Two Happy Occasions

Besides today being New Year's Eve, it is also my cousin sister's 12th birthday! I don't know if you call having been born on the last day of the year fortunate or unfortunate but I think it is rather fortunate. She gets to celebrate her birthday with a whole new year after living through an entire year. How cool is that?

She holds the remote to life. Just kidding. It's merely a TV remote...or is it?

She will be entering her first year of high school when school reopens this Thursday. I predict that she will be a great high-schooler. Feel free to drop by her blog as it would only take a mere 3 seconds to read it.

She is the nicest person I will probably ever know and no one shall mess with her. No one. Nada. Nil. Zip.

This is how innocent she is:

Yes. She is doodling in her notebook on a plane.

I'll stop the blathering now. This post is especially dedicated to the birthday girl.

To Christa: Selamat Hari Jadi Ke-12! And to sister of Christa: You've got a phenomenal sister there!

Oh and by the way, Happy New Year 2008 to all! May God bless you with a memorable year ahead with ups and downs, lefts and rights. Ha-ha.


Penultimate Day of 2007

I have learned with disgrace from past experiences to never set a goal too high lest it may not be achieved. I can't remember the year I first started making New Year's resolutions. What I can remember, however, is the fact that I never seem to be able to stick to any New Year's resolution. Ergo, I must follow the next batch of resolutions as it is high time I do so.

Justine's 2008 New Year's Resolutions:

0 - Change at least one person's life through God. (It would be a blessing to be able to do so.)
1 - Finish the bible in a year instead of two years. (Heh.)
2 - Obtain 11As in my SPM examination. (This is what you can refer to as Do or die.)
3 - Study regularly as opposed to the day before an exam starts. (Again. Do or die.)
4 - Cultivate healthy eating habits (Read: Eat more vegetables and fruits) and maintain it.
5 - Inculcate and cultivate environmentally friendly habits. (I think Mother Earth is quite incensed with our destructive antics.)

I know zero is not really a number but I have my doubts about its possibility though I will (try to) remain optimistic. Even if it does happen, I mightn't know it. Nonetheless, I hope it does happen even if I don't know it. It'll be like a invisible impact...or not.

Regardless, all the best with sticking to your New Year's Resolutions of 2008! I'm pretty sure you'd do a better job than I probably will.


The 10 Thank Yous, An Afterword

Year 2007 is drawing to a close. There are many people who have made it possible and much more meaningful for my living. Hence, I owe abundant gratitude to:

1) Above all, my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, who has made my life and others meaningful and rich now and forever more. My infinite thanks to Him cannot be conveyed in words.
2) My family and the rest of the (Yeo and Tong) bunch. I wouldn't trade them for anyone else in the world and I am so blessed to have these phenomenal people as my relatives.
3) Friends -classmates; schoolmates; tuitionmates. High school and adolescence wouldn't be as epic and joyous without their presence.
4) Teachers of 2007. A's don't come easy without proper guidance and my teachers this year have taught me much more than just common knowledge.
5) Blogmates. You may not know it but your posts do help and counsel me be it a lot or a little.
6) Authors. Books wouldn't exist without them. I wouldn't exist without books. (Hypothetically speaking.)
7) Beggars; victims of life's adversities; flaneurs; the sick/underprivileged. They humble me and help me appreciate my life as it is with God's blessings. I have more than I realise.
8) People who are neither comrades nor foes. Neutral relationships keep me sane and balanced in some ironic way.
9) My 4 recess buddies: A, C, L and SY. Even the worst of food taste great with their amiable company. I learned the value of sharing and amity through these 4 loquacious and roguish opposites.
10) Oprah Winfrey. Her show isn't as lame and boring as some might presume. Many lives are enriched through her work and her show. God bless her! (By the way, if you don't know who she is, please kick yourself once. And then click on the link.)

To quote a wise woman (me, ahem): Time doesn't fly; it sprints with the speed of light. Feel free to disagree -I like quotes but am no good at quoting.

