Wednesday, July 22, 2009
It is hard to write a simple letter
Give Thanks
- Thank God for giving me such parents.
- Mum, you are really great and i am very proud of you. You never give up on any serious matter. Without you, I won't be here today and i won't keep on thinking improving myself. Whenever i face a problem and i have no idea what to do, i will think what you will do, then i will know what to do.
- Dad thank you for being such magnificent cook. Thank you for feeding me with all the healthy food that you cook. I know you are not good in expressing your love to us. Dad, i know, cooking for us is one of your way expressing your love. You are the fastest cook with most delicious food ever. I am grateful i grew up with your cookings. I know it is not easy to be our dad. You are great dad.
- Thank God for giving me such sisters
- Jia, you are the greatest Jia ever. I know i have been saying this so many times, but i still want to say it out loud because i really meant it. Thank you for loving me then and now. Whenever i asked my friends if their sisters treat them the way you treated me, they all tell me that my Jia really love me. You have done many sacrifices and love me like mum and dad when they are not around. Thank you Jia. I love you.
- Nong, thank you for being yourself. You are really great in expressing yourself. Forgive me for not loving you as much as Jia. You gonna be okay. Don't worry about the job or the future. Just do your very best and leave the rest to God. God will settle them for you.
- Onge, thank you for growing up so fast. I can't believe that you've grown up and is now an adult who can make your own decision without us worrying about you. Forgive me for not able to give you whatever you want. I will try my best to be a better sister in the future.
- Thank God for giving me Mr Ang. Mr Ang, thank you for being there for me anytime, anywhere, anyhow. Thank you for listening to all my grumbles and complaints. Thank you for not neglecting me. Our relationship has come to 3rd year but you still love me as if we were in our first year. Thank you for putting up with all my bad temper and silly attitudes. Thank you for not fooling around with me but giving me good advices and reasonable reasons whenever i complain. Thank you for being so rational. Thank you for completing my another half.
- Thank you God for giving me such good future-Mother-in-law. I know it is too early for me to say this and some people just think it is bad luck to mention this so early. I don't believe in luck. I do believe in hardwork. I believe that if i do my job as a daughter-in-law, my mother-in-law will love me as the way she loves her son. Thank you auntie for not hesitating of telling me what is in your mind. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for thinking of me whenever it is appropriate. I will love you as i love my own parents.
- Thank you God for giving me such bosses. Thank you all the doctors for treating me as good. Thank you for tolerating my naive knowledge. Thank you for the never-stop-teaching attitude. Thank you for giving me chances to learn. Thank you for giving conveniences. Thank you, you will always in my mind.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Our Pet, Rabbit
I am watching Grey’s Anatomy, the episode which George O’Malley’s dad died. It was touching and it reminds me of my little pets last time.
We used to have white rabbits as pets last time. We had a couple, a male and a female. They mated and gave birth to small rabbits.
Rabbits have short pregnancy period. Thus they can get pregnant really fast after the first delivery.
We (Jia and I) were not good in taking care of babies. I forgot how many baby rabbits were delivered but i remembered they all died. When it only left the last one to survive, we were so scared that the baby rabbit will die half way through our sleep, we took the baby rabbit sleep with us, in our room. Not the sleeping together type but with the baby rabbit in a small basket and we were just nearby. As expected, the last baby rabbit died too but at least it died when we were around. We hugged it and cried. It was gone too soon. We didn't even named it yet! We didn't even know it was a he or she. We hugged until it was cold. We still hugged it and it still smelled like milk when it died. I miss you, baby rabbit.
My loitering spot in ISH
The hospital that my clinic located is a private hospital and i am not working for the hospital. I am working for the doctors of one of the clinics in the hospital.
During lunch time, i normally will spend some time at a fruit shop in the hospital. Beside the fruit shop, there is a hearing aid shop, a mini market, a first aid equipment shop, a bakery and a cafeteria in the hospital.
