho-lor roughly means rough)

"Oh. No la. I'm going home to do some embroidery first. Then I'll take a short nap. I have to water plants too and cook dinner!"

And obviously it was too fake. "That's too much la" he said.

Well, whatever.

Actually, I do go home, clean up my house, do my laundry, make some tea while waiting for laundry, put on a facial mask, watch some anime (Bleach!), hang up clothes to dry and then only have a nap. See? That's a lot, right? That's very lady-like isn't it? I just didn't go on to mention all the nitty-gritty details maybe because my mind just said out loud that I wanted to sleep.

Hmm. OK. I conclude I'm pretty lady-like.

Just don't expect me to bow my head and smile shyly all the time.

I even went grocery shopping today and bought healthy stuff like fruits (I got seedless grapes! woohoo!), cheese, vitamin c and found this really nice bread by Gardenia! whoa. I think I will not buy any other kinds of bread for now. It is chocolate and raisin flavour and even has an 'atas' name like Gardenia Delicia. Haha.


And with that, there goes another week in another month in another year. hmm.... It was pretty much the same last weekend. And it was freaking Valentine's day and I was at work and I actually felt like it was just another day. Just like when it was Chinese New Year or Christmas. It felt like just another day. I wonder why. As this is my little journal, let me state that I have a lot of indescribable thoughts and questions and piece-o-minds. Like when humans started to wonder if the earth was flat or a sphere and if it was flat, and if we travel to the end of it, will we fall off the edge? Unfortunately, the person with that question never did find out because it was actually a sphere and he just kept on going until he reached a place where he thought was familiar because it is after all where he started. "oh, I'm home. I'm home! hurrah!" Or so I think. Or like when Newton found Gravity. He was wondering too. Or when Maslow decided on his Needs Hierachy. He was wondering too.


SO. Yeah. I'm at that stage in life where I wonder about these seemingly macro stuffs. Not stuffs like "What should I wear to the party?omg omg." More like a "Did the chicken or egg come first?" stuff. Indescribable. Its like I need to use more than that miserly 3% of my brain matters this time. But like how? I wonder.

I wonder.

I also wonder if I should continue to wonder or continue on moving and getting back on the track of what we call life (with destination unknown). Hmmm.

i fucking love you

hahaha.. some people take love very seriously indeed...

*taken from a cute plastic bag from which i bought some cute things in some harmless shop selling cutesy stuff where little kids patron

Insufficient snooze

Yvonne's Health Journal Entry #3 (3rd so far I think, hehe):


My body is changing everyday and it is changing at an alarming rate! People say that once you hit 23 years old, you should start to take care of your body as you would advice your parents to. No more "aiya, I'm still young. Bak Kut Teh everyday, no problem! Later go gym la.." Oh no.


How true it is. I just recently reacted badly to milk (which I used to drink every night before I sleep!) and just yesterday, I reacted badly to coffee.

I used to have headache and little flutters in my heart after coffee and I get so hyper I start talking and talking and talking. People sometimes ask me to drink coffee for that. (!!). About an hour later, I'll be back to normal and I'll even get a good night's sleep after I worked out all that coffee. That's why I sometimes drink that before a night out. Hehe.

But yesterday was crazy! Headache and heart palpitations and difficulty in breathing. I even popped my head out my window to gasp for deep breaths in case it is my room that is stuffy. I really, honestly think I was dying!

(and coincidentally, I just unthinkingly told my colleague last week that I think I will die young).


SO, in summary, no more coffee for me for now. No alcohol either because that one will really kill me. And no milk. And no dust. I also make sure I eat at a fixed time everyday and thank God I have a cafeteria in the hotel. This is to prevent gastric. Aiyo.


These are times when you wish you are still staying with your parents. Dad will remind you and mom will cook nourishing, tasty food. *touching tears well up in eyes*

And guess what? I just tested my own limits when I just had a very hectic week at work this week. Maximum physical and mental activity with minimum sleep. Symptoms:

-hand shaking
-heartbeat very weird
-shortness of breath
-puffy eyes (no!)
-dry skin (sigh)
-unshiny hair (ayo!)

I think I should try to sleep 8 hours a day for 2 weeks and see what is the outcome. Will update after! In the meantime, I think I should start to cherish my life.

Earth Ox Year!

Chinese New Year has come and today is the 7th day already. 8 more days to go! My colleagues Presee and Maxine were abuzz with reading their feng shui and eating jam tarts. It is the year of the Earth Ox! And I'm born in the year of the Ox!

"Does anyone have a compass around here?!" screamed Max once she got hold of the Feng Shui book from Ms Nora.

"So how, face east? West?" Presee querried. Krishna and I look on curiously.

"I can be your compass!" I volunteered and promptly stretched out both my arms with my right pointing to where I remember the sun rised (and burn my backside) and my left pointing to the supposed west la.

"OK, let's see your Pak Kua first. Ox, 1985, earth OX, woman, ok you are number 9."

"Whoa, Max, you can change jobs!"


Anyways, it was all for the fun of CNY. When else you can indulge in people telling you what to do and how to do it.

Don't wear black!
Don't say "die!"
Don't freaking sweep the floor!
Wear red!
Light fire crackers!
Toss yee sang!
Eat prawns!
Throw orange into river!
Eat crazy seaweed called Fat Choy!
Don't buy books! (??)
...and many more...


It is fun although sometimes you struggle to make sense of things.

Anyways, some photos from this CNY!

Yee Sang with colleagues!

back home! visit to the organice farm - they have flowers! And did you know that the tiny tiny black seeds in the dragon fruits can each grow into that huge plant which produces the fruits? Yes, it starts with that one tiny tiny seed!

Wah! Kluang has a new shopping mall! We have Big Apple Donuts and Secret Recipe and PDI and Sushi King. Whoa. Anyways, bought these slippers to commemorate the year of the Ox.

First day of New Year at Grammy's place of course... some shiok sendiri photos...


Barbecue at my place with family!Man, it was fun. So much food, so much coke, so many chicken wings, toooo many pineapple tarts. Time for exercise! Moo-!