In a nutshell: Thank You in leaps and bounds for your presence in my sixteenth year on Earth! It has definitely been one for the books.

This bible verse seems very appropriate for this post, so I'll just slip it in.
I always thank God for you because of his grace given you in Christ Jesus.
1 Corinthians 1:4


The Thing with Geniuses

The following is a post regarding geniuses and nothing but geniuses. So please bear with me.

Today, I took the liberty of finding out who the most famous geniuses in history are -or rather, were. In my opinion, there were more geniuses then (just look at the picture profiles) but more prodigies now. There is a slight difference between the two. You probably know this but I am neither.

From the search results, I found out that a substantial amount of geniuses and multimillionaires were school drop-outs. It is also said from here: Up to half of all North Americans with a genius IQ (140 or higher) never graduate high school. Huh. In fact, most geniuses have non-genius-like traits; e.g. Einstein.

The conclusion I draw from what I've read is this: Most geniuses were school drop-outs. Geniuses weren't born genius. There is a thin line between sanity and insanity for geniuses. Most geniuses have genius-defying antics. Geniuses have weird hairstyles. Brain size may or may not affect a person's intelligence; countless theories on this one. The term 'IQ' stands for 'Intelligence Quotient'.

Disclaimer: Dropping out of school does not ensure that one will be a genius, I repeat, dropping out of school does not make one a genius. I would think that is a rather stupid notion but you never know it with geniuses. They appear stupid on the outside but in truth, they have a genius aptitude brewing inside.

Pretty ingenious, huh?


Non-Genius = Nincompoop

I did a few IQ tests online today. I don't want to talk about them.

I received a birthday party invitation in the mail yesterday from a friend. I was a little bit peeved because the envelope was really nice but the glue held the back flap so tightly that I had to rip it open. It was not a pretty sight. Plus, I don't like shredding beautiful-looking papers.

Late last night before I went to sleep, my parents handed me two RM50 book vouchers and got me a membership of a bookstore I frequently purchase books from as my Christmas present. This is the moment I'm glad they know me far too well. My brother didn't get me anything as usual. Pshaw. I don't mind. It was to be expected. If I had wanted something in return, I wouldn't have gotten him a gift in the first place. Besides, I have gotten the greatest gift: salvation.

I have paused reading my first adult book. I am currently reading a children's book instead about an 11-year-old girl genius who's a senior at a college. I have to admit this book spurred me to take the IQ tests in the first place but as aforementioned, I don't want to talk about them. Bah.

Leaving to watch The Amazing Race Asia 2 now. It prevents me from lapsing into depression due to the fact that I am not, in fact, a genius/senior/college student and am, in fact, a dimwit/bonehead/nincompoop.

You can say duh now.


No Boxes, Thanks

It's Boxing Day today. It was Christmas yesterday. Just got back from the airport at 10PM. I am finally back from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Therefore, I shall give an account per day for the days I have missed blogging. I actually survived without reading a book and the Internet for 4 and 1/2 days. Ha.

Saturday, December 22, 2007
Went to Mall 1. Bought two storybooks. Moreover, my cousin sister and I got the same blouse and the same skirt. A skirt! Entirely unimaginable. The forces of the universe were conspiring against me then; I was sure of that. Slept over at my cousin sisters' hotel room instead of the designated one with my brother.

Sunday, December 23, 2007
The 7 of us had a heavy breakfast excluding my brother who was sound asleep in the room. Could barely move after that. Against all odds, we successfully made our way on foot to the Sunday morning market that was located at around 4km from the hotel. The place was congested with people everywhere and a lot of unnecessary human contact was involved. My brother was very prudent for not tagging along.

Went to Mall 2 in the evening. The place was decorated to the nines with Christmas decor. My mother forbade me to enter the bookstore there. I think everyone was relieved at that; except me. Chomped on a Mars chocolate bar to ameliorate my bookshop-deprivation.

Monday, December 24, 2007
Took a boat ride to Island 1. My cousin sisters, brother and I were very close to actually riding on a banana boat. It was bound to be an incredible experience but we weren't able to ride on it as our boat ride to Island 2 was arriving. Total bummer.

