Jez at work

Seriously… I really am working. Like… serious work work. To start off with, I must praise God for giving me this chance to work. Mandy told me that its not easy getting a job here in Adelaide, especially if u’ve no work-experience. But believe it or not, I got thru in my 1st ever job interview to work at Subways® last Monday, and now I’m working (casual) at the subway in Adelaide City Plaza, below David Jones. Yes I was planning to work… but didn’t know it cud come to me so soon. Mandy saw this ad on the newspaper n asked me to try it out, so I gave it a shot and I got it. The interview was funny… ask me bout it if u wanna know more. I never worked b4. actually… I hv… I worked for 3 months in taman midah lutheran church after spm for 5 bux an hour(I think). But that was different. All I had to do was pick up calls, Xerox stuff, fax stuff, type out songs into power point... Plus, that time I had a chance to do those stuff with my best church buddy, Sandra, and ppl in church are generally very nice…. They cant get mad at u in the house of God =p But this time, it’s the real thing. This is where the word ‘tough’ get thrown at ur face. This is where the angelic music and the misty clouds of the world start fading… where cotton candy turns into mud and rose petals turn into thorns. Hahah, that’s abit too much… Today was my 1st day at work. I was late. And I blame my short legs. But anyways… there was this guy called Matt. He seems like the knows-all guy. Showed me around that little subway corner. Very interesting machines were invented i.e. tomato slicer, the dish washer, and coffee maker, onion and cheese slicer etc. that made life much easier. So basically I jz spent most of my time at the back… still a little ‘chicken-ed’ to step up front to roll up the subs. Its very complicated leh… no joke. There’s diff type of bread, cheese, meet, salad toppings, cookies, drinks… and the cash machine was so canggih also… I took so long to find the ‘meatball’ touch button. so today I jz washed all the bread trays, and the other food trays. Then I got to use those chun slicers and weighers to prep up the counter before the lunch rush. I met this girl called Katie who’s the vice supervisor (something like that) to this division and she introduced herself like this: “hi I’m Katie, (fills in title) of this sh*thole, nice to meet u and enjoy yourself =)” and I jz laughed… well, I’m not really interested in those work politics, but I think my colleagues are fun ppl. I met 4 girls and a guy in today’s shift. All of them are so different. I had an experience taking the rubbish to the basement with Katie. Was funny… its not easy trying to work out how the dump machine works. Can’t believe it when Katie said she’s been working here for almost a year n she has not done that b4. So we had a fun time figuring out the dump machine. Oh yeah, the nice part is that we get one free 6 inch sub if we’ve worked for 5 hours. So, when there weren’t any customers, I asked Miranda (ppl call her mimi) to teach me how to make a sub, and I’ll take that as my 1st free employer’s meal. I put in some extra beetroot =p mimi said I can put as much as I want in that sub. So yeah. My 1st day at work wasn’t as bad as I dreamt it wud b. the dumb part is… I didn’t ask them how much they’re paying me. As long as they don’t pay me any lesser than wat it shud b, I’m fine with it, cuz I get free subs! (start envying me, horny)

paging for the old blogger...

Sorry for not blogging properly lately. That’s because I’ve been bz blogging in another blog! *gasp!* Not that I’m being disloyal to my own freakinly boring blog, but cuz that other one gives me marks to pass for one of my subjects so that the money paid by my dad to get me this degree is being well spent =) To know more about my assignment for this chun course, u can click here. The most commonly asked question: What’s up? or Apa macam? Or (kim beng’s version) Apa atas lelaki? [wat’s up man?] Well, nothing much is really ‘up’ with me lately. Not that everything is ‘down’. Just watching heaps of movies for my other chun subject, and trying to get work done. The subjects I’m taking sounds chun, but there are some sad parts about them. There’s this Media Literacy lecturer who has the weirdest voice. Her voice is like those u get over the speakers in the supermarket. *bell sound* “paging for Mr X, Mr X, pls proceed to counter 5 immediately, thank you” *bell sound*. Or maybe those you hear from unsuccessful calls: “the number you have dialled, is currently unavailable. Please try again later” *tooot*. Those kind of voices where u won’t get really annoyed with, but will tend to ignore unconsciously. She’s a good lecturer. Gives us plenty of examples and all that. It’s just that when she speaks, I just can’t help but ignore her. I’m such a bad student…. Another thing I’m finding it hard to deal with, is when I go for tutorials. I like the size of my classes (more than 10, less than 20). However, the questions asked by tutors scare me sometimes. Those questions are so simple yet profound. Its like too easy till u mite think twice if it’s a trick question or not. The whole class will just stay silent till a sacrificial dude will come up with any random thing to break the absence of sound. Sometimes I am the sacrificed dude. But the good thing is… we can always talk our way out even when we dunno wat the real answer is, hehe… “communicators”. And no, those questions are not trick questions… they actually have answers to them!!! Its amazing… Anywayz, jz wanna say congrats to all A-levels students with their results!!!! Esp Yu Xian and Shua!!! U guys very the terror!

the cLock lady

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ex pen siv ad!

enjoy~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWDNy43ATjc

utilization of the technology

I was doing a research on Globalization for my presentation, and I came across this passage in one of the websites: “… despite the rhetoric, many Asian countries are embracing the Internet at full speed, believing that it would bring useful ideas and information in today's competitive world. Malaysia is well known for its anti-Western rhetoric, but it is one of the most advanced countries in the region in terms of diffusion and utilization of the technology.” Does this mean we’re good in making pirated copies of DVDs? If it is so… then I’d say: ‘nicely expressed…’

Haphazard

As a communications student, I think my mind works in a very bizarre way. My thoughts are very random and I guess that’s y I have such peculiar dreams. I feel like blogging right now but I just dunno wat to blog about so I’ll just randomly chuck thoughts in this post, separating each thought a space, savvy? There’s music coming out from my neighbour’s shed in the backyard, seems like a band’s jam session is going on, playing ‘iris’ by googoodolls, not bad. I had Japanese cheese cake, yum~~. And xiu bau! Yumm~. And Ricotta, and home-made cheese bread, and roti canai with kaya, and chivachichi (it’s the name of a sausage), and triple choc muffin! Yumm yumm yum~~~. I’m such a sloppy person, ydy I woke up on my headphone’s wires. Why? Cuz I watched grey’s till late at nite n I had my headphones on when I fell asleep. I like being sloppy. But not TOO sloppy la… just a little. I like my media and screen culture’s class. We talk about all sorts of movies in the lectures and all those shows that I’ve watched in the past really did come in handy. The lecturer talked about how they used those particular props in FRIENDS to depict certain stuff, how the camera movement was in LOTR, how the lightings were in Moulin Rouge… aw faw sum fum! My table is a live monster that gobbles down certain items that are placed on it when unnoticed. Daunting but true. I bought this cute orange and white striped mitten for babies to put my hand phone in as a fancy casing on my way back from the victor habour trip. I placed it on my table and one fine day, I couldn’t find it. It vanished… And another case was Samuel’s SD card. I took it to copy pix to my com then I placed it on my table. Next day… it was no where to b seen. So now I’m obligated to buy one for him. Feel so disappointed bout my carelessness on other ppl’s stuff… but Samuel is super forgiving loh… he even entrusted me with his external hard drive the week after I lost his SD card to get music from my laptop. Amazing… maybe if I were to sit on my table and pretend I’m not noticing, it might consume me in and then I can find all the other stuff it took from me! Yay! I have a new weekly routine now. Other than cleaning the toilet every fortnightly, I now have a tennis date with my aunt and mandy every Friday mornings! Its sounds really exciting. Given that I’ve not played tennis ever (except for once with Heidi in Fraser’s hill which was a pretty traumatic experience) I kinda dig this new sport. However… I still prefer badminton to tennis. I used my wrist strength in the tennis game and it was really bad… hopefully by the end of this year I can at least master the basic skills of tennis and have a good game with my delegated opponent who is patiently waiting for me to go challenge him in the courts by then =) be afraid, my contender! Be very afraid… As I was saying… communications students have a funny way in taste. My one and only senior, Ming, showed me this clip during the trip and all the others said it was really weird. But I thought its nice. Random. Odd. But nice. Warning: It cud b quite offensive at parts and it is REALLY REALLY random. Enjoy http://littlejez.multiply.com/video/item/8

sang yat fai lok!

