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Friday, August 27, 2010

Bravo to another driver

Oh ya, on the topic of interesting drivers, I noticed some interesting driving behaviors on the road when I was stuck in the horrendous 3-hours traffic jam yesterday.

There was only one lane on the road and somehow some ingenious drivers managed to create an extra lane on the left, for whatever reason which we are all aware of (to jump queue!)

Anyway, in front of us was this Honda Civic; and the rude intruder on his left was a Toyota Altis which was rather persistent in and dangerously trying to work his way in.
On our side was a White Myvi which was attached to a driving school.

We enjoyed the little drama in front as the Honda Civic was rather defiant as well and refused to give way to the Altis which was seriously annoying and constantly try to ram his way in!

As we approached a narrower section (after slowly inching for what seemed like hours), I noticed the Honda's driver rolling down his passenger seat's window (which was next to the Altis driver's side.

What happened next caught me by surprise (it may not be surprising to some of you, I know, I am a little doe).
The Honda driver HONKED at the Altis driver and I think he showed some kind of bad sign or something and guess what, the Altis stayed by the side and allowed the Honda to move forward first.

WOWWWWWW, I mean, like really really WOW!
That was an amazing thing, and I have to say, this is one brave action I applaud!
It may be a little rude, but I didn't think the Altis had a lot of manners either if they do things like jumping queue!

I'd say, BRAVO to the Honda driver and to the Altis, it really a lesson to be learnt not to cut into the queue the next time there is a traffic jam.
It really doesn't make you a hero!

And the Myvi next to us, who badly wanted to shine as a hero, didn't get his way with us either as we didn't give way to him as well.
I just think that it's obnoxious and absolutely unacceptable that a driving institution sets horrid examples like these.

What is going to happen to our roads in the future? I dare not see...

It is NOT His fault....

Today I was driving back from town in the afternoon, heading home and I stopped at this traffic light at the main junction of Sg Dua (where N Park/Sunnyville is on your left and USM is on your right?)

The lights soon turned green for our lane and I was surprised to see that I am not able to move yet (the car in front did not move)
There was a honk and I noticed that the two cars in front of me; a Citra and a CRV moving out towards the right.
I followed pursuit and I noticed the main reason we are held back, a car put on the hazard lights and just stopped there.
I think it broke down or something.

Now, the astonishing part was this; this Citra honked at the car, and that's not enough. The driver rolled down his window and just rudely waved his arm at the broke down car, like the sign language of saying "What the hell"

I think otherwise, "What the h*** is wrong with this Citra driver?"

I mean, who asked to break down in the middle of the road?
Do you seriously think that the driver really enjoyed not being able to drive off when the light turned green?
It is enough that he had to endure and to figure out how to get his car out of there and fixed.

It is really NOT his fault!

Sometimes some people can just be so inconsiderate and insensitive....

Washing machines - friendly...or NOT?

Don't get me wrong, I love anything that is associated in technology.
Hey, I studied something related to technology and I grew up in a technological era anyway.
I do adore technology and I worship technology (okay, not in the Godly kind of way because I still believe in GOD Himself)

I am thrilled to have stuffs like washing machine and fridge, and I would even want to get a robotic sweeper/vacuum cleaner if I can.
I missed the washing machine so much, and I was so happy to finally have aid in washing clothes (now I sound like such a lazy housekeeper)

However, I've learnt that you do not simply throw stuffs into the washing machine OR to make sure that you're sober before you throw anything into the machine.
I absent-mindedly and absurdly threw my favorite pair of bedroom slippers into it and look at what it has done to them...
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Poor Pooh, that must have hurt a lot....

And this is the culprit, HE did it! Convicted....
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Past beautiful sunrise and into noon....

Sweep past the sunrise which is although breathtakingly beautiful, but it also made way for super duper thick blankets of haze across the skies.

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I do not know whether this is haze or also the massive heat emitted from the grounds/skies. (if that's even scientifically possible, actually, it is:)

I do not like the haze; it gives me headaches and running noses....

