Halloween - a hallow or a whine?

After a busy and long week with non-stop meetings and work stuffs, it was really a relief to see that it's finally my favorite day of the week; Fly-day or Free-day!
Coincidentally, it was also Halloween, so a Happy Halloween to all of you out there.

Not that this is such a celebrated festive season here in my country; but somehow this year, there was such a merry atmosphere reminding us of the arrival of this westernized festival that I couldn't help wishing people around me a Happy Halloween either.

Just when I was getting ready to get off work and going home to a nice dinner for a mini-celebration (just to join in the fun and to find a reason to celebrate), I had a rather unfortunate incident again.
I know, NOT AGAIN, you say, after hearing my sob story about my last Friday episode; which coincidentally also happened after work.
I am starting to wonder whether my Fridays are jinxed!

I don't know how to begin; and I don't really want to talk about it either, but rest assured it has nothing to do with work.
It is something belonging to me and it has caused a rather deep injury to my heart and herself.
Yeah, it's a her - most of my things are her anyway.

The worst part is, I am supposed to be really upset to the extent that I will cry out but this time, surprisingly, I am calm and collected.
I just took it calmly and thought of resolution methods or whatever I can do and even people who are close to me are surprised by the different me.

Halloween, and something like this had to happen...on a Friday again.
I really love Fridays; or used to love Fridays!
It's not even Friday the 13th but 2 Fridays in a row, and 2 different hurtful incidents.
I am now freaked out and crossing my fingers (and uncrossing) in anxiety in anticipation of what will be next although I see no point in being so negative (YET).

Never mind, looking forward to a great weekend, and no prize for guessing what is the object of my depressing Friday...no, no guesses please.

Happy Hallow-whine for me!

Filial Piety - Must or Trust?

I can't remember the last movie which made me cry or even cried so much.
I was in for the unexpected when I watched Money No Enough 2 a few weeks ago, which was perceived as a comedy or a humorous movie and boy, was I wrong.

I am not going to write a review on the movie, no, that will be in my movie blog which still has a list of movies/series in the list to be reviewed.
This is rather more like a story which I want to tell and also, pen in my thoughts and words along the way. For those of you who have not seen the movie, my summarized story would be able to help you see what I am talking about.

I would like to highlight the key elements which I observed in the movie and also the relationship to our own lives.

The three brothers in the movie were all married with their own families and it was pretty normal yet heart-warming when you see that they have not forgotten their good old mother as they flock home to have dinner with her on weekends.
The eldest son was the main caretaker of the aging lady and was also one of lower income earning son compared to his two younger brothers.
Both younger brothers run their own businesses and live in luxurious houses.

When the mother was diagnosed with illness, a degenerating and degradation of her normal form with age (which could probably be Alzheimer's), that is where the roles and filial piety of the 3 sons are put to the test.
During the discussion among the 3 brothers, it was rather realistic when you watch them start off with a low-key discussion to rotate their rounds in caring for the mother and then ended up in loud bickering.
At the same time, they were trying to avoid being heard by their mother who was sitting alone watching television.
The wives chipped in once in a while to argue the rights of responsibilities and they assumed that the old lady was unknowing.
It was really disheartening when the old lady, with her burdening illness, had to pack and go about with a bag every 2-3 days to shift from one son's house to another and you can see she had to go on her own without anyone bothering to pick her up or escort her.
The worse was the type of welcome she received especially in the second son's house, who also happened to be the richest of all(although he had failed in his business that time and had to put up in a HDB flat).
Perhaps it is not right to judge him as that, as his wife was controlling the situation but then, as a son and a righteous man, he ought to stand up for his own mother if he wants to.

Letting the mother sleep near the washing area and right outside the toilet was rather heart-wrenching and disturbing.
I couldn't help those tears when I saw the frail and aged old lady making herself comfortable in the area.
Soon after, when the mother's condition worsens, they decided to argue about sending the mother to the old folks' home as none of them could afford to spend their time with the old mother, claiming that they had their work responsibilities, etc.
The eldest brother was appointed to be the escort to send the mother to the old folks' home and it was really disheartening to watch how the poor old mother was unsuspecting and when she start to realize, the son ran away while she cried for help and refused to go into the home.

