I'm still alive and kicking. Not dead yet. Hee.

Sorry for the long silence. Was kinda busy but it's mainly because the connection here in uni is very the slow. Wapiang! Everytime I'm inspired and all geared up to blog, I will lose the inspiration eventually cos by the time the page loads, it'll be like half an hour later or so.

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So since I'm quite free now (a bit deluded cos there's still a freaking workload to do, but it's ok) I shall try to squeeze in everything! Haha.

And oh before it strikes 12 midnight, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, RACHEL, LYDIA AND JILLIAN! cos only the three of you actually read my blog. Haha. But it's ok cos i memang  wanna keep my blog as privately as I can so that I can blog more freely ;)

CNY wasn't too bad this year. Won quite a bit  this year. Rat year rocks! LOL. The last night especially, or early morning to be more precise, I got really lucky with Lydia and Mandy. Muahaha. And the 'Mandy-thought-she-had-a-call-from-a-ghost' incident was priceless! Earlier on we went to Lydia's place for a while and I teased them about the infamous murdered couple's spirit following them. And then on their way to my place suddenly Mandy got a call from Lydia, who was actually driving beside her at that time! She really thought that the couple's spirit had followed them but it turned out to be Lydia's mom cos she forget her handphone. ROFLMAO! That aside, I ate super a lot too. I put on so much during those few days that I couldn't fit into my skirt anymore. Gasp! I really let loose and kept on stuffing myself with all those good good food. Can't blame me though cos the best I can get here is what, hokkien mee? I know, excuses excuses. So now I'm on a 'strict diet', ahem, to shed off those extra kilos.

Do you know that the sugar content of a mandarin orange is equivalent to a slice of bread? 4 oranges=1 plate of rice. Gasp! And I've eaten like a whole box of oranges. Right. That's just wonnnderrrfulll. So this means I eaten like 10? extra plates of rice over the past few days. Pengsan.

I always hear that the jams during festive season is the worst and during my drive back to uni on Sunday, I had a taste of it. Sweet, sour, salty, bitter; all of them at once. Salty when I saw the unending trail of cars. Sour when I got agitated and trying to reach uni before 12.  Bitter when I was trapped in the jam for hours. Sweet were the short moments when traffic was actually smooth. It took me 10 hours to reach here from Taiping, almost double the usual time. Luckily we(there's a friend travelling with me) reached on time cos if not have to camp outside. Haih. I guess the lesson to be learnt is to never travel during during festive season. Stupid, I know, but this once is enough. It still scares me when I think of it now. Macam convoy beramai-ramai. Except that it's not one lil' bit fun at all.

The subjects are getting tougher and tougher. Today during C Programming, I almost broke down. The stress and feeling of lost is just too much to handle. Omg. This is bad, real bad. Really need to get down to business and all those Prison Breaks, Heroes and Korean dramas gotta go for now. Got 2 more camps to go sammo. 2 freaking camps!! which I feel are pointless. Sad. Am in the midst of tests and assignments and Malam Tiong Huat is just next week. Great. Life cannot get any busier at the moment.

I wonder how is Zu Lee doing in UK. She'll be fine cos after all she's one tough and strong woman. Will definitely miss her loads and her unending energy :)

Signing off....

Those things happening here in Malaysia nowadays scares me sometimes. Be afraid, be very afraid, for one day all these foundations upon which we were all built will crumble down, and during that time, only the word of God will hold us and keep us standing. I pray that all of us will be brave to proclaim His name and that our faith will never falter.

Doz said some really profound things to me last night. He felt it in him that I am to lead in the cf here. Inspired by spirit, he said. I'm really scared and have no confidence, but the note of urgency in him and also Ruth regarding cf is... well, it makes me very kan cheong. Gosh, this is scary. He asked me to be in the committee last sem but I had declined because I was still unsure. Then this year Uncle Jeff asked me to be in, and then again, Doz.  I  asked him why and he said he just felt it in him. So, is this really why I'm here? Still trying to digest everything. Just trust him, Denis and Zeno, he said. Hmm...

Malaysia Today expresses what I feel and thought almost exactly.