THONG RANGERS!

Creativity implementation.

Some people have all the guts to pull it through. ALL IN THE NAME OF CHARITY. This goodwill, I admire.

AND SO, indrani came across an NGO from the UK and boy boy, the multitude of ideas is ... utterly amazing.

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I present you..... THE THONG RANGERS!!!

*holding laughs

Every year Didcot's Thong Ranger run 18 miles from Sobell House to Didcot hospital, in aid of Sobell House. More pictures here.

Personally, i like the ones with creative erm... 'holder'. I'll chose the moo moo over the elephant anytime!

The extend people will expose themselves for a good cause. WHY we can't do it here? WHY? ok, i can see the cannot-do-it-here point.. but still.. *sigh

cut me some slacks, i'm in stress-till-don't-know-what-to-do mode.

And so, life have been full. Full of what, i don't know. Work, work and only work. Sesungguhnya depressing. It has been pretty quiet this week, the boy has gone out station for a week, the girls have been overwhelmed with the workloads.

A little healing boost to my wounded mind.

Baby E

The minute he came in, he captured our hearts. In a second, all the attention was on him. Being in the spotlight as always.

This little boy turned up at work today.

He wasn't a tough baby, he is not the you know, babies that only wants 'selected' people to carry them. This boy was ok with everyone and anyone... No cries at all! How 'on' is that man...There goes la, to my colleagues especially...

I WANT A BABY!

well, my boss ask me to get married first before babies. No hanky panky.

Babies are sooo pure, laughs at almost anything that moves, so innocent. But unfortunately, not all babies are like that. Some are just plain tough to handle. When i comment on mom's nags about nitty gritty stuff, she would just say, wait la you become a mom, then you know.

It's easy playing or babysitting friend's babies, but imagine staying with them, waking up at wee hours breastfeeding, changing diapers.

OoO especially to those that take sleeping 6 hours at least a heavy issue. Tough tough.

As much as i want to have children of my own, i know i'm not ready at any point.. at least for now.

In my arms, he landed.

Banyak kerja sial

I know i shouldn't be here. Time is against us. Always one.
Work is piling higher by the minute, but i'm such a procrastinator.
SO MUCH TO DO! Well, at least last minute rush gives me the adrenaline pump.
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I played with my food... then i realised, i'm eating mother and anak.
I am a murderer. sei lo.

a little update,

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Last night in SIBKL was good. Ps Danny G brought back memories of Adelaide days... aih... *emo

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This morning when i got home, somebody was actually waiting. Hahaha...

Older sister dyed younger sister's hair. Made her an ah lian. Younger sister freaked out. Wait for second sister to come back. Younger sister pleaded for assistance to re-dye at 1am. Second sister helped. Used mom's black dye without asking. Cannot cover all the ah lian ultimate blonde-ness. Younger sister still half ah lian.

Lesson to learn, NEVER ask your eldest sister to help you dye your hair.

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Dream Dreamt Gone

When i was young, i had BIG dreams. I dreamt of being a well-known Hair stylist. I like to have my hair in different ways. It will be short for a while, fringed (despite my ultimate chubby face) and dyed for a while or dyed in a different style. I think it was then the ah lian-ness surfaced crescendo-ed, and now, a full blown ah lian. Haha..

As i was saying, my dream. I dreamt that i would cut people's hair with style so as they exited the shop, (blowing kipas at the hair) wooooooshhhhh.....(intro of Star Wars theme song) people from all end will stop a second and stare at the beautiful, gorgeous hair cut.

It was my dream.

I even checked out places where i could study a hairstyling course. Of cos, with obvious reasons, i didn't make it to the pre-orientation.

I always believe that hair makes a mark in a person's personality, and a person as a whole. It is a distinctive mark especially on the upper part of the body. Your hair is your friend. They can help with covering your side face scars or the buldging fats on the sides, mmm... side parting, middle parting... color of the hair can also compliment your skin tone, your clothes, your eyes... don't say, even your car. Color strips can also give you the effects of longer facial features. Of cos it also depends on the length of your hair.

