Sweetheart and Cookie.

I have decided that my 2 little babies will be called Sweetheart and Cookie.

Sweetheart is slightly smaller in size and has a little flaw on her right ear. She's more timid than Cookie but she's shy and sweet, hence the name.

Cookie, is one tough cookie. Again, hence the name. She's decided that the whole floor of the cage is her territory and chases Sweetheart whenever Sweet dares to come near her. Poor little Sweet is stuck on the balcony now, poor baby doesn't dare to come downstairs.

Yesterday, Sweet was running on the wheel and having the time of her life. Cookie was on the little balcony. She looked down and saw Sweet running on the wheel, and whoomph...!! She rushed down and tried to pull Sweet off the wheel.

Like I said. A darling little sweetheart and a tough little cookie.

Bibble and Bobble? Hamsie and Honey?

Finally got 2 new hamsters!

They're simply adorable, and love kua chi and sleeping as much as any other hamster. Will post up pictures of them when I can. I haven't thought of names, though I used to fancy Bibble and Bobble, but somehow it doesn't sound so cute to me anymore. =(

I want a name that aptly describes the spark in their eyes, the quirky little habits that they have, the tiny little paws that digdigdig and the way they sniff and explore everything. A cute name. If you have any ideas, comment, or just tell me =)

On another subject, I've just started reading Hamlet. The drama and human emotion are pretty interesting, but GEE. These people can take 10 lines to say what I can summarise in a single sentence! Sometimes, I find it beautiful, poetic and descriptive, at other times it's just downright long-winded and annoying.

I particularly like the way Hamlet uses a Hyperion and a satyr to compare the late King Hamlet and the present King Claudius. Somehow, when I picture the Hyperion and satyr side by side, I really feel the vast difference between the two.

The holidays are ending. Back to SPM, public speaking, debates, exams, and never-ending homework. Sounds pretty exciting, although not entirely enjoyable. =)

Steph's sleepover

Yesterday, after YF christmas party was a sleepover at steph's house.
A night of laughter, overly sweet chocolate, TV, popcorn, chats and fun.

I don't think I will forget the hours we spent together just doing silly stuff like singing Mighty Morphin Power Rangers and the Pokemon song, reminiscing about the past and childhood memories of playing catch in the old annexe, agreeing abt the horniness of William in PS I Love You, taking pictures with pillows over our faces.

Quite a lot was revealed that night, we learnt more about each other and got to know each other more =) Like how Rachel can make us laugh till our sides split, if you send her to a dirty smelly place heehee.

Although chatting until 4 am in the morning does have its adverse effects, esp if you're going to church the next morning. If you looked carefully, you may have noticed 5 zombies sitting quietly in the back row of YF this morning.

dangle a ruby slipper on your foot and shine.

As promised, here are the pictures Ernest sent me :

First off, we went to the batting cages.

This picture's one of my favourite =)
Just imagine, I practically live next to OU, and never knew about the existence of the batting cages.

i totally look like a batter. wooh. awesome =)

DIE, ernest, DIE! *star wars style*


dear becca here.

I should probably mention here that rebecca and I had never, ever touched a softball bat in our lives. And ernest is the kind who can hit ball after ball after ball. We girls made fools outta ourselves, but it was a lot of fun! =D

I may sound bimb, but whee i actually look good in this picture!

Next to the batting cages is this dome shaped haven with drinks and places to sit and rest, even a little sofa and TV! Very cosy little place. That's where I took that pic (on top).

After that, we picked chris/beng eu up, and had lunch. The weird thing is, I keep feeling there's sth wrong with beng eu's name XD it's not the right way round! My tongue keeps wanting to say EU bing. hahaha.

Bowling! Believe it or not, I started off with 4 gutterballs. Yes, FOUR. But amazingly, I tied with becca in the end with 39 points. Ernest and Chris tak payah cakap la. 60+ or 70+.

becca dear, you are a sweetie.

me playing pool!! so, awesome. (by that I mean it was an awesome experience. Referring to the experience, not to myself.)

Becca and I drew quite some attention singing childhood songs like Christ in the Vessel. =D

Ernest and I.

After pool we decided to bring chris to try softball =) but guess what was the first picture he took? Look below.

bad, chris, bad.

candid picture. I hit 3 balls out of 15! Becca hit 9, chris 5 and Ernest 12. Har.

There seem to be quite a lot of becca pictures, somehow. She had to go home early, 5pm =(

Group picture!

We walked becca back, but on the way....

I fell in love with a giant baby.

After becca left, the 3 of us - chris, ernest and i went for karaoke.

No pictures, but the music killed my poor ears.

Went back to pratice pitching and catching.

YEA. GIANT glove.

Ernest taught me pitching and catching while bored, tired Chris squatted at the side and kacau by kicking balls around.

