Dragon Horse Sperm God, Everybody!!!

Things to do before first day of CNY 2006:



1. Sweep my already-soo-very-clean floor
2. Wash my beautiful red car again, although I've washed it twice this week.
3. Check the tyres, wipers, engine oil, and lights of my car - I know there's something wrong with the lights
4. Make sure my Zara black blouse is as good as NEW, although it has been 1 month old.
5. Write proposal to Prof. Dzol
6. Fetch elder bro from KLIA airport
7. Bluff my mum that I've done my CNY shopping.
8. Tell mum that black (Zara) blouse is acceptable for CNY celebrations (and I have no choice)
9. Tell mum that my favourite colour has changed from Pink & red to BLACK

Lastly....Bluff mum that I (terrorist on the road), drove back real slowly to Ipoh. :)

Gong Hey Fatt Choy
Po Po Kou Tsing!
Dragon Horse Sperm God! to everybody

You must meet my Professor

Oh....Dr. Tan is a killer. He is also a joker, a story teller, an insinuator, a self-proclaimed genius, and a mad scientist! U know, each time you see him in class - he reminds you that he could beat you in a chess game. Each time you meet him, you will get some stories which always has the word - 'shit', 'bullshit' and f*** in it. There's always a moral behind those stories (you aesop fable)and ohhhh yes, he'll tell you loads of shit on Stephen Hawkings. He will make deduct your marks if you even say something wrong, or make wrong sentences, or wrong grammar.

Too bad my class has only 3 Ph.D. people! Only three!!!! Dr. Tan has not much choice. So, he will drill us with questions, make sure we make a blunder and then laughs the hell out of us. Our saviour could not be anyone else but this Iranian guy who dares to fight back Dr. Tan, and could answer every single question Dr. Tan throw at our faces CORRECTLY!. Thank God for this Iranian friend whose religion is Muslim, but loves Jesus and kisses the cross (pendant), and drinks wine because he told me that it's the blood of Christ. Holy cow. Dr. almost fainted when he heard that.

Oh, Iranian friend - You are God sent. You saved our lives from the notorious scientist.

While it Downloads

While I wait for the installation of my new browser (Opera), and the music by New Radicals' You've Got The Music In You playing in the background, I thought it would be great to write about year 2005 - what happened to me this year. Year 2005 which will end in 1 day's time is the best-est year for me. Here is the chronology of 2005:

January - I was selected to join UPM Swimming team!! We went to UUM for the first league. I was selected to join 5 events - 200m IM, 100m & 200m Breast stroke, 100m & 200m back troke. I got myself standing on the podium for one or 2 events but forgot which one.

February - UPM Swim Team rocked the Likas Pool in Sabah! Champions again! I won a couple of events, but again, I forgot which one - usually backstroke. Went diving in Pulau Sapi with team. Sooooooo terribly fun!! Sun- burn. Ended with final swim league in Bukit Jalil super cary cold pool. Won some events - 50, 100 & 200m backstroke, medley relay. End of MASUM.

March - Work day and night to finish-up final year project on Pesticide toxicology. Alas, all done. I spent a couple of hundreds of ringgit of my own money to finish my project. Met my boy-boy - really getting serious of our relationship.

April - So long UPM! Outta here! Relationship with boy-boy gotten stronger. Went to Easter Picnic with boy-boy's church friends. Called by Tradewinds company for an interview. Interview very successful. Manage to impressed interviewers. Hundred percent get job (so they said).

May - Job searching - couple of interviews on - Phillip Morris International had a big interview. PMI did a Donald Trump-like 'The Apprentice' - Didn't get through 3 round of interview. Not sad, cause I can't stand smoking colleagues. Tradewinds called back and said I'm not selected for their job, because I'm a girl (their jobs tooo dangerous for a lady like I). Racist..leh!
BERNAS also managed to interview me - Got the job immediately! Was in a middle of a large accident involving 6 cars at Bukit Jalil. Became witness to accident, but I drove-off from scene of acc.. Thank God - my car and I didn't even had a single scratch. Prof. Dzol said that I can do my Ph.D. staightaway and can skip masters - he will recommend me. Lucky May!!!

June - Start work with BERNAS. Eveyday see rice and paddy and machineries of paddy processing. Did a presentation on Rice Industry in Malaysia in front of bosses.

July to Ogos - BERNAS again.....work work work work. Nothing else. Went to Sekinchan, Tanjung Karang, Bagan Terap. So many friendly ppl there. Met neighbour and we realised we attend same church.

