The Loos

A Furball of Terrorism

2010-05-18T22:10:00.006+08:00

My 3-month old son came to an air-conditioned room on 10 Feb 2010. The adoption process was completed on 28 Mar 2010 and he joined us (me and Sayang) as Rusty Koay. At first, he was this this saintly quiet puppy that wouldn't even move a feet beyond his nose.

2 months later, he became a furball of craziness that would burst into sudden dashes in the house, falling flat on his stomach and looking innocently at me. His sudden changes in behaviour from energetic to complete docileness is quite unnerving in the beginning. But being the dominant gender, Rusty showed boundless energy, love for tearing things apart, anything animated (which made me doubt getting another puppy).

Rusty loves terrorising his parents, a trait that both sets of grandparents noticed. Without the mommy and daddy, Rusty would be a lovely good boy, adored by all. Sometimes, I wonder if there is an Oscar awards for dogs, Rusty will be nominated Best Male Performance.

Besides delivering Oscar quality acting at home, Rusty is also known as Poo-Boy and Pee-Boy for the endless amount of excrement he produces. Favourite pooping ground is always the newspapers but if you leave your favourite magazine on the floor...then beware.

Paradise Worship

2008-08-20T20:58:00.002+08:00

Moving,
Powerful,
Meaningful,
Moving,
Full of Love For God

Those were the feelings in me when I attended last Sunday's service when the Paradise Community Church's Worship Team took the worship session. I haven't heard a team like that for a very long time and it was amazing to know how God can bless people with gifts to touch hearts.

Stamps, For Real?

2008-03-08T17:40:00.002+08:00

Many would describe me as an outgoing and extroverted person with a typical "bimbo" preference for hobbies such as shopping and movies. But to the surprise of many, I collect stamps. A hobby which started out unintentionally and purely from a need to find a hobby to present to the teacher as part of my primary school assignment.

Usually, hobbies don't last for long if it had started out without interest but during the initial years, I was racing with my friends to see who can collect more stamps. Naturally, I listed the help of my relatives to add to my dwindling collection. Grandpa decided to give me his stamps seeing that he had a few books and cousin Andy didn't know how to appreciate it then. I took the stamps and transferred those into a much newer and nicer album. Uncle Charlie gave me a small pile from his flying experience while Auntie Christine gave me her pen pal's stamps.

Yesterday, when I open my stamp collection because Cynthia gave me some, I was surprised to find that I have stamps which are older than me. Then, it struck me - I have stamps which are considered quite priceless in my collection. Not 1 or 2 old stamps but majority of it are very old.

Inspired by the value of the stamps, I am now resuming my collection by seeking help from Hoey Lit and Hoey Sheen to gather stamps from their international friends and travels. This would be my give to our Loo family in the future...a gift of history.

Election Fever

2008-03-08T17:26:00.002+08:00

It's POLLING day and everyone is up early to vote for their fav candidate. I came back to JB to vote and being my first election, I was a little excited. Good thing someone sent me a "Dummie's Guide To Voting" earlier which portrayed a picture-by-picture step to voting. A good thing because I was taken aback by the formality of the voting process. Since my area is considered a new polling district, not many showed up to vote and as such, I was given undivided attention from the election workers. Quite saddening to know that I didn't have many choices and between the 2 parties, there wasn't much consideration required to choose.

Papa's constituency is in Tebrau and it was much nicer there cause there were so many people waiting to vote. Even the aunties and older folks were discussing their choice openly. Quite fun to see their discussion. Some were even asking whom to vote at this point of time. Wow...I thought the decision should have been made earlier for a better future and not at that point of time as a whimsical choice based on popularity (Malaysian aunties...an amazing breed).

Christmas 2007

2007-12-25T15:58:00.000+08:00

Woke up today morning by mum and this Christmas is far the weirdest I have had. Spent a whole morning vacumning the inside of the car with Mum's new power vacumn cleaner. Didn't realise that the 11 year old Satria's inside is SO DIRTY! Had to change the vacumn cleaner's water twice and each time, it looks murky foamy brown water. Bro was the expert on using this new vacumn cleaner. Even the piano was not spared of the cleaning process. It received a new coat of polish (bright and beautiful now).

Then, Ah-Choo and her family came to make "tang yuen" (sweet balls) which took forever to make because her 2 children were more of a hassle rather than helping. I think good intentions in this case ended up in more work fore everyone. At the end, the "tang yuen" which took half a day to roll and cook, finished in less than 10 minutes.

Dad took to painting the scratch marks on the Satria (courtesy of Hoey Sheen as a new driver). Didn't realise the car had that many scratches. But now, the car looks as good as new through the workmanship of brushpainting cannot be compared to those of airbrushing.

It's 4.10pm now so I wonder what will happen through the day. Sheen is still at Pastor's house, cleaning the place after the Christmas Party for the youth last night.

Indecent Exposure

2007-03-14T10:12:00.000+08:00

Yesternight, after having the instant noodle which I was craving for since Penang and while I was watching MTV, I heard thudding sounds from my backyard. Feeling lazy, I decided to ignore the sounds but it became more persistent. Finally, I turn my head to the left to see what was the source of the sound. My heart froze.

I saw a man throwing stones at my backyard window to get my attention. That wasn't the scary part but immediately, I recognised the familiarity in that man's frame and behaviour of throwing stones. This was the man who indecently exposed himself to me approximately 6 months ago at the same location.

Approximately 6 months ago, while I was studying for my LLB Part 2 in the dining hall which had a 3-frame window facing the backyard. With my back to the window, I was engrossed in my studies and suddenly, a stone whizzed past me and landed within a short ruler distance from me. I turned around to see a man throwing stones and calling out, "Mel".

Thinking that he was Mel's friend, I went to the backyard to open the wooden door to speak to him. His first words were, "Is Mel around?"

I said, "No, Mel is not around" which was a big mistake because I just revealed that I was home alone. He, then started to whank himself in front of me to which I promptly close the back door. My heart thumping and my hands shaking, realising that I am home alone and worried for my safety. I called Koko Mike and Mel to come home immediately which they did. Having searched the neighbourhood, they couldn't find him. No surprise, he probably would have bolted knowing that I made a call to friends.

Yesternight's incident relived that fear again. The fear of knowing that my sister is coming to stay with me and might be home alone freaked me out. Knowing that Mel will be travelling out most of the time and will not be returning early scares me. Realising that this pervert is observing my timing at home scares me. Bad enough I had a brush with a stalker not too long ago and now, I have to deal with a serial pervert which seems to be targetting my home.

So much for a boring life with all these happening within such a short time frame.

Learning To Trust Once More

2007-03-12T15:31:00.000+08:00

When the heart has been wounded again and again in the same spot, each hit slices deeper into the same wound, making the wound impossible to heal. The wound bleeds continuously and one day, it bleeds dry and the heart dies.

My heart was wounded this way by someone I loved and after a year, I plucked up the courage to even considering dating once more. The final cut left an invisible scar which acted as a warning against loving. Till now, the scar remains and reminds me of the pain that I went through not too long ago.

Many advices came and left their messages imprinted in me. One of is that to love once more is to trust love again. How does one trust easily especially after the immeasurable hurt? There is no easy way out. Never to trust love is never loving again. And by doing that, I'm taking my own chance to find love.

"Take that step to love. You can't live your life avoiding trust and love. Make that baby step and with each step, you will learn to trust love more and more".

I took that baby step, only to find out that the baby step is not an easy step. There are so many hurdles that I have to face in order to leave my comfort zone of "not-trusting love". Its easy to say that I should trust once more but in reality, it takes a lot of emotional strength to face the fear of hurt. My first step is already wobbly - how shall I proceed with another step?

Family

2007-03-07T16:21:00.000+08:00

While reading the article below, tears welled in my eyes to feel the truth of our own selfish ways. A simple truth - we don't show the people we love that we love them. I read this article twice and on both occasions, I cried because I felt so guilty. Guilty of doing the same to people I love. My heart wrenched in pain as I struggled to feel the hurt that my loved ones felt when I scolded them, vented my temper or frustrations on them. Innocent victims of our own selfish need to release our disappointment, frustration, irritation on something or someone. Why the people you love?

A reminder to myself - NEVER TO TREAT MY LOVED ONES POORLY

Family

2007-03-07T16:15:00.000+08:00

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?
So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

Habitual Claims

2007-02-25T09:15:00.000+08:00

Each one of us has a childhood habit which we would resume whenever at home or in need of comfort. These habits don't go away even till one turns middle-aged and I find that quite interesting. Some of the habits I have seen:

Rubbing on cotton puffs that appear on bedsheets
Smelling a stinky old pillow which is covered in drool
Feeling the apex of pillows, collars or anything sharp
Chewing on lips
Cracking of fingers
Digging of nose wax and eating it
Touching the upper cleft of the lip

This is rather common among Malaysians and I wonder why? It is because we adopt this sub-consciously when we see our parents doing the same? I don't remember what are my parents' habits but each one of us children has a habit. Our parents tried to stop us initially from the habits but eventually, gave up trying for it seem harmless to them. In a weird way, having a childhood habit is comforting whenever one is sad, lonely or misses home provided it is not disgusting.

Fighting Sleep

2007-02-25T00:21:00.000+08:00

Nodding head, watery eyes, spinning mind, slurring of speech (sounding more like speech impediment), aching neck and slowness of action. These are clear signs that one needs to sleep but young people (I mean teens and young adults) try to fight sleep frequently. I wonder why?

Right now, I am sleepy but I'm struggling to stay awake. Time is precious and to spend so much time sleeping is a waste. That is my only reason. As a result of this reasoning and habitual fighting of sleep, my body has adjusted itself to minimise sleep. Hence, the puffy and dark eye bags which have taken permanent residence under my eyes.

Hoey Theen

Giving Up Its Soul

2007-02-24T23:59:00.000+08:00

"NO! Please don't die on me now. You are my lifeline to the world outside. You kept me informed on the latest news and made me a part of the world. Without you I would die, too."

Those were the last words I uttered to a dying friend. I was devastated to know that his time was up as I struggled to accept this sad truth. Nevertheless, he had been a faithful friend for the past 2 years. To think that his time is up, it is indeed a difficult passing for me.

My SAMSUNG mobile has been my life partner in these years. Going through thick and thin with me, he is now aged, physically worn out and handicapped in many ways. After dunking in toilet bowls, dipping in drains and falling from great heights, this faithful friend survived all challenges.

Finally, he has reached a time where he lost his eyesight. No longer able to see text, my friend can now only see lines. All numbers and words are lost. Just like Van Gogh, his eyesight deteriorated to a point it has become an abstract world to me. I can no longer see the world through my friend's eyes and as such, it is time for retirement.

Arranging for my friend's retirement is almost like a death sentence to me. My connection to the world has been cut. No outgoing calls or messages. I cannot even read the incoming messages. Alone since his death, I relunctantly seek a new friend to replace the void I feel. My search revealed many potential friends but my shortlisted friends are only the SAMSUNG touch screen or the SONY ERICSON W300i. Which shall I choose?

I like both but I can only manage 1 friend at a time. Before I choose my next friend, I would rather mourn the death of my old faithful mate. A sad goodbye, my mourning days will last till my sadness disappears and a new friend reappears.

Hoey Theen

Robbed of Innocence

2007-02-24T02:31:00.000+08:00

While watching television with her uncle, a child of 5 was asked a peculiar question, "Can I put my hands in your panties?" The child didn't know if that was ok or not and the uncle just shoved his hands in. The little child then felt it was wrong and that she was very dirty. No amount of cleaning could make her feel clean again. The thought haunted her whenever she is alone. She, then only realised it was wrong but why was it wrong?

A young child exposed to molestation is a common societal problem yet many choose to deny the ugly truth because they do not know how to deal with it. The difficult part of acceptance usually deals with the person committing the crime. This is usually a person close to the victim and family. Closeness is associated with acceptance into the family circle and trust in that person. An act of molestation breaches this very trust and the familiarity surrounding this person. How does a parent deal with the change in reality? Many choose denial as the safest route or postponement as a way of buying time before dealing with the situation. Both can be detrimental to a child.

In the case study above, the child took another 14 years before telling her parents the truth to protect her younger siblings. The mother took the news in tears and started to take precautions for the safety of the younger ones. Words of comfort and offers of counselling were given. While the father took the news silently and never spoke a word of it to another.

