Perspective

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.

"Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."

Source: Adapted from the Internet

Thesis

Thesis topic is out, spunkz got the deep fried snack. :)

No hurrays yet, coz swishy hair is my supervisor!!!!! (>_<)!!!

Gulpz...

. . .

I love you

I love you

I love you

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

If the words "Beggars can't be choosers" were not uttered, I wouldn't detest you so much. There's nothing wrong with this idiom, just that the occasion that you used it didn't seem apt. Too bad. I had an ok impression of you, till the words fell out of your pretty oral cavity. Forgive me, but those words really shook me a little and honestly, I felt insulted. Perhaps you didn't mean it, or perhaps I was sensitive. But the damage is done. I will never feel the same for you again, as much as someone else would like me to. But I will continue to be civil, till my line is crossed.

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"

with you, the sky is the limit.. nothing is impossible.

but loving is never easy.. i thought it was. how naive...

i hate the complicated feelings that encroach itself around me..

i feel so vulnerable

you always say i need to control them

i can't stop them from flowing free

but i really want to beg you of one thing

stop treating me like one of them

i'm not them

and never will be

can't i just be the special one that you shower with love

instead of the small kid you wish to motivate

i hate today.

i hate myself.

very much.

damn me to hell.

i so pray.

Random Rambles

Aries : You'll be looking great, but not feeling great today.

Crap. This is depressing. But so true.

Redundance

I'm in the dark.... *sigh*
the feeling of not being needed.
total redundance.
thanks so much.

(=^_^=)

Across the years, we walk hand-in-hand

when pictures fade, and memories wane

sharing joys, laughter, pain and sorrow

never ever doubting

will you still love me tomorrow...

Zombie-nised

I zonked out after Physio II yesterday.

After reaching home, of course.

Pooped to the maximilano~

Had a girls' night out the night before at Groove Junction in Hartamas.

Ken Nee was the pimp of the posse. He's a dear. Nyah haa.

Jazz music is not as bland as I thought. Throw in some funk and acid and ya ready to bop~

Pillow talk with cass till 3.30 in the morn. Main agenda: getting our hair dried after ridding it of ciggie smell.

I'm reduced to a church mouse after the outing..gah.

But thinking on the bright side, I purchased an invaluable experience ^-^

The power of dreams... sweet~

I can tick one item off my vision and mission wish list now.

• Live band performance (aye!)

To more similar trips, cheers~

Happy Mother's Day~

Blow...cake...blow...

My cutie mummy and auntie

Beautiful cake makes happy mummies (^-^)

Family piccy

Feast your eyes

Another oh-so-delicious picture of Sano...
Stumbled upon a really great site about hana kimi. Got this pic from there too. :)

Hanazakari no Kimitachi E - For You In Full Blossom

I'm still reeling from the sweet plot of this manga-based drama by Hisaya Nakajo.. I might sound shallow but the guys in it are so kawaii~

Sano Izumi

Wu zun acting as Sano (Quan)

Nakatsu Shuichi

Jiro Wang Dong Cheng taking the role of Nakatsu (Xiu Yi)

Ashiya Mizuki

Ella acting as Mizuki (Ruixi)

I simply adore all the characters portrayed in this drama. One of which I have quite a soft spot on is Nanba Minami as acted out by Tang Yu Zhe. I think I'm pretty smitten by Yu Zhe's pretty boy looks. Haha.. he acted with such grace that I couldn't help going gaga over him..

Nanba-sempai, as he is fondly addressed

Danson Tang Yu Zhe~

Come to think of it, i did manage to accomplish a few things during the hols.

1. I finished reading "The Rainmaker"
2. I re-read "The Undomestic Goddess".
3. I got to patronize my favourite fishball noodle stall in BP ($2.50 a bowl, cheep cheep!).
4. I went la-teh (aka mamak-ing) with my mum and sis at our old haunt, pissing the waiters off and making their kepala pusing with our numerous orders.
5. I got to bitch with my mum and sis.
6. Grandma made me "Heng hua noodles" and "Cha hoon". =)
7. I had Ah Pui's Mee Siam Loh economy noodles although the taste disappointed me that day.
8. I had my chapatti at the old joint (70 cents a piece nia!).
9. I had Brownie's favourite spinach noodles at 7 in the morning.

These are the things that spunkz will rate as accomplishments, mostly gastronomic happenings but what the heck...

As the Neanderthal's saying goes...... tummy happy, spunkz happy too. *bangs the chest*

Rockafella

Another birthday cake for this year from my U mates. Rock-a-fella (literally). Go figure...

Get what I mean now? The knife b-r-o-k-e-d.

Vacation doodles

Got my locks chopped off last Saturday. Shorter tresses make lighter head load. So far, I've been feeling rather cheerful for the past few days. Maybe the hair-cut did me good. :)

Right now, I'm back in the city of black smoke puffing in your face.. It's a bit of a downer but all I can say is C'est la vie. Gotta look on the bright side sometimes..

For starters, I visited a dragon fruit farm with Brownie's family yesterday. Damn, the flowers of the trees are bigger than my palm. Over there, we got to taste the fruit and wine. The wine was lovely with a zesty lemon aftertaste as lemons were used to naturally ferment the sugars in the wine.

After that, we drove down to Bagan Lalang which is now known as the Gold Coast of Sepang for oblivious reasons. The road to the seaside was long and winding and we have some idyllic kampung houses to feast our eyes on along the way. Upon reacing the destination, we jumped off the car and visited the local fish market, explored the mangrove and collected some shells and sand to bring home.

Crayfish

Among the mangrove

After all the hullabaloo, it was time for us to rest and relax by the seaside. As the tide was low, we managed to venture out pretty far out on the sands. Brownie bought a kite which resembles a plane at a dirt cheap price and i got myself a bottle of bubble mixture! The rest of the noon was spent flying the kite with Brownie and conquering the cornflower blue skies.. I was a contented princess with my bubbles which doesn't require any blowing from myself. The sea breeze did that for me effortlessly, producing a long stream of bubbles each time i held out the wand... The sun gave me a souvenir to remember this trip too...lolx...tanned skin with my spagghetti strap marks on my shoulders.

On our way home, Uncle and Auntie stopped down for durians and lokan. We also bought another bottle of pitaya red wine on the way back. This time round, it was cheaper and sweeter compared to the one we purchased at our previous stop at the farm. As anyone can guess, dinner was plain rice with steamed lokan. Eaten with garlic and ginger blended chilli, each morsel was packed with heavenly succulence and freshness which burst with oomph inside the mouth...

The dinner ended on a beautiful note as we opened and mixed the 2 bottles of dragonfruit wine and relished the smoothness of it sliding down our parched throats.