Beautifully Imperfect.

"May you never steal, lie, or cheat. But if you must steal, then steal away my sorrows, and if you must lie, lie with me all the nights of my life, and if you must cheat, then please cheat death because I couldn’t live a day without you."

You know when you were little, there would be all these seemingly simple, childlike even, questions you had in your mind. And in your teeny voice, you would go, "Mommy, why something something something something one?" (Well, I always asked my mother questions, not my dad, for some reason or other.)

And the simplest question sometimes could seem like a Harvard-worthy or SAT question to your parents. Why is the sky blue? Why does B come after A? How come dogs have four legs? Where do babies come from?

(Okay, so that last one isn't something that can't be answered, more like parents choose not to answer it correctly -_-)

But let me tell you, last weekend, I heard the winner of all winners of questions we can't answer. It was at Vincci, Mid Valley.

Auntie: (two pairs of shoes in her hand) "Miss, can you take size 5 for these, please?"
Salesgirl: (examines shoes) "Sorry Miss, this one no size already."
Auntie: "...WHY?!??"


I walked away, biting my tongue, trying not to laugh.

The funniest moment out of three hours in the early morning yesterday. Of course, there were more, but unfortunately this is all I can remember right now besides giving Drew shit about his DVD-seller hairstyle, and giving Wei Soon shit about his floral shirts - yes, he still hasn't grown out of them yet despite being mistaken as one of the waiters at Ming Tien - and a whole hoard of other things, giving Joseph shit about the Monash shirt he practically lives in, and well, being nice to Paul cause he's Paul. (Somehow or other, he just never ever kena-s!) And this is too funny not to be recorded down for life. It probably won't be funny if you hadn't been there, but this is gonna be just for memories' sake.

[Somemore one of the best friends in Melbourne complains I don't blog anymore... when she doesn't even come online. Ahem ahem.]




At Murnis (which btw, has awesome Maggi goreng! I never knew till now because we keep on ordering all the funky stuff each time.)

Mary: "Eh Drew you want some? Take la."

Me: "Eh yeah eat first la. Dunno where your naan is also."

Wei Soon: (inches closer) "Ahem, you all should offer the people that... matter right?"

Mary, me: (simultaneously nodding) Orrhh. Paul, you want some?"


LOL. And everyone erupts into laughter. Except Wei Soon laa maybe.

I swear it was so in unison, and so in sync, and totally unplanned. In fact, the fact that it was funny was probably because we said it together, right on cue, without missing a beat. Either a, Mary and I spend too much time together, or b, we missed Wei Soon so much that we have an entire year's pent-up... loooove to show him. Haha. It's gotta be both, I think.

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Peace la, brother!

One down, three too many to go. :(

I'm in the library on a nice, sunny-looking Saturday morning at 9:16 a.m. How pathetic is that? Well, at least, this is the last weekend I'll be spending here. Thankfully. I don't know how many more weekends of the Monash library I can endure before pulling all my hair out.

It's not that it's bad. Granted, it's a lot more quiet than home because the rambunctious kids are around there, but it still gets annoying when people don't respect the silent areas. In Monash Caulfield, the quiet areas were completely noise-free. A pin could drop and you'd still hear it. But nooo, not here. And you know what's the stupidest thing? It's the studious looking people who talk the most, without even trying to whisper. That's what gets to me. If you have to talk, have the decency to keep it to a low level.

There was this one girl, walking around all day sneezing and sniffling with a piece of tissue paper up her nostrils, who carried on a whole long conversation with some friend about how she brought all her books but didn't study and yada yada yada and it went on for a whole five minutes in the loudest, most obnoxious tone ever. I got so annoyed that I went for a toilet break. When I came back, she was still at it, and people around them were shooting them dirty looks and nope, they were still being oblivious.

So, I looked down at my notes and went, "SHHHHHHHHHH!"

Silence, followed by both of them looking around to see who did it.

Yes, I'm such a bitch. Monash library should hire me to do the job which none of their librarians bother to do.

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My CPU died yesterday morning. Nobody can figure out the cause of its death, poor thing. The second brother, who is the family computer doctor-slash-pathologist (Haha, that's what watching Forensic Heroes II on Astro on Demand will do to you; which by the way Kevin Cheng is so hot like whoaaa.) dismantled the entire thing, poked and prodded for about an hour and still couldn't find out the reason for its demise.

And all throughout the process, the sister-in-law and the older brother kept on telling him not to bother, not to fix it.