Today is a special day. It’s my best buddy’s birthday!!! Woohooo!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HORNY!!! Time passes fast and u’re now gonna live ur last teen year starting from today. I really appreciate the times we spent together (especially with shua). U’re one gifted person and I really thank God for such a great friend like u. Thx for al the encouragements u gave me and for listening to me when I needed to blabber. Never stop being who u r, and God BLESS!!!!

new semester report

New semester just started. Back to the routined lifestyle and living with the absence of being bored. What I did during my holidays are now blissful events, and what I’m gonna do this semester is what matters. 4 subjects: Media Literacy- study about the media and how communication is done thru the media. Mostly I’ll be studying about television and the essence of what the tv imparts and convey to the mass viewers. I got my previous PR and ICCS tutor last semester for this subject (sulay), the Jamaican dude from Sierra Leone. My friends said this subject is fairly easy, hehe, so its not too bad. Document Design and Publications- learn about theoretical issues on publishing either print or online documents. Like readers read from top left to bottom right… color, space, weight balance…. Kinda interesting. My 1st assignment is to make a weblog! Haha, I feel a little vulnerable cuz its like asking us to do a serious work in a non-serious way… dunno how to present this… but I’m having fun! Hehe Media and Screen Cultures- study those technical stuff that makes the film interesting by looking at how the plot is set up to make the viewers stay for the whole show, which angle signifies what, the color, anti-clichéd schemes… I love this subject. Its like looking at movies and tv series from a director’s chair. We get to analyse different movies each week. Last week was on American Beauty and this week is North by Northwest.we even get to study tv series like Buffy and Veronica Mars. Its just that the assignments are a little freaky… but I’m ready to take up this challenge! State, Power and Society- the title says it all. Study about state, power and society. Sounds boring rite? Well, that’s because IT IS boring. It’s like we learn about the significants of borders, citizenship, human rite and more politics… and I got a boring tutor for this. Boring teacher + boring subject = boring teaject or boring subcher. The word boring still stays. Anyhoot, 3 good ones against one bad one… I’m being optimistic about this sem. I just want it to pass faster so I can go back to do all the things I got in the list!

dream catcher

Dreams… Can be good, can be bad at times… but overall, I think its really energy consuming…but fun in a way~ If u know me well, I can dream about things beyond my wildest imagination. Well, I’m not sure how high ur imagination level is, but for me… I think my dreams outwit my creativity. It can be the simplest things like walking along a boring lane, to fighting a 4 headed lama with a red leather jacket and skating shoes to cross the purple river cuz this side is filled with locusts and ants. Sometimes I remember my dreams, and sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I can control it and sometimes it’s too real that I don’t even realize I’m in a dream. But as for this morning, I dreamt that I was late and dai yee was rushing me. That moment I knew that I was dreaming, and I didn’t like being late so I woke myself up so that I wont be late (but in reality I really overslept for half an hour). Cool huh? Sometimes the dreams can be so real, I have a tendency to think I did that thing, but in reality I didn’t but I thought I did it. Its like… in my dreams I switched off my room light, but in reality I didn’t, and I thought I did so my room light will be left on. How dangerous is that?! Imagine if I forgot to tun of the gas from the stove, but in my dream I did… ho ho ho… And also, when I fall sick, I always have this same set of dreams that come to me. When I get the temperatures, I always dream of trees falling on me. One after another. Rows and rows of trees just keep coming down on me. If its not trees, then its mattresses. They roll me up till I cant breathe. They keep rolling till I wake up. These are the few set of dreams I get when I’m really sick. A few nights ago, I dreamt that I was back in Malaysia. I drove a manual car so smoothly and I had lunch in a Chinese coffee shop near my house and it was really hot. So hot that I was sweating. (But the food was great) then dunno how, I woke up, in Australia, on my bed, sweating… Other than dreaming them, sometimes I verbally express stuff when I’m physically asleep. That happens to me once in awhile. When I was very much younger, still sleeping with my parents in their room, I used to talk in my sleep, n my dad will tell me the next day. He usually can’t tell wat I said cuz I used to sleep talk in mandarin n he doesn’t really understand… once he told me I said “zou kai! Bu yau da wo!” [go away! Don’t hit me!] and no, I not a child abuse victim….dun ask me y I said that… Oh ya, the amazing thing is… I sleep walk too! But not anymore… just too bad… but I can remember when I was about 8 or 9 years old, I stay over at my cousin (Theresa)’s house quite often and she has a double decker bed. I’d sleep on the top deck with her stuffed toys. One nite, I sleep-walked down from the top bunk, walked out to the dining hall. Her mom / my aunt so coincidentally wanted to get a cup of water n she saw me there. She spoke to me but my answers were kinda out of track… so she led me back to the decker and I walked up n slept. The next day she asked me wat I was doing then n I had no idea wat she was talking about. Hahah, this is the best sleep walking experience I had…. Double decker bed man! Lately, mandy told me I talk in my sleep but most of the time I just mumble… however! She managed to catch wat I said on Tuesday nite. “Seth! Ready? One… two… ddssshhhh!” When she told me about that, my jaw dropped. Then my aunt said she also heard me say that…. N she was sleeping in the room next to mine! It can’t be rite? So loud meh???!? Y seth? I also dunno y… I blame pei yi. Hahah! Cuz we were chatting on msn about Seth Cohen from the OC. Hahha…. Oh man… can’t believe I can do that…. Even the person in the next room also can hear… that’s pretty creepy eh? Well, I’m not complaining that I have dreams… it’s better than not having dreams at all. Just like my friend, Teck chun. Its amazing how he does not have dreams… there’s no fun in sleeping if I can’t dream.

road trip

http://littlejez.multiply.com/photos/album/10

“what will we be doing in victor habour?” I asked everyone in the car (ming, tan, mandy, and myself)
“I dunno...” answered ming.
*awkward silence*
“woohooo!!! VH road trip! Here I come!!!” I thought to myself.

7 of us, 6 days before the new sem starts, 5 healthy ppl (ming and tan were alittle sick), 3 sleeping bags, took off in 2 cars, in less than 1 hundred AD as our budget (each), with 0 plans.

Ruby drove ming’s car with sam and huey chi in it, and ming drove duane’s car with tan, mandy and me in it. We left east side at about 11am, 18th July for about an hours drive to VH. The road to this place was really straight… straight and boring. We passed a lot of farms, saw cows and some mutated looking sheep… the Switchfoot cd was played all the way there and all the way back… took me awhile to get the songs off my head. There were red and black stick erected along the high way. Ming said it was to remember the places where there were accidents before. Red is for the places where ppl were injured, and black were to signify the places where death accidents occurred.

We reached our accommodation – Smugglers Inn, around noon time n we were all craving for something greasy. So KFC it is! It was like a few mins walk away from our room, so walked there after settling down in the cosy unit that’ll be trashed for the next 3 days. Mandy and I took the sofa bed, the 2 sick guys took one room, the 2 girls took the other and sam slept on the floor in the lounge which was also the dining room cum kitchen cum bedroom… there was only one toilet btw…

KFC was ok… my 1st time in KFC in Australia. It’s not as good as the ones in msia… but still, its Kentucky Fat Chicken…

Then we walked over to the info centre to find out about the stuff we can do here. Bought tix to watch penguins later in the evening. Then we walked to Granite Island using the long bridge. They had horses to pull carriages to get there but its 10bux per head and its super slow… so we walked against the strong wind on metal bars built for the carriages.

The island is actually very small…reminds me of the size of sipadan… actually I think sipadan is smaller… there are nice trails to walk on around the island, but ming and I picked the road less travelled. We climbed uphill and down hill to meet with the others at the other side of the island. Was really interesting… hahah, for awhile I tot there’s no end to that climb, yet the view was magnificent!… at the other end, all of us climbed huge boulders and took pix. Well, I’m a little acrophobic… [that’s y God made me so short] so the climb was pretty scary… but I managed to get to the highest point and stand tall!!! The view was breathtaking!!! Seriously! The clear blue sky with the calm turquoise ocean… it’s like I have everything I have in the world! Except for one thing… *fill in the blanks*

We climbed ON rocks, UNDER rocks, OVER rocks, IN BETWEEN rocks, even went INSIDE some rocks…and the smart KFC guy, Tan, wore slippers for this hike. I guess it makes the hike more thrilling for him…

After the super exciting ramble, we went for some donuts (wah, the cinnamon ones were fabbiiiuuuullloussss!) and pancakes. Then I went with Sam and mandy to Woolworths to get our meal supplies… Then went back to the unit where the rest of them were there to get Tan’s shoes and we went back into granite island to catch the penguin-seeing-tour. It was so cold… and it was dark already by 5 plus in the evening.

We went on the tour around the northern coastal areas of the island with the tour guide who had the red torch light. The light from the torch had to b red cuz the penguins have sensitive eyes. Their eyesight is 8 times more sensitive than human beings’. They are fairy penguins, the smallest species among the penguin kingdom. They hv sharp things in their throat cuz they swallow fish as a whole and hv no teeth. They live to about 10 years old but some found some penguins that r 20 years plus! They live in burrows, one family one burrow. They have their own distinctive voice and their partners can tell where their other half is, n where their kids are calling from.

Wow… looks like the 10bux is not wasted… I managed to learn so much… well, I paid for, y shouldn’t I? I even saw them mate! Hohoho, so interesting! They shat (passed tense for shit) b4 they did it. N it was a turbo fast one…. Maybe they were jz shy la, so many ppl looking…Other than penguins, we saw possums too! Apparently there’s this rodent creature with webbed feet around, but we didn’t catch that… forgot the name for it also...