The boat ride to Island 2 was a whole lot of fun. Our boat driver was a shirtless daredevil who steered and drove the boat like a lunatic. Water splashed everywhere and the boat was moving so fast that it was bouncing off the water surface. The adults were a little apprehensive. The teenagers were relishing every single moment in it.

Island 2 was much better than Island 1. It was close to deserted and we enjoyed the water very much. Nobody besides our parents witnessed our goofy antics.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wished about 30 people 'Merry Christmas' via handphone at 6:30AM. Post-breakfast, the 8 of us journeyed to Kinabalu National Park and Poring Hot Springs. Both were big disappointments but nothing dampened us as it was Christmas and my family was an entertaining bunch. The journey to and fro took about >6 hours. We spent more time on the van than in the visited sites. The only interesting thing we saw were two time capsules containing previous Prime Ministers clandestine belongings which were to be opened in year 2020 and 2050 respectively.

The fabulous seafood dinner made up for a lot. After dinner, my cousin sisters and I pulled a ton of wacky stunts in our Christmas hats. It was a splendid Christmas.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007
All 8 of us crammed into a hotel room and watched Tom and Jerry on TV whilst waiting for our ride to the airport. In my opinion, the adults were enjoying the cartoon more than the teenagers were.

The flight back was a little frightful as the weather was quite bad. We experienced turbulence constantly and the plane was changing altitudes rapidly. My cousin sister and I couldn't stop chortling despite the risky state. Praise God we touched down safe albeit not so sound.

In a nutshell, the Christmas trip was a blast. The presence of my cousin sisters made it even better. I ended up spending every night in their room and my brother slept alone every night. My Christmas presents were all related to reading materials. A magical Christmas indeed.

I am going to catch up on my sleep now. I can't help thinking about the phrase there's no place like home. Because there isn't.


Christmas Sojourn

I will be leaving Peninsular Malaysia for Christmas week with my family and cousin's family tomorrow. I have to wake up at 6AM which is my normal wake-up time on school days -which explains why it might be a tad arduous for me to get up at 6AM on a school holiday. Pretty stoked about leaving West Malaysia; kind of psyched about flying to East Malaysia; ecstatic about the prospect of flying!

Anyway, the following is my terse checklist:
Clothes of sorts -check.
Paraphernalia -check.
Airplane ticket -mother will check.

It is rather unlikely that I will be able to blog when I'm away unless my brother permits me to more than just touch his laptop with my ten fingers; and that's provided if he brings his laptop along which is very likely.

Today, I was finally able to watch a movie I had been longing to watch for a year now. A year! I was over the moon and feeling extremely euphoric.

The day got even more magical when I received an email from a favourite author of mine on MySpace. This, I have to quote: And having a Malaysian friend just seems so sophisticated and exotic! I'm not insinuating that I'm sophisticated and exotic because I'm, uh, not; but that's a compliment from an author I look up to and whose book is one of the best books I've read all year!

That's it. I'm in overdrive right now. And I can scarcely wait to get on the plane and take off!

If I'm not able to blog on Christmas Day or prior to that, then I wish you Merry Christmas! And a Happy New Year! Seasons Greetings, too! Ho ho ho-

I'll leave now.

Have a wonderful Christmas!


The Voice to be Thankful for

Last night, I decided to watch a movie I had been putting off for several months now -The Bourne Ultimatum. Brilliant movie! Loaded with action, action, men in black and action. "Err...sir. He drove off the roof." Magnificó!

Before I watched Bourne, I had watched a documentary on TV about the first ever Larynx Replacement surgery in the U.S. The lady who underwent the surgery had lost her voice to cancer for 5 years before she was finally able to speak after the successful operation. However, her voice isn't exactly the same as before and there is a gaping hole in her neck at which she has to seal with her thumb whenever she wants to speak.

I take so many things for granted and one of them is my voice. That show made me appreciate the voice I have and my being able to speak without difficulties. That show also made me squirm a lot as the surgery was shown up-close. I have this aversion to blood and all things nasty.