"Darling, why are you continuing to fix it? Just tell your father cannot fix laaaaa, then your sister can get new comp okay!"

"Yalah David... just tell Papa cannot la. Then Wen can buy new CPU.. 320gb, Core 2 Duo... (goes on and on and on with the excitement of building a new CPU)."

Hahaha, Papa should never ever read this.

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The boys got back their report cards yesterday, which reminded me of how we used to write down our top three ambitions every year last time in some book. They don't do it anymore, which prompted me to ask them what they wanted to be when they grew up.

"Boys, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

Joel, almost immediately, says, "I want to be like my daddy... engineer!"

Aaron thinks for awhile and then goes, "I know! I want to be a scientist... but my maths also very good wor. How leh?"

Vanessa smiles shyly, "I want to be a teacher next time."

Joshua raises one eyebrow, and stares back at me with his huge eyes, "...Wen Kor, grow up for what?! For what?!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

After much prodding, we find out that he wants to be a "race-car driver, or a postman... no, no, a policeman!"

LOL. His words, not mine.

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Edit:

OMG. IRRITATING TISSUE PAPER GIRL WHO WON'T SHUT UP AND HER FRIEND JUST WALKED PAST! Thankfully, they booked a discussion room this time. Heh.

So everyone's favourite blur friend turned 21 on Friday, and thanks to his mom, who'd been conspiring with Laura and his cell group to throw him a surprise celebration, we had a blast on Thursday night. I hope he did too, although I'm sure his fun was a lot wetter than ours was. Hee. Michelle also blogged about it here.























The rest of the night was spent playing Taboo and explaining the efficient frontier and the CAPM to Josh who brought along his Investments textbook. Yes, do it together with me now. Dash-underscore-dash.


Taboo, as usual, never stops bringing the laughs, anywhere, anytime.




"Uhh, another word for something like carpet..?"

"Rug!"

"...on the ground one..."

"MAT!" - Andrew

"YES YES! Okay and then..."

"Mat?"

"YES YES KEEP YOUR WORD KEEP YOUR WORD!! And then what's another word for we... *inserts lots of hand gestures here*"

"Huh?"

"What's that?"

"We?"

"Something like we... *inserts more funny circular hand gestures*"

"...our?"

"YES OUR!"

"Huh?"

"Our?" - Mel

"OKAY NOW YOU KEEP YOUR WORD! KEEP AHH!"

"WTF?"

"What word?"

"Huh?"

"Aiyo Joshuaaaaa!"

"...and then right.. Umm.. okay okay, when you play Monopoly, you collect $200 when you pass...?"

"GO!" - me

"YESSSSSS!!!!! *getting very excited* OKAY OKAY NOW ONE TWO THREE!!!!!! *points to me, Mel and Andrew in succession* ONE TWO THREE!!"

"WHAT?"

"ONE TWO THREEE!!!"

"HUH?!"

"What one two three?!"

"Go...our...mat?"

"What mat?"

Needless to say, we didn't let him describe anything else after that. Lol. He also previously tried to get us to guess "orchid" to lead us to say "orchestra". Right.

So, I've basically been reclusive (and will be for the next three weeks or so, unfortunately) and cramming in the cold, cold confines of the Monash library with many trips to the toilet because I have a small bladder it's freaking cold in there. I wonder why my tolerance for cold is deteriorating; I amaze myself when I think back on how I survived 3 whole months of winter and rain and wind in Melbourne.

The LDP hasn't been kind to me lately, though. Jam jam jam jam. Took me forty five minutes to get home on what could sometimes take only fifteen minutes. I thank my lucky stars that I don't drive a manual or else my legs would've died somewhere between the twentieth to twenty-fifth minute, crawling along the cable bridge.

Got home all tired and cranky and hungry, and the mother drops a bombshell in the form of her signature unassuming humour.


Mummy: (rambles on and on about some new university campus)
Me: (eating dinner and not really listening)
Mummy: Eh girl ahhh, what's the name of that guy ah? There, the guy who founded Limkokwing?
Me: ...Err, Lim Kok Wing? -_______-"


HAHAHAHAHA.

And you all wonder why I'm so blur sometimes.

I just got an MMS from my brother and Eve and look who it is! Awwww.

Mum: AIYO SUCH A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE BABY BOYY!
Me: Yeahhh I know, so cute right. Omg.
Mum: Aiyo his nose is so nice and sharp. And his ears are so nice. And his forehead also so nice!
Me: o.O *squints at handphone* How can you even SEE ALL THAT?