After that knowledge-full tour, we went back and had pizza for dinner. And we brought heaps of DVDs. The unit has a DVD player, so we watched City Hunter (the super old show by jacky chan….super low-b man…)

Then we played a few rounds of poker, and I learnt how to play Bridge! Eh, its heaps fun! Very challenging and entertaining at the same time! Bridge is good… very good…

Soon, everyone was totally knocked out by the day’s activities so they all went to bed. Except for me… I was wide awake, so I watched an episode of Grey’s anatomy before collapsing on the sofa bed.

Next day, we had bacon, hash brown and eggs for breakfast! Yummm~ oh, we had nutella and bread too! Watched Serenity while gobbling down those babi slices…

As ming wasn’t quite well that day, we left him in the room n we all went to The Bluff. It’s just a tiny mountain and that’s it… but the hike up was fun. Hehe… oh ya, and we saw whales when we reached the peak! Was awesome! They shot water up and we saw their tails.. coolness…

Then we went down to the beach just for fun. Haha, tan and ruby took off their shoes and went to ‘play’ in the water. The rest of us were jz taking pix of the waves. I went to wash my hands at a small pool of water behind some rocks, and I didn’t see that wave coming n I was soaked knee high… the water was so cold it actually hurts! It was fun though…

We then got bored and decided to make a human pyramid on the sand. Wasn’t easy… I had to step on Tan rear to climb to the top! Hahaha, but we did it!!!

We went to woollies again after that to buy dinner. Tan went in barefooted and good thing I had slippers in the car, heehee…

Went back to the room after that and had seafood salad for dinner. Another huge Yummmmm~ later that night we played more poker, chor dai dee and Bridge, then we watched Superman! The old version. The one with Christopher Reeve. Wah liou, the ending was super! …super LAME!!! And the start was really corny also… haih… thank God for improvement in the entertainment world!

The last day came. We all lazed around and had coco-pops and sausages for breakfast. We were REALLY lazing around.. half way watching a show called Alfie…till about 10-ish, someone came knocking at our door n said we had to leave cuz check out time was 10! And we were like… ooooo crap. So we packed up at lightning speed, woke ming up, and tried to stuff the leftover food the best way we can in containers so it’ll still b edible… after about 20 mins… we all stood outside our unit… starring at each other…

“Where should we go now?”
“I dunno…”
“woohooo! We got kicked out!”

So we ended up in the park near that place, n continued our breakfast on those park tables and benches while feeding the birds with the leftover bread. Ming put up a pretty good circus show then, hehe…

We left victor habour around noon and stopped by at marion (the biggest shopping centre in south Australia konon…but no where close when compared to mid valley). Walked around and I bought a pair of shoes. (am not feeling guilty cuz that’ll be my only pair of girlie shoes, other than heels… my other shoes are sport shoes =p)

So last stop was samuel’s house… finished up our apple juices and distributed the left-overs.

That’s the end of my VH road trip with friends. If u hv read everything I wrote… *clap clap* …most prob u wouldn’t hv, but I jz wanted to write it down for my own remembrance and maybe 50 years down the road I can still read wat I did during my 1st year winter break in Australia.

we were transfering pix from sam's com to a thumbdrive... n there was a camera! wat do we do? yeap... we're cam whores... btw, thats's mandy's peace sign, not mine...
this was during easter... we had a cook-out in sam's place. clockwise: sam, ruby, mark, boon pin, mandy, jez.
we did a music video after that.... it was lame la...

this feature from the digi cam is not bad, heehe... kept us bz for awhile...







i wanna grow taller.... well... with the support from friends, i can get as tall as i want! nyahaha!

pix update

I’m back! With more pix and more updates!

I recently got my hands on some old pix so I’ll jz post it up now.

I’ll be blogging bout my trip to victor harbour, but I’ll do this pic frenzy 1st. btw, I’ve posted some pix taken during the trip in my multiply so jz click on the link on the link -->



Here’s a pic of me and yuk pui. She came over to visit her bro a few weeks ago. Was so glad I got to meet up with someone from taman desa… made me feel home sick again.

And here are some pix taken during the East Side Cell dinner at Sam’s house. We had Japanese food and a German apple pie. i allocated the sushis in place. cool huh? my work of art!!! (i accidentally dropped one sushi into the pot of miso soup and i didnt tell anyone.... till they saw a little piece of floating avocado.. and some rice at the bottom... they began to be a little suspicious)
Ming made green tea icecream… (he bought the packet one, and followed instructions : pour ¾ cups of milk. And he thought he had to pour 3 or 4 cups…. Good thing he was stopped in time)
Then we played an interesting story telling game while drinking up the miso soup.
When the others left… the 7 of us played with the cam and jz did lame stuff on the couch.





after awhile, we got bored...
so we did this
just because we had almost the same jackets (of course, ming's is polo, mine is my bday gift from aunty ivy)

i'm not drunk

How u doin’~? (with eye brow twitched to one side)

I’m doing ok. I woke up this morning, and decided not to be bored anymore. That’s cuz Jezamine Chan is not a boring person, hence she shall not be bored no matter what! So I wrote down things to do rite after I was all motivated and fired up when I saw the sun shine sneak in thru the thick curtains that drew a fine line on the plain white sliding wardrobe door in front of me. I quickly grabbed the notebook and pen that I put on my bedside (its more like, the side part of my bed), it’s for emergency uses…. Like… if I wake up after a super cool dream and I need to write it down… or like when I’m praying and God reminds me of something I need to do, then I can quickly jot it down before I ‘descend’ from my hide out =)

So… today, I was not bored. I had a fixed goal, I had THINGS TO DO!

I did all the usual…. refolded all my clothes again. Watched FRIENDS. Swept floor. Basically did all the boring stuff. BUT! I didn’t complain or even breathe the B word… (until now).

And I’m proud of it. (I can’t believe I’m saying this)

Anywayz, yesterday, I baked sponge cake. Yay! But no, that’s not wat u’re thinking bout….I didn’t bake a sponge cake. I baked the already baked sponge cake… jz to see wat happens to it. I cut the spongy thing into finger size, placed it on a piece of tracing paper on a baking tray, popped it in the heated oven and waited for the results.

It came out rather good. It was like… biscuits! Like… finger sized biscuits! Ahhaha… I shud do this more often. Pop things in the oven and see how it turns out. Wat shud I put in next? Hmmmm…. Maybe I shud dip the left over ‘yong tau foo’ in melted butter, then roll it over some flour then place it in the oven… cool… hey, cooking IS fun! no,this is not cooking. its baking... in that case, i prefer baking to cooking....Haha. speaking of which, lizzie, do not try this at home…u must invite me over if u wanna try such new things, got it? and good luck with cooking for urself!

Woah… ok, I jz starred at the cursor till it disappeared! Hahah… okok, I better type something…. Erm… oh! My aunt taught me how to make tiramisu. I wanted to learn how to make that cuz someone likes it, hehe… so I requested for that to b taught to me. Turns out that its really easy… itz jz that the ingredients r a little hard to get in msia. Anyhoot, the ones we made were not bad (I cant say anything cuz I’ve not tasted the best tiramisu…yet). And I think I jz ate too much at one go… I’m a little… whooozy~ must be too much coffee liquor…

I better hit [publish post] b4 I type anything dumb…

Have a great day people! Mwah!

Why the head butt?

I missed the match for WC’s finals… very disappointed bout that.

It got worse when I found that it was so gan jeong, and filled with juicy happenings and nice penalties.

Anyhow, for those who were unlucky like me and missed the match, here’s a little something u shud know: during the extra time of that tie game, France’s Midfielder, Zinadine Zidane head butted Italy’s defender, Marco Materazzi. Well, it wasn’t a head butt, more like a chest butt.

I was jz disappointed I missed that part, and this 2 guy friends of mine, gave me a whole new insight to that violent and foolish act of mr. Zee.

Joshua Hum revealed that it was cuz zidane wanted to do something really urgent… he needed to answer nature’s call, to sit on his (public) throne, aka to pang sai. So he was in a desperate situation. The closest player was Materazzi. He thinks. Can’t think. So … wham! And , yes!!!! Red card! And hello~ toilet….

Today, Cheese Cake told me a different story regarding the head butt issue. Apparently… Materazzi (uncertain if it was intentionally or unintentionally) pinched Zidane’s nipples when having contact with him on the field. So Zidane got angry, and *dish*! But y wud he pinch his nipples? Maybe it was cuz Zidane called him ‘mother razzi’ and that Italian player thought he was cursing his mom. So, *pinch* and thus began the chain reaction…..

Woah… u feel the heat? U feel the controversy going on in that jam packed stadium and on the live international telecast of this major major event, that happens only once in 4 years, which of all times I had to be sick and miss the final match?!!!!! Gik sei ngo ah…..

juxtapose the extremes

I’ma gonna staya ata homa todaya! Woohooo!!!

Blasting Jamie Cullum songs from my laptop, with my half eaten char xiu bau next to it, in my PJs with messy hair, and painting my nails (plus toe nails) aint something i’d dream of doing. (btw, if u were attentive enuf… u cant ‘blast’ Jamie Cullum songs… it just wont work)

I’m not enjoying my time now maybe cuz I’ve been up and about ydy and the day b4 ydy. Juxtapose two extreme experiences… I see a seriously visible difference. Its like u’re trying to explain how a crooked stick looks like. But find it hard to. So u go get a straight stick n place it beside the crooked one. No further explanations needed.

