seriously, I have much to tell... :)

08 December 2007

mushrooms were growing on my laptop

Well, almost. I could imagine mushrooms growing on my laptop since it has been ignored for such a long time. I almost felt sorry for it. I even used a hanky with printed sakura flowers from Japan to cover it... just to compensate for the loneliness and of course to protect it from dust. Those nasty tiny things - they are everywhere!

So the problem here is, I've been very busy. There is so much going on! So much to do! So many more pending! Yikes. Things just feel so hectic and especially now that it is the end of the year and the holiday mood seeps in. It is really difficult to feel horrible during such a wonderful time. So really, it is not horrible but just, well, you know - "Hurry up and get over it and let's head to the beach!". Haha. That is if my plans with my sis Susan actually materialize. What with the monsoon rains and stuff. I silently also think that spending the days shopping isn't that bad either. Oh well.

-An update to my work place-
My doggie pretending to have a sun tan. Christmas bell not too far away for any moments of impulsive Christmas cheer. Green tea in the cup to help with detox plans. Water - always essential. Photo with memories of my more relaxed training days. JuiceWorks menu for emergency juice-cravings. Let's not forget the needy and Takeshi Kaneshiro.

Of course the teddy bear and the stress balls and the back massager are still there. But I guess since it is already messy, what harm does a few more things make?




I decided to go back home last Friday by bus and I got to the station in the very last minute to catch the 6.30 bus home. I got the worst seat ever. I was in the back row and got the seat which was facing the aisle. I mean, if the bus driver had decided to slam the brakes, I would have flown very ungracefully to the front and crash right into the windscreen. Not unlike those bugs and bees in Bee Movie. Oh right, Bee Movie was funny! I watched it with my second sis back home.
However, I had unlimited leg space.


Anyways, to add on some Christmas cheers around, my hotel played host to some kiddies from ISKL. They were so adorable and they kept on moving and touching things and pressing buttons and fighting for a chance to speak and be smart. It was hilarious to watch them... from a distance. I mean, I don't think it is safe to have me around kids. I don't really know how to handle them. Anyways, I immediately found a favourite who was so adorable, handsome even, and offered him my hand to hold. He held it but only for a few minutes before he ran off to press more buttons. I tell you, kids have the attention span of about 30 seconds.


All my photos were blur because they just can't stop moving! They can amuse themselves by just waving their heads around. Wow. I wish I could too. I normally just get headaches. Anyways, my leng chai is the one in the second row on the left, behind the totally blurred one.

We brought them to see the rooms and see how the beds were made. They paid attention for about 30 seconds, which was about enough to see the mattress pad laid, and then they got edgy and restless. The Housekeeping team has hidden lollipops around the room to get them excited and it worked. They were so excited. I tell you, my favourite boy found his in the corner of the bathtub totally hidden from sight. Even I didn't see it. How smart, huh? Clearly, I'm biased.

This was one of the funniest activities. We gave them each a pillow case as "dirty linen" and they were to throw them down the laundry chute. They all got so excited and after they threw their cases in, each shouted "hello!" down the chute. So adorable. It seems they have learned the letter "L" last week but they did not include Laundry into their syllabus. "What a shame," says their teacher. This week was "M". When they saw the toilets labelled "F" and "M", they were confused. It seems they did not include Female and Male when they learned the letter "F" and "M". Well, next week will be the letter "N" and there have been plans with some of the moms to do some revision on "L" to include Laundry and "M" to include Male.


It is amazing how these things become the centre of conversation sometimes.


I suddenly can understand what my sis Susan is talking about when she talks about her students.

And then the kiddies got excited when we talked about food. They got so excited watching one of the chef cook fried rice and the fire was so huge that their attention lasted for more than 2 whole minutes. Wow.


Who needs hotdogs and fries when you can have Yang Chow fried rice? Which was a favourite because later when they were eating lunch at the coffeehouse, they asked "where is the fried rice?"

One of the funniest things heard during the visit... (took place at the Sky Bar)

"What they serve here is what only adults can drink but you kids cannot drink. Who can tell me what is it?"
"Cold water!" (Clearly, some elements of Asian culture is found in this little boy"
"That's right, that's right. But something else."
*scratch head*
"It is alcohol."
*No response*
"You know, beer, wine and so on"

"OOh! Ooh! Do you know what my brother does? He drinks beer."
*awkward silence*
"Well, we're going to have to talk to your mom about that don't we?"