Lol!

I just would like to welcome little Jayden Tan into the huge boisterous family. This little one is going have to hold his own very well against all the other little rascals in my family, but something tells me he's going to fit it just perfectly. Mother and son are perfectly healthy, praise God. Tai Kor called back later to say that Eve had complications. Internal bleeding and her blood pressure kept on going down - she was in the operating theatre for more than three and a half hours for what should only have taken an hour. That was really, really scary. Thank God she's out now and hopefully doing okay. Baby Jayden is doing great.

Ugh. The Internet at home is not working. It hasn't been working for five days now, I think, and it's annoying the crap outta me. I feel so shut off from the rest of the world without Internet, lol. Apparently our landlady has called Telstra, and they claim that there's nothing wrong with the line on their side. Sheesh. Well, we're not getting any Internet on OUR side - isn't the customer always right?

So, as usual, I'm sitting in the library, getting my fix of the World Wide Web.

Got the job, as I said in my previous post. Went for an induction, which was basically just filling out tons of paperwork and Tax File Number stuff and signing contracts and receiving employee handbooks and stuff like that. I really wonder if shop assistants in Malaysia go through all these. Ching was pretty surprised when I told her that I needed to send in a resume for this job. And ironically, right after that, we went grocery shopping in QV, and saw that even the position at the bakery required you to send in a resume.

We surprised Zhen Han on Saturday with a belated birthday dinner. Adam came from Frankston to be our accomplice, and bring Zhen Han out of the house so that the four of us could prepare dinner. Woke up early in the morning, and Yao, Serena and I made our way to Springvale to buy the veggies and meat, while Mel stayed at home because the cleaners came, and also to make sure that the two guys got out of the way so we could have the house to ourselves.

Came back at 1 plus, and surprise surprise, they were still at home, playing some computer game. Well, too bad, we started cooking, and Zhen Han didn't even come out of the room one bit. Hah. Finally, they left to have lunch at about 4 in the evening (Yes, lunch) and then to Princes to play pool, and we all rushed around finishing the dinner.

Yao - whom if you all haven't already gathered - is a fantastic cook, so she was obviously in charge of the main dinner while the rest of us helped out. Let's see what we had - chicken wings in mui choy, wintermelon & lala soup, sliced beef and tomato stir-fry, an assortment of mixed vegetables, and dried tofu strips with chilli and cabbage. Everything sounds weird typed out in English but you only need to know one thing - it was damn good. Lol. I made honeymelon sago again, and Nutella cheesecake (which disappeared in two days, so it feels very satisfying for me). Hee.

We switched off all the lights when Adam msged to say that they were on their way back, which I suppose did seem a little fishy because our house is never ever pitch black. We don't pay the electricity bills so we don't really care about conserving energy. So, yeah, that was suspicious, and plus, when they opened the door, the first thing they smelt was food.

Zhen Han: (mumble mumble mumble something about where everyone is) Is this a surprise?
Us: (at the same time, we switch on the lights) SURPRISE!

-_-" Damn cha tou.

But all in all, he looked a litttttlllleeeeeeee bit surprised, so I guess it didn't turn out that bad. And of course, Yao's cooking was fantastic, so we were all very full and satisfied at the end of the night. Finished off dessert with the two bottles of white wine sitting in the fridge and then went out to get more beers and drinks and played poker. Yes, I finally know how to play poker. Hee. I must've been the only eighteen year old person on the planet who doesn't know, but now I do. And I even know a few different kinds of poker now. I feel so enlightened, heh. Although I can deal better than I play, no thanks to the guys because everyone else went to sleep and they needed a dealer. Sheesh.

Ooh, and exciting stuff - will be going off to Mt. Buller this coming Saturday. Which is like in what, two days time? Just knew about it only yesterday, so it feels even more exciting because it's pretty last-minute and all. Timing's pretty good actually, since I actually bought a beanie yesterday on a whim. Hah.

Nothing much else that's going on. Mel and I made a list of things to do before leaving Australia just now during Performance Measurement lecture, so hopefully we get at least 80% of those things done, if not all. I suppose I'll be starting work soon. And yes, as usual, I didn't get the Taxation Law lecture this morning. I'm so screwed.

Hopefully the bloody Internet comes back sooner rather than later. Talk to you guys then!