Lizzie arrived Adelaide and so I’ve been taking her parents and her to places of interest around Adelaide... even to places I’ve not been b4! Will blog about that when I’ve got the pix we took. For now I jz wanna post something up cuz I’ma terlalu bosan and I need to wait for my nail polish to dry b4 I start the cleaning house frenzy again.

Jane will b coming over tonite, she’ll be learning how to cook from my aunt, so yay! I get to learn too! My aunt said she has to pass down her cooking knowledge to us, cuz she said she dun hv to cook no more when in heaven. But the thing is… I dun like to cook. I jz like to eat!

Anyhoota, meesa thinks meesa shud start doing something b4 meesa starts complaining.

Adios~

J.chan's anatomy

Things I found out today:

I’m a right hander, and I tried brushing my teeth with my left hand, and its soooo hard. Go try it, seriously, I didn’t know how retarded my left hand can be… well, not fully, but mostly. Also try dialling the house phone with left hand.
Ok, make it simple. Try switching the channels with ur left thumb. Not as fast as ur right eh? (that is, if u’re right handed)
Or maybe its jz me…

I watched “I not stupid too(2)” today and I cried like a baby. Usually I jz tear a little if the show that I’m watching is sad and all that. But this time, it’s as if it opened the flood gates of my crying self, and I jz sat there crying in front of the TV as if no one was watching. Well, memang there wasn’t anyone watching, thank goodness. But I just didn’t know that I can cry that badly over a show.
Maybe it was cuz of the reality of it, and the closeness of home that I felt thru the show. The hardships of kids under parents’ pressures.
The language they used and the kiasu culture.
I was also emotional when I watched “I not stupid”, but dunno y this time I blubbered like a small kid. And I did laugh so hard at a few scenes also… heheh… was really funny… the dad ordered ‘lame’ chop for dinner, to impress his teenage kid that he’s into the new ‘cool’ language.

And also, I downloaded msn live today. pretty cool functions they have. And I also got a little addicted to the graffiti game in yahoo… all thanks to tim =p its like I found an online picto charade game which I played in kate’s place with the girls from church till 3am on a Monday morning.

I watched Grey’s Anatomy today. Then I had this weird yet truthful conversation with mandy. She said Grey’s Anatomy is not as realistic as House. It’s like talking about their lives as doctors and not about the sickness. I agreed. Well, maybe it was jz the theme of today’s episode, but it’s rather true. It’s more like comparing Alley McBeal with The Practice in the court settings. I think that’s a nice comparison mark. Other than that, I also watched OC for once. I never had a chance to fully finish just one whole episode… yeah… sad case. Oh ya, and I watched Lost. True enuf… I got lost with it too. Mandy is all hyped up to watch 24. and I really wanna watch Prison Break. Well, all these are way much better than Big Brother (a lousy show copied by aus from USA, and now there’s a sex scandal going on in the house). The show was that bad, till the Australian president, Mr. Johnny, said it was a stupid show and channel 10 shud really take it down. I think its all part of the media/entertainment world. Put some good looking ppl in a house, rock up some juicy tittle-tattle, and there u go, a daily show for commoners who can bear the lameness.

Anywayz, I’m starting to enjoy my holidays. Lizzie is finally here in Adelaide! I’ll be bringing her and her family around tmr. Horny is happy till he can explode any moment. Mandy is having photography lessons for her elective course (how cool is that?!). my uncle is studying. I think he’s doing his phd or something… my aunt promised to teach me how to make tiramisu one day. And as for me, I’m finishing the book “Rich Dad, Poor Dad”, starting to attend paradise church (neh… the one with guy Sebastian) and sleeping with my darling lately. And I enjoy it =)
btw, my darling = my ftec laptop.

How great is He? How great?

When things happen not according to my way,
And it’s the consequences I have to pay,
I just feel like curling up into a ball,
Then into His arms I want to fall.

Others will see the happy side of me,
But He understands more than what the naked eye can see.
They may demand me to fully play my part,
Yet all He does is patiently wait for my heart.

What more can I ask for? What more?
When I’ve a God who fills me to the core.
How less will I receive? How less?
The answer is never! And “you’ll always get the best”.

Sometimes His presence can be so tangible,
And His voice can be so loud, its un-sangka-rable,
His arms will swoop down at the right time to save me,
To save this sinful thing, so unworthy.

It’s so natural for me to keep running away,
To avoid the challenges, and keep going astray,
Yet He uses situations to call me back
So that I won’t be lost, let alone slack.

When can I be free? When can I?
Must I wait till the day I die?
Who will protect and hold me? Who will?
When I’m climbing the steep and risky hill.

Questions will come continuously
And there may be no end for this misery.
But it’s so obvious that the answers are there,
That my awesome God is always there to care.

-jez

winter wonder

“My tummy needs sushi more than my finger needs a ring, so sushi it shall be!”
–amanda wong, my lovely cousin sis.

Hahha, just something I find very interesting…. She would spend hours in diva (a jewellery shop along rundle mall) trying to pick the right earrings and rings. Then end up deciding to have sushi instead of buying the ring. Its amazing how girls’ brain works. And by that I cant say much about it… cuz I’m not too sure how they work…

Anywayz, this entry is not about girls’ mind, buts its gonna be about my 1st experience of winter.

The bad points:
- taking the clothes out to dry and taking them back is so hard! Its so cold and the clothes never seem to dry up… cold hands on wet clothes when the wind blows… wahhh…embrrrrracing arctic feel for awhile. Here is where the dryer will be the adored machine in the household.
- Getting up in the morning… its so nice n warm under the duck-down sheets… susah lah~
- Placing my warm butt on the icy cold toilet seat is always very irritating
- I have to keep my short pants and skirts up in the unreachable part of the wardrobe, cuz its sad to look at clothes that u cant wear now…
- U know the feeling of opening the fridge and there’s a slight cold breeze that hits ur face with a soft and gentle stroke? Well… that feeling has been to put to hold for 3 months. Now my whole earth IS the fridge! My aunt keeps the fruits outside, cuz no place in the fridge and the fruits will still stay so fresh. The fridge is kinda useless for now.
- Bad winter days can be really depressing cuz of the gloomy clouds.
- It gets dark at 4 or 5-ish every evening. And its like there’s no evening anymore!

The good points:
- dun have to use air-con in the car
- dun have to eat ice cream so fast, cuz it wont melt fast unless u’re beside the heater
- this is the most remarkable and the thing that I feel that its worth living thru winter for. It’s the fantastic setting of the sun in the short evenings. Its when I can see how God can amazingly make the colours purple and orange match. Sometimes its pink and yellow with a touch of orange. Sometimes its baby blue with a burgundy line right across the never ending sky. Its like… woah!!!!

So I wanna say… I really thank God for creating seasons. Seasons are cool. Sometimes a bit too cool till its icy cold. But still it gives me a slight glimpse of how heaven can be like when I see how great His creations are down here on earth.

this reminds me of...

It’s almost impossible to be left with literally NOTHING to do. At the midst of my empty scheduled week, I managed to do so many meaningful things. Which includes cleaning the whole house, rearranging my closet, watching all DVDs available in the house, finishing one season of FRIENDS, cooking up some weird but edible delicacies, reading up about HTML, bronchitis and strokes, and the whole book of Ecclesiastes(which isn’t very long), and going for walks that were one hour long, etc.

And not forgetting adding the links that I now have on my blog site. I took a crash course of HTML stuff from lizzie, hahah, n I managed to add those links to this site, woot~

It’s cool how HTML works. Go find out urself. My point is… I was a computer illiterate but now, I know some stuff wei, dun play play…. And this reminds me of PCK’s sars rap. Go check it out. I laughed so hard when I heard him combine ‘I’m a survivor’ with ‘ice ice baby’, and ‘can’t touch this’ into one song. Thankx horny, for telling me about it.

And btw, the link to cheesecake’s poems is cool. Go check out the poems he wrote. I met this poetic feller through BRATS, and I always enjoyed his work. It’s a classic.

So ppl, just a short reminder to encourage u that u can never be TOO bored to sit there and do nothing… This reminds me of this girl who reads blogs for hours till now she almost finished all my archives… geng….

movie freak

Dusts were flying around, the humming of the vacuum cleaning drowned the dance music from the little stereo on the freezer, and I was bz sneezing behind carpets and rugs.

This is my 3rd day in the house. Other then going out for walks in the park, up to the supermarket to buy groceries, and to aunty ivy’s house for dinner, I’ve been home for three whole days and will be home for another whole day tmr. How did I survive? I don’t know, it’s just amazing.

Lately I’ve been watching movies… at random, anything goes. I watched the 1st cd of Godfather- was not bad, only found out that the young guy was al pacino towards the end of the show.

