Amusing Eavesdropping Session

I was on the ferry this evening and I heard an amusing conversation between an Indian boy(approximately 6/7years old) with a Chinese auntie.
Please note that the conversation is in Hokkien.

Indian Boy: The toilet is full! T_T
Chinese Auntie: Then go to the other one, there's two right?
Indian Boy: It's the girl's toilet!
Chinese Auntie *laughs* really?
Indian Boy: Yes! I cannot go in. Do you think this is your house toilet? *in a joking manner*
Chinese Auntie: So, what's your surname?
Indian Boy: It's Huang
Chinese Auntie: *shocked* Huang?
Indian Boy: Yes. Huang as in yellow (he actually meant his surname is actually written like the chinese character 'yellow')
Chinese Auntie: Oh... So, what about your father? What is his surname?
Indian Boy: Huang la~
Chinese Auntie: Your father?
Indian Boy: Yes. Huang (emphasizing it as if the auntie sounded ridiculous)
Chinese Auntie: Oh...

So I walked off after that because I didn't want to get cramped in a sea of people when you want to get down through the escalator. So, based on the conversation, I can only assume that this Indian Boy is either adopted or he learnt Chinese since young. But based on his fluent Hokkien, I can only conclude that he's adopted (according to my perception).

I want to share this conversation is because I find it amusing that this child knows no boundaries in friendship/relationship. He didn't think he is much different from his father(who is a Chinese) when this auntie finds it shocking that this boy shares the same surname as his father, who thinks that the father of this boy is an Indian like him. I believe that children are easily nurtured when young to learn things and they learn things from observation and conversations. Parents play an essential role in their growth. This Indian boy may not know these cultural and skin colour differences because to him, we are Malaysian, One! But to an adult, we separate these differences and make it into a BIG issue! I find it rather childish for adults acting the way they are and ironically supporting the One Malaysia propaganda. I think it's time we look back onto these children and learn from them instead of arguing of matters like a CHILD.

Merry Christmas ^^V

Christmas Eve dinner at Sakae Sushi with Ailing & Jophy ^^


Us at S&J




Us in Starbucks ^^ doing a remake of ClaraC's nails ^^ ME LOVE~

Merry Christmas Everyone~ ^^V Ho Ho Ho~

Last Christmas

Will you be there when the first snow fall? Will you be there when I’m awake? Will you be there when we crude? Will you... still be there when I push you away?

The fact that I was too dependable on you, made me the girl I am today.

The girl who cried over little things hoping you’ll realized what you’d done. The girl who fuss over little things just to have reassurance. The girl who sulk over little things that you didn’t do. But I still thank you for the memories you left.

Last Christmas, I was sitting patiently at the dining table, waiting for you to come home for dinner. It was Christmas Eve! A tradition we had every Christmas. But as time slowly passes by, the tight grip on my heart gets tighter. I was worries and crushed at the same time. When you walked in, I rushed to the door, you smiled. “It’s cold” you shivered. I wondered if you notice how upset I was. But I guess not when you walked across me, threw the briefcase on the sofa and moved towards the dining table. Sat down and had your dinner like it was meant to be. Just like any other dinner in any other day. I sat opposite him, trying to keep my cool and asked “was it that busy in the office?”, he just nodded as he started stuffing his face. I forced a smile and said “Merry Christmas!” He ignored me as if he hadn’t heard a word I said. I place my fork and knife down and stormed off. Slamming the door as I walked into our room. You didn’t bother to check out what made me mad or apologize. Instead, you finished up your dinner and watched television after.

It’s the little things that I still cherished; it’s the things you find it meant to be. It’s the little hope I hold on to, is the hope you took for granted.

This Christmas, I am sitting patiently at the dining table as he serves my favourite cream spaghetti with bacon and poured a glass of our favourite 1990 red wine. I look dreamingly into his eyes, a slight pinch in my heart hoping he was you. He walk over to my side, held up my chin, meeting my eyes and said, “Merry Christmas, love” and kissed my forehead. Knowing I think of you occasionally when I space out but he hugged me tightly assuring me that he’s there for me, he’ll love me unconditionally. Just the way I like it. As the song sang, Last Christmas, I gave you my heart, But the very next day, you gave it away, This year to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special”

He’s the guy who I am sure will be the special someone. I still cry over little things, fuss over them and sulk over it but he’ll always put up with all that and turn that frown into a smile. “Merry Christmas to you too, love” I smiled.
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It's no good, but still... MERRY CHRISTMAS! ^^

Christmas Effort... S.U.C.C.E.S.S

Brownies Goodies~ ^_^


SoulMate cookies~

Christmas Effort... F.A.I.L

In the process (before baking)

cover line XD

looking "good" ^_^

oh Christmas Tree~ oh Christmas Tree~

Wong Fu Productions

Wong Fu Productions is actually an independent production company
Whose projects are available in YouTube
I love coming back in the weekends or end my BAD day with Wong Fu
because they always put a smile on my face
They make really good videos and had touching plots
which I absolutely love


Picture Day - JCPenney Back to School Breakout Performer Contest!

This is one of the video that I love and wants to share ^^

Hope you have a Wong Fu Weekend~

It's the end of the week
A Wong Fu Week
Wong Fu Weekends~ ^^V
(credits: Philip Wang & WFP)

Not So Private

I started writing blog hoping I can express myself better
Write about my feelings, me and my friends, and my love and hate
But I couldn't be writing something about my hate cause
It's not THAT private anymore
I love to know that people whom I care about knows how I feel
But at the time, it isn't that comfortable to write about people that I don't like
which I know they will be reading
I'm not afraid to be offensive because I'm only writing from my point of view
if you don't like it, you're free to click the 'x'
But I'm afraid of ruining what we had
I had changed my blog several time because of the privacy issue
Seriously if you're reading this, you would be thinking "WTF is she talking about? Don't have a blog if you DON'T want people to read it"

Very true I must say, but it's because I hate how my writing looks like
That's why I used the aWESomeness of technology

I've decided to not post anymore diary entries
But only post my fiction and random stats