What does this mean to the child? The act alone left scars of guilt, fear, pain and doubt in the child. Even though, by no means was this the fault of the child, she didn't know this and yet these negative feelings settled in a child as young as 5. The child was forced to learn to deal with these emotions at a tender age and took on the responsibility to protect her siblings at a price. The price of innocence and trust. The child could not trust any man as easily as before and this affected her relationships. The child, now a grown woman, has to face the ghost of her past even till today.

The moral education today should include an area of study and that is the right of a child. Not that I'm condemning the current syllabus but it should include a variety of important common knowledge such as rights to one's childhood and preservation.

Parents should take not be afraid to ask the child occasionally if he/she is uncomfortable with any adult and why. Such a question will open avenues to what the child is experiencing. In conclusion, a traumatic experience such as molestation leaves a life-long scar on any child and it must be addressed and allowed to heal for the victim to resume a normal life.

Hoey Theen

Obsession with Slimness

2007-02-23T13:33:00.000+08:00

"I Need To Slim Down"
"I'm Too Fat"
"I Must Lose Weight"

Sounds familiar? I said the same something along that line and I was literally shouted down by loads of people. This obsession with keeping thin is not an uncommon syndrome, believe me. A lot of people worship this mantra and it is forever on their lips however, like most mantras - we are paying only lip-service to it. NATO (No Action, Talk Only).

Some of the interesting dieting programmes:

Eat only vegetables and no meat. This diet only applies on working days. No dieting on public holidays or weekends.
Diet before CNY to lose weight and eat as normal during CNY

Dieting programmes only work if one combines it with exercise and discipline to keep off fatty foods (Jojo definitely cannot be on a diet after the porky meal).

My toning mantra:

Less Carbs
Less Fats
Less Sugar
Jog on Alternate Days
200 Crunches on Alternate Days

Does it work? YES! It does. Don't believe me...try it out for 2 months without eating more but cut half of what one normally eats and TRusT me! This thing really works.

Hoey Theen

Finding the Right Fit

2007-02-23T09:54:00.000+08:00

2 days ago, I pondered over a dress I was going to wear to a friend's wedding and I skimmed through my current collection. Sadly, nothing met up to my expectations. The dress must not overshine the bride for she is after all, the princess of the night, and the dress must not be so plain that it doesn't complement me. My current collection is rather boring to me because I've seen it so many times. Some are too extravagant to wear to a wedding while some are just too casual. I contemplated whether I should get another dress ie from Topshop or Miss Selfridge. At this point in time, I fancy a pom-pom dress but I have yet to see one in the shops.

I asked myself, "Why all this trouble to dress up?" Knowing myself, I don't dress up for weddings on 1 simple ground but this time, I'm making the exception to dress. Maybe because I haven't been playing dress up for dinners for a long time or because a certain person might be going. Maybe. Unless I see the right dress, I doubt I would get myself another dress. I'll probably save this for a date. Hei! Come to think about this...I have a lovely dress which will be perfect for this wedding night. Something that won't scream yet lovely enough for me to appreciate the dress. Found the right fit.

Finding the right fit triggered my mind on another issue, "Marriage". Many people mistaken temporal passion for love and thinking that they have found the 'right fit', they marry, only to find out that the partner is not the 'right fit' during the marriage. Is love so elusive that people nowadays cannot recognise it? I am tempted to say that emotional immaturity in young marriages increases the chance of finding the wrong fit but this temptation will hold no ground, for many seasoned marriages resulted in divorces, too. I'm more inclined to believe that finding the right fit in a life partner starts with crushes which develop into love as defined by the desire to remain commited to one another.

So, how do one know if they have found the right fit? Not an easy task but one thing is for sure, when you found the right fit - you will know it at once that you would want to be with that person for the rest of your life. Eternal love in a marriage is knowing that you cannot live without that person and both will work to make it last. Who said love was easy? Falling in love is easy, remaining in love is not easy.

So many friends and family made the mistake of associating sex with love. I call this lust and it is definitely not love. Lust induces similar emotions as crushes and infatuations but it is further propelled by hormonal desire. Thus, it is often mistaken as love. Western values of pre-marital sex which was frowned upon by our Eastern families, is now prevalent among the society. As such, increasing the cases of abortions due to unwanted pregnancies. 15 minutes of pleasure and a lifelong commitment ensues. All I can say is that 'Think before You Do".

Hoey Theen

Falling Sick During CNY

2007-02-23T09:08:00.000+08:00

After sleeping for what felt like a million years this CNY, my eyebags have finally disappeared and I don't look so trashed. But knowing my schedule, I think this is only temporal till my work begins. Reality has its interludes of rest.

With so much sleep, I thought this was going to be a restful holiday. Instead, I fell sick. Here are my signs and symptoms:

Nose is runny so I made loads of "wantan"
Left ear feels congested and pressurised so I'm a bit deaf there
Left side of the throat feels like a knife has been stuck there permanently
Stomach ache in the middle of the night, depriving me of peaceful sleep
Diarrhea (needless to describe this torture)
Lethargic to the point I sleep more than usual
Sudden loss of appetite
Head feels pressurised and feverish but no fever
Cold when everyone else is feeling hot

All in all, I feel like an invalid and super miserable. I can't even have my orange juice (my usual comfort drink when I'm sick) because its too cooling for my cold. Mum was great in trying to make me feel comfortable. Shall I visit the dr or not? Right now, I can still handle the symptoms but in the middle of the night when I don't have enough sleep and feel miserable, that is when I need medicine most. My fav line, "I'll think about it".

Hoey Theen

The Fascination of Fashion

2007-02-22T17:47:00.000+08:00

Women and men alike spends precious dollars on the latest seasons' collection only to wear it for a year or 2 before it is chucked aside in a corner of the wardrobe. The fashionistas would only wear it for 3 months before the season ends or risk social ostracisation for being outdated. Like it or not, many of us would rather put on a piece that would garner praises and admiration from peers than to allow an old garb drap our bodies. Even accessories and make-up should reflect the season's latest colours. To the least, either the accessories, make-up or clothes must be fashionable if one cannot afford a complete set.

Why the desire? What is fashionable? Has society taught us that being fashionable means following what is dictated by a niche group of designers? These designers will hold no power over the society if society doesn't grant it the power in the first place. Amongst these designers, a power of struggle ensues for market domination. Who gets the bigger piece of the pie? Who is more popular among the society? Further enforced by the globalisation of mass media, "fashionable" is an optimal condition desired by the society with rewards of admiration from peers and confidence in self.

Not denying that I myself is a victim of wanting to be fashionable, I find myself subjected to the same desire. My vanity has led me to buying loads of clothes and shoes. Some which I have not worn yet. I spent hours watching "World Fashion" to see what is in the latest season.Though a fashion vain-pot, I am not one to throw out outdated clothings. I believe these designers set the pace of what is fashionable but personal style is an element which makes fashion unique.

My favourite styles are those which are simple in cutting which requires the wearer to make the dress stands out. Simple yet incorporating a touch of ruffles, lace, or an outstanding element ie collar, belt or sleeve. A cross between demure and confidence, romance and reality - that is what I deem personal fashion.

Hoey Theen

Infatuation, Crushes and Love

2007-02-22T13:18:00.000+08:00

Signs & Symptoms

Sweaty palms that doesn't dry no matter how many times you wipe it on your skirt.
Mouth that suddenly becomes dry and no amount of saliva can seem to make it normal once more.
Heart pumps so fast and hard that you wonder if anyone can hear it. In fact, it sounds louder than the music in the car.
Sudden shyness which makes you do stupid things.
Time stops and passes so quickly. Don't know how this happens but it does.
Heart brims with happiness every time that person emails, sms or calls.
Constant desire to be in that person's presence.
Blushes whenever that person is being discussed or mentioned by friends or family.

Definitions

Infatuation : Foolish or all-absorbing attraction
Crushes: Intense short-lived infatuation
Love: Best described in the 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

"Love is patient, Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in truth.It always protects, trusts, hopes and perseveres. Love never fails."

Case Study: A girl likes a guy and experiences the above signs and symptoms

Which of the 3 conditions is the girl experiencing?
Can it be that the beginning is always an infatuation or a crush which can develop into love if the other party reciprocate?
How does one differentiates real love from a rebounded crush?
Love is beyond mere feelings, it is a condition which demands the whole self to be "in love" and not just the heart.

Hoey Theen

It is OK to be single

2007-02-22T09:39:00.000+08:00

Is it such an amazement that I do not have a BF at the age of 27? That seems to be everyone's question when I visited my relatives this CNY. I see the look of wonder on their faces each time I answer "no" and it makes me question myself, "Am I normal?". I think I am normal considering that I am quite contented to be single at this point of time. The perks are definitely interesting now but no...people still highlight that its not normal. Somehow, society has defined normal as having a BF in your mid-20s and those who do not are given looks that say "poor thing".

Even dad and mum get worried at times. Mum resorted to telling me that I shouldn't be so picky while dad told me to go for social outings more often to meet new people. Friends are setting me up with their single friends. What is this? Am I such a SAD (Single, Alone and Desperate) case?

Are my expectations for a dream guy too difficult to achieve? Some said yes while others wish me luck because they never saw one like that. My sis asked me to list my criteria in a man and once I started rattling away, she stopped me at mid-point and said, "I think you are asking for too much. I would also want a man like that". I'm beginning to think that I'm joining the ranks of spinsterhood.

On the other hand, some friends remain so optimistic that I would find my Mr Right in time to come. Maybe they are right...that time will come or has it arrived(*wink*)?

Hoey Theen

Weird Remarks During CNY

2007-02-22T09:19:00.000+08:00

Of Boyfriends and Girlfriend

Auntie: How old are you?
HT: 27
Auntie: When are you getting married?
HT: I don't even have a BF, how to get married?
Auntie: Is your bro dating?
HT: No
Auntie: Are your sisters dating?
HT: No
Auntie: Why isn't anyone dating in the family?
HT: I don't know?

Dad had been visiting Mum's 5th sis for the past 28 years and that sis asked:

Auntie: What is your name?
Dad (in surprise): Tony

Recognising Relatives

Dad: We are visiting 2nd Aunt
Children: Who?
Dad: My 2nd Aunt, your grandma's sister
Children: Who?
Dad: The one who stays in Tmn XXX
Children: Who?
Dad: The one who stays in front of the playground
Children: Oh....yeah....that one

Dad: We are visiting "A Bak Chik"
Children: Who?
Dad: One of your relatives on grandma's side. We always visit them. Remember, the boys are about your age.
Children: Who?
Dad: The one who always serve us mee siam with mushrooms and longans
Children: Oh....that one.

Dad: Next stop is Uncle Cheah's place
Children: Who?
Dad: He was my landlord for many years when I was a bachelor. We visited his house last year.
Children: Who?
Dad: The one who always makes us 'Top Hats (ala Pai Tees)'
Children: Oh...that one.

Hoey Theen

A Stressful and Sleepy Year of the Boar

2007-02-22T08:33:00.000+08:00

Of all the CNY, this one is the most stressful one because I drove my housemate's car. The pressure of handling another's car hung heavily over me as I manouvered this giant car. Surprisingly, this car is very comfortable to drive. Got me thinking that I might want to consider a saloon car insteaad of a cute and dashingly striking red MyVi. Dad's car statistic revealed that red cars get into more accidents than any other colour. I wonder why? Still...I'm determined to get the red baby. Anyway, my history of accidents is legendary so...why bother to change that perception though I HAVEN'T GOTTEN INTO AN ACCIDENT FOR OVER 2 YEARS.

I slept a lot this holiday, too. Maybe my body realised that it has been sleep-deprived and knowing that this is holiday season, it just gives up being energetic and decides to rejuvenate. I slept literally everywhere; in the car while waiting for my parents, in my relative's house, at home while everyone is changing clothes for dinner and immediately upon reaching home in the night after visitations. I'm still sleepy now even though I have slept for 8 hours last night.

Back to CNY, here's how it went:

CNY's Reunion Dinner

Hungry people who waited patiently for the glorious feast that was prepared by Mum, Hoey Theen and Hoey Lit. Mum did the curry rendang chicken and fishball soup, Hoey Theen did the kicap manis fish and vege, while Mum supervised the cooking of the chicken pong teh. The cooking went smoothly except for the little beige scavenger who kept hovering near the stove for scraps.

Visitations

Getting ready for our visitations...means we wait and sleep on the bed while mum puts on her makeup and dad waits in the car.