Thursday, August 26, 2010

In the morning...

I love to wake up early in the morning and get the first glimpse of sunrise, but of course, I would need to be in a perfectly strategic location to be able to have that view, don't I?

Well, fortunately, I do.....and I was so happyyyy that I managed to capture this beautiful shot as the skies slowly brightened and made way for the SUN!

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Wow, beautiful and breath-taking!
Praise the Lord for his amazing creation =D

It is a brand NEW DAY today!!~ =)

THE Traffic Jam last night....

Here, I finally got these photos out from my phone....if you didn't believe me, look at the photos of the massive traffic jam on Penang island last night.
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The traffic jam which landed me 3 hours on the road, inching from one tiny weeny point to another and not close enough to hit the bumper of another car (thankfully)
I had a skilled driver next to me anyway ;)

The traffic jam which resulted in me having dinner at almost 9pm, and having to go to sleep later than usual because I had to digest the food!

This reminded me of the same traffic jam I got caught in at the Penang Bridge 4 years ago when there was this overturned truck/oil tanker on the bridge and I was stuck there for 4 hours!

Look at this, I am not on a new road; still the same old road, just that the car in front of me is not the one from the first picture because the poor frustrated driver made a quick U-turn to get out of this horrendous traffic predicament!
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I seriously thought I was going to be stuck there like, forever (a bit exaggerated), but it really felt like that!

*Shudders at the thoughts of the traffic jam last night*

Thank God I got home before morning, right?

Stuck for 3 hours!

Can you believe what just happened?

I was stuck in a crazy traffic jam which lasted for almost 3 hours!
The cars are not moving; I am not even in a bumper-to-bumper kind of crawl....it was a stationary; as if time has stopped and all the cars just stopped moving!!!

Wow, I doubt even one with most patience can bear to watch how one's car move an inch in every 10 minutes!

I am glad I finally got home, I thought I'd never make it....it seemed so far away....
Thank God for finally reaching home.

I still don't understand what caused the jam; but I am attributing it to the fact that tomorrow is a public holiday, and I heard that those states observing this holiday tomorrow are facing the same predicament in the traffic condition.

So, sometimes holidays are great and cool, but not the days before the holiday huh?

The income tax rebate but Wrong name

I have received a letter from LHDN (for those who are not familiar with Malaysia's abbreviations, that is short for Lembaga Hasil Dalam Negara; which simply means the Internal Revenue Board - your one stop for Income Tax)
Yes, these are the blood suckers who pinch percentages of your hard-earned salary against your will (using the law) and use it goodness knows where.

It was a delight to hear that I am getting a refund from the income tax I've paid for the past year. (again, not really a delight as this simply means that I have been over-taxed!! No wonder I was a few dollars short each month, LOL!)

Anyway, I was happy to find the cheque although I frowned at the order of my name on the cheque.
They put the surname right in front of my given name followed by my Chinese name and I was wondering whether this will go through.
This has happened before, and the bank often rejects your cheques when they do not follow your registered account name; word for word.

Well, I noticed the IC number on the cheque; okay, I guess that would be of help and so, with that in mind, I headed to the bank to bank in my cheque.

Two days later, I had gotten a phone call from the bank, requesting me to go to the counter as they are unable to bank in my cheque.

I drove there; with the nagging feeling that it is because of the name, and sure enough, my queries were confirmed when I was informed that the name does not meet the registered account name.
I nodded and then asked them again, "But it has my IC on it, and you can check my IC to verify my identity"

To be greeted by "I'm sorry Miss, you'll need to request for this cheque to be re-issued by the issuing party. We are unable to process this due to security reasons"

(HEY, I understand the security reasons or mock identity but I have my IC, passport and even Birth certificate if you want it or you can also contact my parents, relatives, colleagues or whoever who knows me to confirm that the name on the cheque is definitely me!!! Furthermore, I have such a unique surname I don't think can be duplicated so easily unless you fly out of the country)

*Secretly thinks to myself* I must change to another bank next time

As if she had heard me saying, she quickly added, "I think it's the same with other banks, all the banks have this same security rule"

I reluctantly nodded and smiled and thanked her politely, silently cursing the LHDN and wondering how she can possess telepathy skills.