Papa called again yesterday, just five minutes after I finished talking to my bro, Su, Jo and Josh on Skype. Talk about coincidence. Was rather surprised because my parents don't usually call on weekdays.

Directly translated from Cantonese, so it might sound rather odd-

Papa: Wen ar, when is Ching Ching going back to Australia? (Yes, my parents call Ching, 'Ching Ching'. :P)

Me: I think twenty-something of this month kua. Why?

Papa: No lahhh, do you want a new phone? Can ask her to bring it back there for you.

Me: (speechless) ...why suddenly so good?

Papa: Bought one phone, quite suitable for you. Got 3G, and a lot of other features, big memory, bla bla bla...

Me: (wary, because I've been grumbling about my old phone since last year, and he keeps on telling me to wait till I go home) ...why suddenly buy phone for me?

Papa: (pauses) So I ask Ching Ching to bring for you, okay?

Me: But why suddenly buy phone for me?

Papa: (ignores my question) I charge for you first, okay?

Me: ...OHHHH. You bought a phone for YOURSELF and then don't like and then give me is it?

Papa: (sheepish laughter) No lah, on second thoughts, the phone is better for a young girl like you. So give you lor.

Me: (laughing) Must be too high-tech, you don't know how to use la.

Papa: (finally admits it) YALAH. So many functions, don't know what to press.


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I so knew it. Lol. But oh well, who's complaining? Not me, that's for sure. I'm just curious on which model it is, though. My dad couldn't remember. All I gathered, was just that it's a slider, like my previous phone, has 3G, and is a Samsung.

Results either out today or tomorrow! EEP. I'm actually feeling very sick to the stomach, everytime I think about it. It was my first time taking finals in a whole different country, in a whole new different environment. Is the marking the same? I know Monash is supposed to be standardised world-wide, but I can't help but feel a little tinge of fear.

What if I left out an entire question? What if I answered a question completely off-topic? What if I fail stupid, annoying AFF2851 and have to do it all over again? What if I fail everything and they have to send me home to Malaysia? OMG.

Dammit. If I fail, I'm sure Papa is going to change his mind about the phone. BOO.

I can't for the life of me understand what was so special about last weekend, but apparently England footballers found it to be very special indeed. Four, yes, four of them tied the knot. John Terry on Friday, Gary Neville, Steven Gerrard and Michael Carrick on Saturday. I mean, yes, I know it's off-season, but surely there could be other weekends other than that one? Heh. Talk about off-pitch rivalry, making everyone choose which wedding to attend. Lol.


John & Toni Terry.


I'm very amazed at how quickly the magazine hit the stands. It was out, say maybe three to four days after their wedding? They sold their wedding picture rights to some magazine like how David Beckham did.


The couple with Ashley & Cheryl Cole, and Rooney & Colleen.


Picture of Frank Lampard in a suit, especially for Mary.


Michael Carrick and his high-school sweetheart Lisa Roughead. Lol, that guy's hair on the right, looks like a mop.


Gary with Phil's son. Aww. Phil was his best man.


Gary & Emma Neville.


I like her flowers and her dress... and her husband.


Sigh. Wedding pictures are so sweet.


I couldn't find any pictures of their wedding, so I suppose they also sold the rights to their wedding photos to some gossip magazine like John Terry, just that it hasn't hit the press yet. Should be out soon.


She kinda reminds me of Paris Hilton. Whether that's a good thing or bad, you decide.

And while we're on the topic of weddings, here's two excerpts on David Beckham's wedding from his biography and Gary as his best man.

"The next morning, I was pacing about in the corridor getting myself nervous about what lay ahead. I found myself outside Gary's room and I could hear talking. He couldn't be on the phone: there wasn't one in the room. The stone walls of the castle meant he'd be lucky to get decent reception on his mobile. I couldn't help wondering what he was up to. I opened the door as quietly as I could. Gary was standing there in front of the mirror, holding a can of deodorant in front of his face like a microphone, practising his speech. I knew how he was feeling, of course, after the time I'd had the night before. But I burst out laughing anyway. Gary did too. It was going to be a big day all round. I realised how seriously he was taking it when the manicurist arrived. And I was honoured: Gaz had waited for my wedding day to get his nails done for the first time in his life."