Playing cards with Cin Cau (oops... I mean Chin Hao)... Btw, getting Chin Hao as your partner in the game of 'Bridge' is as good as losing, parents and relatives catching up with each other in English and Hokkien (the part which lost most of us and we zoned out elsewhere), making uncles and aunties serve us drinks and entertaining ourselves.

When Bored

Out of boredom, we took photos of our silhoulettes, played with Cookie and Duchie though they were more interested in car rides, being juvenile and lazing.

That's CNY in Malacca for us. Did I mention that it was sweltering hot there and constantly inadequate food as no shops were open. I was in constant hunger and sleepiness throughout the trip but thanks to my parents' desire to ensure their offsprings are well-fed...all I had to say was "hungry" and I'll get food ASAP.

Hi's and bye's

2007-02-11T23:59:00.000+08:00

Come get to know me,
I am waiting,
Let's connect.

I hate merely hi's and bye's,
Be around at least,
So we can be friends.

Hoey Lit

Photojournalism

2007-02-05T15:23:00.000+08:00

Director Leon is very happy that war is over!

Sweet Kenneth praised my photography skills for Saturday. Apparently, I should switch my course to photojournalism:) with such good talent for a first timer convering the Hall Play event "Letters from the Frontline". I was emcee cum part-time photographer.

On the other hand, my emcee skills are not that impressive, the curtain was nearly knocking me down when it was closing. Who cares? Great show.

Gotham Penthouse's Boys

2007-02-01T09:56:00.000+08:00

Po Ling and Wan Yi have been planning a clubbing trip to Ministry of Sound for one year. It was never fulfilled until yesterday. So there was a bevy of girls out on a Wednesday night. Ironic, Po Ling felt guilty and said " Can I bring my lecture notes?" ????? Well, it will be cool to study in a club.

At 12 am, we went into Gotham Penthouse to catch the Odessey - a dance act of 5 hot guys from Johannesburg (imagine a bulkier Backstreet Boys that dance but don't sing). Initially we thought it was a strip show. Thank goodness it wasn't. I would have grossed out.

Hoey Lit

Risk ...Reward

2007-01-31T00:24:00.000+08:00

The higher the reward, the higher the risk.

Hoey Lit

The tennis match that we lost.....and that sucks.

2007-01-31T00:20:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, Wen Yan and I played tennis doubles against Eusoff Hall. Though we were leading by 8-3 initially, we started making mistakes and gave the match to them on a silver platter. Damn. I should practice more.

My intelligent racquet deserves a more skillful owner.

Hoey Lit

the static age

2007-01-30T23:01:00.000+08:00

I like the static age...have been listening to their "cherry red", "vertigo", "blank screen" and etc. Described as a post dance punk band, they are a quiet bunch of people. The music is never loud but it has a pulsing gloomy yet fun melody. Their music makes you reminiscense about the past yet imagine about the future.
Beware, listening to it more than 5 times makes the band intolerable.

http://www.purevolume.com/thestaticage

Han Yang just gave a half-paralysed zebrafish to Po Ling. The poor fish was injected with transgenic gene to induce paralysis during ecology class, the paralysis will last for a few weeks. Apparently, the fish's two other buddies committed suicide by jumping out of the aquarium. Sigh...all in the name of science and education, even small fish are suffering.

Hoey Lit

Be An Al-Cheapo Valentine

2007-01-04T18:26:00.000+08:00

NEWS RELEASE
A BORING VALENTINE? I DON’T THINK SO

BANDAR SUNWAY, 18 JAN - Every February, across the country, chocolates, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of Valentine’s Day. Be an el-cheapo and win yourself a Valentine’s gift for your loved ones without spending a single cent. Steps to becoming a cheapo:

1. See cheap looking 4x8 board beside the Concierge
2. Choose one of the gifts in the board
3. Borrow the pen from the Concierge. Don’t bring your own
4. Mark on contest form provided by the Concierge
5. Remember, fill in all details or you won’t get your al-cheapo gift IF YOU DO WIN
6. Keep the pen and walk off, pretending that you didn’t hear the Concierge Assistant calling you to return the pen.
7. Do not return to the Concierge

By the way, as with all contest, the fine prints indicate that you have to spend a minimum of RM100 in a single receipt to qualify for this contest. Our advice is to dig the rubbish bin to find any unwanted receipts and use that to participate in this exciting contest. Better still, stand by cashier counters and grab the receipt before it is given to the customer.

To the sponsors, you are mentioned because I have no choice but to put your name here. I have no intention of giving free publicity as this is work for me and no benefit at all BUT I HAD NO CHOICE!

______________________________________________
Media enquiries, please contact

Ms Loo Hoey Theen
Senior Public Relations Executive
X Group Sdn Bhd
Tel: 03 7494 31XX
Fax: 03 7492 62XX

Christmas Pics with Cell

2007-01-03T20:03:00.000+08:00

Hot Chickies of the Kuku Cell

(Shocker Award of the Year goes to Min Litt for that outrageously HOT zebra-striped dress and boots, Glamour Queen Kim shines in her dazzling PINK necklace)

Me and my little Bro (no doubt the cutest guy in town that night and coupled with the SUPER SMART tie and suit...he is out to melt hearts)
(Kuku Cell Chickies in their Christmas garbs) Lian Khin looks deliciously pretty in that black and white dress. Someone needs to get her a cute guy to match the pretty gal.

Growing Pile of Work

2007-01-03T19:37:00.000+08:00

After 5 days away from work, I thought I would have a good holiday and break but mana tahu, my neck is already aching by now. I have loads of work to do but somehow, I can't seem to finish my work. How I wish I can just tumble into bed right now and snuggle in the warmness of my comforter. Then, turn on the night light to watch a happy, romantic comedy. I'm not in a mood for any negativity right now because I'm super TIRED and STRESSED!

My ways of DE-STRESSING:

1. A bath tub filled with warm therapeutic essence (rose for feminity, sea minerals to refresh, wisteria for pampering, strawberry for sweetness).
2. A box of Ferrero Rocher and a cold citrus drink in front of a romantic comedy.
3. Lying on the bed with the lights off and a GOOD CD.
4. Harry Potter's 7th book and the handphone OFF.
5. Shopping and actually getting good deals.
6. Everyone disappears and I get the piano to myself.
7. Aromatherapeutic massage (not greedy but 4 hours will be great).
8. Writing articles on topics that I'm passionate about.
9. Cleaning up the house.
10. Rearranging my cubicle.

Shopping For Slacks

2007-01-02T09:50:00.000+08:00

Woke up early to jog but couldn’t get any of my sis to wake up at 9am. Looks like I had to wait for them to wake up. PIGLETS!

Finally, I got the last piggy to wake up because we had to get Hoey Sheen a pair of new slacks for her job at the kindergarten. She had lost so much weight that all her pants look too big for her which is a good sign coz she is beginning to look pretty. I can’t wait for the final completion of her slimming diet.

We decided Tebrau City was going to be our shopping destination because MNG, TopShop and all were having sale. After 5 hours of walking, we finally decided on a pair of army pants for Hoey Sheen and she looks great in them! She now wears a size 8 for Dorothy Perkins (which is the smallest size) and I bet a few weeks from now, she will be wearing a size 8 for TopShop (right now, size 10 for TopShop).

Hoey Lit … she got herself a pair of super tight jeans which accentuates her ass nicely. Lucky her. I look like I’ve got a flat ass when I wore the jeans. There goes my chance of getting any other cutting besides Levi’s. Being this thin is no fun when it comes to finding clothes. Whoever said that it was easy to find clothes, PLEASE! Come and try to be me when shopping to experience “depressive shopping syndrome” (DSS) – a disorder that is triggered by the impossibility of finding the right skirt in the right size or the unavailability of size for the preferred design.

Thank goodness I didn’t have to endure DSS this time because I got myself a G2000 blouse (a beautiful and green collared blouse with soft glowing lines and chiffon lining). Can’t imagine what I’m describing? Its just a collared G2000 blouse but I’ve been eyeing this piece since last year and I can’t believe that its going for 50%!

While we trying out clothes, one of us had a brainwave for each to buy the same baby T and wear this for family outings. We never wore the same outfits since we were young and we got super excited over this.

Our aim: To wear this baby T in our individual style and make it look GOOD!

When we got home, the first thing we did was to try out the baby T in different styles and the results – fantabulous!

Hoey Sheen : Playful, cute and cheeky charm with her usual style of “carefree-ness”

Hoey Lit: Casual chic with style

Hoey Theen: Still haven’t decided on the combo because all my clothes are back in Subang.

To see the results of this “Sisterhood Baby T” fashion statement, stay tuned for more updates or better still, catch us LIVE at FGT’s Sunday Service this week.

Countdown to 2007 with CSI

2007-01-02T09:36:00.000+08:00

3, 2, 1….zzz…zzz… that was what I was doing during the new year’s countdown. Tired after staying up late the night before and spending a whole day with the family. All of us were watching CSI Season 6 (the whole series in a night) which was quite fun, between channel surfing on our new satellite channels. My favourite which incidentally was also Hoey Lit’ fav is the World Fashion Channel which features the latest trends in fashion. Next was Trace TV, a channel similar to Malaysia’s MTV and Channel V but this is European based. Poor Dad and bro had to endure our endless fascination with fashion, criticism of “ugly” designs and raves about those that we like. I guess we only found out that they were bored when we heard Dad snoring in the background.

Hoey Sheen went for her countdown party after our New Year’s eve dinner which was the fabulously delicious “pong teh” chicken and “chai sim” soup. Dad cooked and I was supposed to help but I slept through the afternoon. Must be sleep compensation after all the deprivation earlier this month. Living on barely 5-6 hours of sleep each day and sometimes, less has a very tiring effect on the poor mind.

In the afternoon, all of us went to Willy’s new house in Mount Austin and the house was ideally nice for a couple or young family. Gated, clean, spacious, plenty of parking space, cooling and quiet. The best part – it was superbly reasonable at only RM190,000. Can’t imagine getting a deal like that in Subang – MISSION IMPOSSIBLE! We didn’t get our chocolate fondue as promised by Kok Peng, but we had chocolates instead during our gossip session (as usual for girls) while the guys had a gala time shouting over their Playstation football game.

A Rustic Thailand

2006-12-30T17:33:00.000+08:00

Cable TV is supposed to bring the world to your living room without having to step out and spend expensive dollars to see the world. This purpose was achieved when I watched The Lonely Planet on Thailand but what cable TV couldn’t give me was the experience of being in Thailand itself. The air was humid with a laidback and rustic traditional lifestyle which is so different from Malaysia. People were still travelling around in “tuk-tuk” which is a different version of the trishaw and instead of a bicycle, it is motorcycle attached to a cart, which is used to move cart passengers around.

Culture and Lifestyle

The whole city is an oxymoron of cultures and lifestyle. The contrast is slightly unnerving to my pampered senses. Suddenly, I felt ashamed of my “taken for granted” lifestyle which I complained every now and then. People were so poor that little girls as young as my youngest sister were trying to sell themselves to white foreigners to earn that little bit of cash. Competition was so tough among the girls that prices to “buy” one of these girls became very low. Even pregnant women were trying to make a sale. I had to walk past these women who operate at roadside bars every night and it saddens me to see that tourists are actually encouraging this flesh trade. The bars are perpetually flocked with tourists. A very pathetic sight as tourists from developed country is using money for cheap thrills with these destitute women. The older ones show signs of weariness from engaging in this trade on long term basis while the younger ones have to grit their mouths and endure the weird and sadist requests from these tourists. This is only a close-up view of the culture.

In the background, high-rise buildings such as the biggest mall in South East Asia and posh buildings cater for the rich and elite. The malls have brands that even Singapore malls do not carry. One of the malls actually has retailers selling Ferraris, BMWs, Lamborghinis and Porsche. In this mall, people were dressed to the nines and carrying expensive bags while the people on the streets are still very much rooted in tradition and fashion is a luxury that cannot be afforded by the street people.

It was weird to see “tuk-tuks” amidst Toyota Vios and expensive Mercs. The road system is so undeveloped that traffic jams is a world-understood situation in Bangkok. Trying to negotiate the traffic is virtually impossible. To move that few meters take hours, people resorted to walking to save time. Pavements are cracked, tiles missing from the pavement, uneven pavements – these are just part of life in Bangkok.

