CNY Day 1

CNY Day 1 ( All vegetarian)

CNY Day 2 ( Dig in folks!!!___)

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a SUPERSIZED MEAL
PLUS

Red Wine

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tHIS!!!
or i'd rather say this.>>>!

The Gamb.....no I dont gamble, better name would be the
King of Cards







( the last drink for the day- to neutralize the effects of the red wine)

Day #3


and of course.......

CNY Eve 09

Report
Chinese New Year Eve 2009 :


Washing my sexy and hot car

Presenting the new toyota model
Come to me, come.... *smiles freakishly like a pervert*




Aha. Check out the muscles.........and the ribcage...



Lo and behold. For a new superhero emerges....................................



The Housemaid
` CNY CHAOS `

In the name of justice and hygiene, the housemaid starts off on his quest to save the world once again from the evil dark forces composing of Mr and Mrs Dust who seem to be everywhere around us, General Leaves and his known infamously merciless partner in crime - the Birdshit strikeforce who have held supermaid's 50 year old Toyota Corolla in captive. It seems like an uphill battle for the Housemaid this time, a seemingly impossible task. Will he be able to save the day once again? Will he even make it out of this holy quest by the strike of midnight in one piece this time? Check the video out and see if he's able to make it.








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The answer is ....Yes he did. He did it! He swept, he mopped, he washed his car, and that only. Yes! The world is safe once again!


However, sunny it seemed at thast time, darkness swept in quickly. After doing some last minute New Years shopping for pagoda tshirt(those traditional langchia men or trishaw peddler used to wear), I returned in time for the reunion dinner. Somehow, I found out that some of the relatives who were living in Penang did not attend the reunion dinner( not the one in my house, its some relatives) claiming that it was too far. His family lives in Penang and he, as a son wont even come to the reunion dinner with his parents and siblings. THis is unacceptable. The dinner was after all on Penang island too. People fly in from the States, from Hong Kong just for that and you live in Penang and you cant give a better explanation. (once again this did not happen in my immediate family, its a relative whom I know really well). That was totally unacceptable.

Anyway, the news came soon after the dinner. My aunt got robbed. SHe called us and we went to see her at the police station. Her left window was smashed and broken. The robber grabbed one of the bags lying on the seat not knowing it was just empty paper files in a bag and dashed off in a motorbike. He was just 15 at most. Whats worst? It happened right in front of my aunts house. She did not even get out of the car when the asshole smashed hardly onto the window. The glass shrapnels penetrated quite a widespread part of her skin and boy the sight didnt really look good. Imagine that! Chinese new year eve! and they wont give us a break! Damn those people.

We fetched our aunt to the general hospital and the shrapnels were removed. WHen we first arrived at GH, we couldnt even locate the emergency department. The path leading to it was so dark and after a while, only could I figure out a "emergency" word on a signboard. No lights at all at that region. My goodness! If people were to be involved in a serious accident, and the person were to drive there, half dying , how would you expect he or she to even locate the emergency room? He or she'd be probably saved if not for the crappy lighting.

Heritage Kepoh 2009

Citizen Journalism workshop. It's fun and an eye-opener for me. We learnt about ethics in journalism, video shooting basics and all. I also got to meet quite a few interesting characters such as the 5xmom, blogger Lucia, Lye, my friend Saha who sits beside me, Zara( a friend i've got to know from Human Rights Camp), maran the coordinator...

Aha! and one more thing, very important thing...................................prepare......shut your eyes.....shut it...................i command you.......................brace yourselves for the ultimate moment of your lives.....

tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

HERITAGE HEBOH is back with a BANG!!!

ATTENTION :
All you dudes and gals out there. Yeah you! We are calling out to you hyperactive, kepoh, cannot sit still, fun, outgoing, humans-loving kids ........simply everyone whos interested lah! Yes YOU! You there! You're the one! So all you guys and gals out there who's up to the challenge, who can withstand the heat of Gerogetown! Aha! ( You say u can, but can you? ............... really? )
The time has come my fellow friends. It is time for us to rise, my fellow friends, rise and be heard !!! Rise from the pile of textbooks ur buried in. RISE!!! I command you.Join us in our holy cause. So, hop on the bandwagon!!!! Be quick my fellow comrades, places are limited and you are now racing against time itself. (no, you're not Hiro Nakamura).

For more info, KINDLY contact Yoke Pin at 012-3619113 or Fidel Ho at 012-4565867

With so much love,
tshin

~ Be heard, be seen, be screwed ~

A Newfound Friend

Aha! I have just realized I have lost the ability to keep track of the days. Sunday, Monday, Saturday, Friday.. yeah watever. They seem the same to me. I have to say, now I can hardly find time to relax and unwind. Other than work with AAK, I have to go for both bike and driving lessons, lifesaving( which tops my favourites along side with AAK work ), volunteer work and ...hmm I have lost track. Anyway, it feels really awkward for me to see boys and girls in school uniform on buses and on the streets while I am not, for the first time. Well, the driving experience with me actually behind the wheel also gives me the somewhat quirky feel. I just cant reallly get myself used to driving a car. Even during driving lessons on the road, I cant help it but feel like I'm immersed in this dream-like feeling. I even tend to feel sleepy as I concentrate on the two white lines on the road, so that the car wont be swaying from left to right. THankfully I have a real nice and considerate instructor Mr Pang...unlike the previous one For sure, once I pass the JPJ test(hopefully I will), and I start driving on the road, the police may ask me to pull over.
" Boy, you macam underage memandu. License. License."