And when Ernest does not teach correctly, this is what I shall do :

Yup, definitely a long, long day. And a memory.

Thanks Becca dear for the humbugs, the little handbag, and being sweet.

Thanks, Ernest, for teaching us softball and pool.

Chris, it was nice meeting you.

love, yuenie.

didn't you promise to say goodnight?

Went out with Ernest, Rebecca, and Beng Eu/Chris today. Learnt lots of new stuff, had lots of fun, got to know people better =)

I'm just waiting for Ernest to send me the pics via MSN because my very uncooperative cable is refusing to work. Or maybe it's because I lost the installation CD, haha.

Will post the pics up when I have time, and when Ernest has sent them to me. Ta!

(written on Thursday, December 11th, 2008)

you smile, simply because you can't.

Today was a beautiful day. Not because anything out of the ordinary happened, but it was simply a lovely day.

The weather was neither hot, nor rainy, just fresh and cloudy and cooling. I suppose that put everyone in a good mood. Auntie Terrah came over and we chatted together, mum, wei and I went out for dinner and it was really pleasant. No quarrels, no meaningless shouting. I even managed to study and make Toad-in-the-Hole.

Like i said, a beautiful day =)

I'm here to blog about sth less pleasant though. After the 3 of us went out for dinner at mcd, mum drove us to Auntie S's house to return a book. I shouldn't mention the auntie's name, I suppose. I'll call her Auntie Sharon. As I was saying, mum wanted to return a book called "When Love is Tough" by Dr. James Dobson. It was a book for women who had been left by their husbands, I think.

On the way to Auntie Sharon's house, mum told us Auntie's story. The characters in this story are not many : I'll call them Sharon, Andrew and Melisande. *these are not real names*

Once upon a time, Andrew and Sharon fell in deep, blissful love and got married. They had 3 children, whom Sharon loved, I'm sure. After some years, the "deep blissful love" faded. Andrew left Sharon to lead his own life. (I wonder whether he thought about what he was doing to the children at this point?) Sharon's life fell about her in shambles, but after a few years of crying and despair, acceptance and rebuilding, she managed to face life again.

Meanwhile, Andrew fell in love with a young pretty thing called Melisande, which was the reason he left Sharon, his WIFE, btw. Melisande lived in Penang, whereas Sharon was in Selangor. Andrew and Melisande got married, and they had 4 children. Of course, nature and time claim every human, in the end. Andrew became old and sick, so he couldn't work to support Melisande and the children. Melisande had to work hard to ensure there was food on the table. She asked Andrew to do the housework and keep an eye on the children, since he couldn't work.

Andrew definitely did NOT like to do housework. And what does this man do? Instead of trying to help out his family, he leaves everything behind and moves back to Selangor, pleads with Sharon to take him back. (Again, I wonder whether he was thinking of the children at all?) Of course, Sharon accepts him into her home again, old, sick, frail and penniless.

People may ask, why did she take him back after all he'd done? Well. If she had refused to take him in under her roof, he would have nowhere to go and nothing to eat, etc. Of course it would be his own fault, but see. The thing is, no matter how much someone may have wronged us or killed us deep inside, we cannot just abandon them and throw them away, much as they deserve it. How typically female. Or should I say, how typically human? Though I have never heard of a man in Sharon's position, except in the movies. So alright, How Typically Female.

I probably shouldn't judge Andrew for what he is because he probably had his reasons, but I simply cannot help it. Excuse me. You uproot and leave everything behind, wrecking your wife's life and leaving an empty spot in your children's lives, all for another woman. You have CHILDREN with that woman. (By the way, 3 children with S and 4 children with M, kinda shows what a raging sex maniac he is. I'm surprised he doesn't have 20.) Moving on. Instead of trying your best to make up for what you've done and do your best for your 2nd family, you decide that "oh, I do not like to do housework" and move back with your first wife. Again, not caring about the second wife's heartache OR her fatherless children.

In the first wife's house, she earns the money, does the housework, feeds you, clothes you, takes care of you...this is the life!

I have nothing more to say, except that there is no justice in this world for soft-hearted people.

(written on Wednesday, December 10th, 2008)

do you like puppies?

Yesterday was a pretty full day, on the whole.

Watched Bolt at TGV with dad and wei. Rather cliche and predictable, but heart-warming nonetheless. The first few minutes of the movie, I was like, "oh geez. how much more cliche can it get?"

Girl buys adorable puppy named Bolt. Father, who is renowned scientist, gets captured by bad people who want his secret experiment thingees. Father says, "I will never talk!" *cue rolling eyes* Calls his daughter and says "Honey, it's okay. You have Bolt. I've altered him. He can protect you now." Dog with superpowers?! Scientist dad. yeesh.

But later on, the audience finds out that it's not like that after all. =) I shan't spoil it for you. The part I loved best was the very very first part, where Penny buys Bolt. He's so adorable! The way he pounces on his little carrot chewy toy and his furry little paws and playful puppy nature.