Despite the prevalence of the poverty, people were comfortable with their lifestyle. The level of complacency amidst the community surprises me. Malls could display their wares without fears of petty thefts. Petty theft crimes is not a societal problem as compared to Malaysia. What makes the people behave this way? Malaysia has better educated people and higher income society yet the crime rate is higher. Theft is usually a crime of destitution yet Thais hold more pride and dignity than resorting to this.

Food

Local fare dots the street as women try to sell their produce to passer-bys. Fried insects, duck mee, beef noodles and pok-pok salad are commonly seen. I had wanted to try some of these foods but the hygiene level killed my appetite. Food sellers used bare hands to handle food and I doubt they clean their hands each time they handle something apart from food. Squatting by the roadside, putting the bare hands into baskets to pull out a handful of mee and washing the used bowls in basins of used water don’t appeal to my normally hygienic self. My stomach churned at the sight of the clogged drains by these vendors. I ended up not trying any street food.

Shopping

Having visited almost every mall in Bangkok, I could safely agree that shopping for variety in high-brands is a must for elites. I loved the white, clean and spacious design of the malls – conducive to my already ‘finely-tuned’ shopping instincts. However, I was not in Bangkok to shop for high-end brands, I was there for the al-cheapo produce. Having battled sweaty people on the streets and balancing on the uneven pavements, I finally had my chance to visit MBK and Patpong for these al-cheopo stuff. Sadly, the regular influx of tourists has already acclimatised the locals to the bargaining skills of these tourists. Thus, inflated prices make shopping a bit pricy. Much bargaining to bring down the price does not justify the effort taken purchase the item. Moroever, due to the limited time frame to shop, I couldn’t shop much.

Thailand, I will be back but for the cultural aspect. Looks like shopping for me will be in countries such as the Americas, Europe, Australia and not this cultural-rich country.

Christmas Dinner 2006 @ Sheesh Mahal

2006-12-26T18:54:00.000+08:00

After watching A Night At The Museum, I have to declare that the movie is funny in a Ben Stiller way. Expected yet he makes you feel that it is unexpected. Who would have guess that wax statutes would have hearts of gold. Anyway, after the movie, we (me, Lian Khin, Mel, Daphnie, Mike and Joel) decided to take our Christmas Dinner at a Pakistani Restaurant, "Sheesh Mahal" which was Sheesh! This is not that mahal after all.

We had Palak Paneer (killer minced spinach with cottage cheese), Beef Vindaloo, Lamb Masala (I think), Almond Kulfi (ice-cream with spices), Gulab Jamon (which was too sweet for my taste - Mel loved this sweet dessert).

Jo - being his first time at a Pakistani food was kinda hesistant when food was served yet he plucked up the courage to take the first plunge (must be out of curiousity) and fell in love with the Palak Paneer immediately. It was funny to see Lian Khin and Joel enjoying the food. Must say it was a good and fun Christmas dinner. Jo was so "in" to his food that he pushed his glass and drink to my side (talk about liking the food - he ate so much that he couldn't stand straight).

Christmas Dinner on 23 Dec

2006-12-26T18:32:00.000+08:00

That's Baby Marcus whom I have been trying and trying to seduce the whole night but unfortunately, he prefers the "hamster" aka Jerrica to me lor.

Happily, I wore a party dress to Elinor's house for a Christmas dinner, after work. Didn't expect to be one of the few rare cases who wore a party dress coz everyone was in work wear or casuals. Belot lah!

Worse case, this was a couple Christmas Dinner which made me feel VERY ODD coz I am the only one who didn't have a partner. Though I came with Shi Han - that doesn't count because he has a girlfriend. So malu-fying.

Anyway, had a fun time laughing at Mama Jo's animated jokes and stories. I tried to carry Mama Jo's son, Marcus SO MANY TIMES and the kid just keeps on rejecting me! It's like I have this word "STAY AWAY FROM THIS CRAZY WOMAN" on my forehead!

Kuih Lapis

2006-12-26T15:33:00.000+08:00

Layer One ~ On The Outside

name : Charmaine Loo Hoey Theen
birth date : 10 Nov 1979
current status : Single, Available BUT NOT DESPERATE
eye colour : Brownish but not that dark (I love my eye colour)
hair colour : Brownish black with blonde highlights (though the blondie part is fading out)
righty or lefty : Lefty rules!
zodiac sign : Scorpio (the most mysterious of all though I think its not mysterious but just that people don't understand me)

Layer Two ~ On The Inside

your heritage : Chinese Nyonya (I don't practice any Nyonya traditions)
your fears : Deadly afraid of butterflies
your weaknesses : Ferrero Rocher (very difficult to say NO to this lovely round babies)
Incompetence (this irritates me to the max)
"Peng", "Leng" and "Cheng" shopping
SALE
Beautiful shoes & handbags
your perfect pizza: Loads of cheese, bacon, pineapple, pepperoni and mushrooms!

Layer Three ~ Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

your first thoughts waking up : I need to jog or do my crunches
your bedtime : Usually 12 to 1am
your most missed memory : Being with my family

Layer Four ~ Your Pick

pepsi or coke : Coke (it is more gassy, less sweeter and superbly addictive)
single or group dates : Group (more fun)
adidas or nike : 3 stripes anytime (funkier design and definitely much more variety)
lipton or nestea : Nestea with peach/lime/honey/lemon (make it ICE COLD)
chocolate or vanilla : Vanilla (with orange - yum yum)
cappuccino or coffee : Cappuccino please...make if foamy hot and loads of choc powder

Layer Five

do you smoke : No
curse : Yes but seldom nowadays (intending to be more God-like)
take a shower : Duh! Who doesn't? We don't live in the Artics
have a crush : Can Hugh Jackman be a candidate?
think you've been in love: Yes, I still am very much in love with God
go to school : Yes
want to get married : Yes if God decides to send me Mr Right. Till then, I love my current life
believe in yourself : I think people who know me will know the answer
think you're a health freak: More like a vain freak

Layer Six ~ In The Past Month

drank alcohol : Yes, Christmas' eve
been on stage : Biasalah
eaten sushi : Don't really fancy this
dyed your hair : Highlights, dye, perm, rebonding - you name it, I've done it

Layer Seven ~ Have You Ever...?

played a stripping game : Maybe when I'm married (hehe)
changed who you were to fit in : Not really. Only if it is bad habits

Layer Eight

age you're hoping to get married : 30

Layer Nine ~ In A Guy

best eye colour : Any colour as long as its mesmerising and definitely, puppy dog eyes
best hair colour : As long as it looks good on the guy
short or long hair: Short (unless that guy looks like Legolas)

Layer Ten ~ What Were You Doing?

1 minute ago : Typing this blog
1 hour ago : Having lunch at KFC with Ah-Chear
4.5 hours ago : Work
1 month ago : Barely alive from all the work
1 year ago : Working?

Layer Eleven ~ Finish The Sentence

i love : to SHOP
i feel : a little tired from lack of sleep and wish my media monitoring will end
i hate : newspaper now
i hide : any fatty bits bulging out from my body
i miss : MY WARM BED
i need : rest

Layer Twelve ~ Tag 5 people

Joshua, Grace, Gloria, Mel and Fibi

Christmas Eve's 2nd Round @ Fibi's

2006-12-26T12:35:00.000+08:00

Touch down after running around Sexy Lai's house and Subang Parade to grab Mel's white blouse for Christmas' choir performance.

Got stuck to the TV to watch some bikini-clad assassins in a complicated story line of incest (this is a Hollywood movie and not some Chinese drama). Took loads of photos in the short 45 min of being there. Drank a can of coke only coz still too full from the earlier session of eating yummy crispy mushrooms, spaghetti meatballs, snowfish, roasted lamb and red wine at Auntie Yin's place.

Going to Thailand

2006-12-09T14:53:00.000+08:00

I'm excited! I'm going go to Bangkok, Thailand for a 3D/2N business trip. Usually, business trips are boring but this one is superbly cool! I get 2D of free and easy shopping and only 1D of actually shopping research. My hours may be long and tiring in this line BUT I get to work in a shopping mall and what do I do? SHOP!!! Such a perfect job and ideal for me.

I haven't even researched where to shop when in Bangkok. Hopefully, my colleagues are shopaholics coz I have no idea where to shop there.

TEEN TITANS

2006-12-09T13:51:00.000+08:00

Having lunch at the first Tony Roma's in Malaysia and the BBQ Chicken is superb! I wanted second helpings but was on an eternal diet to ensure that I do not bloat. Been binging a lot recently. Must be the hormones.

TEEN TITANS GO! I walked into the office happily wearing the new Crocs that Mak gave and someone had to comment, "Hei! You look like one of the Teen Titans character with those shoes". Probably, my colleagues are not used to seeing a more dressed-down me.

If you can't see our eyes - that's understandable because this was taken at 1.50am during the rehearsal. Poor Cyborg, he can't sit because his pampers will break if he sits.

Countdown Tag

2006-11-29T01:04:00.000+08:00

10 FIRSTS

First Best Friend - Jamie
She was my best buddy since the day she stole my colour pencils in Primary 1. Gosh...I miss that gal now that she is a PR in Singapore.

First Screen Name - Rain
For some mad reason, I agreed to be a bitch in my friends' screen assignment I was supposed to be the 3rd party to some BGR.

First Pet Name - Kuay Teow
My primary school teachers can never figured out that my name was pronouced as Hoay-Theen and not Kuay-Theen...my friends ended up calling me Kuay Teow after they found out I like Kuay Teow.

First Piercing - Ear Lobes
Though this was done involuntarily, I became addicted to piercing and whoa-lah, next was navel piercing in 2001. My next aim - the flesh between my collar bone.

First Crush - Aaron Kwok
This has got to be my first and craziest crush. I even had a file on him ie, biodata, photos, posters, lyrics....all sorts until my mum calls him mushroom head.

First CD - Richard Marx's Ballads
I still have that CD till today and those songs are just so evergreen.

First School - Serene Kindergarten
This kindie has 2 swimming pools and a gym for the kids. Best part, I get to order what I want to eat everyday. Talk about starting to like luxury at a young age.

First Cry
Can't really remember if excluding the dr whacking my butt when I first left my mum's womb.

First Kiss
This is highly dangerous information which should remain classified.

First Car - Satria JEH 492
My first love and I'm actually thinking of changing my current Satria to the new Satria Neo 1.6. BUT Dad thinks that it is a bad move considering Proton's current financial situation.

9 LASTS

Last Time I Smoke - 5 years old
My grandma thought it was cool for me to learn to smoke at that age so my first ciggie was a classic maroon Dunhill.

Last Food I Ate - Chicken & Mushroom Kuay Teow Soup
It looked tempting though I wanted Tom Yam but my throat is killing me so I decided to go for something mild.

Last Car Ride - From Menara Sunway
Attended a meeting in HQ and was driven back in a Lexus

Last Bubble Bath I Took - Avillion, Port Dickson in August
This was so luxurious...Bubble baths are meant to pamper all 5 senses with the beauty of softness and well-being. Mine was a rose bubble bath (complete with the candles and soft yellow lighting). I think I fell asleep in the bath tub and woke up an hour later with prunes for skin.

You Listened To - Shakira's Illegal Featuring Carlos Santana
I've been listening to this song since 7pm till now so you can imagine, I broke my own record by listening to the same song for 4 hours.

Last Words I Said - "I'll Be Fine. Please Go Home and Good Bye"
That would be what I usually say to my colleague if I am the last one in the office.

8 Have You Ever

Dated A Best Friend - Yes

And I lived to wish I never did.

Been Arrested - No lor

If you consider house-arrest, then yes because mum grounded me before for pouring Ribena on my brother's hair when I was in Primary 5.

Been On TV - Uhh...I can't remember how many times

Not like I am Hannah Tan or Camelia but I had a fair share of screen time (my cheap 5 seconds publicity) whenever media friends need a face on screen to make fill time.

Eaten Sushi - Who came up with this question?

DUH! Of course and I hate the raw taste! YUCK!

Cheated on my BF - I don't have one to cheat on

Been On A Blind Date - No

I don't even have time to be on a date, not to even mention date. It's 1.27am and I'm still in the office. What do you think? Date-less.

Been Out Of The Country - HK, Singapore, Australia

My next stop - Thailand .... YEAH SHOPPING!

