Excuse me? There's a parcel for you!




Have you ever been 18? 
Do you remember how it was like to be 18, 
and have your whole future stretched out before you, 
glorious opportunities ripe for the taking?

Have you ever had all the adults

 suddenly cornering you and asking you what you want to do with your life? 
Where you want to go? 
Which place to study?

Have you ever waited with sweaty palms,
 waiting to hear someone over the phone telling you whether you had won a college place,
 a scholarship, a competition?
 Have you ever spent nights staring at your ceiling,
 wondering how to make a decision that will greatly impact your future?

Have you ever been torn between your wildest hopes and ambitions; 
and the realistic limitations of finance and your own capabilities? 
Have you ever agonised about whether your plans were in line with the One who has the highest plans for you?

Have you ever believed that you can do anything that you dream of, 
if only you try?
 Have you ever been convinced that in your own small way, 
you can make a difference for the better;
 change the world?

To be naive, to be inexperienced, 
to be hopeful and optimistic and idealistic and pseudo-cynical and insecure all at once.
 To love for the very first time, 
and get your heart crushed like brittle ice under your lover's feet.

And it's all part of a parcel of being 18,
 for the first and last time.
May you be happy being 18 my dear sister...
^_^
aLL the best in your exams ya!!! ^_^



My Smile


Okay people ... today I've decided to do something out of my normal entries....
Behold my citizens, I declare that today is FLUFF day, when one can write as much fluff as they want!

Stuffs that make me ^_^ smile :

1.  Travelling


Okay... not by plane
But this!!




2. A warm and cozy bed. (especially when I'm experiencing winter here in Moscow)


3.  My cam-whoring skills




4. Food and that includes pot luck-ing 



Aftermath...



5. Chocolate cake.



6. Letters! Bythe way I don't mean bills and advertisementsor even emails but real letters written by
 people. Though I rarely ever get them now, probably because I don't send any...



7. My pets 
(Shiro , Bobby , Mr & Mrs Smith & my beloved Mr. Top Pan )

Shiro

He has a pair of fake-looking eyeballs.. I mean seriously..don you think so?



My Bobby 


& She is about a size of a chicken ..
and yup she is definitely smaller than a cat

And yes ... she smokes... 



8. The moment especially after a big exam... what a big relieve..

9. Remembering something funny that I did or said months or years ago. 
Time makes good memories better.



You may have noticed that in this list 
I didn't include the perpetual "God, family and friends " list.
 That is because these are so much more
 important to me that
 it doesn't just make me smile,
 it is the foundation of my security and identity. 
and of course it makes me smile deep inside.

Medical Specialty


Veysman, B. Physician, know thyself. BMJ 2005; 331:1529.


For those who wants to know what medical specialty that they want to pursue in future but still unsure may check out this algoritm I found over the internet.


Mine's opthalmology... What about yours?
^_^





Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!!


Happy Mid-Autumn Festival or should I say Happy Mooncake Festival Ya people!!!
Doesn't it reminds you of your home and family?
Well I do...




Feeling tired...

It's 4.30 am now in Moscow and I'm still not asleep...
Why?
Because I need to finish my powerpoint presentation before class tomorrow.
sigh...
I'm feeling very sleepy now...

sob sob...
miss my bed

Chinese or Malaysian?


The most cliche questions people ask when they 1st meet me!


WHO ARE YOU?


---------------------------------
My dilemma....
Chinese? Malaysian?



I just hate it when people (especially Chinese people) say,
"oh well,I'm not Malaysian. I don't feel like I belong to country. I'm just Chinese, and that is it."
And I understand why -Because the people who rule my country are not secure enough to let go off their power, of their bigotry, of their herd mentality and their selfishness
and are afraid of any change to the status quo.

Remember the countless, numerous forms that we've filled in ever since primary school. The race boxes where you mark "Melayu", "Cina", "India" or "lain-lain".

Why do we feel the need to categorise ourselves by race? Why do we say "I'm Indian" or "I'm Chinese", when really....all that matters is that we are Malaysians.

I mean seriously you don't go out and call an african of French descent a french African. You just call them French.You don't address some people as an Italian American. You just call them Americans... right!

I am not saying that I should forget the fact that I am a chinese.In fact I am a chinese.And I am proud of it.And of course it does not mean that as the
4th generation emigrant of me,I have no rights to identify myself with the country that my ancestors originated from. Just because my great great grandparents moved to a faraway land, risking their lives in order to seek a better life; means I should divorced my roots entirely?


And it matters so much to me that I'm both a Malaysian and Chinese.Simple because
being both is not a crime.
The crime is only when we let ethnicity separating us instead of having nationality uniting us.





Russian Visa

Today marks the 5th day of my foot print on the land of Russia.But these 5 days doesn't pass by easily. The Russian government suddenly decides that everybody who steps into their country should must have their visas done within 3 working days regardless of even if your present visa expire two or three months later.

Failure to do so will cause one to pay a fine of 1000 roubles (about RM 140) for a day late.And so... now all foreigners studying in MMA rushes to queue in the "dekanat" (dean's office) in order to get their visas done.Did I mention queue? Opps... Does this look like a queue to you ?


We started queueing since 8.30 am yesterday although the office would only be open at 2 pm.And thank God we're able to settle our visas. This scenario has been an every year thing for us in MMA.
Sigh...How I wish things will be different next year.



A must when queueing up - MP3 and Food.

Words of Wisdom:

Never drink water there cause you don't want to end up going to the loo often.


The end of my holiday..

4 more days before flying back to Moscow... My current mood is somewhat a mixture of excited+ happy+emo+emo+emo+emo +emo and emo!!!

There's so much to be done and little time left....


p/s : Blog's still in a mess ... will try to beautify it whenever I have time!!

Meet my siblings...

The world is not small but for me to be born in this family is God's blessing and for me to have a compassionate and lovey dovey family members is a bonus. I love you guys lots!


Me (the eldest No.1) - with extra hands



No.2 - finally graduated. She is officially off from the F&M( Father & Mother) Scholarship.


N0.3 - The football freak in the family.
We always call her "the bulimic girl" cause she always feel like vomitting after eating.


No4. - The pet student of every teacher in school and even now in college simply because she loves to smile.She smiles every minute and second to everybody (I mean everybody)



No.5 ( the youngest) - aspires to have his own blog and threathened me to name it clicheboy if I don't listen to him...


Me & bro


My bro pretending to be a vampire slayer!.

Us (without my 2nd sis) cam whoring in front of a workshop because our car caught fire in the middle of the road. (And it scares all the neighbouring cars)

A new look

Finally I've found the Blogger Template that I want after 6 months.I'm still cracking my head on how html works. I'm still unable to put up my widgets yet but I will try to reconstruct the new face of my blog ASAP.... I'm really excited now... hooray!!!