It was an exciting day but it is really tiring. So many kids, so many questions. Their teachers must have so much patience. Anyway, later that night I went to The Actor's Studio in Bangsar with ShiowLing to watch this theatre show called D'arranged Marriage which was an appreciation invitation from the employee benefits company. We were so tired that we told each other, "The show better be good."



Well, we expected food because it started off with a cocktail reception but unfortunately, it was just cocktail... and a few tiny pieces of samosa and canapes and the waiters were those blink-and-you'll-miss kind. "We really should have gone for Chilli Pan Mee (some noodle) first". "The show have better be good".

So there were lotsa people who don't know each other standing around holding a drink and looking for food. We eventually made conversation with the reps from a medical centre from Puchong. This is of course after we parked ourselves beside a bowl of potato chips (which I suspect to be Jack n Jill Potato Chips in Original flavour). It was still very kind of ING to have organized this.

Anyways, the show was really good! It was a solo stand up comedy but with more action because the actor danced and sang throughout. It was the kind of show that I would feel happy to watch even if I had to pay for the tickets. The story is about how arranged marriages are a norm in the indian culture and it sort of depicts the actor's life since he was 10.

He is one person but he managed to play the role of, what, ten? And the lighting and sound effects were almost flawless eventhough it was just a small studio with very basic set-up. And he replaced his "f" with "p" just to add that extra bit of funnies.

"Your pather and I have pound the perpect wipe for you!"

"You know what you need? You need a wipe!"

He just did everything on his own for one and a half hour and it was entertaining throughout. Totally recommended.


And then of course there is the PIKOM PC Fair happening at KLCC for the weekend. I went there yesterday and got some stuff and also a few freebies which I ripped off the guy who sold my friend a camera. Well, the whole place was packed and the LRT coaches were packed as well. Today was worse. The whole KLCC was full of people walking at the speed of snails. Suria was full as well, with the festive season and the promotions and sales. And then before I knew it, I bought some tees and 2 pairs of shoes. Oh-oh. I think I need someone to cane me. I need to be barred from Vincci.

Finally, the day is over and I can enjoy my one half weekend. *breathes* *breathes again*



What's next?



HoHoHo... I love my job... :)

25 November 2007

matrimony bliss


"Congratulations Kent and Murni!"





Love is in the air! Last Sunday, we attended Murni's wedding all the way in Seremban. Shiow Ling decided to drive to the hotel called Royal Adelphi because we decided that 4 pax could squeeze in the back.

Anyways, hunger pangs had to be satisfied first especially when we have 3 growing teens around us... The non teens were basically looking for an excuse.




The hotel looked really huge and still quite pretty even though it was more than 7 years old. The reception area was decked with cocktail tables and on each table, we find photos of Murni and her husband, Kent. This one is one of our faves:



We took turns to take photo with the stars of the day and this is one with all of us. Burn came to join us from Malacca too.Murni was glowing!


And then after the Yum Seng toasts, we "asked" Joyce and Philip (who has a loud voice) to go up and sing. You know, get the ball rolling... Apparently their best pose:

They sang Jolin and DT (I think it is DT)'s song called Jing Tian Ni Yao Jia Gei Wo (I think). Anyways, great performance! *clap clap clap* Right after their ice-breaking, ground breaking performance, everyone started queuing up for their karaoke session. It didn't stop even until when we decided it was very late and was time to leave. My classmates Amirah and Ivan were still waiting in vain for their turn.


Of course, we did a bit of cam whoring before we left. One of the classic ones:


Anyways, I must say, all of Murni and Kent's wedding photos were absolutely beautiful. They had slide shows on projectors in the restaurant itself and all the photos got better and better each time it changed.

To Murni and Kent,

Congratulations and may you two have an everlasting and blissful marriage!

15 November 2007

my first blood donation

Hari ini dalam sejarah(peribadi) : On the 15th of November 2007, Yvonne donated her blood for the first time.

The day before the blood drive, I thought of all the excuses possible for me to not be able to donate blood. According to the guideline, one cannot donate blood if:

-one weighs less than 45 kg
-one has had less than 5 hours sleep the night before
-one is homosexual
-one has multiple sexual partners
-one has HIV+/ AIDS

OK. I think I can only admit to #1 and #2. Anyways, seeing the determination and willingness in my boss and colleague, Bin, I decided to just go for it. So I slept early the night before.