Been In Love - Yes

With God (My First Love)

With my ex (though its over now)

7 Things I Am Wearing

1. Wrap-around matt turqoise dress

2. Dark blue lace tube

3. Bluish black pearl necklace

4. Matching drop earrings in exact same shade

5. My faithful silver watch

6. My brown suede ballerina shoes

7. Make-up

6 Things You Have Done Today

1. 4 hours renewing my passport

2. Did loads of work

3. Interview with NST

4. Bought another necklace

5. Had corn and mayo for lunch

6. Blog this

5 Favourite Things

1. At this time, MY BED

2. A tiring and exhausting, mentally and physically challenging mountain trek

3. Lying on my bed listening to my favourite music and reading a good book

4. Watching a good movie

5. SHOPPING! I think I will get that slutty black dress that Shi Han picked out tomorrow just to pamper myself

4 People I Trust Most

1. Teen (my pal who stood by me through every single part of my life since college)

2. Fibi (the sweet chatty girl at office and home)

3. Jojo (my bro)

4. Jamie (my best buddy since Primary 1)

3 Things I Want To Do Before I Die

1. Write a book for my family (only my family will read this)

2. Visit all the countries I want to visit

3. Live in the jungle

2 Choices

Vanilla or Chocolate - VANILLA
Hugs or Kisses - Hugs

1 Person I Want To See Now - My Mum

I'm feeling tired, exhausted, cranky, sick and terrible. Its been very tiring to do this for the past few months and I think physically, I'm almost drained out yet mentally, I'm still strong. Praise God this is only for another month or 2, I wouldn't have to be superwoman for too long.

Miss my Jojo

2006-11-29T00:30:00.000+08:00

Suddenly, its so quiet without Jojo around. He usually sends me an SMS or 2 every now and then. Jojo has already gone to Thailand for a holiday with his family. Hope he enjoys himself there though he seems to be hesitant about shopping. Auntie Mee Li will probably be in shopping paradise by now, with all the great bargains over there. I heard that accessories are value-buys there. Think I will go into a shopping frenzy when I reach there.

Jojo even suggested to get me FRIED INSECTS for a gift. I feel like a lizard when he wrote that SMS coz I don't really fancy that though it would be kinda cool to try it. Maybe I would go for the crunch "chicken-flavoured" thick white worm from Australia. That seems to be less gross than putting a fried grasshopper with 6 legs sticking out from the body. Eeewww.....

Hei! Jojo...Tell me about Thailand when you come back coz I'll be going there on Dec 11 - 13 to become a spy and investigator....cool right my job. Hahaha...

Pre-Event Me!

2006-11-24T01:26:00.000+08:00

This is me at the end of the day. No more nicely blown hair, make up has already melted by now, a thick layer of facial oil (probably enough to fry an egg), watery eyes with puffy bags, slightly deranged etc....you get the picture-lah. Now, I'm just adding the finishing touches to the PR materials of the Media Preview of Teen Titans Go! scheduled for tomorrow morning.

Just saw the Teen Titans perform their musical. Starfire can really shake her booty while Beast Boy is cheekily naughty. Not that impressed with Robin though. His character doesn't stand out just as much as the other two but I really have to credit them for their dancing skills. Must be sweltering hot to wear those mascot costumes for such a long time and dance, too.

I'm just going to retire for the night... after driving home, removing make-up, bathe, facial, iron and prep my clothes for tomorrow. This is going to be a long long night.

Zombies

2006-11-16T18:24:00.000+08:00

What do you get when you leave the office at 11pm each night and punch in at 9am the next day? Do this every day for 2 weeks and then, add in the final punch by leaving the office at 2am and coming back to work before 7am for the launch? You get zombies...check out our tiny eyes on the day of the launch of Sunway Pyramid's Expansion Plans.

We look SMART in our black suits - The Hot Ladies of Sunway Pyramid and ahh...Doreen (Darren), too.

This is specially for the PR Team

2006-11-15T08:57:00.000+08:00

10 Nov - Only a handful of PR Team-mates called to wish me birthday greetings. I admit I was a little disappointed by my guess was that everyone was busy. Even my male Edmund forgot my birthday but I received his MMS about 4-5 hours later on 11 Nov. So, he did remember. Just that it was a little late.

14 Nov - Tonight was supposed to be Ida and Edwin's farewell dinner but I received SMS from Tabby and Shobbie saying that they want to be included in the pressie and cake. Mozli called me to say the same. Was there going to be a farewell cake? Then again, Bernard had called earlier to say that this dinner was also to celebrate the Nov babies. So, this is getting confusing for me. It was planned to be a farewell but it seems that the whole planning process has another planner. To confirm my suspicion and confusion, Darren tried to delay me from going up to Jack's Place.

By the way, Shi Han - I heard you saying, "We all pretend that we don't remember OK" from the entrance of Jack's Place when I walked in.

Needless to say, I was very surprised (still) and touched to find out that the farewell awas also a birthday celebration. THANK YOU for a lovely time and LOVE YOU gals and guys for taking the effort and time to share this memorable night.

What started out as a working relationship has blossomed into more firm friendship which I truly appreciate. Having each one of you in my life has made work more enjoyable and memorable. In fact, I look forward to every PR meeting and function because of each of you.

Here's a thank you message for each of you:

Edmund (My Male No 1)
My "Chi-Mui" who listens to all my sob stories and still stand by me no matter what. Even though I was screaming and making a big fuss over you forgetting my birthday, you are still my male no 1. Muaks!

Darren (Partner in Crime ala Britney Spears ala Doreen)
The best working partner anyone can ask for. You have been a great buddy, girlfriend and teacher. Also, you do a great job at curling hair!

Bernard (The Other Slut who waited with me outside the Male Toilet)
The most professional event organiser and emcee I know. PR Team will not be the same without your TRULY WITTY SARCASM!

Sharzede (Our Big Momma)
The best boss anyone of us can ask for. Thank you for being there for us. YOU ROCK!

Hyma (The One with the Super Long Legs)
Even though we have only known each other for about 4 months, its been a pleasure to be your friend and looking forward to more fun times together

Eileen (My Sweetie Girl)
Girl! Your sweet smile always lightens my heart so keep on smiling and thank you for being a great counselor.

Shi Han (Who thinks I'm Roslinda)
Aiyoh! Dah lah pekak and blink, cannot even remember my name. Hancur-lah. Since you merajuk because I didn't write more for you, here's your a longer message for you - the LOUDEST person in the PR Team who is like a blur sotong at times. If not blur, then absent-minded lah..always losing your mobile, keys, wallet or card holder. Anything else you want to leave behind? If you are not losing your things, then you can't seem to find your car. Habis-lah like that. How to date girls-lah!

Tabby (The One who conned me into wearing that me-malufying silver dress to NKF Dinner)
My steady pillar of calmness. Always so patient with me and yes, who am I supposed to tell that you wanted to be part of the pressie for me? Hehe

Vanessa (My Mummy To-Be)
Sweet, sweet mummy who makes maternity wear so fashionable. I've gotta start learning fashion tips from you so that I can be prepared (just in case lah)

Mozli (The Hopping Grasshopper)
Its incredible how your quietness can be so loud. Without you around, I miss ya. I love the way you can't be bothered with Bernard's teasing. Sudah numb-ified.

Jaclyn (JLo)
The cool girl who makes hotel-ing such fun. Service with a smile - that is her motto! :)

Edwin (The One who Never Fails to Surprise)
My sarcastic and smooth Edwin. This was supposed to be your farewell party and it turns out to be a surprise for me instead. Thank you for the heart and adorable bag. Your heart is now proudly sitting in front of me right now. I'm going miss you...sob sob...sniff sniff...

Ida (Cutie Pie)
My cutie from Theme Park is leaving me...:(...no more shooting tours together. No more ushering together. No more hair fashion statements anymore (I love the way you tie your hair differently each time I see you). But we will always keep in touch ya!

Susan (My Church Mate ala PR Team Mate)
Looks like we will be working real close together on the coming Teen Titans project. You are not so quiet after all...hehe...Guys, she can really chat!

Rita (Blur Blur Rita)
My roomie @ Pavilion. Looks like sharing the shower will not be a problem for us right? Hehe..

Norman (Dancing King)
Next time you want to take off your top to pose under the waterfall, remind me to not to bring children around...CENSORED!

Shobie (My Drama Queen who makes accessories so FASHIONABLE)
I'm always so fascinated with your accessories. So many variety! The coolest and fun-niest gal in SunMed.

Thank you once more for a memorable birthday...

Male No 1's Birthday

2006-11-14T16:19:00.000+08:00

This is male No. 1's birthday on 8 September and we were at his house enjoying yummy food. The chicken curry and mee siam is a killer. Our Eddie boy decided to come out in his shorts and T-shirt. Pakai-lah handsome a bit.

Edmund is a favourite 'Chi-Mui' of Fibi, Mel and myself. To him, we are his favourite "females" though it does make us sound a little animalistic to use that term but of course to him, it is a term of endearment. This is for you Edmund (for forgetting my BDAY!) I'm still upset over that!

(from left: Mel, Ida, Edmund, me and Shi Han)

Wedding PR Team

2006-11-14T16:14:00.000+08:00

Meet the HOT & HAPPENING PR TEAM who were "volunteered" to be the ushers of our boss' daugther's wedding. All the guys look like they were attending their own wedding, in all their power suits. The girls of course, look glamourous!

(Top left: Darren, me, Shi Han)

(Bottom left: Edmund, Ida, Edwin, Bernard)

Red Hot Fiery (4 Nov)

2006-11-14T15:26:00.000+08:00

PR and Customer Service Team (except Darren who was taking the photo)

My PR pal from Group Public Affairs, Bernard the Cool Pirate

My colleagues - the Red Hot Pyramid Dancers who performed that night and all the sassy Red dressers for that night

Tagged

2006-11-12T15:23:00.000+08:00

3 hobbies:
1. Shopping (which girl doesnt'?)
2. Reading (the more creative the writer, the better)
3. Writing (any sort - letter, diary entries, stories etc)

3 Things on my "To-Do List":
1. Finish my huge pile of work
2. Stop consuming FATS, CARBO and SUGAR (I'm not bullemic)
3. Get a hairdryer (Princess ate mine)

3 Unique Traits:
1. I talk a lot (When I say I talk a lot, this means A LOT)
2. Shopaholic working in a shopping mall (Bad combo on the piggy bank)
3. Facial de-stressing every night before I sleep

3 Favourite Drinks:
1. Citrusy Drinks (the more pungent, the MORE I LIKE IT)
2. Coke with a squeeze of 3 lemon slices (and leave the lemon in the Coke)
3. Hot steaming chocolate with tiny marshmallows floating in it

3 Passions:
1. Shopping (Flea Markets, Top Shop, Ms Selfridge, Zara etc)
2. Listening to music
3. Mountain Trekking

4 Awesome Movies:
1. Harry Potter (ALL of episodes)
2. Ever After (My all time classic Tom-Boy version of Cinderella set in medieval times)
3. Must Love Dogs (Great and Witty Script)
4. Lake House (I'm a sucker for romance movies and this one is so beautiful)

3 Good Bands:
Not into bands so can't name 1

3 Things I'm Anal About:
1. Wearing spectacles outside the house
2. Being forced to eat what I don't like
3. PMS cramps

3 Random Men:
1. Hugh Jackman (this one I would need a bucket to hold my drool)
2. Josh Groban
3. My Dad

3 Women I'm Crazy About:
1. My mum
2. Gloria Loo
3. Grace Loo

3 Bad Habits:
1. Repeating my favourite song (Record: 3 hours)
2. Short leash on my temper
3. Stopping at every shopping outlet

3 Painful Experiences:
1. Wearing spectacles to work when I had eye ulcers for 3 weeks
2. Breaking up with my ex (REALLY PAINFUL)
3. Realising I couldn't wear some of my clothes because I put on weight

3 Treasured Memories:
1. Payday
2. The day Cookie entered our lives
3. Recovery Day from The Break-Up

3 Goals before turning 30:
1. Treak the Amazon Trail
2. Get my LLB and IPRM Accreditation
3. Own a Karl Lagerfeld's creation (I love his work!)