I also watched Analyse This with al pacino in it! Was so funny when they did the scene of God father in this show… duane and I were laughing so hard…

Then I watched lemeny snicket’s a series of unfortunate events (or something like that) for the 2nd time! Still as good as the 1st time watching it. But the CD was abit cacat… it was boon pin’s. though he warned us about the scratch… we were just desperate.

Next was Be Cool. For the 2nd time… haih… didn’t wanna watch that show but cuz it was already in the player… no one wanted to move, so we (Mandy, Duane and I) just wanted it anyways)

I also watched Eurotrip! Hahah, lame show but it had the touch of reality to it… and the cool thing was… marcuz also watched that show (so coincidentally) and we both had the same impression of it, hahaha, not gonna say wat.

Oh yeah I also watched Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon; and Hero. Been watching a lot of ziyi shows ever since duane pointed out that I do resemble some of her looks. And one thing I noticed from her shows… her characters are always the same. A strong minded woman, has a deep passion for something, loyal and speaks with actions. But the bad part is… she ALWAYS does stupid stuff for guys…. WHY?! ‘bai zai nan ren shou sang’ –fails in man’s hands- Oh ya, and she’s very good in dying also. Very good…

And not forgetting the lame-to-de-extreme Austin Powers! I can’t remember which one was it, but it was the one Dr Evil stole his mojo. Watched it with duane just to kill time.

I also watched Pride and Prejudice. I loooooove these kind of movies where they dress like that and have such visible cleavages. And the spoken English was marvellous, simply arrogant in its own humble way. We all melted when mr. Darcy expressed his love for Elizabeth.

Mr. Darcy: You must know... surely, you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope as I'd scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

To match with that, I watched Amadeus. The life story of Mozart. Huwah! Chun man… ppl can actually be so crazy after music! Which reminds me of my cousin Joshua. He mite be coming over to aus to study music and forget about SPM!!! I really hope that plan works out for him.

Actually I did watch plenty of other shows but I cant really remember which ones… just to name a few: The Nugget (Australian film, hv to watch a trillion times for my assignment) , 40 days n 40 nights, house of the flying daggers, shrek 2(again), Rabbit proof fence, the gay Brokeback Mountain, the march of the penguins, all that jazz, V for vendetta, take the lead, wild wild west, the castle, looking for alibrandi, Gallipoli, muriel’s wedding, cracker jack, Pocahontas(again), my fair lady (*2 thumbs up*)… and more.. cant think anymore now…

Well, these are the days where u’d be counting down the hours for weekend to come. I’m not complaining, and never will want to. I just hope I can just do something more exciting than cleaning the house and cooking (well, at least I’m trying…)

Dodgy-surveys-that-u-get-tagged-after-reading-them

I’ve been (unfortunately) tagged…
Haih… shua, this is what I’d do for my best friend. Dodgy-surveys-that-u-get-tagged-after-reading-them….

10 years ago I was:

• short
• 10 years younger
• Studying in a harsh Chinese semi-private skool that tyrannized cute little kids like me
  Got 1st place in class (was sort of the 2nd last class =p)
• Ate milo powder and sugar from the jar then drank water cuz I was too lazy to make a drink
• Played war games using cushions and pillows with cousins. We had lego as our granite, bolsters as bazookas, and we had to wave that naked barbie doll as a sign of surrendering to the other troop.

5 years ago I was:

• short
• 5 years younger
• a ‘korperasi’ member then with jia wei, sook mun, pei yun…(I think)
• Playing the stupid game with the guys in class where we’d get kicked in the shin bone
• Low profile student
• Side kick of heidi and jia wei

1 year ago I was:

• Short
• 1 year younger
• Studying in INTI nilai (SAM)
• Learning how to live independently with marmite soup and nestle cereals
• Came up with a weird name for two of my best friends…
• A frisbee players (a lousy one)
• Served God out of my comfort zone
  

Yesterday I was:

• Still short
• Very happy because I handed in my final assignment
• Had fun with boon and sam in china town food court
• Thinking of home and those that I love and miss a lot
• Looking for pre-made roti canai in that packed hong kong grocery store
• Guilty of buying another top in Deborah K
  

5 most recent songs I listened to:

• Elton john and Leann rimes- written in the stars
• Eminem- just loose it
• Pink- dear mr. president
• Kirk franklin- Hosanna
• Misha omar- bunga-bunga cinta

5 songs I know all the words to:

• Jason mraz- remedy
• Jason mraz- you and I both
• Jay chou- hei se you muo
• Juwita suwito- only in the dark
• Jesus loves me this I know
  (hey, all Js!)
  

5 ideal places for running away to:

• My room in cheras, kl, msia.
• Midvalley with cash in hands
• Bathroom (not toilet)
• A cinema with *ahem* someone
• Anyplace where I can be with my friends will be a good place to be running to
  

5 items I really want:

• A ticket back to Malaysia, dated today
• Roti pisang with teh-o-ice-limau
• A bass set
• A camera phone
• A trampoline
  

5 things I should be doing right now:

• Cleaning the leftovers in the kitchen
• Not doing this survey
• Packing up my desk
• Stop singing out loud
• talk to duane who’s reading some magazine in the lounge while waiting for the time mandy finishes her studies so we can all watch a movie (that’s wat I’m waiting for too now)
  

5 biggest joys in life:

• life itself
• friends (there’re no other words to further express how grateful I am with these blessings) and family
• food
• achievement in doing something that I couldn’t do b4
• singing
  

5 people I tag:

• my secret blog reader (u know who u r)
• erm, whoever who feels like doing this… I jz did it for shua… and cuz I’m bored… so I’m gonna tag anyone unless u feel like doing this Dodgy-survey-that-u-get-tagged-after-reading-them

Out of my comfort zone and into the frying pan

Today, I discovered something new about myself. I discovered that I will not be a good house wife.

-_-“ R u laughing? Eh dun la… I’m serious here…

The alarm clock went off at 9am. My eyes were closed tight but my mind was wildly thinking about the cool dream I had. Soon after the post-dream syndrome, I starred at the ceiling (which was not very far from me cuz I’m sleeping on the top bunk of the bed) and asked myself: which paragraph do I have to write today? How many more words to reach 2500? Which aspect do I have to expand on? …. Hey wait a sec. I dun have any other assignments to do anymore!!! Woohooo! LIBERTY! Uh huh ~ uh huh~ one two one two~ put chur hand in de air, laik u just don cair~ just loose it, ah ah ah ah ah !

After all that self-party, I went out to the pantry n found no breakfast to feed this hungry and crazy lady. So I put on a jacket, took my wallet n slipped in my running shoes n walked all the way out to the supermarket. No idea how far it is but yeap, I walked out into the street on a fine winter Saturday morning with my faithful mp3 baby.

I bought food and breakfast supply for the week under a super low budget. For those of u who still do not know… my aunt n uncle left Mandy and I here in Adelaide for 3 weeks, to survive this thing called independence. And Mandy is gonna sit for her exams next week, and I’m already free from assignments as expressed earlier on. So I gotta cook n do most of the things so that Mandy can focus on her studies. I’m not complaining cuz she has been cooking n for the past 2 weeks an all I did was eat up wat she cooked, heehee, n I’m super grateful for that =p hence now… its time to repay her by doing what I possibly can around the house. She even made brownies ydy while I was out! Yum~ thank God for Mandy’s itchy hands…

So today, I did the grocery, I cooked lunch, took the clothes out, cleaned the toilet and bathroom, cleaned the kitchen and I mite as well clean up the bedroom after this. Sounds like a house wife’s day rite? If I had to add in stuff like fetch the kids to and from skool, watch oprah winfrey after the afternoon news n tuck the kids into bed at nite. Well… to my future husband (whoever u r) I don’t like this house keeping thing, so let me go to work n get the cleaner lady to clean up the mess. This ain’t my cup of tea. However… I must admit, that cleaning n scrubbing really was a good work out. Hahah… I’m glad I get to achieve these tasks today.

While cleaning the toilet tiles, it reminded me of the story of Mary and Martha. Jesus visited the house of Mary and Martha one day, n one was so caught up with her work n she complained that her sis was not helping. Here’s the story [Luke 10:38-42]:

38. Now it came to pass, as they went, that he (Jesus) entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house. 39. And she had a sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus' feet, and heard his word. 40. But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me. 41. And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: 42. But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.

Sometimes we gotta know which is more important and be wise in our priorities. I’m not saying that I’m very wise, but I think what Jesus replied Martha was very chun. We may be so worried and get carried away with what we think is our main duty/ chore, and we may even think that accomplishing those duties will please God or please others around us. But we do not realized that Jesus wants us to choose “that good part, which shall not be taken away…”. Mary knew that the chances of Jesus going to her house was very slim, so she chose to sit at his feet when he came to visit, n not be doing the things she can do any other time. But Martha didn’t do that n wanted to show good hospitality to the honoured visitor. I’m sure Martha’s intention was good but she jz missed the point n went too far.