Anyway, I faxed the cheque back to LHDN and wrote on the letter my specific request and the correct order of my name to be addressed to.

That was more than a month ago.

Last week, I received the letter from LHDN; two letters in fact, informing me that they had processed my request and in the other letter, my new cheque.

You guessed it, the same name on the first cheque which I requested for a change!!!


Don't they understand my message? I wrote it not in English, but in perfect and grammatically correct Bahasa Malaysia!

And DARN my previous company which follows the American style by putting our surname first and now everything is messed up in the LHDN system.

Ughs, I have got to to make that direct trip to the LHDN office and rectify this...and boy, I heard that I've got to be real early to avoid the jam inside the office...LONG queues ahead huh?

Queueing for my own rebate? Unheard of....

Do you see them? They're everywhere....

I am not referring to the you-know-what during the month in the Chinese Lunar Calendar; they are definitely everywhere, but so are another bunch of people whom you can see a lot and everywhere you go.

I am referring to our law enforcers, have you not noticed the increase in the road blocks, and the activities on the road where you just seem to catch a glimpse of them in their uniforms and their bright-colored cones?

Sighs, I just don't like the sight of all these road blocks, it just makes me feel uneasy, and those of you who have been reading my blog for the past few years will understand why I am not really fond of them or their activities.

So, just beware, they are everywhere....

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Tomorrow is a HOLIDAY!~

Yes it is, today is Thursday but it already feels like Friday!
DO you get this kind of feeling when the next day is a holiday?

Don't you just look forward to the fact that today is the last day you are working for the entire week?

I just pray that today will go by without drama. It is funny and ironic how whenever you are looking forward to just some peace and quiet for that day before you go off for your short and very-deserving break that things pop up which requires you to work late or extra just to close it?

I am praying and praying, please pray for me too, so far, it has been peaceful and uneventful and I am counting down to the next two and a half hours before I am officially free!! =)



I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
'Til all my sleeves are stained red

From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

My God, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasing all those stars
Driving shiny big black cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve

And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Sending it straight to gold
I don't really like my flow, no, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don't let me disappear
I'm 'a tell you everything

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away
All my secrets away, all my secrets away

This is the song that I am really rockin' to at the moment and it is playing over and over again on my playlist.
I loved it since the first time I heard it on the radio, and it was one of my favorite pieces from One Republic although I liked the rest from this band too.
What can I say, this is one of my favorite bands, don't scorn me if you're a rock and roll or heavy metal kinda guy.

Ohhh, and it was also the main OST for The Sorcerer's Apprentice, cool isn't it?
I'm hooked.....let's play that once again *reaches for earphones*

An Illusion

I think after sometime thinking and sorting things out in my mind, my conclusion on one of the issue is....................

I really think TOO MUCH!

It was nothing really, but I had to get all worked up and worried and upset over it.
I felt relieved that my prayers had been answered, it seemed like God did show me the path and enlightened me.
It was a hard road to get myself through but in the end, I was the one being eluded by my own thoughts.

So, one down, and I am happyyyyyy....suddenly the skies have just opened and it is just so bright......


Monday, August 23, 2010

Fever and no thermometer

I think I have gotten the virus again; the cold and fever.

I could not decide yesterday when I felt tired and unwell; was it the cold or the fever and then I came to the conclusion, both of them.

I had a headache as well and when I woke up this morning, it was the same thing again; headache and dizziness.
Imagine, I was driving yesterday with a throbbing headache and a dizzy head.

I felt warm and cold; and then I remembered to use my thermometer.
Only thing is; thermometer was nowhere to be found!

I searched the whole house; and all the boxes and ended up in exasperation.
I must have brought it home when I moved some of my stuffs and books home.

Did I mention I really hate moving from one place to another?

A Beautiful butterfly, is it not?