When she fainted and was admitted into the hospital after the drama, the eldest brother yelled and blamed his two brothers for what befell the mother.
While the mother fell into coma, the brothers were forced into another dilemma on whether they should end their mother's life as they could not afford the medical fees of her prolonged stay in the hospital.
The eldest brother was dead against the ending of the mother's and wanted to continue to bear the exorbitant prices of the mother's hospital stay.
He continuously blamed his younger siblings for their materialistic ways which landed their only mother in this place.
Initially, the brothers came to the consensus to let it be, but soon, they had to confront the truth that their mother's condition is not getting any better but worse and something had to be done.

The costs of her stay in the private hospital was too much to bear; especially when all 3 brothers have come to terms with their financial crisis after the failure of their respective businesses and career paths.
The mother had to survive on the blood bags which kept her alive, and since her blood type is rather rare, the hospital would soon run out of it.
It was really a pain to see the sons arguing among themselves who should donate blood to their mother.
And when Stella, the 2nd brother's only daughter was involved in a serious car accident on the same night the mother was to have a blood transfusion, it was a huge dilemma when they came to decide who should have the remaining blood.
The 2nd brother was fighting hard with his other two brothers who refused to budge and insisted that the blood is to be reserved for their poor old mother while the frantic second brother and father, had no choice but to snatch the blood bag with his wife to be donated to their daughter who was in a critical condition.

At the point, their sick mother woke up and with tears upon hearing them fight over the blood, she drastically pulled the tube of her main support to end her life immediately.

I must have cried buckets when I watched this movie and I found that the whole notion of this movie was far from being funny; in fact it had a very thought pondering value which is put to question when it comes to different situations.

I've had conversed with my parents and even they said that it was truly a hard decision when it comes to deciding between your mother and daughter on whose life to save in this kind of situation.
At the same time, the taking care of the mother part; especially when she is dependent should not be judged based on how filial the children are as everyone has their own difficulty and story to tell.
However, my dad is right though about one thing and this is something that I always quote him as saying, "A single parent can bring up 10 children; but 10 children can never take care of 1 single parent"

So harsh but yet so true.
Look at the whole story; how much has the mother sacrificed for her own sons
When they were in financial difficulties and they went to their mother asking for help, she selflessly digged out her own savings from an old biscuits tin; knowing that it's her only financial source left and gave them to her.
She was even still worried about whether her savings are enough to help her sons in solving their crises.
Yet when the mother is sick, the sons had to wonder whether it's worth their time to take care of the old lady.

How accurately it relates to the younger generation these days too!
When we are kids, whenever we see something we want badly, we tell Daddy or Mummy about it and they will just nod their head and fish in their pocket for those notes that sent the gleam in our eyes when we know we can have the book/toy we wanted so much. Yet when they are old and depend on us to support them financially, whenever we give them their monthly allowances, we always remind them to use it wisely or sparingly as we are 'running tight for the month'
How superficial!
Remember my daddy's quote?
In those olden days, even in financial crisis, the father will always be the sole breadwinner and still struggles to make ends meet.
(Of course, there are also stories about how some couldn't make it and end up having to give away their own flesh and blood to wealthy families to ensure their better upbringing)

Think about it?
How many times have people these days turned away from their parents and not return the deeds of their parents; the people who have brought them into the world and made them in who they are today?
Are you a President, CEO, doctor, lawyer, teacher, engineer, etc because you are born to be one?
Without the funded education, will you still be one today?

To all the parents who have done their job in spending time with their children during their childhood and growing years, CONGRATULATIONS, you're definitely the pride and you are great people!

To be fair, there are also some parents today (sadly) who chose careers and monetary factors over their own children. These are the people who can't complain when their children ill-treat them in the future.
I have heard of a case whereby the son sent the mother to the old folks' home and when she sobbed her heart out over her son's responsibilities in caring for her in her old days, her son just looked at her and said, "You haven't cared for me when I was a kid either. You sent me to the babysitters' and Day Care centers. So I am just doing the same thing you have done to me"

How sad but true!

I believe that it all starts from trust; this is definitely not a question of compulsory actions which you must do and how you will be penalized if you were to ignore what you intend to do.
However, those are only the 1% as I believe all parents are great and care a great deal for their children; wanting only the best for their children.
But ask yourselves this, do you really think the same way about your parents?

When you have your own families, are your parents a big deal to you anymore?
If you say yes, answer the following questions frankly; with full honesty from the bottom of your heart:
1. Are you willing to fork out a few thousand or thousands for your parents? (be it medical or life support, etc)
2. If your parents happen to be sick; as in a really serious condition whereby they need full attention (for instance, their bowels and motion sicknesses which cannot be controlled) and you need to be there to clean up for them, will you do it without grumbling?
3. If you find that you have a packet of blood left, and your wife/kid and your parent(mother or father) need it at the same time; in the same critical condition, will you find yourself giving the blood (without hesitation or second thought) to your parent?