Sept to Oct- Work work work - was posted to Finance Department of BERNAS. And so they thought all chinese must be good in $$ and arithmetics. Ohhh...they are so, so wrong! Went to Kedah to audit the rice mills there. Aikido Camp in PD. Soooo relaxing and gambled (yes, with real money) whole night. Meanwhile, relationship with my boy-boy gets stronger day by day. Neighbour took me their cell group in Taman Paramount. I love the cell group. Everyone speaks Hokkien!

November - UPM sent offer letter to do Ph.D. in Entomology. Put the resignation letter on my boss' desk. He was soooo sad hat I'm going off, but he wished me luck. He asked me if I would stay a little longer in Finance, and asked me was it because of the money...I said NOPE...I answered: Studying is my hobby. Hehehheeee.

December - Start classes. Asked Prof. Dzol. about my project. He's broke, and so is the whole faculty. I forked out RM 2100 for this semester. Nevermind, fee is less then overseas. My parents also broke. Boy-Boy brought me to celebrate xmas countdown at Starhill. Soooo romantic and memorable. Thanks my dear. Love you. Aikido and swimming daily again! My bad habits.

I thank Jesus for all the blessings He gave me this year. I know God has laid the path for me; I will run the race for Him.

Un-motherly!! Kill Me NOW

I was sitting on the table during my Agriculture Faculty Dinner at a hotel in Putrajaya, sooo pissed off with her, that I could just blow my heads off at that very moment. Of course, I just smiled all the way thru the dinner, tried to ignore her loud announcement that my certificate had my name spelt wrong, trying to show off my large mock cheque to everyone, telling the people in my table that the food is little and scarce. Hey, there are 5 other award winners. I am no better than them, can't you see? And you arrived late for the dinner - you VIP or what?! Kill me now...

Imagine sitting with 7 other prominent faces in the academian world, and somebody just embarrassed you in the most unsubtle way! I was proud of myself getting one of the best award from faculty, but she spoilt it all. ALL!!!. Nobody wants to be famous. HOW CAN YOU BE FAMOUS, when there are sooo many famous ppl there, hahhh...Okay, you want to put me in the centre of attention, then do it subtlely. What is it with her that I am so not proud off?? You apple polish for me - telling the whole world that I'm buying books with the prize money. PLEASE !!! I am sooooo not buying any books with the cash money. I will be buying loads of clothings from Zara and MNG and Gucci and loathe on good food. And please, you are not my mother!

Friends indeed!

This week I managed to 'meet' some old faces. When I went to register for my postgraduate programme this week, I met Pui Wah. She was many years back, during secondary school, having same piano lessons with the same piano teacher in Ipoh. Now, she's doing her Ph.D. in Animal Sciences at UPM. She approached me to ask me whether I had a place to stay because she was searching for a room-mate. I was soooo glad I met her.

Then, when I opened The Star paper on the same day, I saw Cynthia Lian's name on one of the ads. Cynthia was this very pretty classmate while in my Form 6 at Raja Perempuan. It was this Inti College ad on their famous Law Programme. Wow...I somehow manage to spot the small print on this ad. Usually, I just flip through pages, ignoring most of the advertisement, especially those on TheStar (they have millions of ads - damn irritating). I like reading obituaries....shissshhh....I also dunno why.

Uniquely Singapore..

I checked my passport and I realised that it's filled with immigration chops and visas!!! Yes, I am a travel bug. Most of the visas were Singapore visiting visas. Since my passport was issued on year 2002, it never rests. Ohhh, wait til you see my parents' passport - it's like 'ham-choi' (salty vege).

Recently, I went to Singapore with my parents. My parents were always wanting to go somewhere every year, especially in December. S'pore was their main choice, as they claimed have always enjoyed the food there (what???!!!), and their x'mas decors in Orhard Road. I brought me along as I was always their ultimate guide esp. in Singapore. While my dad and mum ate and ate and ate, I shop and shop and shop. Bought 2 blouses from a boutique that you won't find in Malaysia. I love their clothings there. Not expensive, even if u convert to RM. I actually enjoyed myself - maybe because I of the 2 blouses that were in my hands. My dad said that Singaporean ladies are super thin/skinny, they wear well, and have good sense of clothings. Despite all that, he said that there are no pretty Singaporean gurls. Sorry Singaporeans (opinion only)! Most of the pretty girls are in Malaysia (he claimed so! He also claimed that Malay girls in Malaysia are the prettiest of them all).