Moving on to today. It was a public holiday here today. My parents were on their way to a second mall when I staggered out of my room around noon. When they came back, they had already visited 4 malls. Hyper folks, they are. The rest of the day was filled with banal conversations and events. For me, that is.

Listened to Christmas songs by Alvin and the Chipmunks all day. I'm sure my hamsters would sound like that...if they could actually speak; much less sing. Needless to say, I was chuckling the whole time I was playing the songs.


The Last Booklist

My mother woke me up in the wee hours of the morning -9AM. I had never woken up so early in almost two months because of the school holidays. We headed to the bookshop in my school to purchase the books needed for next year, my last year in high school. I also realised that it was the last time I was going to go to my school's bookshop, get a new booklist and buy a substantial amount of schoolbooks. Honestly, I wasn't too sad about it being the last time.

When we came back home, I sleepwalked to my room, crept under the oh-so-comfortable duvet and resumed my abbreviated sleep. I only opened my eyes around 2PM due to my mother's hollering.

This evening, I was musing about the reason why the word Xmas is sometimes used in lieu of Christmas and decided to find out about it in depth. The discovery was quite interesting and maybe even debatable. Though I'll still stick to using Christmas.


Modus Operandi

Last night, I had finally decided to change my email address once and for all because the name of the one I had was childish and...childish. I had signed up for it spontaneously as I had entered several competitions which required my email address then. However, now I can't even bear mouthing the words aloud to a human being.

Changing my email address had called for drastic changes regarding everything related to my ex-email address. I had to change my particulars on: MSN Messenger, Friendster, MySpace, Google, Hotmail, Cbox and Blogger. Blogger was the worst as I had to invite my new account, log out of my old one, sign in as my new one, accept, log out as my new one, sign in as my old one, grant admin access to my new one, log out as my old one, sign in as my new one and remove my old one and voilà! Or this. It was complicating and cumbersome.

I even typed quite a lengthy email to explain to and inform the people in my contact list in accordance with the change. And then I modified the layout, fonts and colours of this blog since I had endured the worst.

All these nearly sent me barmy! I'm glad it's all (almost) over. I've got two Blogger profiles now though the previous one is now invalid.

Anyway, I stole this picture from my cousin sister's blog since I am also in it. This is me and her. I think we were both about 4-ish years old when it was taken on my uncle's boat.
No points for guessing which of the two is me. I think the green theme, wacky socks, floral blouse and helmet hair are dead giveaways.

Ironically, in conjunction with the forthcoming Christmas, my recent dreams were all about ice, ice rinks, ice-skating, snow and winter. Ha-ha.


Dinner's on Me

Last night, I COOKED dinner for my family. Alright, not my whole family; just my brother and myself. My mother was out and my father was on a diet, as he says, "Food cannot tempt me." So the only people who needed to be fed were my brother and me. I made instant noddles, or as we call it, Maggi -the only food I can prepare besides oats, unfortunately- which we both love eating. When my mother makes it, that is.

I used the microwave instead of the normal method which was through a pot and the stove because there is more to wash after dinner, is (or maybe it's was now) off-limits for my brother and me and...I don't know how to use it. There, I said it. The reasons behind this is due to the fact that my mother never taught me (and, believe it, brother) how, my mother doesn't cook at all in the first place and I didn't ask to learn how the stove functions. Plus, the stove (and most other cooking appliances) is hardly ever used because every meal -besides breakfast which is oats- is either eaten outside or take-out. So you can't really blame me...where was I?

Right. The outcome.

My father took a bite off my plate of instant noodles -though he wasn't tempted as he just wanted to see how it tasted. After a few chews, he enthused, "Mmm... Delicious!" Now, I didn't know if he was being sarcastic or truthful. Never mind that.