These are all heart-wrenching questions and yet, they are as far as they go in reality.
I am not questioning anyone's will to be a filial son or daughter, but there are lots of subjective and gray areas which are equally realistic as well.

But I still do agree with my good ol' Daddy's words, "A parent can take care of 10 kids, but 10 kids can never take care of 1 parent"

It's all about your conscience and the trust from your parents when it comes to taking care of them.
I bet they never wanted to bring trouble to us when they grow old; who doesn't like the idea of aging gracefully?

Just listen to your conscience and I hope we do not have anymore of bitter cases.
Another recommendation; Money No Enough 2 is definitely worth a watch....it brought back great memories and values to my mind and heart.
And I want to be a great daughter to both my parents....

I think that the movie will be even more touching if they included scenes of how the mother brought them up and the hardship she went through during their childhood.

Thank you Daddy and Mummy, for your hard work, I am sure it was not easy and thank you for all the times you have stood by me and doubted me.
I will never forget and I pray to the great Lord Almighty for the peace and wonderful family relationship we have and will always have!

Bad Day

This is a song, by Daniel Powter which was pretty much a hit last year.
Funnily though, I just didn't like it when the radio played it; especially early in the morning when it's the start of a bright new day.
It's pretty much an unquestionable quirk of mine; and I am not saying that I will be a better DJ but I know enough to know the songs to avoid especially bright in the morning.
Not that I have anything against the song, nor Daniel who has boasted a pretty decent career, not to mention a memorable record of the songs made into hits.

I just couldn't accept the notion of being negative early in the morning; being sung to Bad Day seems like a curse or a bad omen being said unto you when you are getting ready to enjoy the day.
To me, it was a love and hate kind of song when I listen to it.

However, yesterday, this song came to my mind when I was about to get off work; let's say, a pretty good day with a bad end.
I've always loved Fridays, as most of you know.
In fact, I adore Fridays and I almost built an altar to worship Fridays (no, that was a joke, no offense meant to the great Lord who created and loved me)

I always feel extra chirpy and full of spirit on Fridays; since I was a little girl.
Back then, probably due to the fact that I am happy my Daddy won't be working during the weekends and we get to go out together in a family.
That being said, I am also a cheerful girl when it comes to everyday, but on Fridays and Saturdays, I am EXTRA EXTRA cheerful, get the note?
(just tune the extra a few notches higher than what I stressed)

Yesterday was no different, and I was enthusiastic and working my hardest.
Even when my boss called to get me to complete some records for performance review and stuffs like that, I did panic a little and got myself mixed up with the things I am supposed to do.
Well, that cleared up soon enough and when I was making my last visit of the day, I left the office feeling excited at the prospect of having a great long weekend once again, one of the rare happiness when you start working.
However, October was not too bad as we've had 2 public holidays and we enjoyed the teeny weeny bit of enjoying long weekends without dragging ourselves to work.
Furthermore, the weather has played her part in her shine and rain days.

I was enjoying a great chat with my colleague cum team assistant and we were wishing each other a Happy Weekend when we walked ourselves to the carpark.
As soon as I got into my car, my cell phone rang.

I looked at the number and noticed that it was from my customer, the one who called earlier regarding his issue.
I pondered for a while and I decided to answer; despite it being after my work hours.

I spoke to his secretary who was really sweet and when it came to the point that I mentioned I need to wait until Tuesday to contact my KL team who could help in the technical and commercial aspects, that's where her boss decided to have a word with me.

Now, having a word is an understatement.
Believe it or not, I was put through hell when I had to listen to his incessant complaints about his thoughts about my company and our service.
I tried to be my best as possible; because the customer is always right.
I didn't once flinch nor raise a tone, and I listened, inserting a word or two to cool him down.
Guess what, in the end, I was not even allowed a word when he kept hammering at how bad everything was.
If you're talking about negativity in a person, this was all it.
Although he mentioned that "I understand it's not your fault", but all his statements stated otherwise and soon, I became a victim of his frustrations.
I had already revved up my car engine and there I sat in my car, listening to his complaints and rants
It was a good half an hour conversation; or should I say a session of reprimanding.