After Bolt and lunch, I went Christmas shopping!! There is absolutely nothing more fun than planning presents for dear, dear people, the present itself, the wrapping, the ribbons, the cards. WHEEE! I've bought quite a few decorative ribbons and I must say, they're pretty expensive =( but they're beautiful. I'm planning to bake cookies for quite a few people and put them in tupperwares tied with pretty ribbons. OOOH. Such sweet anticipation!

(written on Tuesday, December 9th, 2008)

Options. Options. More Options.

On friday and saturday (today is sunday), I attended Taylor's Open Day. There were talks about career paths and different pre-university programs. I have to say, it really gave me bit of a wider perspective about how many options I have, after high school. When I say many options, I mean MANY MANY OPTIONS.

On Friday, mum, jowinn, mel and I attended the Communications : Going The Write Way talk in Lecture Theatre 3. I was pretty astounded by how many types of writers there are. I mean, I used to categorise writers as : a)fiction, and b)non-fiction. But as I learned in the talk, there are script writers, copywriters, legal editors, writers in any specialised field (music, tech, business), general news journalists, online writers etc. I learned that, as much as going into the field, getting interviews, public relations are important in journalism, but you can never get away from it : writing and deadlines are a part of every writer's life. Working in a newspaper, the pressure is on you day by day, you have to finish articles in mere hours. Whereas in magazines the deadlines are maybe one or 2 weeks. Phew!

After that, mum and I attended the talk on Medicine : Why I want to be a Doctor, while mel and jowinn went to Personality and Career. After listening to the talk, I have firmly resolved, that I will NOT be a doctor. Honestly! The piles and piles of studying you have to do! And people's lives are in your hands. If you screw up once, someone dies. And being the very absent-minded puffball that I am, there is quite a possibility that i will screw up and end up removing someone's intestine instead of his appendix, or sth equally idiotic. Not to mention the hours i would have to spend away from my family due to the fact that my patient needs medical treatment in an emergency. Family comes first for me, esp since I'm a girl and may be a mother in the distant future. Oh and did I mention? The doctor who gave the talk was an otorhinolaryngologist. Hilarious isn't it? Oto (ear in Greek), Rhino (nose), and Laryngo (Throat or mouth). He was an ENT specialist.

The next day, mum and I attended the talk on Pre-U programs. There's A-levels, International Canadian Pre-University, South Australian Matriculation, Foundation in Science, STPM, etc. There's such a variety of options to consider that one just feels one's head spinning after listening.

After that, it was the talk on Law. The lady who gave the talk was a pretty good speaker, but then you would expect the lawyer to be a better speaker than the doctor. What attracted me to law was the mooting competitions (debating in a pretend court), presentations and so on. The speaking part. But on the flip side, there's also a lot of studying, reading up past year cases, law journals, laws and acts and articles. It would be rather dry memorizing Article 4(b) and Law of So and So 1980, etc.Oh dear.

After the law talk, we attended a talk by Allan Wu, host of the Amazing Race Asia. This is probably the closest I'll get to see a 'celebrity' in person. He was much taller than I expected, but then this should not have been surprising, considering that he was born and raised in America. The person who introduced him said "I'm sorry to say he is no longer available." Okay, not surprising. People in the entertainment business usually have girlfriends or boyfriends. And she went on to say "He is a father of two." I don't mind saying I was pretty much taken aback. Somehow the word 'father' to me indicates settling down, respectable, dignified. I'd expect him to have a girlfriend. Did you know that Allan Wu actually graduated from the University of Berkeley with a degree in Integrated Biology?! I would have expected the usual sob story : born in a poor family, struggled to survive amid racism towards Asians (He's an American born Chinese), made a breakthrough and became famous!

After that we went to the talk about ADP, American Degree Programme, which I must say I quite favour. It's a four year thing where the student learns a little of everything in 2 years, language, sciences, fine arts(music etc), maths. Then for the final 2 years, the student declares his major and goes on to the States to do studies on concentrated business or engineering or law, whatever his major is. I rather like this system as it's well balanced, exposing you to a little of everything.

Now you see what I mean by many many options. Let's say I've made the very hard-to-make decision of studying law instead of medicine or engineering. I still have to make decisions on what pre-u course I want to take, which law programme I would like, which university to go to, whether or not I want to practice as a lawyer or do sth like be a legal editor. Geez!

What a headache.

(written on 7th December, 2008, Sunday)

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.

here i am again at blogspot, after 2 years! this is because xanga is conkers.

Yesterday, i watched twilight with steph and lisynn, a new friend. I really must say, with twilight, it's a plus-minus thing. Plus, because it appeals to the fuzzy wuzzy mushy me, and minus, because it brings out the realist (or pessimist?) in me.