When I had finished cooking the food for my brother, I handed it to him and he thanked me. Luckily. Or I'd have taken it away. OK, I wouldn't. But I'd demand at least a sign of gratitude from him though this wasn't needed. Later, I asked how the food was. I was expecting: "Too rubbery" or "Yuck" or "Don't ever so much as try to cook again" or "That was inedible and I have a stomach ache now" or the like. So imagine my astonishment when he said, "It was okay. Nice, actually."

Hmm. Maybe my father wasn't being cynical when he had complimented me on the succulent, appetising, mouthwatering, enticing -

Forget it.


Uncensored Trivia

You Are A Chocolate Ice Cream Girl

Dramatic. Powerful. Flirty.

Of course. Chocolate's my flavour.

You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.
Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.
You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.
You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

I think the results are somewhat wrong. Seriously.

Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP)

Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant.

Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all men
You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving.

What's INTP?

You Belong in the USA

People either love you or hate you
And you really don't care what anyone thinks
Big and bold, you do things your way

America's nice...I think.

Your Brain is 53% Female, 47% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

My brain has its own gender(s). Not normal.

You Are 77% Manic

You're so energetic, it's almost like you have a superpower.
If you can dream it, you can do it. And without stopping for sleep.
Just make sure you harness your energy for good - not evil!

This is really sad.

You Are 61% Grown Up, 39% Kid

Congratulations, you are definitely quite emotionally mature.
Although you have your moments of moodiness, you're usually stable and level headed.

Only 61%?

You Aren't Cutthroat

You definitely have ambitions and drive, but you also have integrity.
You'll get where you want to in life, and you'll do it the right way.
For you, the ends never justify the means.

Sweet relief.

You Are 40% Abnormal

You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul.

You are at medium risk for having a borderline personality. It is somewhat likely that you are a chaotic mess.

You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection.

You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is somewhat likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.

You are at low risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is unlikely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.

Ha. What a surprise.


Karaoke Session

Last evening, I was forced out of my own free will to accompany my parents and family friends for karaoke at a posh karaoke building. My brother was spared from the torture because he was sleeping since he has reversed his day and night shift. At first, I vowed never to open my mouth except to eat, drink and answer questions directed to me.

However, I eventually opened my mouth to belt out some modern tunes that were hard to resist. I blame it entirely on the water I drank; it got me high for some reason. Nevertheless, I never touched the mike except to hand it to someone from someone else. So, I sang unheard. Fine by me.

Alas, we were there for 5 hours and only reached home at 2AM. It was a long night.


Book Transition and Boredom Overload

Alright. Now that I'm over my bizarre 2-day food-related-pictures bout, I can start blogging again. I am reading my first ever adult book! It chronicles the continuation of the life of the main character of the book I've just finished reading; fastforwarded 10 years later so he is a grown-up in the book now.

My first attempt at reading an adult book was back when I was 12, a very inappropriate and unripe age. I had quit at page twenty-something. I have yet to finish reading it.

However, I think I can manage to complete this particular book this time because the book is the sequel (or prequel, I'm not sure) to a teenage fiction I had relished reading. I am hoping that it doesn't contain anything (too) explicit or vulgar because these elements are toxic for my brain.

Just to describe the enormity of the boredom my cousin sister is undergoing: She googled my full name and came across some miscellaneous.

And the severity of my boredom? I uploaded two pictures on my blog which is an extremely rare thing for me to do.

Oh, and I decided to sign up for MySpace -the American Friendster, in my opinion- today. Apparently, I am already a member of it -since December 2006. Huh. I forgot what my password is but managed to get it right in the end. Currently friendless but I hope this isn't permanent.

The holidays don't do much good when it last over a very long period of time. Sometimes, I yearn for school and exams; but only seldom. I long for holidays most when it is coming to an end. Satiric, no?



When cousin sisters are done stuffing themselves with exotic German food in Australia, they feign weariness and beam at the camera. -November 2006


Cousin Soirée

When cousins get together for good food, they glance left, up, down and right for no particular reason. -November 2007


Pressure x 11

Today was a public holiday here in conjunction with the state Sultan's birthday. I got the opportunity to watch the original Jaws movie for the first time today. My parents have both watched it -my mother was still terrified of watching it; my father was spoiling every suspenseful scene.