So I guess out of all the busy times we have, exams, assignments, serving in church, house chores, work etc., we gotta look beyond those n choose what’s good. Not to say drop all those work n do ntg but sit. But to just seek God at the midst of ur busy day and listen to wat He has to say. Just like Mandy, she’s a living testimony to this and I look up to her for that. Even though she has soooo much to study, I can see that she never skips her quiet-time every morning. She’ll get up so early and read the bible while I’m still in dreamland. I wish I cud hv such discipline to just sit at Jesus’ feet and listen to his word.

Barney and the Shmoo

We learn new things every single day, and here’s what I found out when doing my 2000word essay about rhetoric.

U remember our good friend, Barney? The purple dinosaur who hypnotized kids into singing that song of friendship.

Yeap, that dude…

Ok, now I found out that the meaning for the word ‘barney’ means noisy quarrel.
So that explains all the diverted versions of that friendship song…

Another thing I found out today… I told Mandy about the fallacy of Barney, n she told me she also just knew about another cartoon character that has a weird motive of living. The SHMOO!

read all about it, and find out more in wikipedia.

The Shmoo first appeared in the strip in August 1948. According to Shmoo legend, the lovable creature laid eggs, gave milk and died of sheer esctasy when looked at with hunger. The Shmoo loved to be eaten and tasted like any food desired. Anything that delighted people delighted a Shmoo. Fry a Shmoo and it came out chicken. Broil it and it came out steak. Shmoo eyes made terrific suspender buttons. The hide of the Shmoo if cut thin made fine leather and if cut thick made the best lumber. Shmoo whiskers made splendid toothpicks. The Shmoo satisfied all the world's wants. You could never run out of Shmoon (plural of Shmoo) because they multiplied at such an incredible rate. The Shmoo believed that the only way to happiness was to bring happiness to others. Li'l Abner discovered Shmoos when he ventured into the forbidden Valley of the Shmoon, against the frantic protestations of Ol' Man Mose. "Shmoos," he warned, "is the greatest menace to hoomanity th' world has evah known." "Thass becuz they is so bad, huh?" asked Li'l Abner. "No, stupid," answered Mose, hurling one of life's profoundest paradoxes at Li'l Abner. "It's because they're so good!"Ironically, the lovable and selfless Shmoos ultimately brought misery to humankind because people with a limitless supply of self-sacrificing Shmoos stopped working and society broke down. Seen at first as a boon to humankind, they were ultimately hunted down and exterminated to preserve the status quo. (Thought extinct after the 1948 adventure, one Shmoo always seemed to escape to Dogpatch's Valley of the Shmoon to form a new colony and a later plot revival by Capp). Licensed Shmoo merchandise became a huge phenomenon in the late '40s and early '50s, spawning a wide variety of dolls, toys, glasses, wallpaper, belts, books, jewelry, balloons, clocks, ashtrays, cannisters, salt & pepper shakers, dairy products, banks, belts and ear muffs. There was even an official Shmoo fishing lure! These are all highly collectible items today. <http://www.lil-abner.com/shmoo.html>


sorry i cant get the pic of shmoo into this post... blogger is being choosy these days... go to the site n see if u wanna eat that creature or not.

zhar dou

I know I should be doing my assignment and not blogging (like everyone else) but then I need a break after one whole day of sitting down in front of my laptop with the heater blowing directly at me and my supply of chocolates nicely sitting behind my laptop screen. (and yes it is still like this now, but the difference is that I’m TAKING A BREAK)

I was going thru lyrics of fall out boys (one of shua’s entry said it’s a nice song so I went n download) and yeap, it’s a classic. Nice but no idea what its talking about. And and… shua, this is the chorus lyrics to it:

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded gun complex, cock it and pull it

And also, I saw some very bizarre song titles by the fall out boys. Even the name of the group also like… “huh!?”. The other songs from the album “From Under The Cork Tree” are such as ‘Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued’ and ‘I've Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)’ and ‘Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends’ and ‘I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me’ and ‘Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)’.

No kidding, those were the TITLES of the songs… very zhar dou….

Oh ya, another zhar dou thing I heard ydy. Was going home from OCF in Ming’s car. Went to McD’s drive thru for nuggets for Ruby, and Sam treated us with more nuggets. So when waiting for our turn, we had this weird conversation in the car.

Jez: eh, ydy mandy and I made our own pasta sauce. With no recipe ntg, we jz created one ourselves.

Mandy: yeah, we named it ala mandy~

huey chi: so if u cook up the cat, make it into stew, then we can call it ala cat (sounds like a la carte) [she was scratched by a fat cat in samuel’s hse b4]

Everyone: *laugh*

Samuel: well, I know how to make a special meal called ‘ala ding’

Everyone: *silence*

Jez: whats ala ding?

Samuel: heheh… neh, whatever u put in microwave is ala ding.

Ming: *sweat*

Everyone: *eats nuggets with bbq sause in silence*

If u don’t get the ala ding, go to the nearest microwave, put something in it, start it and wait for the sound. It should be a universal sound made my microwaves all around the world. Some may sound techy, but the classic ones are all the same.

Ok, I gotta get out of this room before I start counting the 5cent coins I’ve collected.

] Mozzie Magnet [

I think if u know me well enuf, u shud know that I’m pretty much of a mozzie magnet. Mozzie magnet meaning an attraction for the all time famous pest—mosquito!

I found out that new ‘mozzie magnet’ term ydy while watching a show called “what’s good for u” (I like the intro song where they go ‘did ur mama tell u wats good for u~’). Aussies call mozzies ‘mozzies’ cuz they practically add ‘ies’ behind most things… like… Woolworth > woollies; ugh boots > uggies; umbrella> brellie; Australia> aussie: jezamine > jezzie; etc.

Now the amazing fact about mozzie magnets is not cuz the blood is sweeter or that person did not bathe for a long time. But its cuz of a certain chemical that is released from the skin and also the reaction towards the mozzie bites.

I didn’t quite pay attention to the whole thing, but I know that some ppl produce a type of chemical which mozzies like, so they are more attracted to them. And also, some ppl are a little allergic to the saliva of the mozzie, so after the bite, there will be a red bulging patch on the skin. I used to spot the hidden mickey whenever I get SOME mozzie bites. So not every one will have little hernias on the surface of the skin every time a mozzie bites… only some ppl will have it so those who react that way will think that they hv been bitten more than the others but in actual fact its cuz they can visibly count the bites, and the other didn’t even know they’ve been bitten cuz tak ada reaction.

I remember the times when horny and I always study downstairs at block E. that’s like the mosquito haven man! Ppl study sitting down mah, rite? So the smart mozzies go have their feast while students try to rush for their last minute revision. I remember horny used to sit there to let the mozzie bite him so that they won’t come to me, hahaha, but didn’t work… all kena as many bites. Mosquito repellents were of good use, but they stink…

After staying in OZ for a few months now, I’ve only been bitten by mozzies once… I think its cuz mozzie breed faster in tropical countries and OZ is too dry for them blood suckers. Or maybe it’s because I don’t produce that sort of chemical anymore… or I’m not allergic to da saliva… dunno… I’m jz glad I’m not a mozzie magnet anymore!

the random trilogy

Ok, just a fast one.

Last last week, samuel called at 10pm, invited mandy and I to go out for ice-cream with Christina. We were a bit hesitant cuz it was freezing cold that nite and we were getting ready for bed d. but wat the heck, we jz went for it, n left the house in hour PJs, n house slippers (with socks). It was such a whacky idea but its fun to do such stuff once in a while. So Christina came with her old junky, n drove us to the nearest petrol station (BP) n we went in the kiosk for ice-creams, samuel’s treat, cuz it was his idea after all.
We ate our frozen sticks, out in the cold nite beside the petrol station. Reminded me very much of mamak times, but with much more heat… after that icy moment, we went back home in that junky, n stayed in there outside of the house for awhile just talking about random stuff. we took a pic with mandy’s new w800 sony ericson phone and it blinded us… so we decided to smile with eyes closed instead.


And here’s a pic of what I had for dinner when dai yee came back from Malaysia--
Home made steam boat!!!! So I had extra ‘gam zhang gu’ (if u know what that is) Dai yee actually brought back a steam boat pot thingy! And btw, she also brought back fat man’s noodles (fei lou min!!!) was surprised that the sniffer dogs didn’t bite off her whole luggage that contained the noodles.



Lastly, this was taken quite some time ago. It was an OCF outing for newbies, hosted by hui yin who’s already gone back to Malaysia. It was the start of autumn and the beach (Henley Beach) was so freakin cold! The weather wasn’t so good also, so we went into a café near the jetty for some hot drinks. More pix were taken but its still in ah boon’s camera… some ppl jz seem to b so bz they cant get simple things done such as upload pix for others… cis cis cis…
pic1, these were most of us who went that day.... and alot more taking pictures, hahah... the same amount of ppl taking pictures of the same amount of ppl posing.
pic2, ah boon and ah bock. BS leader and BS group member who i can bully, nyahaha..

~end of random trilogy~

my last piece of Tim Tam

My last piece of Tim Tam…
sat nicely in its place.
Waiting. Calling out my name.
Jezamine… Jezamine…
the chant gets louder each second.
Sombrely it waited for my touch.
For my mad addiction upon it to gentle removed it from the casing,
and lay it upon my tongue…
and allow the force of my teeth
gnaw on its luscious chocolate coating.

