Searching for new love~~~

It was 3 am in the morning.

I was still wide awake.

My body was tired but my brain refused to go to sleep.

I replayed today's events - what did I do or had that made me unable to sleep?

Was my brain too stimulated from the cleaning which I did just before i went to bed?

Wait! My heart was bumping pretty crazily, it must be the bitter coffee which I struggled to finish this afternoon! Darn~ 

I was once addicted to milk tea.

After many years, I finally got rid of my milk tea addiction.

However, I am hooked to white coffee instead.

I must admit, I'm not really great in coffee. Black coffee tastes like medicine. I don't know how ppl can be addicted to it. And sometimes coffee makes my heart beats faster than usual and gives me headache.

White coffee on the other hand, tastes pretty good to me coz it's not too bitter and not too sweet. Although coffee at some places can still make my heart pumps faster and gives me headache.

Then my addiction went a bit wild. I started having Kopi C (white coffee) everyday. Sometimes even having it twice a day @.@

Lately, I feel my heart pumping fast after coffee and my body starts sweating.

I think it's my body telling they don't want coffee. 

I think I should listen to my body and quit drinking coffee.

It's time to find new love.

Searching.... searching.....

Yippee.. i got what I wanted!

I used to go to gym but ever since it closed down 4 years ago, I have not been doing any frequent, systematic exercise. At first, i wasn't used it. I looked hi & low for a new gym, tried jogging outdoors, watched exercise program on youtube, joined marathon, went swimming.... but none of these lasted... I gave up after a while. Ever since then, I live my life without any exercise :P I kinda enjoy the lazy life though hehe..... No wonder people said one can develop a new habit within 3 months... 

2 years ago, many new gyms started to mushroom around the town... I was so excited and started to look into what various gyms have to offer. Some have good facilities and classes but their prices are too 'hot & spicy" (high). Some are affordable but are too far from my home. Some are close to my home but are too expensive. Hmm, life is definitely more complicated when there are too many choices! :P

After 2 years of consideration (aka procrastination), I decided to join a 24 hour gym. They have adequate machines and entrance & monthly fees are affordable... But I continued to procrastinate because I didn't like the bathroom. It sounds lame but bathroom is very very very important to me! In fact, it's the number 1 thing in my list.  Haha, the things I'm persistent at :P

Good things do come to those who wait. One of my friends' friend decided to drop out from a prestigious gym which I've been eye-ing for. And she is letting her membership go at half the price. I grabbed the deal immediately without any hesitation.... simply because it has a nice bathroom haha... The monthly fee is slightly higher than the 24 hour gym which I initially wanted to join but with free use of sauna, spa, jacuzzi, swimming pool, basement parking, towels, how could I say no? 

I went to the gym on Sunday. Wah, nice to be doing physical work out once again.  But after 29 mins of hard run, i only burned 112 calories?! @____@

waliao eh, wanna pengsan already

 Mannnn... I better think twice before I eat kolomee next time! 

Jane's back again

So Jane has left~ Actually, not yet as her flight only departs at 1.35pm later~ 

I read back to many of my old posts. In the past, whenever Jane left, i would feel 'empty' inside and would stop and stare and miss Jane..   As time goes by, that feeling is somehow getting weaker~ Hmmm... i think it's because I have grown wiser (ahem) as we come to realise that, saying goodbye only means not being together physically... we are still IN each others' hearts, which means, we have never been separated at all. wow~ my mind is still wise and clear even after sleep deprivation! I must have been 'naturally' wise hahahaha....

Jane and I did a lot during the past one week. Here is a sneak preview of some of our nightly activities~ 

Time flies when we are having fun~~

我愛雨天~

傍晚時份突然下起大雨。

泡了一杯有茉莉花香味的普洱茶，站在窗口邊喝邊看雨景。啊，我好喜歡這種感覺~ 下雨天，少了車聲人聲，彷彿世界只有我一人。好安寧！

雨天的風景特別的美。人家都說矇矓的西湖最美，大概就是這個意思吧？

在黑暗的雨中，我看著遠方那戶人家的黃色燈光，心裡突然覺得很暖暖的。我幻想，住在屋裡的人泡了一杯熱巧克力，窩在電視機前看自己喜愛的節目，還有一隻懶洋洋的貓咪躺在她的懷裡睡午覺。呵呵，這好像是我自己理想的傍晚耶~ 我不小心把内心的 OS说出来了，哈哈~

我特別喜歡晚上時間下雨，感覺世界比較和平了。下雨天打戰，多麻煩呀！

聽著滴滴噠噠的雨水聲，煩惱也自動少了一半，不知不覺讓人放鬆下來。滴滴噠噠的雨水聲給了我莫明的安全感~

滴滴噠噠的雨天最適合窩在自己的床上看一本好書，聽好聽的音樂，和家人好友聊聊天或發發呆......