I am starting to get the hang of Accounts and am actually enjoying the given exercises. The book I am currently reading is the closest to a classic; it was first published in 1982, the text font is very small and the pages are yellowed. My mother has brought the Elvis CD into the car! The only song I was able to bear with was A Little Less Conversation.

A friend who attended the Open Day of the college I plan to get in to informed me that one would only get a full scholarship if one obtains a minimum of 11A's for the major exam next year, SPM. The main subjects which are compulsory are only 5. Art Stream and Science Stream kids will take an additional 5 to amount to 10 subjects -which is common. After having 10 subjects on my plate, I am nutty enough to pursue an additional 2 to amount to 12 subjects. Luckily, I will be dropping Biology next year so I'll have only 11 subjects to juggle then and all I need to do is score straight A's for all the eleven subjects. No pressure, right?

Oh. Dear.


I Did What?

I completed my Chemistry holiday homework today even though it consists of only 13 questions. And that's not only it. I also did an essay (out of FIVE) for my BM holiday homework.

It may not sound like a big deal but it is if you're a sixteen-year-old teenage girl named Justine -which you're not. It is a huge deal because I actually made the effort to extract my homework from the file, sit down, put on my thinking cap and finish it. The colossal fact that I usually never do even a single beneficial thing during the school holidays makes it an even bigger deal.

I also sat down and cut 11 circles of various colours from coloured papers. That was as far as my terrible artistic skills took me. I didn't even achieve my goal of making one measly greeting card. And what exactly can you do with 11 circles? Apparently, I wasn't having my thinking cap on while I was "crafting". People like me should be kept away from anything arty. I ruin everything.


Sunday the Ninth

Only 3 people from my Sunday School class went to church today -a boy, a girl and I; the other classmates were on vacation/ overseas/ absent for other purposes. My Sunday School teacher asked us for suggestions on what we should do since there were only 3 of us present. I said Read and the girl said Talk while the boy shrugged. My Sunday School teacher finally proposed that we head down to the cafeteria by the church for a drink.

After church, my family and I (excluding brother who has sore eyes) went for lunch and then to the mall. This is customary Sunday routine.

I bought a miniature stuffed doll that is actually a Christmas tree ornament. It resembles Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer; only shorter, fatter, smaller, cuter and is a stuffed toy/ornament. I'm trying to get over my childish habits so Mini Rudolph will be the last stuffed thing I'm buying (for myself).

When I was in the bookshop, I realised -not for the first time- that I was the only person in the age group 14-17 at the teen fiction aisles. The rest of the book-perusers were shorter than me because they were kids. Am I the only teenager who still reads teenage books? Now that I think about it, most of my schoolmates read adult books. I can't even get past Chapter 1 of an adult fiction. So I must be a callow and immature reader. Not cool.

For the first time in family history, I entered a bookstore (which also sells CDs) and came out empty-handed whilst my mother entered and came out with 2 CDs clutched in her hands. They were something Elvis and something Korean. She's playing one of it on the radio right now as I type; I think this is my payback for playing the same song on the computer unceasingly.

Something is wrong with my right arm. It hurts whenever I raise or prod it. My father reckoned it is because I "slept like a baby last night". I doubt it.

My parents declared fruits as dinner for tonight. I didn't even protest or sulk. Something is wrong with my right arm and motor skills. Fine, I whined a little bit when I saw my dinner plate with a large amount of sliced fruits. A word of advice: Mango and pear don't taste good together.


Bitter Feud to Marvelous News

Three-thirds of today were slow and uncomfortable. My brother and I had a row with each other last night over something trivial. We both lashed out some hurtful remarks on each other. I don't know if my words had upset him since he's usually unperturbed by anything anyone says, but his words had stung a little; albeit senseless. I don't even want to type the abridged account of what had happened because the finger of blame would so obviously point at him. But I might also be at fault at some point, I don't know.