The owner of the fruit shop is Uncle Koh. He is a retiree. He worked as a primary school headmaster last time, just like my dad. I like to talk to Uncle Koh. He likes to tell jokes and sometimes we chit chat. Sometimes, he will give me some extra fruit when i buy from him. He has 2 other helpers whom i spend time with.
This is how the fruit shop looks like from the inside. The lady in blue is Barbara. She is very cute. She has big size body but she is a very nice lady.
This is my favourite fruit of all. It is ciku, in case you don't know what it is. I love the sweetness of it. Luckily it is not available everyday, if not, i will go broke buying them each day!
I went out with them yesterday for steamboat buffet at a place called Kon Shong restaurant. Comment for the steamboat buffet is just so so. Nothing special.
This is Carol, one of Uncle Koh's helper.
This is Kelly, another helper of Uncle Koh. Beside her is a guy who has been loitering around at the fruit shop, like me, whenever it is lunch time.
I also went out with Ummi and Yati again to Asam House. It is quite a nice place with nice food. But cannot go too often because the prices are also quite NICE!
These were two of the dishes that we ordered. There was another soup, si chuan soup. I was too hungry to gallop the food. So, no si chuan sopu photo.
Ummi, the most hungry one among us, busy galloping her food.
Desperate Dream
I wake up very early in the morning in order to catch the bus to Ipoh, thus i am quite tired the whole day. I went to the bed that night right after i had my light dinner. I dreamt. It was a happy dream. I dreamt that Tania’s result is out and she passed. One of the junior who is supposed to replace my place in Ipoh here also passed. I was so happy. i was thinking, finally i can shift back to KL. But ceh, it was just a dream.
Home Cooked Food
I love home cooked food. I don’t really fancy restaurant food. If I had taken outside food for a few days straight on, i will long for home cooked food, simple yet nice, with no heavy-taste gravy. Sometimes, a simple and plain porridge will satisfy me.
However, since I move to Ipoh, i have not had the chance to do some home cook. This is because; it is quite hard to cook for one person. Mr Ang knows what I want. He always doesn’t like me to cook when i am back in KL. He doesn’t want me to spend time cooking. He wants me to accompany him and spend time with him. He likes me being around, within his vision, even though we are not doing any talking. He doesn’t want me to get tired from the cooking. Thus, whenever i am back to KL, he will try his best to bring me around to have home cooked meal or have his mother’s cooking whenever she is around. Auntie’s cooking is nice. Of course not as good as my dad’s. Daddy, don’t worry, you cook the best home cooked ever, now till forever.
Normally, i will help auntie to prepare some vegetables, ie cutting or washing them. It is always not nice to eat and not helping around. Auntie is understanding. She knows i love home cooked food, she will try her best to cook if she is not tired. Well, auntie is not working but with her age and some illness, i understand. I will try to cook for her in the future.
Transformer, here i come!
I went back to KL last weekend. It was a 2-week-ahead plan. The last time when i went back to KL, Mr Ang said i must go back to KL to watch the Transformer2 with him.
He is like that. I told him it is ok for him to watch it with other people because i am not around to watch it with him. Sometimes, by the time i am in the mood to watch a movie or i have the spare time, it was too late either to make a booking or the movie was not on screen anymore. Thus, Mr Ang said, this time, no matter what, I must accompany him to watch it. He even said NO to his movie buddy and save the movie for me.
However, as usual, we faced some troubles watching it. He was too late to make a booking for the movie at night time. Why night time? I have no idea. Can somebody explain to me why the cinema always packed with people, back-to-back, especially on Friday and Saturday NIGHT time? Why not noon or afternoon?
At first, Mr Ang had given up because all the tickets for night time had sold out. For the last resort, he booked the tickets for noon time, 12noon. Thus, he had to sacrifice a few hours of his sleep. But it worth it, the movie was great. Thanks Mr Ang. Oh, i saw the preview for Land Of Lost. It was hilarious. I am gonna watch that next time! Mr Ang, you hear me? LAND OF THE LOST! Kakakaka...yaahoo......
OK, I admit, I am a Durian Lover Stage IV!
