Beautiful Country with even More beautiful women *wink*

In Uncle's house, Stavanger, Norway. -love the red-


Still Uncle's house. background pics, taken by my Uncle in China.


At the quay near Uncle's house with some children I managed to accost to take pics with. ;)


Still at the quay.


Happy family at the Mexican Restaurant. =)


At the Confirmation. Norwegians dressed in their traditional costumes


Me and Cousin. Party hats courtesy of party poppers


Sorry for the teaser. I forgot to take any pictures with any Chio Bu's there. There are some cute young blonde girls though. But do trust me when I say that almost all the women there are tall, slim and blonde. [no better tourism advert than this *grins*]

Happy.Happy.Happy

Dad, Me, Grandma in Bangkok City, Cambridge 


In front of Johns College

Digging myself into a grave...

I have SO SO SO SO SO SO SO much work to do...arrrrrggghhh!!!!!!!!

just to release stress. not to worry anyone. Brought this upon myself with all the procrastinating.. don't have to pity me. better yet, shout it to my face loudly, "Serves me right!" that'll be ideal..probably i'll start working consistently..*continues to moan*

on a happier note, will be going back to penang this summer. finally, i have decided and will pay for my flight ticket in a few days time. back to sunshine, wearing sandals and shorts, shopping in Vincci, Padini..etc, eating spicy food..*yum*, talking to my parents about nothing and everything in particular, meet up with friends- sec school, taylors, cambridge..etc.. and eat eat eat eat eat eat eat. how could i Not get fat when i return? the food is gorgeous and there's no cold weather to burn off my fat..sigh.. i am glad that i decided to go home after all the indecisiveness and the "i am tough, i don't need home persona." this is making me really really really happy!!! looking forward to tons of things!!

i am so Happy at the prospect at going home that i NOW wonder WHY in the first place, I could forgo going back. *puzzled* Haha..well i thought that i know myself well enough. Turns out, I have just been cheating to myself, i wouldn't exactly be miserable if i stayed back but i wouldn't exactly be happy either. Not being very true to myself am i? but then again, how many of us are actually true to ourselves? Do we really know who we are or do we only know who we want to be? that's a large difference, no? It's often easier to know who we Want to be rather than the former because truth hurts, especially the ones which we admit to ourselves. and we will struggle to keep finding excuses to keep the nagging feeling away that we are So wrong bout ourselves. well.. i am just speaking about myself. if you are remarkably well-adjusted and completely true to yourself, tell me which shrink you see ya? cause i think i need one.


sigh.lazy lazy lazy lazy. hate myself..uuurrghh.. lay ping, Study!!

p.s: it's the stress. i am normally a nice person to myself, aren't i not? Ping are you listening? I am, aren't i? Ping??!!!!..*grinning maniacally*

My first rose..

over Msn:
Kai Er: Go look at your plodge. I left something for you. It's alive!

Me: yay!! thanks loads!!

[puzzled]


buy me a rose, call me from work. [ Luther Van Dross] 


Wonderful Kai Er, so sweet of her.. 

*swoon*

Traditionally Cambridge; punts

Me and Daryl on the punt, courtesy of Punter with cap [yijin]


along the river, picture of St.Johns College


hauntingly beautiful


awwww...so romantic.

The best thing about Cambridge in spring is Not the mushrooming ice-cream stalls all over the place, is Not the beautiful flowers sprouting everywhere, is Not girls in short skirts [well, i AM a girl myself- couldn't care less], is Not the holidays, is Not the chance to see blue blue skies, is Not the chance to dump my thick jackets..

BUT to enjoy the river.. punt along the river. To feel the breeze blowing gently and you lean back and enjoy the scenery float pass you.. feeeling Oh so calm, peaceful and contented. with some strawberries and grapes in the punt.. and taking photos every so often and "Oooh" and "Aaaah" every few moments, as the Grand Johns College looms ahead just around the bend, the romantic Bridge of Sighs [imagine clandestine lovers meeting there for rendezvous *wink*] and the willows hanging down, surrounded by the river that looks deceptively clean.

well, i'd like to leave you with that calm image but.... for the more adventurous, punting is A sport. you'll have to come and try it for yourself!! *grins*

Mum & Dad.. I love U

They are Bestest, best people on this whole wide world to Me. *in a little girl's voice* They are always there, no matter what. They always think the world of their daughter, no matter how badly I behave, they are still willing to forgive me and love me at the end of the day. They are always willing to listen to me, chattering away for hours and hours, about my worries, my insecurities, my musings...anything that comes to my mind, hardly complaining even i get irritatting. They are willing to spoil me, buy me whatever things that i want. They respect my decision, my choice even if it is not what they wanted for me. They are happy when I am happy. They try to make me happy when I am sad. They give me courage and support in whatever that I want to achieve.

Mum, I miss the times when:
-we hung out on the swing in my garden at night, sitting there in the silent night under the starry sky...just enjoying each other's company without talking much
-we made cookies together, me trying to press the dough into some semblance of the shape you wanted. and you always always can get it into the perfect shape
-i'll go to the kitchen and steal the food whilst you are still cooking dinner..hehe
-we go shopping in KL together, when you'll accompany me into every shop and give me advice on what to buy and what not to buy. you are still the only person that will tell me honestly if my bum looks Huge.. *grins* and we will shop shop and shop till late at night and i am still amazed at how much energy you have!!
-you'll buy me supper when i am burning the midnight oil

Dad, I miss the times when:
-you'll fetch me home from school and we'll go for some nice lunch and i'll tell you everything that happen to me that day. every other 5 minutes, i'll ask you whether you are still listening..*grins*
-you'll wake up from your nap and go out in your motorbike and buy us some afternoon snacks which I am Not suppose to tell mum about it..hehe
-you'll come out of your room in the middle of the night and give me a pat on the back when i am burning the midnight oil
-we'll go out at night to buy pirated vcd's and buy supper
-you'll try to get me out of the bed every morning to go jogging with you by pulling my leg out of the covers..sometimes i manage to wake up, sometimes i don't.
-you'll tell me about you life in the past and all the things that i still have to learn from you

even though i am sometimes aloof, sometimes stressed, sometimes misbehaving, sometimes self-centered that i wonder how could Mum & Dad still love me...but Mum & Dad still do.. and i realize how so very Lucky i truly Am..

to me, parental love is the most pure, most self-sacrificing. they do not get to choose the kind of person that their daughter/son are but they still love them no matter what. for their daugther/son, they are willing to give up everything and they are even sadder than we are when we are sad. and they derive so much joy just by being with us. in one of my flights of fancy, i wonder about how i'd be if i become a mother and i realized that i'd love my kid (preferably a daughter *wink*) so so so so very much and would give everything that i have got to him/her. i came across this blog today and it is written by the Parents to their daughter and she's only 1 years old now.. and it's so..so sweet.. The world according to Ayjia,(http://ayjia.blogspot.com/) ~enjoy~

I am Not homesick, just parentsick..*grins*

The tree outside my window when i First arrive (October)