3 Biggest Fears:
1. Moths & Butterflies (Deadly afraid of these till it has become a phobia)
2. Going hungry
3. Getting fat

3 Favourite Desserts:
1. Ferrero Rocher
2. Corn in a cup
3. Ice-cream, fresh strawberries and fondue

3 Persons I Tag:
1. Grace Loo
2. Gloria Loo
3. Joshua Loo

Watermelon Lippy

2006-11-12T15:14:00.000+08:00

Jojo was so sweet! He attempted to pass me my birthday present on 2 occasions even though I was so busy at work. That guy is SO SWEET! When I saw the present, I burst out laughing. Watermelon Lip Balm - After all the teasing I've done to him, he had to give me that. Haha...

It all came about when Jojo told me that he thinks that Watermelon Lip Gloss is SO COOL and I teased him about finding this out through kissing a girl who was wearing the lippy. I never quite stop teasing him about this and I guess he has the final laugh because he gave me 3 tubs of lip balm to last me for the whole entire year.

Mummy's plastic mango cake

2006-10-18T22:22:00.000+08:00

Last Saturday, we celebrated Mummy's birthday with a mango covered vanilla sponge cake. Sigh, the mango cake looks amazing before cutting, like the ones you see in cookbooks. However, when Mummy tried to slice it, the mango layer peels off like a kind of plastic. It adheres stubbornly to the knife. After desperate attempts to save the mango layer, we have to be contented eating the sponge cake part only. Oh well, so much for a mango cake.

To Mum,
You are my invisible strength. Like an Ethiopian jewel, your beauty and grace inspires me each day. Thank you for persisting through the difficult moments, you are an epitome of a perfect mother. I am blessed because of you.

Hoey Lit

Anime: Air Gear

2006-10-18T22:01:00.000+08:00

Imagine extreme roller blading sport going up a new notch where riders can fly in the sky. In a sense, not exactly fly like a bird, just way better cuz you get to flip and twist and make 360 degrees turns while in the air. Air Gear starts with Ikki-kun discovering AT (air treks = roller blades with motor, cool eh) after watching Simca (a pink hair babe who got all the guys drooling). His learning process and obvious flying talent were chronicled in this manga. While Ikki-kun's stunts and childish character will keep you glued to the pages, there are many more unusual characters that will pique your interest e.g. Akito/Agito (shown in the above pic) is ultra kawaii when he swears (don't imitate him though), Bukka-kun (keeps a pool of blood in his stomach, huh???), Crossaint Mask (she is an original, haha). Ringo, the spectacled girl is in love with Ikki-kun is very good with AT too. You go, girl! There are roads and 8 kings in the world of AT. As you can guess, Ikki-kun is destined to be one of the kings. The question is will he be the ultimate Sky King beating all the rest of Fang King, Thunder King, Thorn Queen etc?

Continuous Assessments (aka Tests) Festival

2006-10-11T22:12:00.001+08:00

I am pretty much stressed right now and blogging to relieve it. So, bear with me.

Precedent to the Nobel Laureates exhibition later this month, NUS is having its unofficial Continuous Assessments Festival this month. All students, including me, are experiencing a new level of high with its programme line up. For some of my peers, it is the multiple projects mixed with a few tests. For me (and majority of the NUS population), we are struggling with 1-3 tests weekly. Last week, I had Jap test. This week, I had FNA test and now I will burn midnight oil for the tough Immunobiology tomorrow. To add the fun, I have my weekly Jap and FNA tutorials, Technoprenuership readings, Microbiology reports to be finished. Adding to that, I must do my TR project (completed last week, thankfully) and FNA project on Creative financial statement. Next week, it will be Microbiology test and after that, Pharmacology test. I am positive that my Jap oral test will be next.

Good thing, there are also three marriages and many birthdays this month. Good occasions for releasing tension. Congrats, Willie and Wen Ci, Victor and Pey Pey, and Kaya and err...hubbie.
October is a happening month, I must say so.

Taman Negara getaway

2006-10-11T21:33:00.000+08:00

Buddhima, Bala, Aravind, Lyd, Michael, Ayla and I had a hilarious trip in Taman Negara. Despite our rather diverse group (with people from Sri Lanka, Singapore , Australia, Malaysia and India), we had a lot of fun due to the happenings and mishappenings during the trip. What did we do? We started by strolling the canopy walkway, pretty much walking on extremely long bridges with nothing to see but green leaves beneath us. We caved the Gua Telinga. Since it was rainy season, the cave was slippery, half the time we were crawling on wet and guano-coated rocks. The bats above us keep dropping guano on us in true nuclear bombing style. When we got out of the cave, Bala concluded that "We are full of shit". An apt description of our emotion and physical states then.

Aravind is the most comical being that i know, who manages to be funny while retaining a cool composition (Coming up close after him is my dear Pharmaco lecturer, Prof Moore). I just can't capture the funniness in words, but trust me, if you were there, you would have laughed til your ribs hurt.

In our overnight stay in Bumbung Kumbang (the animal hide), we saw nothing but civet cats, jungle rats and heard barking of invinsible dogs. So much for sighting JUNGLE animals e.g. tiger. Buddhi poured beef curry on strategic spots below our hide, hopping to attract carnivores. Well, he successfully attracted a few civet cats that apparently like Indian food. Lyd, who is a self professed city person, proven her statement by mistakenly identifying flying fireflies in the sky as stars and said "hey, the stars here twinkles more the ones in the city". That sleepless night peaked with a jungle rat biting Bala's toe, probably out of frustation because it can't find any food on his wooden bed.

We also hiked to a nearby isolated waterfall. OOh, beautiful, calm waters. Everyone had enormous thrills when they jumped from a higher rock into the extremely deep water including Bala who couldn't swim except me :( I regretted that I let my fear of deep waters got the better of me then. Too late now. Sigh, I should have jumped. Still, the waterfall spot is a first class area for gamboling and lazing around.

Michael, the monkey of the group, had his first Nasi Lemak. Once again, the humble Nasi Lemak has found another fan cuz Michael describe it "The weirdest dish with fish eyes staring back at you and peanuts eaten with rice that taste very good".

I love this trip. I'll be back, Taman Negara ...next time, it'll be for Gunung Tahan (probably with my mountain-crazy sister).

Mad Over Potatoes

2006-09-22T17:04:00.000+08:00

The Potato Kids of Kuku Cell

The Potato Peelers (this is just the beginning before the pile grew to a mountain)

After effects of TOO MUCH peeling

The Kuku Cell Chickies

Galloping with GUTS

2006-09-22T16:28:00.000+08:00

Brave Jojo decided to take the i-Gallop challenge even though it wasn't meant for errmm.....guys BUT HE DID! Yeah!!! And the best part, our Jojo did this stunt in the middle of 1-Utama's main concourse in front of hundreds of people (the figures are a bit inflated here). Kudos to the guy for having the guts to do this so casually. :)

The Food Poisoning Saga

2006-09-22T16:21:00.000+08:00

On Monday, I had lunch with Mel at a teochew porridge shop and 2 hours later, I began aching all over and feeling weak. Dizziness set in and the stage before me was a blur of yellow lights and flashing colours. I could hardly concentrate on the academic procession that was taking place during the mock installation ceremony of our big boss. My tummy felt so uncomfortable and my throat seems to be forcing down the urge to vomit. Peristalsis should never be in the opposite direction nature intended because it feels nauseating.

Finally, I decided that I couldn’t take it anymore and just walked to the lavatory. Even that walk which was supposed to be a run felt miserably long. It was so painful that I couldn’t even walk faster than a slow scramble to the only place which I hope I can find relieve from this torturous discomfort. I flung the toilet door open and to my horror, I was going to vomit soon and quickly poured out the contents of my stomach into the nearest cubicle.

I stumbled back to the event room and continued to work in a daze. Managed to walk back to the office and worked till 6pm before Mel fetched me home. I felt so tired out from continuous vomiting and plonked to sleep without bathing..yeah…call me dirty or stinky but I was so tired out that I fell dead where I laid.

Woke up for soup which I took reluctantly because it felt like it was thick goo flowing down my throat and I was too tired to even bring the spoon to my mouth. Went to the doctor and he said I was displaying signs of being bullemic. GREAT! I am almost psyched here and he said I’m BULLEMIC. Do I look bullemic? I DON’T THINK SO. Anyway, I still took the medicine he prescribed and before the night is over, I started purging approximately 3 times an hour.

The craziest part is that I went to work despite being exhausted from losing so much fluid. Stayed on for the whole installation till it was 1pm but running to the toilet every 20 minutes or so. By the time it was lunch, I could hardly walk and I felt as though my body was a tonne of lead. Struggled to Mel’s car and went to the doctor. This time, I was diagnosed with a bad case of food poisoning and placed on 2 days medical leave to recover from the severe loss of fluid. The doctor even wanted to ward me for dehydration but the chicken in me decided not to because I felt more comfortable at home.

Slept day and night, waking up only to laze around because I was too tired to do anything else. When I weigh myself yesterday – found out I was only 42kgs (record breaking weight because my weight has never gone lower than 44kg in the past 10 years). Looks like I have to restart gaining weight.

I’m fine today and PRAISE GOD for a speedy recovery in less than 24 hours even though after such severe dehydration. By the way, if anyone thinks that this is a good weight loss method (ala purging), think AGAIN because purging only removes water from your body and not fats so you are losing water from the body NOT FATS. The drop in weight = dehydration.

Book: Rose is Rose Running on Alter Ego

2006-09-14T02:07:00.000+08:00

After being exposed to Rose is Rose comic strips in The Star newspaper a few years back, I grabbed this book with the hope that it will bring the much needed relaxation into my life. It is very sweet and I got hooked on it. Instead of studying my Immunology textbook, I was happily perusing this funny book, giggling at the typical lives of Rose, Jimbo, Pasquale, the kitty, Pasquale's guardian angel and the drain monster. The guardian angel is ultra cool cuz he is all powerful and looks good in suits. Pasquale flies off in a dreamship every night and believes that the drain monster will eat his toes whenever he bathes in the bathtub. Rose and her sexy alter ego loves talking to plants and have conversation with birds. Jimbo is always kissing and hugging her. A funny perspective on a typical family life:)
Warning - do not attempt to read it as a form of relaxation during study....you will always end up reading this book instead.

Hoey Lit

My September Songs

2006-09-14T01:29:00.000+08:00

There are a few songs that have that indelible quality and beauty, they are masterpieces. This month, I find myself listening to these songs again and again. It could be the addictive melody or the honest lyrics or the essence that just touched the secret part of my heart.

1. Raat Nirghum
Written and performed by Habib, one of most popular Bangladesh artists, this song is an invitation from a guy to a girl to walk with him in the moonlight. Then, together, they shall make the rain fall. It sounds corny in this English text but the original version is very romantic.

2. My Old Friend
Performed by Tim Mcgraw, this song is a tribute to a friend, who has passed away - the memories, the regret of not spending more time together due to own busy affairs etc. It reminds me of Lorraine Ong. In the midst of my daily activities, her handprints and memories subtly arise, reminding what good times we had. A simple song that speaks my heart for my old friend.

3. Crazy
Gnarls Barkley is a genius, sensitive soul. He sings about being crazy and dreaming of being crazy. The song is so good that he makes "being crazy" sound as if it is something great and lifting. Maybe he is crazy. But he is one amazing crazy singer.

4. Wonderwall
Ryan Adams did an excellent cover on this Oasis' song. He tuned up the echo for his voice to the max backed up by just one guitar. Interestingly, the effect is very nostalgic, hopeful yet with a dark edge.

Hoey Lit

Embarrasing moments 2006

2006-09-14T00:50:00.000+08:00

Annually, I will undoubtly experience new brief but sufficiently embarrasing moments. I shall update you on the two latest 2 stories, promise me that you will forget them after you read them:

STUCK IN A BUS
One drizzling afternoon, in between two of my important lectures, i had to ride a shuttle bus from one faculty to another. Unfortunately, there were few hundred students doing the same thing as I was at that time. So, here I was, queuing with a large groups of students, trying to get in an already packed bus. Just in the nick of time, I was the last student to successfully get into the bus. The door closed, there was no space to stand comfortably. Standing at the bus stairs, suddenly I noticed a huge space in between the stairs and the front bus window. Hmm, where did that space come from? How come I didn't see it just now? Without thinking much, I moved and stood at THAT space. Good spot.
By this time, the bus had arrived at the next bus stop. The bus door opens once again. AAAAAHHH.... that was when realization set in. THAT space was allocated for the bus door whenever it opens. Blame it on slow reactions, I was not quick enough to move out of the space as the door opened.
My butt got stuck in between the door and the railing, yes, it was the butt that was wearing a cute short skirt. A guy quickly asked the driver to close the door to relieve my situation. To make things worse, I realized that I was surrounded by guys only. They were probably thinking what a big butt I have. Sigh. Any confidence I derived from wearing that cute skirt was definitely completely deflated by now. Anyway, I was rescued and all went back to normal.

