Tuesday, 30 June 2009

How a son or daughter thinks of his/her father at different ages

At 4 years
My daddy is great

At 6 years
My daddy knows everybody

At 10 years
My daddy is good but is short tempered and knows little than my friend’s Daddy

At 12 years
My daddy was very nice to me when I was young

At 14 years
My daddy is getting fastidious

At 16 years
My daddy is not in line with the current times. Frankly he does not know anything

At 18 years
My daddy is becoming increasingly cranky

At 20 years
Oh! It’s becoming difficult to tolerate daddy. Wonder how Mother pus up with him

At 25 years
Daddy is objecting to everything. Don’t know when he will understand the world

At 30 Years
It’s becoming difficult to manage my son. I was so scare of my father when I was young

At 40 years
Daddy brought me up with so much discipline. I wonder how he managed to handle the younger generation

At 45 years
I am baffled as to how my daddy brought us up

At 50 years
My daddy faced so many hardships to bring us up. (We were four brothers and sisters). I am unable to manage a single son

At 55 years
My daddy was so far sighted and planned so many things for us. Even at this old age, he is able to control things. He is one of his kind and unique.

At 60 years
My daddy was great

Thus, it took 56 years to complete the cycle and come back to the 1st stage!

Source: Unknown

Pastor Henry shared this during the Father’s Day celebration last week; it is perfect fact of life I must say. Like I always joke among my friends, we must “LONG PIAK” ie. bang the wall ourselves, in order to learn many lessons in life. There are many things we can’t learn from books, from friends or from parents unless we went through it the hard way.

I already passed through half of all the stages above, and I hope that it won’t takes me 56 years to reckon the fact that Daddy is great. Although there are times when I blame my father for not doing this and that, not giving this and that, I hope that there will be more times that I thank him for bringing me up the way he did.

Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Can I ask a question?


There are a few things I don’t quite understand and I hope that some of you will help to find out the answer, give me the answer or just tell me the truth.

I went for cinema to catch the TERMINATOR movie last night, was it a good show? I don’t think so, I feel dizzy after the first half an hour when the camera swivel here and there, and I felt sleepy the next half an hour trying to figure out who is good and who is bad. Anyway, that’s not the point, the point is I was freezing cold in the cinema even though I have put on my jacket!

Why do they have to make the air cond so so so cold that I almost feel like I am watching cinema in the north pole. Next time maybe I will have to bring my winter jacket only enough to keep myself warm. I reckon that sometimes there are specific reasons businessmen do certain things to torture customers for their own benefits. I heard they make the seat super uncomfortable in the restaurant so that you won’t hang on too long, they make the snacks super salty in karaoke so that you will order more drinks, but why make the cinema so cold? I can’t figure out.

This week has been a very pleasant week for me because I can wake up 15 minutes late in the morning every day and I can continue to do so for another week. Why? Because it is now school holiday for 2 weeks, that’s the most enjoyable time for me even I am no longer schooling.

But then ar.. You mean the school children in primary school in secondary school they are drive to school? Cannot be right? Or you mean all the papa or mama send them to school? Also cannot be right? Or you mean they leave their house and go to school at eight o’clock? Cannot be. Or you mean all the school are in town center? Cannot be also. Oh, I know now. You mean the number of cars to send children to school more than the number of us going to work? I scratch my head and I can’t figure out.

Another situation that puzzles me every time it happens is the jam on the road when it rains. Not to say thunder storm, even just drizzling will make the whole KL road jam x3. An half 45 minutes trip home could be doubled or tripled when it rains. It is the same road, the same route, the same car, the same driver, why must we stuck in the jam? Because the road is slippery? Just that simple? And many times we were stuck in the jam for hours and suddenly the road become smooth somewhere down the road, where was the jam? I don’t know, why was the jam? I don’t know. Is this called jam? I don’t know.

One last question, why is Milo just so tasty?

Basic Courtesy



Welcome ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, today teacher will share with you a few basic things to practice in order to be a courteous person. Are you a courteous person now? NO!!!!! he is not, he is not, not not not not!! He has never taken a courtesy lesson before in his life and nobody taught him how!!!!

Yes, I am referring to the nanny of the supernanny. To keep you updated, the organization structure in my department has again been transformed into a perfect pyramid:



This is not self pity but this is the reality, my department is full of bosses and I am the only staff there. We have been working together perfectly and this is how we distribute the work load:


When I was on the phone just now, my medium boss came to my place and talked to me. I turned and looked at him, hoping him to see that I’m on the phone. He saw me holding the phone and he continued to give his order, without even given me a break to ask to other person on hold. I feel frustrated but I told myself maybe he is the boss and he thinks I should listen to him first on top of everybody else.