Hi, my name is Bibiana and i am a durian lover stage IV.
I love durian but i never know that i am a stage IV durian lover until today! I was planning to eat another round of durian. Just like what i did last time; get a container, ask people to open the durian for me and i’ll put in the durian and dabao back.
Though i love durian, i won’t take them if it is not the season because it would be expensive then. I am a stingy person. I won’t spend more than RM10 for anything that i think not worth it. So today i got the durian for RM10 again. The only difference is, there were not 3 durians, there were 5 of them! No, wait, maybe 6! I lost my count! I was too concentrating to grab the durian seed and put them into the container until i forgot to count exactly how many i bought. Eventually, my container wasn’t big enough so they give me a plastic bag. I was thinking, walau eh, so many durian and i am gonna eat them all by myself! I don’t even dare to tell them because i am 99% sure that they think i got them for my whole family. Don’t worry, i am not gonna eat them all in a day, i like them froze and i’ll take them just like normal fruits, bit by bit, day by day. Hey can’t blame me, my dad is a durian lover so it is perfectly okay for me to be a durian lover. Like father like daughter mah...kakakaka...
Oh, do you know that some people can take durian with white rice? For them durian is just like a side dish. Bluek, that is just too gross. Some people like to peel off the durian flesh and preserve it with salt so that it can be kept for some time. What are they going to do with it? They will scoop out at least 2 scoops each time and stir fry it with some shallots, garlic and dried anchovies. All you have to add for seasoning is some sugar. Know why i know this dish so well? Because my mum loved it and i am the one who cook it every time. Every single time! Please NOTE, i only cook i don’t eat. No comment for that dish. (My mum loved it, what do you expect me to say?!) Oh, by the way, they call preserved durian tempoYAK. (If you noticed why i have 3 letters in block, that is my feeling towards the dish. Don't tell my mum)
I am not from a rich family. My mum and dad are hardworking people. They are not irresponsible people. They are not the kind of parents who would resign their job just like that without any backup. Mum is still working and dad is a retiree. I think they have done their best. I thank them for that.
Thus, my sisters and i were not brought up in a very luxurious way neither were we mistreated. Mum and dad fed us with nutritious food though not shark fin and abalone. In my place (Sarikei), hotdog is not an existence food. Why do i say so? Because, we came first, not the hot dogs. Hot dogs only appear in the market at my hometown when i was in my primary school. When the first hot dogs appeared in the supermarket, we begged mum to buy for us. We always think that the hot dogs must taste really really good as what we always see in TV. When mum bought, we always thought that it could only be cooked in grilled method, thus, in order to have the grilled effect, we stir fry it with very little oil in the pan. You know, when you put very little oil, the fire must be quite slow if not, you’ll burn them easily. So, can you imagine how long it took us to cook the hot dogs? How naive we were! Of course, people get lazy and smarter, so eventually we found out many methods to cook the hot dogs; fry with eggs, deep fry, hot dog fried rice/mee/mihun/kuey tiow, etc,etc. We even sick of eating the hot dogs because mum cooked it almost every day as it was one of the simplest, fastest, least troublesome dish.
Then, the first KFC appeared in my hometown. We were so excited that we made some rules. Rules were, anyone who got good results should spare a treat to KFC.
I was in transition year back then. Malaysia somehow had a stupid rule that all Chinese stream primary students should go for a year of transition before they go to Form One. What was the reason? Because you were Chinese educated, thus you must learn sharpen your basic before you go to Form One, if not, you will struggle a lot. If you want to straight away jump to Form One, you must take UPSR exam from Malay stream, If you at least got a C for both Karangan and Pemahaman, then you can JUMP to Form One.
I mean what kind of rule is that! I was quite confident that taking Malay stream exam was not a big problem but i was discouraged by my headmaster because according to him, if i really get poor result, my result will decrease the passing percentage. Walau eh, when i think back, i really thought that was a silly excuse. Ok, enough about all the regrets and frustration. oh, did i tell you that i am a year older than the same badge as i am? Why? Because of the stupid Transition year la! ok ok, really enough about the stupid stories.