I sat there, feeling like an idiot and wondering what the hell am I doing there, spoiling my Friday.
I was speechless, which was rather rare, when I had been participating in debates and never gave others a chance to pounce on me.
I had to listen, I had no choice; and yet, this man did not seem to even want to give me a chance to talk.
So, I decided to best keep my mouth shut and listen, going mmmm, ahhh, yes sirs, etc.
Those who know me, will think this is very rare that I do not put up against an argument when I am not in the wrong.
Or perhaps, I am in the wrong as he put it.

When it finally ended, I didn't know whether to feel relieved or cross (which surprisingly, I didn't feel angry)
It just made me wonder, are we really subjects of frustration in times like this when we serve some Chinamen company?
Do not get me wrong, I do not have anything against China people nor Chinese men owning companies but boy, the attitude was really shocking.

I am not saying that I do not empathize with him; as I truly, fully understand his situation (which is why I sat through numb and dumb to listen to his rants)
But the very least, give me a break, I am trying my best and hate as I to admit it, it is rather not gentlemanly of him to speak his frustrations non-stop (like an M16 or even a Bazooka going at me, exaggeration or not)

I am still after all, a lady, and no, equal rights do not come into this because as a gentleman, you should be wary of your own actions.
I really hated it when I felt depressed by the incident and ashamed that I was near tears when I listened to him patiently.
No, I didn't even think of putting the receiver away from me while he goes on and on

It was just rather disturbing but he finally decided that it was enough and told me that he'd wait until Tuesday and reminded me that he didn't have a choice.
Though I was already demeaned by him by all his saying, and instead of calling him a J.A, I actually still took in all in stride and took the liberty of choice to call up my colleagues for help and ended up putting myself down by calling for their help after office hours on a Friday evening!
I know they must be really pissed but I had no choice either.
Thank God, I am really thankful for such understanding colleagues who asked no question at all when I asked for their advice and the next course of action.
After going through the phone call, I understand how my colleagues must be thinking when I called and caught them in work-related chat which they definitely do not appreciate after work and what on earth was I thinking.

I still do feel stupid calling them but I am deeply grateful for their positive responses and their will to help me.

I feel ashamed and really stupid being bogged and bugged by the situation and let it affect me when I've told myself that I will never allow that to happen.
In fact, I have to apologize to the friend whom I've let down for a Friday night dinner, I owe you one dude, and I will make it up.

I didn't want to talk about it, because I don't want to sound like some cry baby who couldn't handle a little bit of pressure.
I want to be strong, but at the same time, do allow me to mellow a little like a baby girl.
It does take time...

But, you know what, Daniel Powter is right after all....I've had a bad day
Taken one down
Just to Turn it around....

Sighs, that's what work is about right, I can't expect to sit on rainbows all the time

Varied comparisons

People are getting absurd these days, I tell you.
I was just hearing from one blogger how people have been comparing all sorts of things; even sicknesses.
Gone are those days when people just ask "How are you?" out of pure concern.
Today, mention you're sick in bed and they will go telling you how sick they were previously too..
It's like trying to outbid each other in their level of sicknesses.
How sick!

Oh, it does not stop there, ever heard of competing on the books you read and the expiry of the books?
Yeah, let me tell you.

People will tell you all about the new book they're reading and then, they will add to that, "Oh by the way, it is the latest release by this author, and it happens to be on the bestseller's list"

If you mention you're reading something else, they will just look at you with a really surprised look, "Isn't that an old book?"

Uh-huh....
*Clears throat*
Since when do books have expiry written over them?
I can still read Enid Blyton or Charlotte Bronte or even Shakespeare as I please and not feel bothered by people who try to intimidate me with their 'bestsellers'

I love reading and I've been an avid reader since young, and I for one, will not be ashamed if I do not happen to be reading a recent book where everyone goes ga-ga about.
I will read at my own will and interest, thank you very much

Gone are those days when people are happy just comparing their features, complexion, bra sizes, weight, height and body measurements

I have (HAD) a dream~~

The night before yesterday, I had a really cool dream.

I dreamt about my car alarm going off (I told you, my car alarm has driven my crazy, and I still hear them even after 2 weeks of installing the new alarm which cost me a bomb)
It wasn't pleasant, even when it was in the dream!

However, I saw Daddy in my dream and he was standing there while I foolishly re-enacted the entire sequence of triggering the alarm.
It went off alright and it was like crazy, and then, Daddy just folded his arms and told me,

"Just change your car...it's seriously cracked"

I was like staring at him and I went, "You're serious, Daddy?"