還有還有，我最喜歡在滴滴噠噠的雨天裡吃咖哩。心裡暖呼呼的！

哈哈，最後那一句好殺風景！我怎麼那麼不懂詩情畫意啊？:P

I've a mail....

When i left my hometown to continue high school in aus, my old friends and I kept in touch by writing letters. Yup, i'm from THAT generation where ppl actually used their hands to write :P

Back then we didn't have email or fax and long distance phonecalls cost a bomb! We had to write on paper and then find a post office to send out our mails. Then the waiting time began. It was a loOOooong process but that's what we did last time to stay connected....

Nowadays, we only use our fingers to 'write' letters. Emails and text are so convenient, cheap and fast that I wonder how we'd lived last time! Haha.. BUT the feeling of receiving emails/texts is not quite the same as receiving old-fashioned handwritten mails. I remember back then, everytime i found a letter in my mailbox, I screamed with happiness and tore open immediately to read. I read not only once but many many many times til i remembered the content by heart.

I kept all the mails from my friends in my pretty boxes. They are my treasures. I re-read them from time to time. I just never seemed to get sick of the letters no matter how many times i read them! They remind me of the journeys i've been thru and good friends I've in my life... (^V^) *lucky*

Anyway, why am I being so sentimental today, i hear u ask. These days when i check the mailbox at home, all i find is bills from utility companies, credit card companies, phone bills, junk mails etc... ('_')

I've forgotten the happy feeling i used to have when I saw handwritten mails sitting quietly in my mailbox waiting to be discovered... until today, out of the blue, I received this....

From Jane

It's an electronic postcard she sent via her Iphone...

Ahhhhh... I really miss the good old-fashioned handwritten mails... Jane, could u pls send me one of those beautiful postcards from NZ? By airmail plssssss...?

Pondering

Time flies. In less than 1.5 months, we will be greeting 2009! Oh my, where has time gone?

While i was driving last night, i thought to myself that in 20 years time, i will be at near-retiring age!

Will i still be lost in life like how i sometimes am?

Will I still be doing what I'm doing now?

Will my life become better or worse?

Will I still look slim? Will people still look at me and say 'are you a mode?' 'No? you should be one.'? [I always say i'm too fat to be one. Is that too modest of me? ;p]

Will I be going for cosmetic surgery to look 18?

Will I this? Will I that? Will I....? Will I....?

Too many questions. Too many demands. Too many uncertainties. Too many worries. Too many fears.

I think I think too much. I need a break.

Seeing is Believing

Went to India Street with my friends today. I've been planning to go there ever since B mentioned that her mum bought a lot of papadoms there at a very cheap price to fry at home. Very economical and also healthier since we use fresher oil at home and can eat anytime and as many as we want. Actually, I bought 4 packets of papadoms in AUS but they don't taste the same. A bit too salty.

We reached India Street before 8am. We wanted to get there before the weather gets too hot and the place becomes too crowded. Had a bowl of black sticky rice soup at Open Air market to boost up our energy. kinda have craving for it that day. Not bad & only costs RM1.20. haven't had that a loOOOoong time!


After our quick breakfast, we went hunting for papadoms. Passed by several Indian stalls there. Wahhhh, i almost vomited on the spot! Jane's stories about how dirty Indian food is are right... You really have to see it with your own eyes to believe it!! I saw a lot of cockroaches and other bugs, live and dead ones right on top of the dried goods! And some look as though they have lived there for ages!!! In the cartoon world, there would be a signboard saying "Home Sweet Home" liao. I started to imagine how rats and cockroaches playing hide and seek at night. Yucks!


What's worse, the shop owners don't even bother to chase or clean them off! Aren't the owners worried that the customers will be scared off by those disgusting creatures? Obviously not because the revolting sight doesn't have any negative effect on the Indian buyers at all. May be to them, dried goods with bugs indicates fresh goods? There are many Chinese grocery stores nearby. Their dried goods look so much fresher and cleaner than the Indians'. At least I didn't see any bugs resting themselves on the goods...