WHAT IS IN THE BAG?
If you have read my previous post, you would have recalled that I went into the lovely university cultural centre for a performance yesterday. After the mexican ballet treat, we stood up and moved to the exit. There were many people in the theatre room. For some reason, while walking, I put my hand into my bag (my swimming bag where I put all my clothes). My left hand touched some soft material. Thinking it must be one of my clothes that I forgot to take out when I finished swimming a few days back, I pulled it out to see what was it. There in my hand was a white undergarment. I was flashing my undergarment in public in a posh place! Anyway, i retracted the thing into my bag. I pray that no one saw that, but I will never know.

Hoey Lit

Ballet Folklorico De Veracruz

2006-09-14T00:32:00.000+08:00

Yen Ling, Han Yang, Yu Ting, Su Lyn, Pooja, Wang Hai and I eagerly arrived at the NUS University Cultural Centre to watch our first ballet performance yesterday. What I expect was skinny ballerinas and tutus flying around the stage. That did not happen. In fact nothing that resembles ballet remotely actually took place on the stage. What we got was Aztec dance (reminds me of Sarawak tribal dance), Alegria Yucateca (Lady who balanced XO bottle on her head and danced), Boda Tarasca (Mexican wedding inclusive of bread in dance), Danza De Los Viejitos De Jaracuara (Hunched back old men dancing with walking stick), Un Dia En Jalisco (Flaring skirts that resembles flowers...beautiful), Floreador (a talented guy twirling a humongous cowboy loop) Canciones de la Revolucion (blindfolded guys dancing with knives...ooh, dangerous boys are sexy), etc.
Without a doubt, this eye opening performance was truly entertaining. The 10 Mariachis at the background sang and played very lively and upbeat music without even any percussions! Their music was infused with courage, fighting spirit and full of life. I had fun, and now I want a Mexican dress .... the ultra colourful one that flares and blooms like a flower, butterfly or coral reef. Or a guy who is good with knife.....:P

Hoey Lit

Getting Past A Break-Up

2006-09-13T12:45:00.000+08:00

Getting over someone is not that easy if one doesn’t stop loving that person and wallows in self-pity, questioning every aspect of the problem, re-evaluating every word and body language by that other person. After 6 months of enduring pain that I thought would never end, it is finally over.

In that 6 months, my heart was so broken that I could ever feel the physical stabbing and hurt. Having cried myself to sleep nightly, I became very depressed and reserved. I was confused, my eating habits changed and it affected the people around me. I was so torn apart over a decision I made to end a relationship I knew was not approved by God yet I didn’t have the conviction to remain firm in that decision. After nights of deliberation and prayer, many lessons learnt and many conversations held between God and myself – enough is enough, a clear line has to be drawn and a choice to be made.

I chose God, to trust Him and live in faith that my life is not mine but His to live and guide. What I do, I would to my best and to live the rest to Him. If given a chance to relive my life, I would choose to endure the same pain because without pain, one would not know what it means to be happy. Without this pain, my faith in God would not have grown. What is 6 months of pain compared to a life of trust and faith in God? He died for us on the cross, my lost is nothing compared to what Jesus had endured.

Life is full of surprises, and God works in funny ways. I found a book recently which I never thought I would read. This little book sums up some of the lessons I have learnt from this ex-relationship. To people out there, whether you are in a relationship or not – daily acts of love is meant for people you love. God let us go through pain for a reason and to refine us for the future:

Lesson 1: Unconditional love is a commitment to go on loving for love’s sake, to go on appreciating the gift of life, to go on believing there is good in humankind, despite the failures, disappointments, tragedies and mysteries that are part of every human existence.

Lesson 2: Compassion arises when you think less about your difficulties with forgiveness and more about the insights your suffering has brought you

Lesson 3: As long as we judge people as being more or less worth of love, we are confusing the value of their life with the value of their actions. We can love some actions more, and some less. We can admire some behaviours, despise others. But love asks more of us than that. No matter how foul someone’s life is, how devastating their actions, that person remains as deserving of love as you or I.

Lesson 4: No one can make you into a slave. When you must do something you usually resent, choose the attitude you bring to the task. Choosing to do something wholeheartedly and well expresses your freedom. It also depends your sense of honour and validates your self-respect.

Lesson 5: To be loving, you don’t need to have someone special in your life. The state of loving is special in itself. It needs no particular goal. No particular object. It is the state of the heart and mind, a way of being.

Sleepy @ Work

2006-09-11T09:47:00.000+08:00

Feeling sleepy on a Monday morning and this is after weeks of non-stop social outings. I think its time for a little rest or I might just burn out. I'm been going out every free time I had that my house-maid is almost konk-ed out from going out with me. Yesterday was a good example of maximising my Sundays and minimising my rest time.

I have been studying on Sundays for so long that I could hardly remember when was the last time I actually went out with my youngest sis. Yesterday, we went to 1-U to catch a movie and I discovered that my little sis can actually play pool quite well if she wants. My little sis who is still very much the little girl who runs around stealing my liquid paper and smiles with her 'durian' hairstyle. Well, everyone grows up and she's blooming into a young adult before my eyes. Though currently, she looks like Mel more than anyone in our family. Maybe it is the hairstyle and the love for wearing Ts and jeans.

PC nerd just dared me yesterday to play on the children's slide in 1-U and it was ok except that my skirt was a bit short and I malu to 'chow kong'. The BET: I play on the playground, PC nerd washes my car..haha.

Now feeling extremely tired. Going to go back to work and keep awake. I'm so wishing it is 6pm and I can pop into bed.

PMS Attacks

2006-09-11T09:25:00.000+08:00

Symptoms
Contractual pains, bloatation and hormonal imbalance

Signs
Crankiness, psychotic temperants, irritable, IBS

WARNING
Stay away from me at this point of time

This whole PMS saga started when I was a teenager and despite the doctors telling me that this will go away when I turn 21, it didn't happen. I'm still facing this daunting saga and every month...I feel like crap. I wonder why some people don't get this while others get extremely bad attacks. Mine is so obvious that my whole family can tell that I'm facing PMS. I've tried all sorts of pills and herbs till I'm freaked out and NOTHING WORKS! Even exercise doesn't elevate the pain. The only resort...painkillers and WHOOSAH! It goes away for 5 hours till the painkillers wear off. Panadol earns a monthly income from me and I don't even pay the bank that timely each month.

The only thing that even seems to work is to consume a healthy diet of vege, fruits and dairy products (loads of it) and no spicy or oily food before my PMS (which incidentally means I have to go without my favourite nasi lemak or tom yam). This is so sad, can you imagine eating a vege-diet and a dairy-diet when I am slightly lactose-intolerant? Bad combo but my only cure.

The other alternative: Take birth-control pills to control my hormonal imbalance and when I did for a month, I started eating like there was no tomorrow. I had this craving to eat and eat and eat and even when my stomach is so full, I just wanted to eat. Bad effect considering that my metabolism doesn't burn out that fast nowadays and I have to jog everyday to avoid becoming a fat little pig. Thus, the life of a woman under the attack of PMS.

If you think you can't dance...

2006-09-11T00:50:00.000+08:00

I just watched "Take the Lead", another dance movie with bad story plot but extremely gorgeous dance moves. I am a big sucker for dance movies.Anyway, for people who thinks you can't dance a single move, i shall leave you with a word from Pierre Dulaine (played by hot Antonio Banderas),

Student : I can't dance.
Pierre: Do you like dancing?
Student: Yeah....
Pierre: Then you are made FOR dancing:)

So, dance your hearts out, people.

Book: The Kite Runner

2006-09-11T00:27:00.000+08:00

I definitely like this book a lot because it made me cry a lot:p My fave quote from the book is when Hassan says to Amir "For you, a thousand times over". It sums up the love and loyalty of Hassan to his best friend. Hassan will inspire you with his courage and optimism in troubled times, you would think whether such person ever exist. The plot centres on this one-sided but unique friendship, set in troubled Afghanistan. Yet this is the kind of friend I hope to be, one who would lay down her life for her friends.

Fate is never in your hands, it is geographically determined

2006-09-11T00:00:00.000+08:00

Han yang, Yuting and I went to the World Press Exhibition yesterday. The photos were hauntingly beautiful and emotional (obviously, since they are the best of the best photos). In the words of James Colton, the photo editor of Sports Illustrated, "great photos give a few answers while raising a few more questions". And that is what these photos had achieved. The faces of the people and their stories were immortalised in these photos, making one ponders on how fragile life can be. Seeing a bodiless head, a crying orphan Iraqi girl, a marathon in the desert, the bloody polar bear, these photos readily imprint on my mind.
We are all humans, yet our fates are never the same. In fact, fate has never been in our own hands. Funny, fate seems to be more influenced by geography. In Malaysia, we are living comfortably (though plagued by snatch thieves, robbery, murders etc.), in Iraqi, Middle East, Acheh, people are overwhelmed by war and tsunami and barely surviving.
All in all, I know I am very blessed to be in the right place.

Maths As Women Understand

2006-09-09T11:24:00.000+08:00

ROMANCE MATHEMATICS
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = affair
Dumb man + smart woman = marriage
Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

OFFICE ARITHMETIC
Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

SHOPPING MATH
A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.
A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.

GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

HAPPINESS
To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

LONGEVITY
Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.

PROPENSITY TO CHANGE
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.

DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE
A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

Things you'll never get in Singapore

2006-09-05T22:27:00.000+08:00

After living in Singapore for 2 years, I realized that there are a few things that you will never get in Singapore no matter how hard you try:

You'll never get to see a live chicken. City life must be very dentrimental to chicken cuz the only chickens I see here are dead ones.
You'll never get lost. Go ahead, try to get lost by walking around aimlessly in Singapore. Chances are that you'll reach somewhere familiar or see a signboard indicating where you are. This city is just too small.
You'll never get a bad treatment if you are a Mat Salleh. Blondes seem to be treated like gods around here. Singaporeans adore them the way sunflowers adore the sun.
You'll never get to do mountain climbing. When they say that Singapore has no natural resources, they mean it. No mountain, no jungle. The best alternative is to conquer a hill or better still, climb the stairs of the HDB flat.
You'll never get a car plate no "SEX XXXX". Sigh, the Singaporean government wouldn't allow this particular registration for cars. If allowed, car sales would have sky rocketed during that period and maybe then, the government's campaign encouraging baby making would have better response. ~Hoey lit~

Stupid PC

2006-09-05T20:26:00.000+08:00

Yawnz, i just realize that out home needs a new CPU .... gah the software manga studio just told me my current pc has insufficient proccessing power to do more advance layouts........

Which to me is like a big NOOOOOOOOOO... since after that it crashed and i havent saved my effort -_-.

Life is cruel but oh well i will just have to get a temphorary job and get mum and dad a better comp .........

P/S: papa is hinting too me he need new games and i keep telling him the old pc cant take the new game XD

Hoey Sheen

2006-09-05T17:12:00.000+08:00

The youngest of the siblings, her name includes the name of a beautiful flower, carnation. True to her name, she is the favourite of our mum... that is, before Cookie arrived and took that throne.Hoey Sheen is very bubbly and has a gift in making your day brighter. A keen observer, she notices the weirdest things e.g. the new pimple on your face, the insignificant bird in the background of a manga, etc. Her flyaway hair and laid back attitude will mislead people to think that she is inorganised. Quite the contrary, she is the most systematic person in our family and definitely, a clean freak. And you can't fool her, she is street smart and manupulative at times:) Just be careful, don't get tricked by this aspiring psychologist instead.
She has a huge talent for sleeping a lot and anywhere too - the bus, floor, etc. During our secondary days, she is always late for classes cuz she failed to wake up in the bus when it reached the school. Besides that, our dear sister has the most original thoughts e.g. Perth is not in Australia, the combination of two colours - pink and beige is BI**H, Art Garfunkel's name changed to Art F**kenel.
A very pretty and photogenic gal, she can also play the piano, sing, dance and work the tambourine. She loves CSI, computer Solitaire (of all games?), emptying Hoey Theen's food stock and dressing up. That is our lil' sis who stole our hearts ~Hoey Lit~

Malaysian politics introduction for foreigners

2006-09-05T16:54:00.000+08:00

Ever wonder what Malaysia politics is like? Well, to deepen your knowledge, I shall give you a concise introduction to the 3 main parties in Malaysia:

UMNO is the biggest and most powerful party (representing the Malays). Thus, if you want to survive in Malaysia, U Must Never Oppose them.
MCA represents the Chinese population, who by the way, are the richest race in Malaysia. Hence, they control the economic situation of this country, proving that Money Conquers Anything.
MIC is the smallest party of the three, representing the Indians who are neither the majority race nor the richest. This translates to little political power. Therefore, everytime there is a political gathering, they probably be thinking "Must I Come?".