So much pep talk on hair. I feel like pro also. BUT (cheng cheng cheng) that day... that specific day, i knew i wasn't born a hairstylist. (sniff... sniff... sob SOB SOB). My dad brought down a bag of Mattel barbie dolls. It brought back much much memories, dressing them up and playing with Ken... eer... i don't think i have a Ken.. ok, the living happily ever after WITHOUT Ken...

In the bag of many many mattel barbies, i could pick the one belong to me very very easily. I realised since young, my dream stands. I remember hiding this particular barbie (below) under somewhere to keep it out of sight from my parents.

They will fume like hot water boiling when they see this barbie then. Pay for a doll for you to play and you DISTROYED her life by cutting her hair???? and cut untill like that! now, they just laugh. It's all about timing man.. all about timing...

I just wanted Barbie to have short cool-looking hair. :(

Mind the cowboy hat with an evening gown. I just wasn't thinking right then.

There goes the dream of being a hair stylist. I just wasn't born to do it, it just wasn't in me. (Crying loudly) I guess, my parents knew it since day one.. and thank God they didn't give me the green light to go learn cut other people's hair.. Just imagine, i think they will pay for the post-cut-hair traumatic experience for my clients more when they sue me than my learning fees.

Some things are just not meant to be.

*Indrani, some of the big fonts are custom made especially for you. Now now, we won't want our publication manager's eyes squinting so hard eyh.. Hahaha!

Jeffrey L.

You left rather abruply. You didn't warn us before hand.

We could never feel how you felt all these while.

The surgeries the chemos and all the memory lost.

You were trying hard to remember it all, we know.

Today, we mourn for your loss.

Knowing you left this morning devastated most of us.

The person who filled us in with the latest gadget lifestyle,

who knows the in and out of multimedias,

you were like a walking book, has gone.

May you Rest in Peace my friend.

Daycare will be quieter without you.

There is Hope

Relay for Life, the biggest fundraising event was held yesterday at the Bukit Jalil MSN Training Stadium. Being the largest fundraising event, they did it BIG this year. I am touched personally by the support given by the public and private sectors. The response was amazing. People walked throughout the day from 6 in the evening till 10 the next morning.

The event planners in National Cancer Society of Malaysia did a great job in organising this. The rain did not stop them, well, it delayed but things were still in order. What touched me most is the luminara where lunch paper bags were sold to the public to draw anything in memory of someone whom have pass-on because of cancer.

Then the bags were placed all around the stadium track was lit with a candle in it. As i walked the track observing the litted bags, I was overwhelmed by emotions and tried hard remembering all the patients i've come in contact with that already passed-on. It has been quite a while. Time flies.

I'm happy i went and experienced it all for myself. The togetherness of it all. Well, i didn't stay till the next morning obviously, instead i left to catch Ellie in La Bodega before she flies on Sunday to.... well, climb mount KK, to medan, to miri, to ... dunno where else and finally to Aussie land to study then i guess back to UK.

Ellie, it wasn't easy working here but i wish you all the best in your future endeavor.

ALL THE BEST!

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A BOOK WAS LAUNCHED in SIB KL today. The book,

There is Hope

will be out at selected book stores.. places like MPH, Canaanland.. A christian book worth your time and money. A testimony (written experienced from the author herself) from the heart and soul.

Hearing lots of people feeling awkward approaching the cancer topic... yeah, it's not easy. Sometimes we want to help someone that is ill stricken by cancer, we always ask, HOW? I don't know what to say... I don't know la... it's rather awkward... OR queries by the patient him/herself, questionings. Since the author is a Christian herself, she have bible verses in it, to encourage and give courage.

In all my years in the Health Ministry, I have witnessed the health and medical
sector approach diseases, like cancer, largely from a medical and physical
viewpoint. However, I have since come to understand, in a deeper measure, the
impact that the spiritual and emotional realms have on diseases and healing.
This book will be a blessing to a ll those who are stricken with cancer and
those who look after cancer patients.

-Dato' Chua Jui Meng, Former Minister of Health, Malaysia

I know some of you out there find it hard approach this issue of cancer. I strongly suggest you take a peek at this book. This book caters not only for those who are suffering any kind of emotional of physical pain but also to those who are caring for them. I will not say more, do grab one and read.
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I admit. I sucked big time in photoshopping. SO, i am not gonna photoshop any photos anymore. If the exposure is bad, so be it.