Pulling my hair, I sat on my usual Tim Tam seat
Starring at the brown box that rested on the cosmetic drawer.
The portraits of little Tim Tams on the box
Were as surreal and fake as those I enjoy in my dreams.
But the value of each modest piece of Tim Tams
Gives me pleasure and delight
Bite after bite.

This feeble willpower of mine
Looked like tofu under the attack of a chainsaw.
Finally giving in to the lure and enticement of my favourite delicacy
I embraced the last piece and said my farewells.
I placed it where it was longing to be at…
Nibbled, chewed, and sank it into my teeth.
My very last Tim Tam became an insignificant particle
Disappeared as I swallowed the crashed bits.


My last piece of Tim Tam,
Though so small, but great in its abilities.
It gave me a motivation and a hope to look forward to,
And erased all tangible calamities…

My last piece of Tim Tam…
Truly, it made my day~

something stupid

I just did a stupid thing today (not on purpose). I kinda miss doing stupid stuff, but those stupid stuff are classified under “doing stupid stuff intentionally with other ppl who can laugh about it with u” category.

So on this normal autumn’s day, I did my usual stuff… lazed around then headed for uni. I was somehow running late cuz I watched an extra episode of FRIENDS which was not as planned. So I rushed out, slipped on a pair of thongs (slippers /flip-flops) grabbed the jacket aunty ivy gave me and hurried to the bus stop.

Fortunately I didn’t miss the bus. Unfortunately, it was violently cold outside even though the sun was shinning. The jacket was good in keeping me warm but its not a wind breaker… so I turned to ice every time a breeze swept by.

And oh yeah… my feet… it like I wasn’t walking cuz I couldn’t feel my feet. I was jz moving but I didn’t know wat made me reposition myself forward… if one toe of mine fell off, I wouldn’t even notice…

Things didn’t go that bad once I went into the kaf (that’s how the uni spells cafeteria… and they call themselves a uni). No wind. Only the greasy smell from the chips.

After class, I had to catch a bus home, cuz dai yee’s not here to pick me up from uni… my friends n I were shivering at the bus stop, yet trying not to drop the boring conversation on our oral presentation. “winter’s not that bad actually. It only gets nasty when u’re caught by the rain, all drenched in rain water, and the wind blows directly at u… man… u’ll b freezing ur ballz off!” was what my OZ-born-hongkee friend said.

So at about 5.40pm, I reached bus stop 41. I quickened my pace to get home as fast as I cud, focusing my thoughts on ramli burger (someone reminded me of the existence of that high skool luxury- u know who u r). It was 10 degrees Celsius and the sun was no where to b seen then. Of all things… y did I slip on thongs?!?!? Sheesh!

Anyhow, many thanks goes to uncle Jason who bought a heater for Mandy and I. I guess its his fatherly instinct to get us one for our room cuz we’ve been going out to the lounge to stick close to the fire place (the heater runs on gas, not on coal) I should hv thought twice about me being a full-blooded Malaysian and cant tahan the cold much, so I shud wrap up more layers before setting my foot out from the house, but the heater jz took that thought away from me today….

the cool tutor

hollar yawl!
hahhaa, i jz received an email from my cultural studies and public relations tutor. jz picture a jamaican dude with spex and his hair braided up, wearing a shirt n jeans. hahah .... here's the email:


Too many complains about Assign IT once again yo! I feel yo all, dawg! You ain't got no time tah shed tears and cry. Stop worrying about it and start chilling and stay calm. It is possible that the Assign IT is not YET activated, who knows!! While I'm doing ma enquiry, hand up the hard copy in the box and go home and chill with your homies.

See ya in the tute!

Love but Not Bomb!
sulay

-end of email-


oh ya,btw, he worked in msia for a few years (Shell's PR department) and taught in HELP institute b4 coming here last year. he's from a small african country (i cant remember the name) and he grew up in USA.

now thats the ~cool~ tutor,
dats wat i'm tolkin bout... peace out broda!

warning: crappiest post (so far)

Now… ask me how does it feel to stay up late, cracking my head to write about rhetoric and reasoning in a uni’s computer lab with only 3 ppl left at 11.30pm Sunday nite?
It feels cool man!!! It’s like I’m a blady hard working student who has no life! Ohh, sorry for the word ‘blady’… its like an aussie slang that is so addictive… (they even had an ad controversy over it) I shall not say that again.
It is hard to speak in polite English when the 2 of my group mates (the 3 ppl left were me n 2 of my group mates) has this oz accent which also includes all the swearing n sh.. and stuff… but I’m trying… doing well too, hehhe.
So other than feeling holy, I feel like a hardworking ar… person tonite. I’ve never felt that way b4… cuz I’ve never took the initiative to be in campus at any freakin cold nite. If it wasn’t for this group assignment, I wouldn’t be reaching home at 1.30am and feeling proud I was actually in uni at nite!
Well, its now autumn and the max temp is 19c if we’re lucky… the lowest is 6c!!! no sh.. erm.. I’m serious! I miss my short pants… they r all nicely packed in my luggage bag together with my skirts…
Anywayz, not complaining yet… we’ll see how I survive in winter… nyahahaha, I’ll b like a round fur ball rolling around magill. My campus is comparatively colder than other campuses cuz there’s more trees there… too much oxygen till mankind can’t breathe! Hahah, nola… not that bad.
Notice I’m not making sense in wat I’m typing now…. Reason: I jz wanna combo marcuz while waiting for someone to come online. Well, not really la, I jz wanna combo marcuz. End of story….
If u’ve read this post up till this point… I respect… cuz if I were u I’d b moving my cursor to the red X button on the top rite corner after reading the 1st few lines… maybe even 1st few words…
Ok, time to end this crap. I blame this fully on the sweets I ate…
Oh ya, n I failed in submitting 4 posts in one go like some crazy dude who woke up early in the morning did.
So nitez peeps~ yaw(fades away)…

suicidal...

Riddle taken from OCF (Elaine tang)

There were 2 guys, both putus cinta, so they wanted to commit suicide. Both of them live in the same building/apartment/condominium/flat/etc.

Guy A lives on the 1st floor

Guy B lives on the 10th floor

So the time came n both of them jumped off from the floor that they each live in. what is the difference between these two cases?









Think harder….









Guys B { aaaaaaaaAAAAaaaaaAAAAAaaaHHH….. *bom!*}



Guy A { *bom!* ahhh}


That’s the difference….

story of a rat

Other than having to write about 9000+ words for all my assignments in total, and shivering in front of the laptop, I’m living a good life.

Today, I managed to have a brief chat with my ex-roomie, grace, and she just told me the most hilarious thing!!!

Now here’s a little back ground of the situation: after I left Inti last year, a girl from china took over my place in my inti hostel room, hence, being grace’s new roomie. I can tell that she wasn’t so excited about it cuz she shifted the beds apart (we used to have our beds placed next to each other). I met this china girl before… she looks sweet and courteous, but I dunno y she has some soft of way that she speaks that make u feel kinda manipulated… well, not that bad la… I dun mean to be so harsh but that’s jz how I feel.

So the story went like this: for a few weeks, china girl (cg) tells grace that there’s a rat in the room. Grace wasn’t convinced and didn’t really bothered much. Then for a few nites, cg woke grace up at 2am to tell her that she saw the rat again. Grace went back to sleep. “so...no issue lo.....two days later ...she woke me up with her shriek and screams...for about 3times in one night” quote msn msg.

So about two days ago she did the same thing, she jumped out of her bed in da middle of the night saying that there’s a rat under her bed. “then she bang her head on the table n was hospitalised for two days” I was like… omg… that’s…. weird…. “she was jumpin off her bed… so dunno how she jump la...then she hit her head on the wall then the table”. I just cant imagine how it’ll be if I’m in the room… grace said she just went back to sleep (the both of us r very good sleepers btw, hahaha)

Grace turned the room up-side-down and still couldn’t find any rat!!! Cg had her head wrapped up like a bun just because of her imagination/ hallucination. (there was no bleeding no ntg…) grace jz saw her rubbing her head after the fall when grace was half asleep…. Then she had her head wrapped up the following day.

Short story about a rat who annoyed a girl from china, yet explained by the Ipoh girl that made me laugh so hard (not proud of it… feeling bad that cg hurt herself…)

So ppl… if u think there’s rat in ur room… sleep on the floor so if u ever jump, u wont fall off ur bed n hit the table.

random blogging...its not illegal

“G’day, how’s it going?” is what u get when u reach a cash counter at a departmental store or boarding the bus. They ask u that, but dun bother with ur answer. That’s how things go. It fun learning all these OZ cultures.

They’re NEVER late for anything. Nor are they early. They’re jz there when the second hand reaches the time of appointment. They’re PUNCTUAL…. Never early, never late.