So, back to the story when i was in transition year. Since i was quite confident that i was quite good, my theory was proven when i got number 1 throughout the year. No one can beat me. (MJ sang "Beat it, just beat it", yeah that's what i mean! Mind you, it is NOT "pilih, dah pilih", hahaha) I was in position one for each semester and my percentage was more than 80% each time. Well, nothing to be proud of, i was a BIG fish in a really small pond. Thus, when i got number one each time, mum will have to treat me and my sisters to KFC or Sugarbun and i will be the person to control all the food, such as, who get the drumstick, how many pieces of chicken each should take, what to order, etc. I still remember Jia drove us (Nong, and I) to the Sugarbun once and end up with a summons because she was caught for not on the car light. That was one of the experiences which contribute to my phobia toward policemen.
I think another reason for me to scare in traffic officers was the Shell game. I joined the Shell game before which was a traffic game; you are a cyclist when cycle with a bicycle, you are a driver when you drive with a small size car, you are pedestrian when you walk, you and your teammates drive/cycle/walk in a small park which decorated to simulate a town, there are traffic officer everywhere, thus if you offend a traffic crime, you will be given a summons.
Me and my teammates were good. We practiced almost every day. We skipped our studies, we cycled so far to the simulated park to practice, we practiced under the sun until we become little red Indian. Eventually, we were paid back with what we’d practiced. We got number one. We almost got full mark. We only got deducted for 1 point because i was summoned by the traffic officer. Yep, i am the only one who got the only summons in the team. Well, who cares, in the end, we still represented my small little town (Sarikei) to compete with other town in Sarawak and i was no longer the person who got the most summons! That’s me! God is really great. He always let me taste the bitter bit before He let me face the true challenge. In that way, i learn how to face bigger difficulties. I love God for that! For punishing me a bit before the real punish falls on me.
I am MOTIVATED!!!
Today, i went for a jog at a park near the hospital. They call the place Polo Ground. My colleagues are very naughty. Well, i don’t blame them because they are working in a GYN & OB clinic. Thus what they think would not beyond what they have been doing. The minute i told them that i want to jog at Polo Ground, they straight away told me that, at night time, all the cars there will tend to move. I was quite scared because the park is almost surrounded by cemeteries. But, what they really meant is, the cars tend to “move” or “shake” due to what people is doing inside the car. Yep, you know la, those people who are so desperate but at the same time cannot afford to get a room one leh. Then i asked, the police not doing anything about it meh? Nope, all the police close both their eyes. Then i know,why and where some of the unmarried pregnant ladies from. Ergh...disgusting!
The park is a nice place and it is quite big and fully facilitated. There is a place for bicycle riding, feet reflexology, picnic, football, sprint, etc. There are some hawker stalls beside it too. They said the laksa kedah is nice. Well, i was thinking of taking some pictures of the park but since it was my first time there, i would like to have another reason for me to go there again. If not, i just couldn’t get my ass up for another jog.
It was actually Ummi date me there. I never worry about Ummi because she is all good being alone. She can take care of herself really well. Tania was thinking the other way around. She always worries about Ummi and she always thinks that Ummi will be kidnapped or lost or something else. Umm is a tough girl. However i didn’t see her just now. I think we just don’t have the luck to meet each other. Never mind, there is always next time.
Something really strange happened yesterday. One of my colleagues lost her car. She and a few other hospital employees park their cars somewhere near but not under hospital premises. However, only her car was stolen. In the end, i gave her a ride home. Then, the next day, other colleagues told me that her car was not stolen, it was towed actually due to no car loan payment for months and this happened before. She really good in telling others that her car was stolen! OGK. Sometimes, i think better not to have any kids at all if you are not thinking of giving them the best.
Oh, just wanna update you all about my course in Penang in April. I just got the group photo.
I believe i might be one of the youngest among all the attendants and i am very glad to attend the course. I really learn a lot.