October mood in Singapore

The first day that we arrived, my cousin and his gf brought us to Vivo City in Singapore (equivalent to Mid Valley City in KL) for dinner at Food Republic.

A different theme compared to Food Republic in Pavilion, KL.

Feels more like China Town to me.

Old, rusty ancient door as part of the decoration.

Trusty, old bicycles from China hanging above the ceiling. From my observation, even the workers behind all the stalls are mostly from China.

My mum and I had sweet and sour fish rice. The presentation was so nice and tempting! Tasted blah with the capital B. The nicest were the eggs, tomato and cucumber.

My dad’s yong tau fu and vege soup. Well, taste good in its own because, they’re greens! Yong tau fu was so so.

 

Can you make out what is it? For Chrit sake, it’s only end of October!! o.0 Giant Xmas tree hidden out from the spotlight on the roof of Vivo City.

If you want to try a shot of getting rich, make a trip to Singapore by Jan 2010. That’s where all the future big guns casinos of South East Asia are going to be, just directly opposite Vivo City, on Sentosa Island.

Super Virgo, docking nearby.

Felt in love with Daiso because everything is at SD$2 and they have MASSIVE cute Christmas decorations. Crap, too excited that I forgot to take pictures.

 

What exactly do I do?

Okay.

So, I have been bombarded with different kind of a typical question of late.
What exactly do I do at home now that I’m on a super long break?

I’m kinda busy. Most people will raise their eyebrows when I said that. Most would think I should be goyang kaki-ing at home.

But, that’s not my main purpose of coming home. I have a mission when I come back. Some asked me whether I’ll be getting a job in Kuching. Problem is, I seriously do not know. It’s not that I don’t want to work. As in, I’m stuck in the middle of the South China Sea. KL or Kuching? KL? Kuching? KL?!!! KUCHING???!! ARgghhhhhhhhHHH… I just bloody don’t know. Can I split myself into half? Nah, that’s not a wise thing to do.

What do I exactly do at home?

It’s mainly about food food food food food food food food food food food food. Nope, I’m not in the F&B industry, nor am I starting one.

Since my dad can only eat certain kind of food, we have to make sure he’s taking enough nutrients because of such restrictions.

It’s either washing, cutting, cooking vegetables, washing, cutting, cooking meats, washing, cutting, blending juices, cooking, blending nutritious meals. Easy job? Now I know how it feels like to be 30% of a housewive. Yupe, 30% is enough to create that awareness in me. Thank you very much.

The things that are taking MOST of my time would be:

1) Peeling the skin of a kampung duck.

Dun play play on this man. The kampung duck have some sort of a rubber super power that make sure the skin is sticking to its meat, like it’s 2nd meat, not skin as in skin. Point is, the kampung duck don’t have much meat, hence the the removal process is kinda prolong. Why should the skin the remove? To cook an oil-less and healthy duck soup.

Luckily, I don’t have to kill the duck myself. Imagine, half dead duck, with half-slit throat, blood sprawling around, duck running around for its life, messy crime scene. Just because it has a rubber super power skin.

2) Sour sop fruit (Angmoh durian)

Ahhh, sour sop, my good friend. Good for health, no doubt, but a big sour soup fruit will take me approximately 1 hour to remove all it’s seeds. Handling 2 at a time? It happens. I can’t control when it wants to ripe. The seeds are sticking to its flesh and its flesh are like sticking with each other. Sour sop is kinda hard to come by, depending on its season.

Whenever a big, fat, juicy sour sop fruit is stumbled upon, it will be stocked up in my house immediately and the necessary procedures are applied when it’s ripe to be refrigerated.

Why should the seeds be removed? To be blended into a healty, goodylicious sour sop drink. We can’t blend them together with the seeds, eh?

Believe me, it will be troublesome to remove the bit and pieces of the seeds from your mouth.

3) Water chestnut

Ahhh, another good friend of mine. Good for cooling down the body. Peeling of the skin is necessary and will take a long time if there’s alot of them. Why should the skin be removed? To be blended into a healthy, cooling water chestnut drink or can also be used for any soup.

Remember to properly wash the water chestnut first before peeling the skin. Don’t want no dirt as extra nutritious value in your drink/soup.

 

Those food are the main food busy-ness of all food that I’m handling.

Other than that, running errands at times when needed – buy groceries, bank, pay bills, cars related, hospital related, settling things for my dad, buy Toto, buy 4d and other adhoc stuffs.

Yeah I know, routine work and kinda boring. I have more free time at night. And thank God mum don’t work on weekends.

Another question, how about myself?

I don’t know. Maybe someone care enough to sponsor a spotlight or crystal ball for me?

I know you guys are kind hearted enough.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Climb

Came back from Singapore yesterday. Fifth session for my dad.

Woke up at about 6 plus this morning. History in the making, in Kuching that is, for me. Had a 1.6km jog. Not bad. Not bad.

I love listening to songs. Never really came across songs that will give me much impact. This one, however, touch deep into my soul and relate well to whatever I’m going through. Enjoy.

 

 

 

 

Timelessness

Have been ages since I last update this blog.

Too many things happening 2nd half of this year, catching me offguard.

Hard, tough, decision have to be made, has been made and in the midst of … adjusting to the decision.

Further decision to be made, but, can only go slow at the moment.

The path that I’m threading seems dark and blurish. Hardly any dim light spotted. Never before have I felt so helpless. Time is passing by every second, without any direction.

Pray hard that what may be, I’ll go through this. That’s life, right? Not all smooth sailing but challenges to make us stronger.

