My emotions have been going up and down like riding a rollercoaster. I've been very emotional... I can't think nor act wisely... I cried easily... I just dunno when I can get over this emotional trauma...

Yesterday was the best class so far! Maybe because of the camera.. ya, there are these bunch of ppl from RTM (of all tv stations!) came to shoot us dancing... it's awkward to have guys in the studio, what's more when they're all malays! Bet they're all drooling seeing gals showing their belly and shaking their butt! They should inform us earlier so that we can choose to go or skip the class if we're camera shy. But since I've paid the whole month.. I've no choice but to shake like monkey in front of the camera :( The class was fun, really fun! But I hope I don't see myself on tv one day...



I also asked my teacher if I can proceed to the intermediate class and she said "Ya, I think you're ready! You can try!" :D

Enough of heartbreaker plushie.. now is heartbreaker top! I wore the singlet last week and people love him. I love him too :)

Last Saturday was my niece's birthday. Too bad we can't celebrate with her as we're still mourning the lost of my dad.. She's soooo innocent that she reminded all of us to wish her happy birthday. Before we wake up, she already told my mum that she wants us to wish her. Me, as usual the forgetful one.. forgotten about it. She has to come to me and say "yee-yee, you haven't wished me happy birthday" I was like awww.. so sorry... no gift for her either... but I promised to make a heartbreaker for her >_< lousy yee-yee.

She's 5 now...

I feel like I'm back to primary school today... why? Because of the assignment that we've to do in the office. Each of us were assigned a country... 10 members in a team... and we were given a manila cardboard to gather our information about the country and also the office there. From my subject, you can tell that I'm "Mexican".

Each member in the team have different ideas on how to decorate the cardboard. I'm glad that it didn't turn out a disaster.. though their initial idea is to have half the cardboard covered with aluminium foil! ugly... I've been hinting and hinting to not have the aluminium foil there and phew.. they changed their idea in the last minute.. having the aluminium foil (ya, still there) as the border! I can't say much as it's supposed to be "team work" so I just have to contribute my part and go with the flow...

This is by me...


Putting things together...


..and the outcome


I like the cactus, having the faces of our colleagues in Mexico pinned up like "WANTED" list... nice? Some teams are going all out to outshine others and I think it's a bit too much.. instead of decorating the cardboard, they're more like decorating the whole glass window/wall. Seems like they're more efficient in doing all these than real work...

My beaded ring collection...



Bigger pic here

I've been feeling really down and depressed that I cried almost every nite.. Too many unhappy things in me that I feel like bursting anytime soon. I dunno how to let out my fear, anger, sadness and everything else.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I can't take it anymore!!!

Remember my dad's bike that was sold few months back? So happened the guy came yesterday night to get a document and I managed to take a pic of it! It still look the same.. except for the sports rim.

The funeral is over. My dad was cremated on Thursday morning and is now resting in Nilai Memorial Park. Everything happened too fast and too sudden.. a blink of an eye, my dad's no longer with us. What's left are only memories.. ashes.. and his belongings.


His badminton gear.. with his smelly shirt.. and 2 packs of beehoon that he got for dinner still inside..


The dinner that he never got to eat.. fried beehoon with fried egg.


"Jagung" that he got for us at the "pasar malam" on Monday nite...

My dearest dad passed away suddenly yesterday night after collapsing during his badminton game. A shock to all of us.. by the time we reached the hospital, he's no longer breathing.. Seeing and touching his cold body and not being able to response to us... the pain is just unbearable. Holding his hand.. inside.. wishing that he would breathe again.. I don't even get to talk to my dad yesterday. He was still ok the whole day.. even bought us corn from pasar malam. Why does he have to leave us so suddenly? I feel a sudden emptiness in the house.. mum has been strong...



Tan Papa.. I love you.. and I'll surely miss you...

hmmm.. not only my crafty mood is back, my cooking mood is also back. I've a sudden crave for asparagus yesterday, which got me into grocery shopping at BSC's Cold Storage. Grabbed some organic asparagus, fresh scallops (damn expensive!), fresh mushrooms.. this and that.. total up to RM170+!! expensive, expensive... :(

Anyway, here's my fried asparagus with abalone/XO sauce.



..and this is my lunch today. Scallop and mushroom spaghetti in olive oil.



I'm all full now... *burp*