chap goh meh

It is full moon tonight.

I wish I can spend the precious moment with my family now.

People are throwing tangerines with their names and contact numbers into the lake.

Some are busy fishing up tangerines, hoping to meet the other half.

Some are cracking their heads in the lantern riddles party.

Some are having romantic candle light dinner.

Some just simply have another reunion dinner with family.

I am just trying not to miss home too much by blogging.

It has so much truth in the Chinese saying:

每逢佳节倍思亲 (one will misses home more during festive seasons)

I was still hugging my mum two weeks ago. I was still sleeping on my dad's tummy fortnight ago.

Now, even seeing them is a luxury.

I miss home.

Other than the misery, I am bounded by puzzlement too.

How my house mates manage to survive in their rooms bewildered me. I will never see them in face if i had not knocked on their doors.

And the moment i did, I was shocked. She had a toaster, and a microwave inside.

I never see her after that.

The only thing lacking is a toilet bowl.

If she had it there, I think she will never come out from her room EVER.

Oh no. Now I had to keep my blog secretive (to my house mates), in case she has the chance to read this. Then I'll be a dead duck.

Shhhhh...

Love...

Love.

Everyone had heard of that word literally. Many thought that they know it.

And I thought I do.

But theory is not equivalent to practical.

In the Bible it is stated that:

Love is patient, love is kind.

It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps not record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trust, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.

~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8

I had an interview in Traders Hotel with HKU.

What had I done when my godmother said that:

"We had to depart at six something in order to reach Traders by 8."

"Wake up at 6"

"The traffic will be very congested on Sunday"

"Eat meat, don't waste!"

"Eat. You have an interview later" ( Obviously not hungry at all after breakfast not long ago )

"Wait there at 1 pm" ( The interview started at 2 and my session was at 8.30 pm O.o )

**She wanted me to be interviewed earlier so that I will not be RAPED at night. The word HOTEL sounded sooo dangerous to her.

I was very annoyed and irritated.

I felt like killing myself first then kill them.

All the nagging and ridiculous commands were eating away my patience.

Her warning about the raping thingy made my parents even more worried.

Me?? Eat so much meat?? My mum never demand me to do so, why did she even bother??

Dissatisfied, I showed up a bitter face.

I was wrong.

So guilty.

Thinking back, whatever she had done, they were all initiated by the word LOVE.

And how I had responded to her love??

A bitter face. Plus the please-leave-me-alone-look.

I was just so sorry.

There is much more for me to learn.

To love others.

New Year, New Answer

Q: How are you?

A: Better than yesterday, worse than tomorrow!

Dong Chan Shi

After listening to how beautiful it was for almost a thousand times (or maybe more) from Suat Hoon, I finally had the chance to see it with my own small eyes...

My godfather, godmother, mum, sis and I started our journey there at 4 pm.

So we managed to avoid the traffic and be able to enjoy the day and night scene.

WWF was there too. To paint 1000 tiger faces, raising awareness to protected the endangered tiger.

Me-a tigress!!

Besides the face painting, we got free dinner. Each one was given two RM5 coupons.

There was many food stalls with all vegetarian food, just nice for me. =)

And I bought these...

A shao bao.

A very delicious curry puff.

A not-so-tasty wat tan ho, which I suspected the cook forgot about the salt.

And the food court? Packed with visitors...

It was totally different during the day and night in the temple.

Watch this!

Day

vs

Night

The Buddha

Plum flowers, of course...

It is spring time after all!!!

The garden

The wheel

It is totally F.O.C!!!

P.S. Excluding the petrol and toll fees

:-)

It's harder than I thought

My best friend finally made it. UCL offered her a place for medicine. I am glad for her. Very happy, in fact. Meanwhile, I'm very truly sorry for myself.

I broke down.

It's much more harder than I thpought it would be. Much tougher. I cried more than I ever had.

Nothing can be done now. Nothing. Except crying.

How silly I am, to let the chance to slip away from my hand.

Remoseful and regretful.

I gave up my life-long dream, how could I?

I shattered my own dream, how could I?

Noone to blame, but me.

Only me.

Now.

In Malaysia.

How pathetic.

If only I can rewind back the time....

Is this God's will???

Maybe.

But I am not ready yet.

At least, not now.

It's way too hard for me.

I can't...

But I had to...