Daddy nodded and continued affirming, "I don't see why not, this car is already crazy anyway"

YEAYYYYYYY!!!!!!
Awesome, it was such a cool dream...and I jumped for joy, shouting in excitement and I couldn't stop laughing, starting to picture which car I would like as my new car.
It was like a dream too good to be true...

And yes it is, when Daddy said, "And... you're old enough to pay for your own car"

I stopped...it is a DREAM...and it's been too good to be true..

Who told you all dreams were good anyway?
I am happy with my own car now...
Stop dreaming.....

Wear a Purple Ribbon!~

It was Catechetical Sunday yesterday.
Don't mind the long word, it is basically the foundation of our Catholic knowledge and there was even a blessing to all the great people who have voluntarily taken on the challenge to knock some Bible knowledge and the root of the the Catholic faith into us and a bunch of rowdy kids who will grow up someday to be the leaders of the nation.

When I walked into the church, I was greeted by a chirpy young lady who gave me a nice little bookmark (hey, that's really sweet, I almost forgot that I love collecting bookmarks!~ I actually have different bookmarks for different books; sometimes I go by their genre...yeah, my bookmarks are categorized:)



Really nice and good quality paper...and it has a little ribbon attached to it!
I love ribbons, I really do...I always love tying my hair with a ribbon which matches my dress


At the same time, there was this particular part on the church supporting the abolishment of ISA and calling for the purple ribbon to be worn to show support for the event.

The color purple is always a symbolic color which is donned during Lent and Advent season.
Too bad I do not have my ribbon with me now...

Ants on my Toothpaste!

Just the other day I was reading Ju's blog on how she found ants in her water and I commented that I haven't had that problem for some time.

How Lucky of me....

I believe I spoke too soon....

I didn't have problem with the ants swimming in my drinking water (thank God) but they're on my toothpaste.
No mistake, they were all surrounding the cap of my Colgate toothpaste tube and some were also suspiciously loitering near my toothbrush.

I wonder what on earth is so interesting about Colgate...and what is their sugar content?
If they are attracting ants, they're definitely sweet, right? (I don't think ants brush their teeth)

And if there is sugar in Colgate (which probably is), what is the level? It should be pretty high to be able to attract those ants right
**Mind you, those ants are of those black and red type, small ants.....and they're annoying!!! **

So, can someone tell me whether Colgate is still safe for those diabetics out there?
And anyone else having this same problem?
Any suggestion?

P.S.: I've cleaned and wiped the cap and have shifted the location to another shelf nearer to the shower pipe and there's lesser but the ants still found their way there....please help!

Raya Break has ended--

I can't believe that a week has just flew past me like that!
Raya Break is over and today is already a Sunday...erm, it's already in the afternoon now!

What have I been doing the whole week???!!
I thought my break just started...
I mean, I barely felt that there was a break...
Not that I had the illusion that this day will never come, but it's really hard to accept the reality when it has really arrived.

I can't believe....I want a rewind!

And the sun is scorching hot out there, how good does it help to get me back on track to face the reality that tomorrow is a working day?
And it has to be a Monday....don't we all 'LOVE' Mondays!

I wonder whether it is a sin to have some thoughts of enjoying holiday and dread work...
Well, I gotta snap out of it and get my Little Chicken Spirit back....to face a brand new day tomorrow!!!

Ermmmm....can we have the rain back? Just a short one and with some clouds to shade the sun will be ideal:)

*Smiles*

If only I have Adam Sandler's remote control.....

What are Fishballs?

Kids say the darndest things....they do

Kid: What are fishballs?
Kid: Oh, they are the eggs of the fish?
Adult: Nooooo, they are made of fish meat
Kid: Then why are they round like eggs?
Adult: Because you roll the fish meat to make it round like a ball
Kid: Uh uh....so means the eggs are the meat of chicken which you roll them?

*FAINTS*

What to do during this holiday break?

It's exciting when you get a long break, isn't it?
It's a great break from work or study or whatever you're busy with...
It's just such bliss to wake up and realize, "Hey, I don't have a pre-defined schedule and I don't 'NEED' to do this and that!"
(Even if you're the world's hardworking and disciplined person, you will bound to think like this - yours truly is also one who always believe in discipline and never do anything illegal and even I am tempted by the idea of holidays:)

The whole concept of not being told what to do or to be bound by obligations which made up part of their routine each day.
Yes, the key word is also routine.....you get bored of doing the same thing 7 days a week, 365 days a year or practically having it around 24/7 - pretty much I am referring to those who are serious workaholics (if you haven't realized, you do need help!)
Bored of routine...and a short break is always an answer....break; whether it's short or a long break...a break is definitely good.