I just found this photo and realized that I totally forgot to blog about this queer incident in my old place!

I think it was sometime in early June; where I was taking in my clothes from the balcony and noticed/heard some fluttering and I saw a big brown butterfly near the glass area.

I left the glass door to the balcony open so that it could return to where it came from.
For the next few days, I noticed it was still around in the house; and this continued for a week or two with it constantly changing places in the house.
(It appeared on the wall; underneath the TV console, etc)

Finally, I saw it fluttering its wings on the dining table which was near a window.
I left it alone, because I thought it might just spread its wings and fly away back to nature.

It was there for a few days and since it has been like that for some time, I just left it as it is.

However, something tells me it is not alright as I realized I didn't hear it flutter its wings that much anymore but I didn't dare to disturb it.

Finally, after 3 weeks, I concluded that it has already died and with the help of someone, we managed to get it out back in the nature where it belongs.
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It is funny how butterflies and moths just know when they are about to die, and they would somehow choose the place they want to spend their last breath.

Interesting, isn't it?

Don't you think it was a really beautiful thing there?

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Something's not right

I am bewildered, since last night
I will share about it in my other blog (Starry starry night)

This morning I woke up feeling rather cold
I was shivering under the covers
I shivered when I took my shower
I am still shivering even with the hot sun shining so brightly through the glass panes in the room
I turned off the A/C in my car
I am now shivering underneath my sweater in the office...

I am feeling really really really cold....I need some warmth, I feel like I want to drop down and hide under the covers on the bed.
Is that the bed beckoning to me?

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Flying Fridays...

I can't believe that it's Friday once again!
It seems like yesterday that it was a Friday, but then again, who doesn't welcome Fridays, be it school students, or working people like us, we truly and wholly adore and about to worship Fridays! (I am not into animisme, in case you are wondering)

Last Friday was a Freaky Friday; it was after all, Friday the 13th and as we all know, 13 is never a good number anyway in the Western beliefs.
On the contrary, the Chinese actually like the number 13 but I guess there has been too much influence from the West (media) that now number 13 is also shunned from the context of most numbers.

Oh ya, besides the fact that last Friday was the 13th, it also happened to be during the 7th month in the Chinese Lunar calendar; which is well known as the Hungry Ghost month.
Therefore, to most superstitious people, it is double the bad luck.

I am not a skeptic, therefore I will never choose to doubt.

I had a rather peculiar experience last week; a little too bizarre for my belief and I am not sure whether I shared it here or in another blog; anyway, just check out my Starry Starry blog for the story, as the experience was kinda spooky too.

What do people do on Fridays?
Young people like me are often thought to be heading straight out there to hang out with friends for dinner and then proceed with drinks at pubs/clubs or movies with the boyfriend.
Maybe that's why the roads are always congested with the traffic jams on Fridays (blame it on them)

I am not like that, however, call me passive or whatever.
I dread those long waiting traffic jams to get home and coming out again seems like a chore to me sometimes.
Furthermore the clouds and rain seem to have taken over the skies and I just love to go home and curl up on the couch after a nice shower with a good book (I am currently reading two books; one by Jodi Picoult, one of my favorite authors and the other is by Candace Bushnell)
I could also continue from where I left off with my current drama series, or hey, I could just use the time to blog/write those articles that I want to publish in my blogs...the list is so long that I need to write them way before I publish them.

Sounds boring or mundane for a young person like me?
I think it is just a matter of perception, I know perfectly well how to have a great time too, and I do go for movies, shopping and hanging out once in a while and I am looking forward to some traveling too.
It's been a while but things have been really busy, and I have been stressed this year. Things have been busy with the family as well, and grandmother, well, it's just a whole load of worries on my mind.

Whatever it is, freaky or whatever, Friday is always good for me, and it has always been my favorite day in the week, along with Saturday.
After all, Jesus too, died for us on a Friday, to redeem us, and that is reason enough to believe that Fridays are good!

I still have to say this and I really mean every single word in this, as this week has been crazy and frustrating for me, so, I really do THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY (FINALLY!)

Have a great weekend, everyone!~

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Blog Updates

This being my main blog portal, I will be updating on all the statuses of the other blogs over here as well to wrap things up a bit on what I have been blogging as well.
Of course, alternatively, you can check out the right side of this blog and notice the other blog updates (only the last entry will be shown)

Since yesterday, I have been actively updating my Starry Starry Night blog; a blog which I keep for interesting stories such as legends, supernaturals, divine beliefs, religion, etc.
If you are the type who enjoys stories like these, you can check the blog out.
Recent postings:

Month of the Hungry Ghost has started
Difference between Hungry ghost festival and Ching Ming
What are Hungry Ghosts?
Do's and Don'ts during the Ghost Month
Cowherd and Weaving Girl Story
Hungry Ghost stories: Dead Man Feasting

My Food Blog
Restaurant in Mahkota Cheras
Young Hearts Cuisine

More updates coming up soon in the other blogs...stay tune, happy reading!~

A Good and Bad Day

Yesterday was like any usual day, stepping into the office, checking emails and ticking off stuffs from my list to do.

I received a rather rude and sarcastic email from a customer and it was really upsetting to me.
I do not like nasty stuffs, and it was definitely not a great way to start the day.

Wednesdays are supposed to be wonderful, whimsical, be-Witching, wizardly, whopping, witty, and many more but definitely not "what-the" first thing in the morning when you logged into your Outlook.

However, the good thing about this was that, I realized that I was not really that emotional like how I used to be anymore.
In fact, I think I am starting to have a bit of a nonchalant attitude about things like these, and not letting them get into my head as I used to.

I remember my family and colleagues and even my boss telling me to ignore, as all these are just part and parcel of life (and work!)
If we were to get annoyed with every single thing we get, life would indeed be very short!

I felt unusually calm and composed as I read through the email and slowly typed my comeback; a nice and polite one to reply to his email.

Maybe I have started to learn to de-stress, or maybe my family's medical history has certainly taken a seat at the back of my mind.
I do not want to invite any inevitable illness to make myself suffer; I just want to stay healthy and that includes my mental health too.

Anyway, like how old people used to say, "The ship will straighten itself when it comes to the dock" (A Cantonese saying that things will always be right eventually)
Yes, despite the ugly turns (there was another following email to reply to mine with an even more nasty and ugly comeback from the customer), I was getting calls from concerned colleagues (who are now more like friends to me) who advised me on the solution to the customer's problem.

They were concerned and also felt the impact of the customer's words and decided to stand behind me as a team to counter and calm the customer down.

Well, I took it in a stride, I felt happy that I did not let myself get all emotional or upset over the whole incident.
Maybe I am more composed now, or maybe I am just getting wiser...and that means I am getting older?

Sunday, August 15, 2010

The fate/faith of religion

A sermon by the priest in the local church I go to, made a very shocking revelation during mass yesterday (Sunday)

He talked about the catechism classes and how children do not seem to taking them to heart.
The church has done a huge move to shift the catechism classes to Saturday instead of Sunday (I used to go to Sunday school on Sundays, well, don't the name sound something?), and at 4pm.

The notice had been given to parents since as early as November last year to make necessary arrangements for their children's tuition classes.

Yet, a recent meeting with the Catechetical team had highlighted issues such as children not showing up at the classes, or arriving late and yet being nonchalant about it. When the teacher asked, they simply replied, "My Mum dropped me late"
That was interesting, as they could show up 45 minutes late into the class and did not feel guilty about it.

If that is not bad enough, there is also the part where the church had contributed to the textbooks and used the funds to provide catechism classes on loan to the students so that they do not have to finance additionally on the books they use in class. It was a kind gesture by the parish, and obviously one which was uncalled for as they discovered that most of the books were never returned.

I feel shocked and sad at this news, and it prompted me to reminisce my childhood days when I was attending Sunday school/church masses.

I am not a perfect Catholic, I have my flaws too, and of course, being a mere mortal, I commit sins too.

I remember myself being closer to the church, after the passing of my dear and beloved grandfather when I was in Standard Five.
It was also a time when our whole family relived the faith and brought us closer to God.

For me, it was my first time experiencing loss in my own family; and it was definitely not pretty in my memory.
It's not that I was naive enough to think that my grandparents would live forever and ever, but it is never easy dealing with loss.

It was then that I felt the comforting presence of God and daily prayers.
I felt strongly towards my religion; and I am thankful that I have been brought up in the right direction as well.

My family were never extremists in their faith, but my dad and uncle were always there to share their childhood tales on how they would go to church in a taxi on Christmas and Easter despite being poor at that time.

I believed in God, and HIS great existence, despite being cajoled into the arts of science and being questioned on my faith again and again by people who are into free thinking.
I may not be the best person in my faith, nor can I read out any line from the bible if you were to ask me, but my belief in God is not to be questionable.

Our parents send us to Catechism classes, encouraged us to attend masses, and to read the Bible, and never ever do something which is wrong.
We were taught the right and wrong, and besides parenting from home, Sunday School was there to teach us about GOD, and guide us towards the right direction.

I remember how my Catechism teacher used to tell us, "To believe, you must have faith. People will always question your faith, because we are living amongst people who are all different in their own ways"

This is one of the main reason I felt that it is disheartening that the younger generation no longer feel the same way.

I have read articles on the Web, magazines, books and even newspapers to realize that we (Catholics) are not alone, as all the other religions are facing the same problem whereby the younger generation no longer feel the need to connect with God.
Most chose to be free thinkers, or staunch science followers as everything which we used to be believe in can be explained by science.

Furthermore, the Catholic foundation was also threatened two years ago, with the fame of a FICTION book which questioned the origins of Christ.

We are not the only one, and today, we are living in a world of science and modern technology, and is it necessarily a good thing?

The creation of man can be explained from science; in fact, they can even clone human beings if they want.
There is no room to justify God's existence.

People don't find religion important anymore, and they don't spend time praying, unless they face life/death matters or they need desperate help.

Don't think the Buddists/Taoists/Hindus/Muslims do not face the same thing.
Some people who grew up praying to God with joss sticks, no longer want to set up an altar in their new homes for fear of the effect of smoke on their newly painted and fresh glossy paint on the walls.

It is a responsibility of the parents to instill these values into their children's lives, and to guide them towards that direction of faith.

Children are always imitating their parents; when their parents place more importance on tuition classes, they too, have the same thought that their academic performance should surpass the priority of learning about faith.
After all, what is an hour or two per week going to make?

I am not here to judge on the above issue, but rather to think about the perspectives and consequences of the whole losing faith issue.

If we do not do something about this fast, religion may soon become a thing in the past....and do we really want to see the faith we grew up with go obsolete?

I pray to God for guidance, and for inspirations, that faith can be strengthened and that we can all be enlightened on the future of our faith and what we can do about it...

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Our last ancestor

Thanks for the warm wishes and condolences from some of you who have read this blog.

My uncle, aunt and dad have just returned from Singapore; from grandaunt's funeral and procedures which all ended on Tuesday morning.

I talked to Dad yesterday, and I was enlightened on the way funeral was conducted in Singapore.

I have attended only Christian/Catholic funerals so far and it has been nothing out of the extraordinary from our usual church services, etc.

My grandaunt was a Buddhist/Taoist and I was expecting that her funeral services were conducted in the conventional method that I used to see on TV or in other typical Chinese funerals; which include the circling of the coffin while conducting the prayers and rituals led by the Taoist priest who will be constantly ringing a bell.
Family will be dressed in white with the sack-like material hovering above their heads and burning incense and paper money while relatives come and pay their last respects.

My dad told me otherwise.
Grandaunt's funeral was conducted in a very elaborate manner; and in the local clan style; Teochew.

I was like, huh, what do you mean by Teochew style? I thought funeral is general in the Chinese customs?

Apparently not, so my dad says, as there was this Teochew association which performed the rituals.
They had praying and singing/performing of songs in Teochew, singing of filial piety and the great sacrifices made by our parents.
It was touching to the sentiment; if you understand the dialect/accent correctly, which was something my dad, uncle and aunt needed the translation from my aunts there.

It was not that they were not familiar with the dialect, they were all Teochew, mind you, but the accent was distinct from those that we speak over here.

The whole affair ended on Monday when grandaunt was cremated and her ashes were collected on Tuesday morning.

Also, I just found out that funeral services cost a bomb in Singapore as well, wow, it is really a FINE city to live in huh?

Grandaunt is now in a better place, and we pray for her eternal rest.

As a matter of fact, her passing marked the last of the ancestry line in our family on my paternal side.
She was the last of all my grandfather's siblings; the rest have gone to their rest (no pun intended) long ago.

She was 94, and was the oldest in the line. The other granduncles and my very own grandfather, also passed away at the ages of 82 and above.
Guess this was really a longevity gene which may be passed down to us as well?

With the passing of grandaunt, there will be no more way for us to track the origins of our ancestry and the root of our unique surname.

Rest in peace, grandaunt

Monday, August 09, 2010

It's a Family Matter

It is something to do with the family; we have just heard some bad news from our relatives in Singapore.
My Grandaunt who must be over 90 (or almost 100) just passed away due to old age last Friday.

Arrangements had to be made immediately to attend grandaunt's funeral on Monday morning.

Our parents went on behalf of us, as she was the aunt of my dad and uncle while I prayed for her from the North.

Grandaunt was a senior figure to our generation and with that, I meant my cousins and I.
She speaks in a very deep accent in our dialect and it was really difficult for us to understand her sometimes without a thesaurus.

Of course, she was a great lady whom I remembered as one who bore such a striking resemblance to my grandfather (she was his younger sister anyway).
She is a cautious and wise lady but definitely one healthy lady!
I do hope that I inherited that gene; HEALTH!

Will I leave up to 90 or at least over 80, because it seems to be the trait in the family as well (or at least on my paternal side).
I am trying to imagine myself at 80, and still blogging...that'd be great.

Sad and shocked as I may be, I am praying that she had finally reunited with grandpa and her husband in heaven and watching over us, making sure that us younger generation never mess up our lives.

Rest in peace grandaunt, and I am sure you will always be remembered

Me in the Mirror

You know, as I was pondering over the things happening in my life; especially those that upset me and how I feel that I could have done something about.

I have complained, whined and just rant in my logs about situations, myself and things/people around me and happenings.
I know that I should be doing something about it rather than just talking about it, it's not healthy, and trust me, I do know I should but I guess when we come down to it, we are just pretty much human beings.
(and human beings are never good at correcting themselves)

Well, I have had enough, of hearing myself complain or anything like that.

I told myself, stare at myself in the mirror and MAKE that change (a certain famous song belonging to the late King of Pop)

I am related to all the things which happened around me; it is me who is to be blamed.

Sometimes we are all just too used to blaming on others that we never stop to blame ourselves.
Because it's much better to put the blame on someone else.
We just like to psycho ourselves into believing that others are to be blamed for us being bad at keeping in touch, never calling when we said we would, doing something that made others angry, didn't want to admit our own mistakes, etc.

It is time to come to terms with that I am just as at fault; or even, I am THE one at fault.

I have brought disappointments, anger and misunderstanding unto myself.

I have hurt people who have cared about me, and I used to think it didn't matter because they were doing the same to me.

I don't think these are all related at all; the fundamental is, I am upset at how things turned out and I must be the one to make that change.
I cannot just sit there and complain or get upset about everything that happens.
I have to be the one to make a change, and not everyone else.

I am the one who has to change, and I want to.
I want to be happy, and everyone can be happy, or at least I hope I can make everyone happy around me.

I apologize to everyone whom I have offended or hurt, or neglected, I am really very sorry and the guilt is just eating me up.
I will try my very best, and I will leave to God the rest.