Well anyway, enough of driving. Yesterday, I went for volunteer work at Adventist Hospital as usual. It's really nice of Ms Wong to post me to different departments each time I go.
First, reception.
Then, medical records.
Next, finance department.
Now, Development.....

Development. Very positive word. Very positive, jolly people working there too. Though, all of them there were women. They were real friendly happy-go-lucky people, yeah just my type. So, what we did yesterday was setting up a counter for donation at the main entrance. From the counter, which served as a HQ, scouts were sent out to explain this donation program going on to people all over the hospital and solicit for donations. Here's how the " Make a Wish "program goes :
Aim : Raise funds for the childrens hospital.
Target group : Visitors and patients
Modus Operandi : Explanation and stretch- Hands-out(of course not like that lah)

Basically you can donate any amount that you like.
However heres the offer:
1) donate rm10 and u get a gold wishing star made of card. u fill in ur wishes and we hang it up on the large pinetree at the foyer or the cherry blossom tree ( which by the way is so full of such stars that one may think that stars, not leaves grow on trees.which of course is a good sign)

2) donate rm 100 and u get a red star. same procedure as above.

3) donate rm1000. ha........! and u get a fish! no not the one you have with deep fried garlic. It's a soft toy. We call it the "million dollar fish"

4) of course u could donate rm10000 and above......

ANd, oh yeah, I made a new friend today and I mean a friend that's hard to find! He's 12. He's chubby, cute. and he's an australian! What amazes me most is that he's so mature for his age and I dare say he's much more mature(though not in the physical aspect) than most of the friends my age and even some who are much older than I am, and I have to say in some aspects more than me too.

So how did I get to know this little chipmunk? I approached a lady who was accompanying her sick mum waiting at the reception and explained the donation progam to her. She listened to me explain all about it but initially she didnt really want want to donate(probably because she's not too sure whether I am a legitimate staff for adventist). Then, few minutes later, she was asking me over and from waht I could see, her son, a chubby little fellow has managed to persuade his mum to donate rm10. then, his mum suggested that he accompanied me to seek for donations since he was doing nothing waiting with his mum and grandma. ANd he willingly obeyed. And so, my little 2 hour journey with my newfound friend soon set sailed. We sailed through treacherous corridors, galloped across reception counters, brandishing our mighty brochures and gold cardboard stars, fighting for what is right and for the best of mankind, ....... by soliciting donations. Ahh you dont find such knights anymore do you?LOL.
At the end of the day, no no, at the end of my shift, we managed to collect RM 650 in total(that includes my two other friends' effort).


However, It was also quite disappointing as 70% of the people we approached refused to even let us explain to them, moreover donating a dime.

I have been writing about this same thing for the 3rd time. Why? Because everytime I am halfway through writing, with all the inspiration pouring in, my computer blackouts! 2 times and it wasnt autosaved.

I really got to go. Cant be late for the thing I am going for now or I'll risk losing my RM 200. Will update abt this thing I am going to tomorrow. No its no illegal activity.

So long!

Hello guys I'm back!!! Yeah I have not been updating my blog for quite some time. Well, I can hardly find time to do that nowadays. No. Simply not possible, not when one is working 9-6(as an intern for Anak-anak Kota),visits his ill grandfather at the general hospital after work and tutors his sister on her homework after dinner everyday ( a deal between me n my mum).

My grandfather's down with pneumonia and there's a high possibility that's not the only one illness that's robbing him of his ability and basic strength to rise & sit up straight, not to mention walk. He used to be an avid hiker. He climbs up hills even when he's already in his late seventies. He was a sportsman alright. He was. Now, he can't even walk without support. This seemed to happen overnight. Even after SPM, I could still remember him driving my sister to piano classes and all. Now, he can no longer drive definitely. When I accompanied him back from KL, he could still walk though in staggering foot steps. It's just unbelievable. However, he smoked. But he was definitely no irresponsible and inconsiderate smoker unlike the ones we see today. Yes, smoking is still wrong. Everytime he smokes, he "hides" and distances himself away from us. He knows the effects of second hand smoke to our lungs alright but still he tends to be ignorant of what cigarette smoke is doing to him.

Soon enough, his condition turned for the worse. He was warded. It was the typical open ward. A houseman who at one point was dealing with my grandpa was a total moron. He's not only impatient but rude. He gives us the feeling that he just hates dealing with patients. Why become a doctor in the first place asshole! If you cant deal with stress, dont let it out on the patients. Ok, before I get carried away cursing this piece of degenerate, I'll just put a cork to this bottled frustration and anger( we did not want to antagonize the doctors for the fear that they could just slip some kind of alkaloid into grandpas veins, though it may not be that farfetched) .But that was certainly a bad experience that we had at GH.

However, soon my grandfather was moved to the first class ward coz my aunts a teacher and its totally free. ANother thing about my grandfather is that he dislikes people helping him in anyway and he persists in doing everything he can. However, though on the surface, he hates to bother us, but we could still how badly he wanted us to be by his side.

Within his 4 day stay at the open ward which was solely for patients with respiratory disorders, 2 men just passed away right before my grandfather's eyes. One was just beside him. My parents and I myself ran into another one being pushed away in a metal "coffin" with words labelled Bukan Islam on its side.

So, it's a message to you smokers out there. Stop while you can before you lie on your deathbed regretting what you've just done with your life. My grandpa made a mistake and he regretted it. So lets hope we wont.