Then he left my place. Few seconds later, my phone rang and I answered politely like we were taught to do so in the company “wei, ni hao” literally means hello, you good. The person on the other end said “pass the phone to so and so.” What?!?! He can’t even said “hello” or “annie” is it? Even when we asked our maid at home to do work also we will call her name. What is he treating me like? I am not even his PA!!!

Come to think of it, I remembered he has this habit of “taking” stationeries from my table without asking for permission, not once, not twice but all the time. You mean maybe he took it when I was not around? No! I was sitting at my place and the whatever stationery was just right in front of me, and he walked straight to my place, took it and walked away. Gosh..
What I hate most about him was this classic incident I would never forget. One day, we were so happened working together on some event. As he read through the guidebook, he has some questions and he wanted to clarify with the person who wrote it. He has the guidebook on his hand, the person’s number on the guidebook, the phone in front of him, the brain in his head, the mouth in his face, he hand in his body in tact and he asked me “you, call and ask!”

Excuse me?!?! Are you fully paralyzed or what? What is it that I have and you don’t have that you need me to make the call for you?!? I can’t get this part right even until now. In every meeting that we attend, when he has questions or opinions, he will said to me and asked me to say it out. That’s why I told others that my boss if paralyzed the whole body except his mouth. At most he can do is only moving his lips, that’s all.

And the most ridiculous part is that I received an email cc to me sent by some customer’s secretary, her remarks was this “ thank you for being so nice to me all this while, sometimes you words just cheer me up the whole day” Seriously, I nearly fainted when I saw this, is she blind or deaf or dumb? Why on earth did she make this remarks? No, I didn’t pass out, but I throw out, amat menjijikkan..
Forget to tell what is my medium boss position in the company, the Director of XXX and XXX, XXX Region and what he does in the office? I don’t know the detail, but I often heard “ Are you home already, what are you doing now” “How is my daughter doing in school today?” “The stove in the kitchen is not working, can you please check it out?” “Which number do you think I should choose 012, 019…” Busy, very busy all the time.

And he just got promoted few days ago!! Why like that?!?!?! Well, it only shows that all his shoe polishing work is paying him well I guess. Even though I hate him for many things that he has done, he has no doubt the most welcoming hospitality room in the office, whenever he is around, he will have a lot of guests drop by to have a nice long chat with him.

You know every year I would have a new boss, and he is the only who can sustain the second year. What is the reason behind? All my other bosses has outstanding performance over the one year time span and they are promoted to handle more important task, and this one.. I guess he has not done anything and the management decided to give him another year to do something. Poor me, oh poor me

Sunday, 31 May 2009

燕窝的真面目

最近心血来潮想买燕窝来补补身子,养养容貌。妈妈说外面买有品牌的太贵,没品牌的很多假货,建议我直接想产燕的老板买那些还没有挑毛的燕窝,一来可以保证纯正无假,二来可以省下一点点钱多买一点,我想想也有道理就让妈妈去找某某阿姨帮我买了十块燕窝试试。

买了回来我还觉得挺高兴的,三两百块钱就可以买到那么多,那么真。兴高采烈的让妈妈赶紧去煮,怎知道妈妈说“还没有把鸟毛挑出来,怎么煮啊?你去滚一壶烧水再说吧。”啊,好没劲啊,人家兴致勃勃的准备要吃燕窝,还要去煮水?!?!水开了以后,妈妈说“把开水到进去,等水摊凉了以后就可以开始把毛调出来。”

唉,还要再等,人家心急死了。。好不容易等到水凉了以后,妈妈拿了一个小碗把燕窝放进水里,又一个小碗把开水到了进去,最后拿了一个拔鸡毛的夹子给我“好了,开始挑吧”我坐在厨房的天窗地下,细心的把一条一条的鸟毛找出来,小心翼翼的挑起来,力度一大就会扯烂整片燕窝,非常费心机。

半个小时以后,本来的兴致已经演变成烦躁,怎么搞的,就小小一片燕窝,毛怎么那么多,那么细,手快软,眼快花,碗里的毛还是源源不绝的浮现,什么时候才能拔完呢?店里卖的燕窝都是一大块一大块完美无暇的,肯本不可能嘛。这么多毛要取出来,哪还有毫无暇疵的?加工!肯定是加工!可能一半是燕窝,一半是粉丝。