He didn't come out of his room until 6PM. I'm not sure if it's because he's extremely tired or he didn't want to face me but I have an inkling that it was the former. Apart from giving each other the cold shoulder until the evening, I blew off steam by blaring the music player on my handphone (didn't work), reading a book (kind of worked) and praying as well as forgiving (worked and worked).

I eventually apologised to him; I didn't know why and what for since I wasn't feeling guilty. He muttered something in response but I cut him off with good news: My soon-to-be 2-year-old cousin sister in Australia can finally speak! Hooray! My mother was on the phone with my cousin sister's mother when she suddenly did this weird baby talk and there were pauses in between because my cousin sister was responding. I sprinted from the couch I was reading on to the phone and pressed the speaker button. Although she couldn't pronounce my name (yet), her being able to finally speak proper words was fantastic news!

I played the same song over and over again today; I know the lyrics by heart now. Thankfully, my mother didn't snap at me today although the song is getting a tad tedious to me since I've been listening to it for more or less 100 times...and counting.

The bottom line is, the day turned out great in the end.


Somewhat Eventful Day

Last night, I listened to the same song on the computer for hours on end and it drove my mother up the wall. She actually marched up to me after hearing the song for about the umpteenth time and demurred, "That song is driving me crazy! Stop playing it." I lowered the volume.

Today, I played it repeatedly for more than 3 hours. My mother wasn't home.

A friend dropped by the house to borrow some Physics notes. I chatted with my cousin sister online through MSN Messenger for several hours. I think I speak for the both of us when I surmise that we're bored out of our minds.

My cousin sister asked me to take a True Friend Test -in my case, it's True Cousin Test. I obtained a 70% while her sister (also my cousin sister) scored a perfect 100%. Oh, well. At least I passed even though I haven't been sitting for tests for some time now.

The ice-creams have all been eaten now. I have to admit that I ate 3 out of 6. Moreover, most of it were chocolate-flavoured. Furthermore, my parents aren't fans of dairy products. And my obtuse brother wasn't even aware that there were ice-creams in the freezer until I took one out and gave it to him.

National television will be airing the movie Elf later tonight. I am definitely going to sit back and enjoy it since I can use some laughter today.

My cousin sister has just revamped her blog. Very nice.


My Day in 3 Words: Shop. Food. Movie.

My mother and I were too bored at home so we went to the mall today. I was able to buy Christmas presents for my brother and father. However, I didn't manage to get one for my mother since she was right there beside me. The only time she wasn't by my side was when I was in the bookshop.

These were several nearly-insightful ideas from friends when I had a dilemma on my brother's gift:
- T-shirt (definite no-no)
- Bake a cake (it would either be inedible or poisonous)
- A smack in the head (suggested by a friend, seconded by another and was, by far, the best idea)
- CD holder (he'd chuck it aside)
- cheese (this was my idea since he loves cheese but food isn't a good gift, especially cheese)

Lucky for him, I got him none of the above.

Today was another uneventful day. The highlight of it would be the food I ate today. Oh, it was finger licking good -both lunch and dinner. I also managed to catch the trailer of the movie The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian which will be released in theaters next year. Looks promising.


A Family Disclosure

Brewed a cup of tea. Drank the tea. Ate an ice-cream. Watched a movie. Read several chapters of a book. Slept a little. Bickered with my brother. Laughed a lot.

The usual.

Then came dinner.

My family and I had dinner with family friends who are back from abroad. There were 11 of us altogether. My mother went overboard by ordering 9 humongous dishes at the restaurant. One was unavailable, thankfully. So it's just 8 dishes and desserts. Which summed up to >9 in the end anyway.

And then, the unusual happened. The adults and young adults were discussing something that led to a very tangled web of family kinship. This colossal fact was unveiled:

To put it complicatedly, my mother is related to a relative of Family Friend A. Family Friend A is related to Family Friend B. Family Friend B is related to my brother's girlfriend.

To put it simply, my brother found out that he is actually related to his girlfriend.

Everyone thought, what a small world we live in. My brother, on the other hand, was guffawing so hard he had to excuse himself to go to the bathroom. But there are around 3 degrees of family divisions in between so I don't think it really matters.