Go read the newspaper if you want to know more, k? ~Hoey Lit~

Mum & Dad

2006-09-05T14:33:00.002+08:00

ok... These are the coolest ppl in our lives... i believe i'm speaking for all the 5 siblings in the family... sometimes we just can't stop laughing about what they do... like neglect the other 4 of us and give all the TLC to (you know who)...haha... just joking... anyway, we love and cherish them a whole lot..
My dad...is someone who's very far-sighted.... can you believe this or not... he actually started saving for the family (education, daily provisions, etc.) even before we were born....at least before i was born... He looks stern but that's just all looks.... ppl out there don't be deceived.... his heart softens the minute Cookie comes in the picture...man i tell you, i have not seen that side of him much before THE DOG came into the family frame...Well, he's pretty much a very stable person.... He likes to fly planes but before that chance comes to him, he has his training with computer games especially the game "PEARL HARBOR something something something" (can't really remember the title)...
As for my mum, haha.. she makes us laugh a lot... e.g.: she actually thought that the Gateway factory was a milk factory because it was painted with patches of black on white (just like the colouration of a cow)...can't really blame her though... i think i almost got caught with that thought too at first glance...haha... well, that's pretty looooooong ago....she has more of that, like making funny sounds when talking to Cookie. Sometimes it sounds like she's talking to her grandchild (in which she still does not have any)...oh, she's a really good cook (pong teh) and a very capable homemaker....i wonder how she can be so patient... hmmmm....she never ask us to the the house chores when we were schooling...

P/s: Realise the amount of times cookie's name appears on screen???

-Hoey Sheen-

Family Traditions

2006-09-04T19:37:00.000+08:00

The 10 traditions that the Loo family has in the past 27 years:

1. Who turns on the TV gets to control the TV channels
2. The one who finishes dinner last has to do the dishes
3. The one sitting in the front passenger seat has to open the gate
4. The child at home has to open the gates when Papa comes back
5. Nearest to the phone has to pick up the ringing phone
6. The youngest gets to hit the bust of the two elder ones. After that, REVENGE TIME
7. Dad doesn't have to wash dishes, everybody else has to
8. Who wants to use the car, has to wash the car (only applicable to the guys, oops...guy)
9. You can only have a handphone if you go to college
10. You can only drive the Elantra if your name is Joshua or Papa

The ONLY tradition NOW:

1. Cookie comes first, everything else is just secondary

The Loos

2006-09-04T12:54:00.000+08:00

The Loos

Hmmmmm....... first post by the only brother in the family. Both youngest and eldest sis went back to KL liao and little Duchie doesnt seems to miss Mel and Big sis.

Looks like you guys going to have trouble adapting her back to the old home ..... muah hahahaha.

The little Duchie still irritates poor little cookie, and cookies stil snarls back defensively each time being jumped on, other than that they seem to be okay when not near each other thats it.

Me go back to PS2.... update at 6 o'clock yayz .... now how do we put up works already XD

LHT's favourite blue

2006-09-03T16:42:00.000+08:00

Sky blue, sea blue, turquoise blue, navy blue, I’ll take it. My room is painted in blue, lined with blue wallpaper while my cupboards, room interior, bedsheet and curtains are yup…in that colour, too. Even my work station at work is blue, complete with matching blue stationeries, toys, notice board, décor, cushion, trays, etc. My obsession with this colour….hhmmm…seems quite obvious to friends around.

One would think that I would take this obsession into the colouration of my clothing but quite to the contrary, I have a lot of pinks in the cupboard. I think I’m a pinkie when it comes to dressing but the blue started when I was younger when I wanted a colour that was not too girlish. Yeah, I was still a tom-boy when I liked that colour. As I grew older, I learnt to wear dresses, frills, tubes and mini skirts. Not too long ago, I wore only jeans and boyish T-shirts with boots. Yes, I was the tomboy and a horror to my mum who is like this super dresser. Dad said that mum never wore a single dress or blouse twice in their courtship duration of 9 years. So you can imagine how mum was trying her best to make me wear blouses and skirts.

It started with blouses wit sleeves, then sleeveless ones, knee length (very modest and aunty looking) skirts and then it took a drastic turn when I discovered the world of clubbing. Mum was so excited about my clubbing experience that she took extra effort to help me choose make-up (the whole set from foundation to the eye-shadow) and she bought me a white tube and a pencil skirt with a super high slit. Then, the wardrobe change began and whoalah! My wardrobe now has minimal t-shirts and loads of frilly and ribbony dresses that are pink. -Hoey Theen-

Hoey Theen

2006-09-03T14:16:00.000+08:00

Having just discovered the world of blogging, I think my addiction to this has immensely grown overnight. This blogging stuff is way cool and I get to write about anything and the only people who see it are those who know about it. I know...JAKUN of me, right?

Anyway, a little about myself since this blog is about the family and I would have to introduce all the family members. I'm the eldest to 3 siblings; 1 brother and 2 sisters. Like all the eldest, I get the firsthand of everything including the hi-fi, clothes, lap-top, car etc. Sounds good right? It was good till I became old enough to take care of my siblings financially. That is when my siblings decide it is payback time to compensate for all the second-hand or even third-hand goods. Now, whenever we go shopping, I get statements like, "I need a new watch", "I want a new blouse", "I want a new bag" and the list is endless. Needless to say, I would buy whatever they want because I was blessed enough to get everything first hand. :)

Currently, I am working in PJ and staying on my own. My siblings would occasionally visit me and I do look forward to these visits coz it would mean I don't have to look for entertainment during the weekend.

My favourites: blue, Nissan Fairlady Z, lacy and ribbony dresses, reading thrillers, mountain-trekking, music (all genres), writing, shopping @ Topshop and Ms Selfridge (because these are the only places which have my size), volleyball, lime juice with plum, jamoca almond fudge ice cream, SHOES (loads of this...especially heels) and mamaking to catch up with friends. -Hoey Theen-

She is one lady who has it all, beauty, brains, will and heart. A feminine feminist that loves laces as well as climbing mountains. Her gifts are always extravagant, never a complainer, another clean freak and fun, now who doesn't want to stay with her? Her chic dressing style and witty conversations make her stand out in a crowd. Girly, she may be but don't take that as a sign of weakness, cuz if you bully her, she will take it out with you....legally.
A loyal friend, she takes good care and pamper her loved ones. Papa and mummy always trust her opinions and decisions. She works hard and plays hard too.
Not that perfect, she is lactose intolerant:P All in all, I am proud to be her younger sister~Hoey lit~

Joshua

2006-09-03T10:23:00.000+08:00

The gamer and the artistic one. None of us knows how to draw even at the age of 3 and this guy was happily drawing pages of tankers and robots shooting laser beams. A talented artist who uses my school books as his training ground, I have changed exercise books so many times when he was younger. Don't think my teachers thought it was funny to see all those black squiggly drawings.

He loves games, video and computer and can spend HOURS playing them, which practically drives mum and dad mad with his obssession. His game collection is probably more than the whole family's DVD collection (including the pirated ones).

Slightly on the heavy side and 6-footer, Joshua is a loving brother to his siblings and would take good care of them at any time. Go Josh! -Hoey Theen-

Hoey Lit

2006-09-03T10:13:00.000+08:00

The quietest of us all and the brainiest, too. Hoey lit loves bohemian looking clothings and anything that is fashionably different. Chunky accessories, earthy clothings and gothic. But like all uni students, she likes to surf the Net, music (pop divas), movies, Johnny Depp (who doesn't?) and plays the piano (yes, she is musically inclined).

The least demanding of the lot, Hoey lit has a gentle spirit and gives in to her younger sister many times though I suspect Hoey Sheen sometimes take advantage of her soft nature. As mentioned, she is the brainy one scoring straight A's in all her studies and getting scholarships is such a breeze for her. But her blurness when it comes to daily life can be quite funny at times. I remember this once she brought home soy milk when mum wanted milk. To her, both are the same.

She loves food and appreciate all good and tasty yummy food. Not only is she adventurous when it comes to food, she is also in to caving, trekking and swimming. -Hoey Theen-

Grooming Cookie and Duchess

2006-09-03T09:55:00.000+08:00

COOKIE

Here Cookie, Cookie...Time for your bath. And she zooms right up to the bathroom. She gets to stand in our baby basin (yup...the same one used by all of us when we were just a few inches in length) and laps the warm water (yes...she bathes in warm water and not the cold shower). Then, mum will shower and shampoo her till she is a fluff of bubbles. Throughout all these, she just keeps quiet and enjoy the bath. Then my mum dries her with a big towel and blow-dry her fur, which she would then try to snatch the towel from mum. Mum would then settle down to pluck the ear hair from Cookie's beetlejuice looking ears and cut off all flyaway hair. Life is good for the little princess.

DUCHESS

Not such a willing victim to mum's grooming penchant. She would struggle through and whine as though she was being abused. I tried a few times to pluck her ear hair and finally, gave up. I'm paying for her to be groomed instead. -Hoey Theen-

Midnight Shopping during Mega Sale

2006-09-03T00:18:00.000+08:00

Alas, we are also caught in the fever of last minute shopping for the best buys in town. Me, sis, mum and dad went to Tebrau City to check out err…brassiere, shoes and clothes. Sounds weird that my parents would fancy a spot of shopping knowing that we can shop for hours but dad is way cool. He can shop for hours with us (more like patiently waiting for us to complete our shopping). Such patience - amazing that not many guys nowadays can handle the shopping hours. I will be amazed if any guys can take the challenge to shop with me. My record for shopping non-stop was 12 hours and boy...I'm curious if any guy can do the same.

Anyway, we shopped till Jusco nearly closed and tried on a million pieces of dresses yet alas, I only managed to find a pair of capri khakis which I think is so-so but great for casual wear. Not something I would like to buy but out of practicality, I had to.

My sis wasn't so lucky. She kept on trying but found only a blouse when she wanted work wear, shoes and strapless bra. Alas, she found none. Its that sense of disappointment that comes after all the effort to shop and finding nothing to take home. Its crazy but women find this weird sense of satisfaction in throwing money around to get clothings that they most probably will never wear again, apart from the trying session in the changing room.

After a gruelling session of shopping, everyone rushed for 'bak-kuah' sandwich. Superb when taken with white bread. Right after that, dad fell asleep snoring while mom busy herself with plucking ear hair of Duchess.

Just another shopping trip for the Loos. -Hoey Theen-

Cookie Monster

2006-09-02T19:21:00.000+08:00

Characteristics: Withdrawn, lady-like, sucker for walks, loves tummy rubs, gymnast in car, has many beds, buffet for every meal and must be spoon-fed.

She's the tiniest poodle and have no idea how small she is. So, she behaves as though she is the queen of the house (which unfortunately, we all have to kow-tow to her). Mum scolds us for bullying her (as though we innocent princesses would do such a bad thing - yeah rite!). We have to give up our seats to her, let her eat whatever she wants, do whatever she wants and basically, treat her like a Queen!

Although we sound like we cannot 'tahan' her, she is the love of our lives. She makes the day more fun and the nites more interesting. Love ya, Cooks -Hoey Theen-

First Blog @ Taman Daya

2006-09-02T19:02:00.000+08:00

YAY! Our first blog in the family and no one to see coz we haven't shared it out with anyone. This whole blogging thing came about when I saw Joel's blog and then, Hoey Lit thought it would be fun to have a family blog. Though we seriously doubt Mum or Dad is going to be a frequent contributor to the blog.

I thought I was the IT-idiot in the family coz I didn't know what a blog was until 2 weeks ago. It doesn't help to sound stupid when asking Joel what was a blog. There was a silence and hesitation on his part (I don't want to know what is going through his head at my stupid question). I must sound like the most 'jakun' Aunty Coco. -Hoey Theen-