看着这些乌漆妈黑的燕窝心里怎么越想越郁闷,为什么大家要花那么多前去吃这些脏兮兮的口水。有时候想到吃别人口水都很想吐,何况这个吃的是动物的口水,更是恶心。以前我跟朋友去参观过别人养燕的燕屋,一个接一个的燕窝就粘在简陋的板屋,看起来真的一点胃口都没有。而且就那么一点燕子的口水就卖的那么贵真的是没有道理啊。以前说的是因为燕子的窝都建在高高的山岩,采燕属于是高难度高风险动作,所以价钱才会卖的这么贵,现在连楼梯都不用都可以才到的燕窝还需要卖的那么贵吗?

又半个小时以后,我已经对燕窝又无尽的怨恨。好不容易挑了又挑,挑了又再挑。真的是自己花钱买难受啊。我不得不放弃,让佣人去收拾惨局。她又另外花了半个小时才算把大部分的鸟毛给挑出来,注意喔,是“大部分”,因为后来我在吃的时候还隐隐约约的看到一条毛!
妈妈用燕窝煮泡参,她说这样吃法比较补喔。我一口一口的吃下这QQ嫩嫩的燕窝,就这样小小一碗,我就生吞了几十块钱。感觉挺无聊的。。

上次准备燕窝的时候太匆忙没有拍到照片,下回再把照片补充和大家分享啊。。

备注: 传说中国第一个吃燕窝的人是明朝航海家郑和。郑和的远洋船队在海上遇到了大风暴,停泊在马来群岛一个荒岛处,食物紧缺。无意中发现荒在断石峭壁上的燕窝,于是命令部属采摘,洗净后用清水炖煮,用以充饥。数日后,船员各个脸色红润,中气颇足。于是船队回国时带一些供奉给皇帝。

How Bill Gates cured her PMS

Today I am going to talk about PMS (again ar!??!??!). Yes, again. Is is the never ending battle between me and the hormone, it was last year same time I wrote about PMS and until now I have found no solutions to it. And today I’m going to share with you a success story how this woman LJ who overcome her PMS problem with Bill Gate’s help. You mean Bill Gates is now venturing into woman’s health business? Continue to read and you will find out later.

LJ hates the word hormones, it is the magic spell that cast a decent understanding woman into a unreasonable fierceful monster, every month, wihout fail. Imagine a full quarter of our productive years was trapped in this PMS jail, say we have menses from the age of 13 to 53, over the aspan of this 40 years, the PMS takes up 25% of the time, which is 9.2 years, 110 months, 480 weeks, 3360 days, 80640 hours in our life, and what? You tell me there is nothing we can do about it??

So LJ used this “Entourage”, Microsoft's information-management program for Mac users, to send monthly reminder to the husband and herself one week before her PMS at every 28 cycle. If I ever set this program for myself, the message surely turn out like this “WARNING! HAZARDOUS & DESTRUCTIVE MONSTER IS COMING IN 7 DAYS TIME”. LJ thought this would solve all the problems as the husband understand it is the hormones that is starting the culprit behind the monthly fight.

For me I really think PMS is a magnifying glass in my life, but this maginifying glass is defected as it can only ENLARGE INDEFINITELY the small little invisible flaws and mistakes and keep it pop up in front of of eyes every 0.000023 seconds, so we see nothing but the ugliest side of human mankind, the husband or boyfriend in particular. So back to the story, LJ thought if the husband have get to know the PMS in advance, he would have be more alert and guess what man just can’t be bothered about this female hormones stuff. LJ gets even more frustrated when the fight still go on month after month.

Until one day she realized that it was not the husband responsibility to indulge her. She expects the husband to be more tolerant during that time of the month, to be more patient during that time of the time. But wait, whose problem is the PMS now? The wife or the husband? She shifted her mindset to deal with the problem face to face. Instead of expecting the husband to work on it when he sees the reminder, she chose to work on herself seeing the reminder, she chose to deal with the hysteric, unreasonable, moody and depressed self every month.

She prepared herself for a potentially tense week when she received the reminder, she has the awareness in her subconscious to start the battle. She knows this is just going to be temporary, the normal loveable self wil be back just a few days and all things will be beautiful again. So she grab a chocolate bar, tell the husband “I’m PMSing”. Cool huh?