The Twilight series is every girl's ultimate romance.

Come on, a guy who loves you beyond all comprehension? A guy who, not only is handsome, but is the most compassionate, protective, capable, romantic, sweetest guy around? A guy who wouldn't CAN'T live without you.

Amanda writes, and I paraphrase :

Normal guys vs Edward Cullen
A normal guy would say: “I love you baby!”
Edward Cullen would say: “You are my life now.”

Normal Guy would say: “I think I am falling for you.”
Edward Cullen would say: “And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.”

Normal Guy would say: “You hair looks like a haystack; go brush it!”
Edward Cullen would say: “Your hair looks like a haystack but I like it.”

A normal guy would pick a random song from a random artist and dedicate it to you.
Edward Cullen would sing you a song he wrote for you while playing the piano.

If you die, a normal guy would find another.
If you die, Edward would kill himself cause life without you isn’t worth living.

~Well, I wasn’t going to live without you..” He rolled his eyes as if that fact were childishly obvious. “..but I wasn’t sure how to do it. I knew Emmett and Jasper would never help so I was thinking maybe I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.” ~

As you leave the house, a normal guy would say: “Bye, see ya!”
As you leave the house Edward Cullen would say: “Come back to me, love.”

~He smiled my favorite smile. “Hurry back to me.”
“Always.”~

As you come back to the house, a normal guy would be watching TV and wouldn’t even notice.
As you come back to the house, Edward Cullen would be welcoming you by playing the piano with a song just for you.

~I heard the music before I was out of the car. Edward hadn’t touched his piano since the night Alice left. Now, as I shut the door, I heard the song morph through a bridge and change into my lullaby. Edward was welcoming me home.’ ~

A normal guy would wait for you to make him breakfast.
Edward Cullen would make you breakfast everyday.

While you are both out for dinner, a normal guy wouldn’t keep his eyes off the sexy waitress.
Edward Cullen wouldn’t even notice the waitress was a female.

A normal guy, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and one hand on the radio.
Edward Cullen, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and the other attached to yours.

While far apart in different places, a normal guy would say: “I miss you.”
While far apart in different places, Edward Cullen would say: “It’s like you’ve taken half myself with you.”

A normal guy wouldn’t care or notice if you had nightmares.
Edward Cullen would sing until your nightmares went away.

~"Do you want me to sing to you? I’ll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.” ~

A normal guy does it with everyone.
Edward Cullen only does it with one.

A normal guy buys you flowers and chocolates.
Edward Cullen buys you a car. (Jowinn would love that XD)

A normal guy would phone the police if you're seconds from being raped.
Edward Cullen zooms up in a silver Volvo, orders you to get in the car, zooms off, and has to restrain himself from killing the "lowlifes" (which he actually can do), furious beyond belief that you were nearly hurt.

A normal guy would sleep beside you. Or, if he's not sleepy, grope you. =.=
Edward Cullen stays by your bedside awake all night, watching as you sleep, fascinated by every breath you take, every word you utter, holding you in his arms as you drift.

~*~*~*~*~

Some of the things he says are SO cheesy if you look at them individually, but somehow, it doesn't seem cheesy, just because it's Edward who says it. And because he's so much the perfect Edward, no actor can possibly live up to the female population's expectations.

But I do think Robert Pattinson is hot when he smiles =D Robert may not be as hot as Edward should be (who is, after all?), but mmm. He fits my mental picture of Edward, although people seem to think he's ugly. I think he's okay, as long as he doesn't wear button up shirts XD Bella wasn't very much as I imagined, though.

I loved the parts where he protected her from Tyler's car, where he saved her from Port Angeles and even had to restrain himself from returning and killing those "lowlifes", where he slams James across the ballet studio.

I am SUCH a bibble for romance. =) cheesy as it is, i fall for the whole knight-in-shining-armour thing. But if it did happen in real life, I would just go =.=' SWEAT. Because things like that just don't happen, guys just don't talk that way, and if they did, it's probably insincere. Agree? =) I mean, if a guy says "I will love you forever and ever" then it is SO insincere.

Oh and btw, Alice and James' personalities were EXACTLY how I pictured them. Alice, cute, enthusiastic and pixielike, James (below), the relentless tracker and hunter.

Robert Pattinson looks good in pull over shirts, like above. NOT good in button up shirts. (If you are one of the 999 girls who thinks he is ugly, please don't come after me.) Edward, I am sure, would look good in just about anything.
Oh wow. How long can I go on about a fictional character? This just about proves the silliness of a teenage female.

I advise girls not to overdose on the Twilight series, as you become disillusioned with real life and real guys.
And guys too, because it will make your self esteem plummet six feet underground.

(written on December 3rd, 2008, Wednesday)

hello everyone!

so this will be my new blog =)

My third serious one so far. Hopefully it lasts. Do visit often yea?

love, yuenie.