I chugged a small bowl of curry gravy that wasn't necessarily meant for drinking. Yum.


The Haps That Made My Day

Received an email reply from one of my favourite authors. It was a bolt from the blue and I had to re-read it several times to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me. I smiled through the rest of the day for no apparent reason.

A friend of my mother's dropped by the house to give us a box of ice-creams. Nice lady, that one. I grinned even more.

An extremely rare event took place today. I tried in vain to suppress a gape when I walked into the kitchen and saw my brother eating his dinner. By the table. In the kitchen. Not an everyday occurrence since the places my brother ever goes to besides his room are the bathroom and out the front door.

We had a trifling sibling chat about food. He deemed me crazy for not trying a voluta, some sort of shell stuffing. After dinner, he pleaded for me to wash his dinner plate with the excuse, “You're going to be a housewife someday and you should start practicing now.” I rolled my eyes at this but washed his plate anyway out of courtesy.

Apart from my Accounts class in the morning, the most part of the day was spent on grinning and reading. Also, I found out that my father is a vanilla-ice-cream kind of person, like my mother. All this while, I had thought that he was like me. So now I'm the only chocolate-ice-cream kind of person in the family. You can guess what kind my brother is.

Book 2 -finito. Moving on to Book 3.



This morning, I browsed through homepages/ blogs/ websites/ biographies of authors of books I relish reading. As I scrolled and read about their lives as writers, I had a slight desire to be like one of them though it is highly doubtful that it'll happen.

Occupied the whole day reading Book 1 of 3 which I'd bought yesterday while my mother read two local newspapers from cover to cover. We both sat on the couch, with the house air-conditioners on, listening to a Christmas CD that came in the mail today together with the Daily Bread subscription.

The day passed by blithefully. I was caged in the house but I didn't mind it one bit -I had the delightful company of books.

Book 1 -done. Moving on to Book 2. I'm a little spent and my eyes are practically slits now. Plus my eye bag problem isn't improving either. I suppose I shall have to rest early tonight. Around midnight, tops.


Operation Christmas

Accompanied my parents to the mall today. The Christmas decorations at 1 Utama Shopping Centre this year is of sheer brilliance and sublimeness. Truly breathtaking. See it for yourself.
The huge statue of a marching band member was around 20 feet high. His head was mechanically shaking from left to right. I loved that fella. We were also lucky enough to witness the incredible musical performance by truly gifted children the minute we arrived there.

Besides that, I purchased THREE storybooks today. Regarding the Christmas presents for my family, I would have to move on to Plan B since I've spent the money on books. Plan B would be: Withdraw money from bank account. Yep. That's the only solution, unfortunately.

A friend's off to New Zealand today. A friend's off to Japan soon. My cousin's off to Australia tomorrow.

It's flying season.

I'm off to read my book now.


A Sucky Pessimistic

I don't know what is coming over me. I am suddenly having a nagging doubt about passing my driver's test. I was reading a storybook about a girl who was the only junior who still hasn't passed her driver's test after she failed twice. Somehow, that notion seeped into my conscience and it isn't going away. Yes, I am fully aware that the storybook was a work of fiction. But it could happen to anyone. Say, me.

Though it is a year away from my driver's test, I have a strong intuition that I will fail it. The fact that my intuitions are right about 60% of the time isn't helping either. I keep visualising myself having no control of the wheel and either pressing on the gas too hard or the brakes too hard during my driver's test. And then I imagine myself walking to the bus for the rest of my life. Shudder.

I also started a short story today which I am positive that I am not going to be able to finish; as are my other stories -I'm not referring to school essays/assignments. And I know it will suck. I just know it will suck big-time. It's not like anyone's going to read it anyway so there's the comfort.

Man, I suck.

On a side note, my brother just helped me install OpenOffice which is similar to Microsoft Word. I haven't seen a proper Word window in such a really long time. I feel oddly exhilarated; like I just had a breath of fresh air. It feels good apart from the sucky part.