*Silently hoping that I would turn out to be 45kg or less tomorrow . -_-.

-Bin reading the fine prints-

Anyways, so Bin and I went first. It is also the first time for him and he seems to be more nervous than me. Me? I was still hoping that I would be 45kg or less. Anyways, he came up with excuses like, "I feel a bit weak. How come ah? I think I feel a headache". "Please lah!"

-My blood was tested-

Whatever. When the time came, we both filled in the forms and went for the tests first. It turned out that my blood type was B! Cool. So now I know. I was so excited watching them test my blood. The nurse politely smiled and explained but I think she thinks I have been living in the jungle for the past 22 years of my life.

Anyways, first test was the weight. I was 46kg! Shit.

Second test was the amount of iron in my blood. They will take a drop of blood and drop it into some solution and if that drop of blood sinks, it means that I have enough iron to donate. I passed this too! Shit.

Next, it was to proceed to the doctor to test my blood pressure. The doctor said, "Wow. So you actually passed the first stage. Let's see if your blood pressure pass too."

I asked her, "What normally happens when people like me donate?"

It seems people like me normally experience dizziness, feel weak or just plain faint. And probably cry during the donation because of fear. -_-.

-Trying to keep cool when the doctor said that my blood pressure passed too-

Huh! This was my last hope as an excuse to escape this scary experience. OK. I think I should just shut up and go ahead. I asked the doctor, "Are you sure?" before deciding that I should really just shut up and go ahead.

For the record, I wasn't forced into this. I wanted to do it for the experience but of course the little voice in my head went "siao ah?!"

Anyways, so there I was. Very excited. Bin was also excited but scared. So there goes. They made sure my name was correct and asked me to hold some cheap plastic cut off pipe. I thought I was going to get a red squishy rubber ball! OK. Maybe low on budget. Anyways, my veins were very easy to find so it proceeded without incident. You could locate my veins without even slapping my arm like how they slapped Bin's arm.

I was laughing all the way and instructing Jon, my trainee who was afraid of blood, to take photos for me to blog with.

"Jon, I want side view, ya! Can see the packet of blood not?"

Anyways, halfway through, Bin's blood stopped moving and so the nurses poked him again. It was very unfortunate for him because he ended up with some blue-blacks. Anyways, I kept on laughing at him and at the whole experince and that probably made my blood flow out faster and also fortunately made me forget that this was scary. The doctor even came over to look see. "Wah, you're still OK! Haven't fainted?"

Finally after about less than 15 minutes, 350ml of blood was out of my system.


"Whoa."

I thought 350ml would be like a can of coke. This was like crazy big packet. Like blood from my whole arm was inside. Surprisingly I did not feel weak or dizzy or faint or cry.

I was making so much noise calling Jon to come over and take photo of me with my packet of blood. The nurse kept if aside and when Jon came, he passed the blood to him. Jon was like, "wtf!" (No he didn't say it but I think he thought like that)

Then they said they have prepared some food for me. A cup of hot Milo, a packet of chocolate biscuits, a Red Bean bun and a packet of Yeo's soya milk. I thought I had to finish everything so I did. I forced everything down even though I didn't like Red Bean buns. I had Nasi Lemak for breakfast wei. I later found out that I could actually choose which one I wanted to eat. Oh.

Anyways, they also gave me a little red book to keep track of everytime I donate blood. I thought "Wah. They have so much confidence in me?" because the book has space up till # 112. Haha. Erm, I don't think I can fill it up in this lifetime.

The more you donate, the more benefits you will get when you visit the hospitals. You get upgraded to better wards and you get free outpatient treatments. Some could get free Hepatitis B jabs and so on. Wow.

Donate today and think about the lives you will save! It is not painful and it doesn't leave any scars. Cool stuff.

I told my dad excitedly through SMS that I donated my blood.

He replied, "I have been donating for years."

Show off!

11 November 2007

No Internet

I have no internet in my room, I have no internet in my room, I have no internet in my room. It sort of explains why I have not been blogging. Because blogging from a cafe or restaurant just feel so weird. Like how I'm feeling right now. With another patron vying for the plug point and people peeking behind you.

I shall update soon with pictures and stuff. I have so much to tell! I will get my internet soon! As soon as I have the time to apply for it... Just you wait.

Till then, tata!