Reminiscing Sweet Memories

To be apart of a family like mine
is so divine
where love is shown
hurt is shared
our love for each other is never impaired

we talk
we laugh
we cry

but we are a family
and we do it all together
for as a family
we do it all as one

you hurt one
you hurt all
and as a family unit
we will all stand tall

for we are family
a family full of strength
a family full of love
a family no one can touch

that' s why I love my family so much.

*taken from http://www.lovethepoem.com/family-poems/2.htm

When I was young...

With My Sister (Old Home & Current Home)

At the Zoo...

At Istana Sultan Abu Bakar, JB

JB Beach (Now Danga Bay)


Sentosa, Singapore



At a Park




Genting Highland



Cameron Highland




Finally we're all adults now... In Sarawak...





Miscellany

Daddy & Mummy...

My sister


My younger brother...


Birthday...


Mummy when she was young...forever gorgeous...

The Little Gift for our piano teacher, Ms. Soo...Thank you so much!



The three little 'pig'...forever siblings...

THANK YOU DADDY, MUMMY, AJIE & ABOY! YOU ALL! MUACKS!

Yummy Steamboat

Although short, this trip home has been quite enjoyable. Daddy decided to treat me steamboat in Skudai as a reward for securing a place into the Dean List. Yummy steamboat!!

All I can remember is eat, eat and eat!! hahaha!! But hey!! How can I stop myself from devouring all the food?? I believe you won't hesitate to gobble down all the food too if it was you.

Hmm...I was so engrossed in the food I kept letting the pieces of meat on the hot pan burned. XD

After our last round, we helped ourselves to a few servings of ice cream. If only there are more chocolate ice cream then I could've eaten more. A pity there's only vanilla ice cream left. Sigh.

I could not put up any pictures of the steamboat. Too busy eating until I forgot to snap a picture of the steamboat. Have to google search for one instead. Well, I'll just have to make do with it. XD

Dustbin Fight

It sounds silly but it is not us who initiate this. Fion came to my room this morning to tell us that our dustbin has been switched by our next door neighbours. They are taking our dustbin while we use their 'holey' one. This is not the first time they switched the dustbins. Fion said it has already happened for a few days.

Everytime they took our dustbin, Fion would try to retrieve it but it still always ended up next door. Worse still, one of the liquid paper-marked house number has been blotted out using blue ink and changed to their house number(other house numbers that has been marked by Fion are still visible).

My roommate and I were annoyed when we heard the news so we decided to re-mark our dustbin using paint. We drew 3 huge 'XXX' (okay...can't let you know where's my house, can I? XD Anyway, it's a 3-digit): 2 at the side of the dustbin and 1 at the bottom. The numbers are so huge you can see it from afar. XD

We thought they would not dare to steal our dustbin this time BUT oh my, how WRONG are we!!!! It's not even half a day and the dustbin has been switched AGAIN. They are not even bothered by the numbers marked on the dustbin. HOW OUTRAGEOUS CAN THIS BE!!!

Why can't they buy a new dustbin if theirs is broken? Why do they have to behave like some uncivilised and childish people? Taking other people's dustbin isn't the best solution to their problem. Or maybe they just want to show the others how thick their faces are. Sigh... What has the world become.

We switched back the dustbins. I certainly hope they won't take our dustbin again. If they did, we're determined to play with them (if that's what they want). Let's see how many times they want to play in a day. We did nothing wrong. The dustbin is ours. Proof? Anyone who's not blind can see the numbers on the dustbin and tell you it is ours.