I am just soo glad that I've made it somewhere else this December. Thought of going somewhere further, but the lack of resources ($$) and planning had brought me to the nearest over-seas (or straits): Singapore. Sadly, all will be lost when my Ph.D. starts this coming week.

Eat more mamak lah!

Hah! Something Malaysian won't like to hear - the many reasons why Malaysians keep going back to mamak stalls to eat maggi goreng, nasi kandar, or your favourite roti telur.

My colleague (an Indian) was relating to us what her mother told her when the issue about mamak stores being so good in their business due to kas-kas (poppy seed) blended into food rose a couple of months ago. Well, that's not exactly the hideous part of eating so-called-"drugs" that could lure you over and over again to the mamak. I thought it was the good services, Astro and the variety of food they serve that made you return. Maybe kas-kas could drug you into indulging in mamak food, but listen:

These irresponsible people (dunno who la...but some people) put sanitary pads (red already one), under garments of women or any women 'dirty' substance which are already charmed into the Indian curry, or their sauces or limau ais. They don't exactly put the stuffs inside, but rendam (soak) for a while. In short, they use 'black magic' to curse/charm the food so that you return to them, as well as to beat other mamak competitors nearby. What I can't understand is that women keep returning too, not only men! Hahaha...

Hey not my fault! I love mamak food too....especially sup kambing and tosai rawa. But, I almost choke myself with that tosai when my Indian colleague told me this. Myth or truth..dunno lerrr. I ate soo much nasi kandar in my lifetime liao.

Decision

Yes, I've made up my mind to study my PhD in UPM. I prayed about it whole week. I know there are no direct signs from God, but my instincts serves me well - plan to stay back in Malaysia for at least another 3 years. From the comments (thanks for the support!) from this blog and my alternative blog, as well as the overwhelming phone calls from friends & relatives, their answers were very much divided - some wanted me to stayback in Malaysia, many wanted me to go and grasp the opportunity of a lifetime overseas; SOME ask me to continue working, but not in BERNAS. For some who love me toooo much, the offered me their place to stay! Thanks everyone for their concern and love you guys/gals show. Terharu...

If everything works out well, I will be in UPM on 19th December 2005. Hopefully, I would invent a new pesticide formulation (using microemulsion) for botanical insecticides by the end of 3 years. Have to brush up my chemistry....I am tooooo good in Biology, I lose track of everything else. Will be going back to Aikido UPM, joining back the swimming club in UPM (miss you all soooo much). Will still be staying at my Puchong apartment for the time being. I am still not too busy this coming 6 months, so feel free to contact me via any thing .....

Yvonne, I have been shopping so much this 6 months that MY WARDROBE also overflowing liao....not addicted to shopping but more like kenot tahan if I see something nice. Worst: Most of the time, I don't look at the price :) After studying, won't be buying much. Good luck in your life....I just love reading your blog - Da one and only Yvonne.

I was in Star Paper

I crap a lot with the interviewer. She took everything word for word. Sad, I didn't mention that I love Antonio Banderas.

Click here:

http://allmalaysia.info/news/story.asp?file=/2005/10/26/homepage/12381723&sec=mi_homepage

Am I tooo demanding/ambitious?

I went to Education Fair UK at KL Convention Centre to browse upon opportunities to do my postgraduate. I came back rather disappointed because I know the Pounds are beyond my dad's financial limit. I planned to go to Aquaria, but realised that Beh is not there working that day. I just wanted the discount (got ah?) and personal guide to all the fishes and reptiles there. So demanding, eh? I want to see Beh inside the aquarium, not the fish. Beh, got discount ahh?

Should a woman be soooooo ambitious?? One lonely night, my potential supervisor from UPM emailed me personally to tell me that I got accepted to UPM to do my PhD. Hmmphhh....then, I now was thinking whether to accept the offer...cause, after all the fiasco in parliament (thanks KS Lim!, vote for 'rocket' next election) regarding the diminishing standards of public university in Malaysia, I was thinking twice about my university's reputation. But, it's a PhD, for goodness sake. I applied for it, and now I've been accepted, but now, I am too dumbfounded to make any decision. I love my current job too and my boy-boy...

After thinking for a long time (24 hours straight, including insomnia) (that's long), I decided to take the PhD offer...but, suddenly, my dad phoned and said that he'll take out all the money he has in him to let me go UK to study. Shucks! Another long day of thinking....thinking thinking....thinking...thinking...(still thinking while writing this...)
No decisions yet. Help! Lord, why can't I have it all?