“wow, that’s heaps good!” putting u on top of the world but actually that’s just wat they say everytime u do something. Its not heaps good. Its just ok. But then they tend to exaggerate. “oh awesome! The show was fantastic! I reckon that was the best I’ve seen!” will be something said after a rather good show, but not super duper ‘geng’. For me, I’d stick to “ermmm, well, it was not bad…”

Actually, I kinda like their style. All easy going. Adelaide is the festival state. And they hv heaps of festivals thru out the year. My friend (a Chinese but born n grew up here) told me that yes there are tonnes of festivals, parades, carnivals all year round, but then if there’s none of those going on, the city is back to its normal self. lizzie... be prepared for the worst! (but then we've gone thru nilai.. hahah, how bad can it get?) He claimed that this is the worst state in Australia. I asked him wat about Tasmania, and he said “ohh… we sort of like eliminated that state, hahah, its just like a puny neighbour near us”. Poor tazzies…

And I’m so used to their accent now, I think I can speak like I was born here… however, I was corrected that day. By this lady who helps me in my assignments. She told me that it was obvious that I’m a foreigner cuz of the certain words that I say.

Economic – I say “ee-koh-noh-mik”; they say “eh-ka-noh-mik”
Advertisement—I say “at-va-tis-ment”; they say “ad-verr-tis-ment”
Maggie mee—I say “meh-gi-mee”; they say “meh-jee-noodles”

There are a lot more but I cant think of any rite now… anywayz, I’m enjoying the learning process. Its just funny sometimes I thought I was rite but turns out I’m the weird dude… but then again, its cultural.. just like dance [u can say daans, or u can say dens]

So yeah, I’ve not been blogging lately cuz I was bz doing ntg. Hahah… actually I’ve been bz with something, but I just dunno wat. Oh yeah! I’ve been reading…. Reading the stuff that is sort of like required for my course but no one does it… except for me. And I just read a cultural studies reading ydy, about weblogs of teenage girls. The author, Denise Sevick Bortree from USA ended her article, which titled “presentation of self on the Web: an ethnographic study of teenage girls’ weblogs” by commenting that “blogging about one’s life strikes me as narcissistic in the sense that these girls believe others will want to come to their site and read about their lives” (2005). She was sort of biased in her research but that’s her…

I dun hv much to say about it… cuz the range of research was from 14-18 year old girls, and I’m already proudly out of that scope, hahaha!

So anyways, I think blogging is fun. I can just write and not care if my points are scattered everywhere, or if my points are clearly argued. I dun hv to do in-text referencing. I can ignore fallacies. I dun hv to spell check, do word count, do the Harvard referencing, save, print, submit.

Thank you Lord for my mommy

Thank you Lord for mommy’s eyes
That sees beyond the line.
Eyes that are able to catch me by surprise,
And spots what I was intending to find.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s nose
That swells up red when she sneezes,
And when it starts running like a hose
I’ll get her some tissues—two pieces.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s mouth,
Which taught me how to speak.
And smiles at me whenever I pout,
That makes me feel soft and meek.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s shoulders,
That my head rested upon when I was a baby.
It’s so strong that it can hold boulders
Yet still makes her a beautiful lady.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s hands,
That caught me when I fell.
Though I’m now in a far away land,
I can still feel her supporting spell.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s legs,
That walked with me to the dentist’s room.
No matter how life gives me the kicks,
Those legs guide me out of doom.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s heart,
That beats to see her baby again.
Which will somehow be torn apart
If she sees her daughter be in pain.

Most of the time I’ll try not to cry,
Not because I’m no longer a kid.
But ‘cuz I know that before every tear of mine runs dry,
My mom sheds twice as much tears as I did.

-Jezamine Chan-
To her mom (who else?!)
[2006]

jokes for broke blokes

Here’re some jokes for the broke blokes.

Hehe, jokes are a cheap way of entertainment, and here are some jokes that I’ve compiled from wat my old lame friend, kim beng (who jz got a super expensive guitar and named it after me- haha, actually its after the term ‘jazz’ and he calls it/her jez, so I claim that its named after me) just told me today.
Some may be jokes that u’ve heard b4 but jz laugh along to build up momentum, heehee

Warning: some can be super lame, so dun blame me for it… read at ur own risk~


1st and foremost, u want the short joke or the long joke?
Ok, I give u both

Long joke:

Joooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooke

Short joke:

Joke



2. Why is 6 scared of 7?


cuz 7 ate [8] 9



3. If *showing my hand vertically* is an apartment....
Then *showing hand horizontally* is…?


A flat



4. This is a maths question

O, T, T, F, F, S, S, …. wats next?


E, N, T

Y? cuz its One, Two, Three, Four, … (u do the math)



5. The sun rises on the east and sets in the west, a rooster stands on the top of the roof, lays an egg. Which side will the egg come out?


Roosters dun lay eggs!



6. wats sticky n brown?


A brown stick



7. wats the mother of all board games?


Mother board



8. how many ppl does it require to change a light bulb?


Amanda (a man! Duh~)



9. burger apakah sentiasa gembira?


burger-mbira



10. berus apakah sangat kuat?


Berus Lee



11. mikroorganisma apakah sentiasa gembira?


bacte-RIA



12. siapakah yang paling kurus di dunia ini?


Tom Kurus



13. one day, a hunter was out hunting for pigeon, he saw a group of pigeon, around 10...he aim his rifle.. shoots...all the pigeon fell down....why?


cause the gunshot was loud...so all the pigeon close their ears



14. one day a hunter was out hunting a rare kind of bird in the jungle....on top of the tree there was a monkey, and right at that moment he saw the bird, took his rifle to shoot it! He missed the bird but the monkey nose is bleeding....why?


The monkey was digging his nose...then when the hunter shoots he terkejut....so he ter-poke his nose wit his finger

competition

One fine day, there was a competition in heaven. Jesus as host had Satan invited up to heaven as his rival. The judge was God (and He promised to be fair in this case- as He always is). So the competition was this: to prove who the best IT man is in the entire universe and also in other realms. To do that, competitors had to come up with a super chunted programme or electronic document and God will see which one had the best features and all that techy stuff.
Time given: one day.

So that day, the competition started. Both Jesus and satan worked all day. They both came up with awesome ideas to please the judge.

Suddenly, just hours before the submission time, heaven had a blackout, cuz the worship ministry in the other room worshiped too much and the power system was over heated, blab la… so no electricity.

Hor hor… the blackout affected the techy computer lab, and satan became super mad! He argued that his work was interrupted and he demanded for an extension. Jesus was as cool as a cucumber (as he always is) and suavely handed his work to the judge. And satan had to do so, too, for the great techno judgement. And Jesus won!!!! (Obviously)

reason:

1.satan lost all his chunted documents and handed in a slip shot work.

2. JESUS SAVES!!!

If u dun understand this story…. Erm, go read ur bible.
It was told in ocf and I was the 1st to laugh cuz I got the joke 1st… wahhh, so malu-fying… but then again, it’s a good one.
I think I read it from those forwarded emails b4 but this time it sounded cooler, cuz I’ve been doing a lot of assignments lately and if u don’t keep saving ur work… u’ll kena one day!

All the best to students out there who need to keep saving~

C-O-C-O...L-A-T~

Cocolat~ a haven for chocolate lovers.
its a cafe along rundle street, carol invited me there for a 'cup-a' (thats wat OZs say to hv a cup of tea/drink)
had a bit of ice blended choc
a bit of choc fudge cake
a bit of other choc drinks (tried all the other drinks around the table)
gained a bit of weight
"i've never met a chocolate i didnt like" -by dunno who- found this line on the wall beside our table. the whole shop was practically a chocolate territory. i like that place.

the messed up ideology

I was just looking at michelle yew’s multiply pix… and I wish I had a camera… and I wish I could hv so much fun with that camera… hahah

Okok, back to serious business. Blogging has been unintentionally scrapped off my daily routine. Blame the great old I-hv-too-much-work-to-do-but-not-doing-it habit of mine =p nonetheless, I shall revive it! Though there’s ntg much to blog about, I shall say something quite profound yet blissfully unattended.

I was reading some of the course readings that day and I just realized that living creatures eat stuff that exist in their surroundings. Take for example, human beings eat veggies (plants), meat (animals), and marine stuff(by fishing)etc… other examples: lions eat animals that irritate them in their territory, birds eat worms that they can get below their claws/feet, bears find fresh water fish in their bathtub (river), and rabbits eat carrots that they dig out while digging for a hole for themselves.

Now the tricky part comes… since there’s a type of food for each living creature…lemme ask u wat’s the first food that comes in ur mind when I say the word ‘CAT’?

Am I getting ‘fish’ as an answer? Ok, now that’s hypothetically the usual response. But put more thought to it… cats live on land, mostly not near the beach or the river. So how did the fish flop its way up to the cats’ claws as they current natural feasts? Ahhhh…~ got me there too… maybe it’s the modern cats that only eat fish, cuz they come in cans and is easy to consume… or maybe from the tank where they find little glossy things moving under the aquarium lighting… so as modern ppl in this current era, we naturally place the creature called ‘cat’ as the modern cat. No such thing as wild cats that eat God-knows-what nowadays…

I think my thoughts now are getting abit messed up after the readings…

I need a life~