Funny thing is, a lot of things will be going on your mind when you're busy working/studying/etc....you start to plan what you want to do when you get your vacation or if you are allowed at least a day off from your routine.
Don't we do that all the time?
(And you wonder why we have so many daydreamers in the classes/lectures/tuitions/offices...and hey, I'm not one of them, okay?)

Now you get your chance, a break... not one day but for a few days....and you end up asking yourself, "What was it that I want to do again?"
Unless you've made plans with a group of friends or you've booked your plane tickets with Air Asia or MAS cheap flights which will definitely motivate you to get your you-know-where to go off for your vacation, you may be left at home...thinking that I might want to clean up my room, but then there is that good movie on the TV/Astro that I haven't seen in a while and off you go, distracted!
You told yourself that you wanted to get this and that when you get off work and spend some time at retail therapy, because you do want to get those stuffs....and end up, when you have the leisure to do so, you just want to laze and relax at home, probably update your blogs or clean up your room (please refer to the above again)
Then you also tell yourself 'Hey, Economy's not doing good....US stock market crashed, I should save up for the rainy days' and you end up locking yourself up at home, refusing to go to the malls for fear of falling to temptation (you could end up buying something...and there goes your plan of reducing your credit limit for the month).

Are you as I've described?
You do not know what to do all of a sudden and you felt like work is not such a bad idea after all.....at least you know you wake up on time and you dress up nicely and you look forward to making yourself useful....even though it is for the sake of some extra moolah...which you do need to save for those rainy days (and when a new shoe comes on the rack, there goes the rain)

And when it comes to the end of your break and you have to go to work, you start to dread and wonder why didn't you fully utilize your short break..
Man, aren't we a confused bunch?
Ungrateful and never-content beings on earth...

This round we get a great round of long break; at least for some of us anyway....who took a few days of leave earlier...:D
And what do we do?
Hmmmmm....a few suggestions.....in case you're running out of idea

1. Don't try cleaning up your room, because you will end up watching the TV anyway. So, focus on watching a movie, and get yourself out to the cinema!

2. If you're thinking of re-furnish your room, ermmmm, please refer to no.1

3. Find a place to go....the mall, the cinema, makan-makan trip with friends, or a short trip to somewhere....as long as it's not inside your room/house.

4. Oh, I must mention, please gather some friends to do it with you....because somehow someway, at least one fella will always have that hyperactive drive to excite everyone with a holiday plan....or something fun....

5. No video games or computer games please....or you may end up regretting you missed your break.....stay away from anything which remotely resembles an icon of technology

6. Get some DVDs....hey, at least you are out of the house for a while, right??

7. If you're thinking of going to the bank/post office/PTPTN office/gov office.....hey, remember it's a holiday and they're probably closed anyway. Besides, why do you want to waste your leave on them?
Servicing your car may be a great way of enjoying your break...those few hours you spend waiting for your car will make you wonder what the h*** are you doing there anyway!

8. Get a few friends to go for some karaoke session, or if it's too expensive, ermmmm.....set up some songs on your radio/hi-fi/TV and sing along....
Scream to annoy your parents or neighbors....having the cops knocking on your door may be something memorable...
(I know I said stay away from technology....that's why I said Scream yourselves silly because you'll never be a rock star standing on the stage of the MTV awards anyway)

9. Take out that camera and start snapping pics of everything.....try to figure out why you still take lousy pics after so many attempts...and tell yourself that you will impress the other bloggers around with your great skills....(after you learnt how to use/operate the camera without using the manual anyway)
Enjoy photographing....and then upload...and start realizing what it's like last time when we don't have internet

10. Start blogging and updating your blog....or just start to wonder what you're doing in front of the computer on a holiday and thinking of the word Loser
Or you can think of 10 things to do during the holiday and type them in your blog...


I KNOW I KNOW...I mentioned stay away from the notion of technology, but hey, I am an IT gal okay, it's hard to take the word tech away from my life....and anyway, if you're reading this, you're probably a tech person...otherwise, why on earth are you sitting in front of your computer?

And get a life, get away from your computer and TV okay.....it's a Holiday...for Goodness sake.....
Get that camera, that CD/DVD....and have fun....

And forget I mention that we shouldn't touch anything to do with technology....

I am going to ENJOY my break now.....so should you!!
HAPPY Holidays to all of you!!

And Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri :D