Studying?

Hey, it's the last paper of the year today! At 1730 hours...and what am I doing now??? =D heehee...I am blogging.

Well, these are some of the ways I avoid studying:-

1-Starring into the computer...

2-fiddling with my highlighter...
But one fine day, a doggy decided to visit (more of the owners forced it to stay with my sister and I for a whole day). LOOK HOW CUTE IT IS!!!

Hello, Mou Mou...He's a good boy...yes, he is...yes, he is... =D

ok! enough! MUST...CON-CEN-TRATE...

bye ppl!

Tanah tumpah darah airku

I received an email telling me about another incident of an ISA arrest. Considering that I'm overseas, in Australia and so not in touch with local Malaysian news, I've decided to investigate what has been happening. This lady that was arrested, Paula Khoo, as far as I've read (in the midst of exams, so I didn't read much) is innocent. But according to ISA she is a threat. How??? She was just participating in a peaceful vigil which was approved by the authorities! The authorities were there to keep watch of the whole thing and when asked to disperse, they complied with the request but the ISA had to detain a single person from that crowd for interogation. This burdens me, seeing that the rights of Malaysian citizens are not entirely...approved.

Then I remembered about the HINDRAF case. I googled it and stumbled upon a couple of videos. One video is a video of a British news telecast. A part of me is quite sad that a peaceful demonstration by Malaysians is not allowed at all and dealt with force! I would understand however that the government would feel threathen that a riot would break out. Still, no excuse for tear gasses and chemical sprays used by authorities to disperse the crowd when the crowd had nothing! Nothing! No weapons of any sort! I can't imagine how the government would handle terrorist. Nuclear bombs? If the government is acting with 'high security' with Malaysian citizen conducting a peaceful protest, how much more violent/forceful would it get when there are terrorist in the country? Another part of me feels embarrassed. In the telecast, they interviewed an Indian parliment representative (if I'm not mistaken). Sometimes I think our politicians are not mature in handling situations or perhaps they are so drown with so many negative issues that they've lost their perspective of what they are suppose to stand for (the people) and the maturity is just thrown out the window. I understand how easily that can happen because I've been appointed a committee member of something before (not to brag..hehehe)

Upon all these issues, it's very easy to stay where ever I'm studying, Australia as they are a much more mature country. Thus, more stable in many aspects. But that would be running from our problems. I have this burden in my heart to go back to Malaysia no matter how hard it would be to find a good job (pay-wise and course related) just to contribute what I've learnt here in Australia to help develop the country and to play a role at least in my local community to change the mindset of Malaysians, directing them to think selflessly and for the better of the country because it is the country where we reside. The place where I'm born and bred...Tanah tumpah darah airku...

I think this is the generation where our country needs the Malaysians, especially citizens by birth to build the nation. If all of us were to think of migrating overseas to build a family there, then who is left in the country?? The poor, elderly, outcast who has no where to run to? All the more we should stay in the country! This is the toughest period of our nation's growth as it is neither backward nor progressed - Malaysia is in her teenages years, so to speak. Tender age where moulding and vigilance is of utmost importance!

Shall we, my fellow readers, friends and family, heed the call of being Malaysian?? Lets get more personal, "shall I be MALAYSIAN?"

Procrastinating

P.R.O.C.R.A.S.T.I.N.A.T.I.O.N.

Hmm...This word seems to be taboo word especially in times where examinations are just round the corner or when assignments are due. I was reading Purpose Driven Life (sounds like a very deep book, and it is...lol!) and one of the daily devotionals had "procrastination" as the title heading. Caught my eye! Anyway, the interesting thing is that it highlighted the 8 phases of procrastination. Boy, did it sound so familiar!

Phase 1: Hopeful – “I’ll start early this time.”

Phase 2: A little tension – “I’ve got to start soon.”

Phase 3: Creeping guilt – “I should have started sooner.”

Phase 4: False reassurance – “There is still time to do it.”

Phase 5: Getting desperate – “What’s wrong with me?”

Phase 6: Intense pain – “I can’t wait any longer!”

Phase 7: Get it over with – “Just get it done!”

Phase 8: Cycle repeats – “Next time, I’ll start earlier.”

Yup, 8 phases. To top things up, it's a CYCLE! This means that it something addictive or it becomes a habit and it comes back to 'haunt' you! Now that somebody has highlighted that procrastination is an addiction, it's high time that we acknowledge this problem (like how addicts admit of their addiction) and deal with it! We've got all the time in the world if we didn't procrastinate.

Say NO to procrastination!!!

(instead of drugs/smoking - hehehehe)

Sincerely,

procrastination addict =P

current obsession

oh my goodness!! how long has it been since my last post?!?!

I didn't realise how long it has been *eyes wide open*

Can you believe it if I told you that I actually forgot all about the existance of blog? yes, that actually happened to me. Well, initially I just didn't feel like blogging. Then I just got too busy to post anything. And I eventually forgot all about it! I didn't even remember that I could read my friends blogs! Oh my goodness, what has become of me.... =P Hehe.

Thank goodness for a "old" friend, namely Eli who sort of scolded me for not updating my blog. Haha!!!

Anyways, this song is my current (today's) obsession.

ONLY HOPE - Mandy Moore

There's a song that's inside of my soul,

It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again,

I'm awake in the infinite cold,

But you sing to me over and over and over again.

So, I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray,

To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours,

I know now you're my only hope.

Sing to me the song of the stars,

Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.

When it feels like my dreams are so far,

Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.

So I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray,

To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours

I know now, you're my only hope.

I give you my destiny.

I'm giving you all of me.

I want your symphony,

singing in all that I am At the top of my lungs,

I'm giving it back.

So I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray

To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours

I pray, to be only yours I know now you're my only hope.

The song is so jiwang but so meaningful. Don't you think so?? Haha. Ok la...I'll let you people off from my blabbering *wink wink*

Shay day - we all have 2 choices to make

I got this forwarded email from a friend and i almost teared while reading it. It is so touching to me because the story is about going against "human nature" and against the culture of today that is selfishness and competitiveness. The world would be such a wonderful place IF only everyone did an act of compassion.

Read on and you'll get what i mean...


Two Choices

What would you do? You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'

Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!'

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.

'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.

You now have two choices:
1. Delete
2. Forward

May your day, be a Shay Day.

in the computer labs

Hello!
I'm now in the computer lab in uni just waiting for time to past. the computer itself is an e mac and it's so cool!!!! i've taken a picture of it but i haven't transfered it out from my phone to the computer. so, i can't post it up to show you how cool it is! there's about 50 emacs in this lab!!!! how fantastic is that?!?!?!?! i suppose it's a good thing to know that they are using our (international students') money well.

anyway, this time, i'm literally just wasting time. i just finished a test which wasn't too hard but the thing was that we all didn't have enough time! i think i slowed down in writing...so long didn't write essays like in form 6. sigh...i don't want to start on any work eventhough i do have work!

in the process of wasting time, i looked at some of the powerpoint files downloaded onto the desktop here. hehe...kepo abit *wink wink*. i came across this comic drawing in the powerpoint presentation and i extracted it! it's pretty funny. just wanted to share with all of you. how cool is it that the lecturer has a sense of humour?!

interesting recipe

Yellow!

First of all, sorry for abandoning my blog for so long. I'm getting really lazy lately...hehehehe

Anyway, yesterday I went to the uni library to do some studying and a coursemate joined me (or vice versa). We were talking about some random things and she told me that her family makes yoghurt at home, in Kenya! I was like "wow, so cool!"

It's really simple.

All you need is a tablespoon of yoghurt (from a previous batch, bought or made) and about 1.5 liters of fresh milk.

Heat the milk but don't bring it to a boil. Cool it a wee bit and then add the yoghurt and keep it in the refridgerator overnight.

ta-da! homemade yoghurt. easy, hey?

The 'Hermana' Nemesis 3.0 : Photography rocks! (and so does the editing)

Editor's Note

Dear readers,

Welcome to the 3rd successful edition of The Hermana Nemesis! As promised in the previous issue, we've prepared for you here in edition 3.0 some pictures to ponder on taken by our one and only prestigious photographer(yours *cough* truly, *cough cough* of course).

We at The Hermana Nemesis would like to thank our readers for their support(support, my foot!) which is so fundamental especially at this time in our early posts of production. We would like to continually encourage you to leave comments to acknowledge any appreciation(or abhorrence) you'd like to give us.

Once again, I'd like to welcome you to our 3rd edition. Enjoy reading!

(insert some big fancy editor-and-

manager-of-a-blog-undertaker-who-

is-somewhat-precarious signature here)

Yams

Christmas long gone...

Christmas is indeed long over. But you know how sometimes pictures are; they bring back some images in your mind.

Well, here I edited this picture containing 3 close-ups I captured during a christmas party by my school's alumni.

On the top left are plastic bells with fake flowers/plant-like things that decorated the rim of the stage.

Upon the stage in the centre was this mini christmas tree, so I captured one of the bulbs with an LED glowing quietly behind.

And of course, Santa hanging on the tree (the normal bigger one) like that is rather cute. The image was overexposed though, but somehow that's what made it nice. I adjusted the brightness lower so that your eyes don't go blind. =)

Overall evaluation: The party was kinda dull(sorry, mum, I know you're part of the organizing commitee and all but really, you guys do the same thing every year? Hehe, really.) but if you get some pictures you like, it doesn't really matter where you are. Oh, you can ignore the "Jingle bells, green trees smell, Santa laid an egg!" thing I find it quite cheesy but I couldn't think of much to fill the space. But just to let you know, in case you don't know, it's supposed to be sung in the tune of Jingle Bells. Consider it a rendition of "Jingle bells, batman smells, Rudolf laid an egg!"

Dare we question alcohol and smoking?

Picture 1
Brand: Seven Seas

Alcohol content: 38%

Price: RM8.00

Caption: "The seaaaa...is orange...in the ocean...of my stomach...mixed with bile...I go drunk...they say...'Bring on the booze...' "

Picture 2

Brand: Dunhill

Bad content: It's cigarettes. What do you think?

Price: RM8.20 in boxes of 20, RM5.90 in boxes of 14

Caption: "Er...to smoke...or not to smoke?" (note the 'no smoking' sign)

Picture 3

Brand: Unknown

Content: Emptiness, air

Price: Please consult the recycling company

Caption: "5 green bottles, standing in the box, one is hidden, another is brown, if you add them all, there're 18 glass bottles, standing in the box."

Sun rays

The first picture was taken in my grandparents' place on my dad's side. Go banana leaves, go banana leaves.

The 2nd and 3rd is a picture in the morning (8 a.m. or so) at my cousin's place. Compliments to her for the interior design! Even when I've been there a few times, I find it mesmerizing everytime I see those morning rays through the window grills and the fishies casting shadows on the wall. Note: The pictures are clickable for a closer look.

The Curve

I was in the shopping mall, and decided to take a look down the balcony to the floor below.

Argh! Look what I saw below! They're selling ice cream!

My heart was crying out, "Noooooooo..!!!!" whereas my brain was saying, "Girl, you can reach out but you ain't gonna get it." It got me really down. =(

This is the open section of the shopping mall (which is The Curve, by the way). I just thought it would be an interesting picture to have buildings to frame the people walking below.

NEXT UP! On The Hermana Nemesis: A birthday and how it collaborated with my 2nd sister.

To wrap up this issue, we promised some guessing as well. So, here it is:

Hmm...what is in this cup? I wonder who can guess what it is. It can be a plain drink, a concoction, or it could be not a drink at all. Think of all the wild ideas and you might get it. Leave your guesses in the comment box, please!

Until the next issue, hope you've enjoyed reading!

p/s: Did I sound rather jaded or morbid in this issue? Aw man, the music you play affects your head! Pretty sad...

Among the songs I played while typing this post:

• Take That - Patience
• Staind - Everything Changes
• Puddle of Mudd - Blurry
• Nicole Nordeman - Why
• Lifehouse - Sick Cycle Carousel

I better update my blog

At the rate I'm updating my own blog, this is not going to be my blog! I mean, my sister seems to be doing the updating for me. It's very nice for her to do that...but...it would appear to be more of her blog than mine. NO! that cannot be!

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

So here goes. Finally a post from me.

As you can see from the pictures posted by my beloved hermana, I've been busy. Right. All my free time was spent on watching the black box in the living room a.k.a. the television instead of updating my blog.

It just hit me that Chinese New Year is so near and it also means that the time for my to go back to Perth is drawing nearer as well! Time is running out! I've still got some more shopping to do! Actually, there are not so many things to buy and do, the problem is that to get those items, I've to visit a few different places. Everytime I think of going to different places to buy only 1 or 2 items, I start to feel lazy.

ankle socks - any shopping mall

hiong peng - biscuit shop in town

software - Yik Foong shopping mall

shuttlecocks - sports store

vacuum bag - pasar malam

teeth check-up - dentist

Did i miss anything else?

SO MANY THINGS!!!

wait. Why am i panicking anyway???

tak tau...

WWWEEEIIIRRRDDDDOOOoooooooo..........

do di do do
no worries ^_^
Just relax...and laze around...
a step at a time
no problems
this cat is the perfect example of lazing around (excluding the beer bottle)








by the way, this cat is cute...


alright!

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!

The 'Hermana' Nemesis 2.0 : Food

Food

Not just any food. Chinese New Year food. With all the red glory, I'll say it again.

Chinese New Year Goodies

When the new year comes, comes food. Not the usual food for meals. I'm thinking 'bout the goodies. Sugar. Oh sugar...oh, yeah. Oh...the...oh...the picture.

Any guesses? Ice-cream? Whipped cream?

Sorry to disappointed you, folks, it's just...egg whites beaten to PERFECTION! Perfect, indeed. So stiff that when you flip the bowl upside down, it still doesn't move.

Egg whites; one of the few vital ingredients used in many baking recipes. Namely, layer cakes.

For the sake of activity and sport, guess this picture. Yes, more guessing. Question: Who's folding the batter? Me? My sister? My cat? Oops, I don't have a cat. Uh...this should be something challenging for those of you who are not so familiar with the physical difference of my sister and I from the side. Make it from the top side judging from the angle of the camera.

Now, in case there has been a rare chance that a reader here shouts, "Hey! That's Yan Hua's spectacles!" (don't think that you can judge the answer by who's name I put first. I'm just following hierarchy, okay? My sister's older.) and so that reader assumes it's my sister in the picture, that unfortunate reader would be wrong.

"Why???????" the reader may wail out.

"Because," I'll sadly reply, with a mischievous smile, "we both wear the same spectacles."

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

If you closely observe, you'll see that my sister's is a full-framed one whereas mine is half-frame. Don't bother, you can't see the frame properly in the previous picture.

(You scrolled back up to look at the picture again, didn't you?)

Anyway, here's the answer, the pretty lady:

**********

********

******

****

***************

**********

*****

*

Great smile, sissy, cute indeed.

Baking is fun. Baking is time-consuming. Baking needs patience. Baking needs good ingredients. Baking gives nice quality time with that person/those people you're baking with. But something unusual baking gave me was the chance to use my imagination. As seen such in the following:

Sunday, 20th January; Scientists have found a new planet just off the coast of the solar system. It offers an unusual landscape with yellow ground and clouds with everlasting grey, stormy skies. The first mountain found by probe Spatula was named Mount BonBun, after the name of the handler of Spatula, Bonny Bunny. This ginormous mountain of extreme height is yet to be determined as just a regular mount upon this chilly landscape or a lucky find of one of the tallest mountains there. Snow covers Mount BonBun, and as it descends the snow becomes dry with the immense amount of carbon dioxide found in the planet, making the snow as dry ice, or solid carbon dioxide. More information about this phenomenal find is yet to be released. -Reuters

Imagine that. Isn't it fun, though?

NEXT UP! On The Hermana Nemesis: Pictures to ponder on...and more guessing.

And on further issues: Birthdays and more!

So make sure you log on the next time we check in! Admission is Free. FOC! (provided you have an internet service provider. Terms and conditions apply.)

The 'Hermana' Nemesis version 1.1

Do you ever feel that when you say something you want to do or a goal to someone else, you tend to be more will powered to do it? Exactly my reason for this unimaginably short post! So here's that particular goal/to-do chore:

"Today, and I mean today, I will put up The Hermana Nemesis v2.0 or even together with v3.0. In short, I'll make another one or two posts. Today."

Alright! Quite some useless posting here but hey, it's useful in the personal sense of the typer okay?

Yams

The 'hermana' nemesis.

Greetings earthlings.

Right.

Don't worry. I'm no alien. I'm a sister.

YAN HUA'S SISTER(yes, yes! Let her be known to the world wide web! Now everyone knows. Mission 1 of the great nemesis is complete: introducing the nemesis. How classic.)

Probably more commonly known as Yams. Disclaimer: thou shall not associate me with yam in any way whatsoever.

Yes, sisters. You may think, "Oh, another Yanny! This should be interesting," or something similar.

If you did think that, you're wrong. Terribly wrong.

You see, though our eccentric wavelengths may flow the same, side by side, we are indeed - personality-wise - very different. Now, wouldn't my sister agree? [Forces sister to nod]

Anyway, I shall not turn you into a cow chewing on hay - bored and in turn making me a morbid person. Let's amuse with some pictures. Oh, just one picture, really.

Shooting video games enthusiasts might like this ("DIE DIE DIE!!!"). Just an assumption based on Charlie And The Chocolate Factory movie. After all, pictures do paint a thousand words. And assumptions.

Well, that was taken after getting off the car to the Inner Wheel party my sister mentioned earlier...before we moved on to create more havoc by ruining songs to fit the theme of sleepiness.

Congratulations! You have completed the opening section of "The Hermana Nemesis". I would have to go now before the great Queen O' This Great Blog finds me and puts me in a rotton cellar to rot and die with rotton bananas and dying rats in a rotton sewer. Evil. Pure...evil. 'Til next time, if I'm lucky enough.

~Yams~

another somewhat boring moment

I went to an Inner wheel meeting/fellowship with my parents. My younger sister and I were being unsociable and sat one side, away from the crowd to just chat. That was afterall the only thing we could do.

The result of our chat is the creation of 2 songs.

Song #1 - (tune of "are you sleeping" nursery rhyme) "I am sleeping"
I am sleeping,
I am sleeping,
Are you sure?
Are you sure?
Then how can you si-ing,
Then how can you si-ing,
Have you ever heard of dreaming?
Have you ever heard of dreaming?

~the end~


Song #2 - (tune of "I feel pretty" from West Side Story) "I feel sleepy"
I feel sleepy,
Oh, so sleepy,
It's amazing how sleepy I feel!
Draw the curtains, then it's dark and I can go to sleep

la la la la la la la la, la la

Little bolster,
Oh sweet bolster,
You're so thin but I still love you so!
You've been with me, ever since I was just 8 years old

lalalala la la la la, lala, lala

[addition from now]
see that mosquito flying everywhere,
what fly, go where?
look how annoying it is,
ouch I got bitten,
such a huge bite (bitten)
such a bad itch (bitten)
such a red thing (bitten)
it's driving me nuts! (driving me nuts, driving me nuts, driving me nuts)

I feel sleepy,
Oh so sleepy,
It's amazing how sleepy I feel!
I said sleepy! So don't bug me and leave me alone!

lalalala la la la lalala, lala!!!

~the end~

a wee bit bored...

I'm at my parent's office now. Not doing work because I was told not to. Actually because I can't do anything...not just yet. Let's just say that we've got some technical difficulties here. So, instead of staring into a blank screen or daydreaming, I've decided to access the internet and update my blog!

Yesterday I had another "episode" of my hay fever. But it was one of the worse compared to the other times since I came back from Perth. Not only did my nose drip, it was also stuck! So, imagine...you can't stop mucous from dripping out or at least prevent it for a moment to giv you enough time to get a piece of tissue or go to the sink because you can't suck in air through your nose! Then there's the watery eyes and feeling lethargic. I wasn't having a fever so it wasn't a flu. Other times, I would just have that runny nose and watery eyes but this time I had 2 added symptoms.

Usually, taking a nap helps heaps...almost a cure! but no...i took 2 naps yesterday and the runny nose didn't stop! It got worse in fact! Sneezing 4 times in a row, sometimes 5! that just sucks...=S

I've been getting a lot of these "episodes" since i touch down in the airport early December. Almost everyday and that includes the day my family went to KL for a holiday! That ruins everything but fortunately that time wasn't a serious case. I'm blaming it on the amount of dust in the air...!!! My mom mentioned once, "so, you'll be applying for PR for health reasons??" HAHA!! probably so! it's a valid reason, okay...

Oh well, I think I'd better check whether the technical problem has been solved...and get back to work.

Take care everyone!