At times like this, how I wish for an angel to protect and guide me.

I am not alone

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TheSun

One guest reader (thanks Schweeney!) send me this link:

http://www.sun2surf.com/article.cfm?id=37373

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After getting no response from my first letter, I’ve decided to forward my letter to the other dailies.

A reader from The Sun, shared this with me, through the Editor.

Another guest reader (thanks Irene!) shared the response from RapidKL:

Irene
August 26, 2009 at 8:41 pm | edit

Hello there,

My friend have a similar experience as you yesterday.
So I decided to write to rapidkl about this issue.
I wrote the e-mail about 2hours ago and they have responded with this:

“Thank you for sharing your feedback with us which we truly appreciate. We have made arrangement with our Cleaning Contractor and Pest Control to carry out special cleaning onn all our LRT more often.

During the special cleaning, our technicians will dismantle parts where possible insect/bug is hiding; e.g. underneath the seat , for the Pest Control to spay with the chemical. All trains door will then be closed at least for 4 hours to ensure all bugs were destroyed. This exercise will be carryout on a routine basis until the whole fleet cleared from insects/bugs. “

Look where you are sitting next time my friends.

Be safe, stay safe!

The one with the LRT again

Below is the complain letter that I have just sent to The Star in the hope they will publish my letter and hope other commuters will take precaution as to when they are using any public transportation.

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I wish to share with you one very bad experience that I had in a Rapid KL train.

The public transportation in Malaysia has been under scrutiny for ages. People often complain about the punctuality and the breaking down of the trains, which are the norms. But, for me, it has reached another level of criticism.

On the morning of 26th June 2009, as usual, I took my morning ride to office at Wangsa Maju, LRT station. An empty train came, and I was lucky enough to get a seat.

The moment both of my thigh touched on the seat, I immediately felt itchy. I gave no thought to it thinking it would go away.

But the itch persisted. Naturally, I reached out my hand just to scratch a bit. In the process of doing so, my hand indirectly came in contact with the seat and a few spots on my itched as well.

I felt small tiny bumps on both of my thigh. I thought I was bitten by something on the seat as the itchiness was getting more serious and the the tiny bumps were getting bigger. After what thought to be the longest time, I finally just stood up and tried wiping up my thigh with tissue paper to get rid of whatever dirt. I took a glance at the seat and saw some thin line of black stuff, on the lining of the seats.

I was shocked for a bit to see both of my thighs bitten (or so I thought) and thought it would go away soon after washing it.
To my horror, the next day, I was awakened with red, swelling and itchy skin on both of my thighs. I was indeed very afraid for I have no idea was the heck was on the seat, which caused my thigh to react in such a way.

I immediately went to a GP and the GP was in a blur herself. She prescribed me with an ointment and medication for allergy, hoping that she might find a cure. The itchiness and swelling persisted for next 2 days until I can’t take it anymore but to consult a skin specialist.

The skin specialist took a swab on my skin for it to be tested in the lab. She wasn’t sure what’s the cause of my skin’s condition and tried prescribing me medicine for both allergy and infection and ointment, hoping it will help my case.
And so it did, after 1 week, the itchiness and swelling were gone, but I was scarred. I wasn’t even wearing a mini skirt or hot pant. It was a normal skirt at the length above the knee!

It has been more than a month and I am still trying to get my medical report as to what was the cause of my unfortunate and terrifying incident. The hospital has yet to come up with the report. Now, I am in doubt, whether whatever it is that caused my skin to react, could be an unidentified substance.

I related my incident to a friend much later and to my shock, she experienced the same thing, twice! The GP that she went to, after taking a look at her thighs, asked her if she’s been on the LRT. That means, we were not the only ones! But the GP didn’t know what’s the cause either. Another friend of a friend, just experienced the same thing a few days ago!

This is what prompted me to write this and couldn’t help asking if:

1) The hygienic condition of the trains/buses of Rapid KL is really in question up to the extent of extreme reaction the moment our skin come in contact with the seats?

2) Could it be a prank of those who has a thing against people wearing skirts/short pants?

I hope Rapid KL can look seriously into such matter to avoid any reccurance of such incidents. It could be a one in a thousand to have such thing happening, but hearing the same incident happening to others, it’s not funny anymore.

Scarred
Kuala Lumpur

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My no longer sexy legs.

One week after:

My friends,  do share with all your friends who are currently taking LRT or who are planning to use LRT in the future, to be extra careful.

We just might not know what will befall us. Better be safe than sorry, unlike me.

The one with the LRT

MIA for such a long time. My apologies. Hehe

Took the LRT home today after hitting the gym. The usual normal crowd at night. Those having to work late or going home after their social activities.

Was standing somewhere near the center of the carriage. Suddenly, everyone was scrambling mad trying to get away from the entrance door. I felt a few tiny drops of “water” landing on my foot.

A teenager had just vomited. And boy, did some girls cursed! Automatically, I moved closer to the center of the carriage, not after getting a painful step on my foot from someone trying to run away from the splashing vomits. OUCH!

A friend of the boy was holding him up. From the look of it, he could be feeling sick or drunk? He looked up apologetically to everyone while some people gave him the annoyed look. His friend was kind enough to apologize to everyone who was splashed with the boy’s vomit.

Ouch! My foot still hurts! Kanasai! Jingy.

Just a few weeks ago, a wooden hippo fell to my same foot too! And it still hurts for a few weeks!

Damn, hope this bad luck will end soon.

Feeling good

This song somehow just give me the feel.

Faye Wong – Wo Ai Ni.

A good listen.

Dominos Pizza. Second thought?