My AUS friend is right ~ Indian stalls are dark and smelly. Not only that, they are dirty too. After today's trip to "Little India", I think I'm gonna say goodbye forever to Indian food. Hmm.. probably not forever. Just don't have it too often. Hmm.. may be it's alright to have a few pieces of papadoms once in a long long time... Hmm... May be no harm to drink Ginger Milk Tea more often since it doesn't involve any spices & it's good for health.... Hmmm.... May be not all Indian restaurants are dirty 不应一竹竿打翻一船人... Hmmm... may be I'm still in denial....... ;p

美丽的回忆

为何记忆里的画面总是比较美丽？

很多时候，我们为了寻找记忆里的某一些东西而失去了眼前的幸福。有些东西失去，反而更想拥有。因为怀念以前的感觉而不断的寻找代替品。也有些人，到处寻找回忆里的感觉而迷失了方向。到底我们为了什么而活着，而生存？是为了寻找未来的幸福，还是寻找失去的快乐？

记得大学食堂的Nachos非常美味。我常和大伙在那里边谈天边吃Nachos。 不知是因为周边的朋友或是当时学生时代那有限的经济能力，一盘简单快餐式的Nachos对我来说非常可口。常常连盘都差点吞下去。

离开大学后，我常常都会不由自己的想起那盘简单快餐式的Nachos。这些年来，我尝试了各种不同的Nachos。为了就是寻找当时那盘平凡的Nachos的味道。有些的价格及素质甚至比大学食堂的更贵更好，然而它们的贵气及味道仍不及记忆里的美妙。寻找了那么多年，我还是在寻找。(-_-) 我想我想念的并不是大学食堂里的Nachos，而是当时的快乐时光吧。我可能早已忘了那盘Nachos的味道了。留在记忆里的并不是那盘普通Nachos的味道而是青春时期的味道吧。或许那盘Nachos并不美味，但我不自觉的美化了记忆中那平凡的Nachos了吧。

怪不得别人都称回忆为美丽的。

明白思念的理由后，终于觉得这盘Nachos好好吃哦 ^^y

Kch Festival is here agaaaaiiin....

Used to like to go to Kch Festival. We used to go almost everynite coz it's like the place where all food (good and bad) in Kch (and those that never existed before) unite. I think I've grown wiser (u don't necessary have to be old to be wise ;p) because I realise a few things - Yes, you maybe able to get almost everything u want there but at a price:-


1) No place to sit
Everyone in Kch all come out at the same time. But where are all the tables and chairs?

2) No airconds or fans to cool u down
We have to depend on mother nature for cool weather and air.

3) No waiter/waitress to take your orders
Have to compete with other customers to see who yell the loudest so the chef can hear ur order. Also have to watch where u walk to avoid 'human collision'.

4) Low quality of food
Food is served cold and is also not fresh. Mum's cooking is ALWAYS the BEST :)

5) Make lots of rounds to find one stupid parking spot
One uneducated kancil driver actually stole our spot last year!! Felt like scratching his car but I'm a civilised person...

6) Get stuck in the traffic before/after meal
*Yawn* Are we there yet???

7) U finally find a place to sit & when u are half way thru ur meal, rain pours
Well, at least it cools us down ^V^

8) Come home in sticky body & sweat-stained (ur own sweat or strangers'??) clothes. Ur hair also smells like food (yeeewww)
Shower, Shower, Shower!!

9) Pay more to get smaller serving of food
U would be full if you spent that $ on a plate of fish & chips + a drink at Westwood!!

10) The side effect of kch fest? Gain lots of pounds
Cannot wear the only pair of jeans that u can fit into anymore. May even need to buy a new pair of jeans if u cannot get rid of the fat.

11) Gamble with ur 'future'
All hawkers claim that their food are the best in Kch. *confused* we have to find out the hard way - pay & try.......

And if you are unlucky, you LS the next day (u get to lose weight!! (more like dehydration) & take sickie too!!) or worse, vomit on the spot like He-Who-I-Cannot-Name.

These are just some of my personal opinions. Am sure some of u would agree with me hehe... Kch Fest Lover, you are welcomed to defend ur favourite event. I'm a fair person :)

Diminishing Excitement

I used to feel excited about CNY. My excitement would grew as it came closer because it was the only time I could make extra $$$. When I was youngER, 5 x Hudson sweets = 20c; 1 x soya bean milk = 20c. A $2 angpow meant a lot to me at that time because $2 = 50 x Hudson sweets or 10 x soya bean milk. Yup, $2 was a HUGE sum to me. It was enough to make me feel like Bill Gates, the richest man on earth!

Strangely, I no longer feel the same way about CNY. Everyone is busy with CNY preparation while I feel that it's just another long holiday. Is something wrong with me? WHAT HAPPEN TO ME?! May be I have turned cold blooded? May be it's because I know I won't get any angpows this yr? Am I the only person who is not excited about CNY? I'm still looking forward to CNY though. Because it is the only time I give myself excuses to fill my stomach with all the unhealhty tit bits and fizzy drinks! ahahaha... Wait a minute, I do that on Hari Raya and X'mas too! DAMN!