"And then, to Gary: without me knowing, my best man had asked Victoria to lend him one of her sarongs. By the time we got to his speech, everybody had had enough wine to be right in the mood. I didn't have a clue what he was going to say. Or do. It was a good start, anyway, him standing up wearing this sarong. Gary was really funny, although maybe the funniest thing of all was by accident. Every time he cracked a joke, he forgot to take the microphone away from in front of his mouth. What happened to all that practice with the can of deodorant? It meant you could hear Gary giggling away to himself at his own jokes. He was as nervous as I'd been, but Gary was great. The whole day was."

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Their BFF-ness is too cute. But Becks was too busy playing his last match for Real Madrid and didn't make it to Gary's wedding. How can?

Click here for a more pat-kua write-up on the four weddings over that weekend and have a moment of silence for Mary, Sharm and I for the loss of Terry, Gerrard and Neville.

Okay, decided to take advantage of glorious, glorious Internet today and post self-indulgent pictures. Whaaaat? Shut up. -_-

Two Fridays ago at Amber for Nelson's twentieth and this other guy, Phillip's. :) I have no idea how old Phillip is, though.


I wore my pretty new 50% off Jap-like-print dress from Cotton On. Hee.


Yeah, kinda not very me, but it's so purdy. *beams*


Me, Mel and Stephanie, who is Siokkwan's friend. Such a small, small world. She looked familiar when I met her, and when I said my name was Wendy, she peered closely and me and asked, "Are you from Taman Sea?". And then I peered closely, and she looked like Stephanie (Siokkwan: "If you see a tall girl named Stephanie; she very nice one!"), and everything clicked into place. Lol.


Joachim, Mel and I.


When it's your birthday, do like the other birthday boys do. Drink up! Lol, I don't know who that other dude in the picture is, but he looks so determined. Like he's going to shove the bottle down Nelson's throat if he doesn't drink.


Cake!


Alison, me, Mel and Stephanie, doing what girls do best.

And yeah...that's about all the people I knew at their table. There were another thirty odd people whom I didn't know. Amber was sooo much better than the last time round. More people, better music. Downside- creepy Indian guy who kept on following me around, strange don't-know-what-nationality-guy who insisted I must dance with him because I accidentally knocked him on the head. Oops. I can't help it if I'm a klutz.

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Two days after Amber in the city :)

Went to have lunch with the best friend and we decided to go to Vic Market so she could buy veggies and I could bask in the yit lau-ness of Vic Mart. (I think my English is deteriorating, because I can't think of anything English word to replace yit lau. Die.) Had yummy laksa, and in retrospect, it probably wasn't all that spicy, but I found it spicy. Because my taste buds haven't had a good flaming, burning, spicy workout in ages. How am I going to go back and enjoy Maybank nasi lemak after this year, if that's the case? How?

Went back to her place all full and bloated and lazed around for a bit, watching two eps of Grey's. Left for Target soon after and met up with Ching's friend from VU, Hon Wai. Hon Wai shopped more that one time at Target than I did for the whole month of May. Yessssssss. That makes me feel very good. Lol. I know I didn't stick to my resolution, per se, but at least I minimised it? Hee.


We saw this while waiting for the elevator. Two guys took the big exercise ball out, probably from the gym, and started volleyball-ing it back and forth. Lol. Xue, you taught them your hand tennis, is it?!

Took a tram up to Flinders where there was the jazz fest at Fed Square. Sat down, took a couple of pics, listened to one song and they ended their set. -_- Darn. For the little while that it lasted, I liked it a lot, though. Just sitting on the ground, with the weather just right, cool and breezy, mellow music, little kids innocently dancing in front of the stage. I liked.


Yes, I know you can't see peanuts in this pic, but this is the biggest size I can put up from Flickr. The next size after this makes my blog go funny. And my Photoshop is gone again so I can't resize them to the size that won't make you squint. Sorry.


The band, who has a very enthusiastic xylophonist. Lol.


Me, Ching and Hon Wai. So terrible; why is it that Hon Wai looks rosier than Ching and I? Pfft.

After our short-lived jazz fest experience, the terrible two brought me to Max Brenner. Omg, so sinful. So terrrrrrrrible. I succumbed to the temptation that is chocolate.


...but can you really blame me for doing so? *is meek*

Ate so much for lunch, and then had fondue, and theeeeeeen, went back to Ching's place and she cooked wantan mee and I ate somemore. Tsk. Rica, Hon Wai and I got into a TVB discussion and it moved on to Korean dramas and they both insisted that I MUST watch Full House and practically forced me to take the DVDs back. Haha. I'm saving it to watch during winter break so I won't get bored out of my mind. Hopefully, I don't get addicted to Korean shows after that...oh, who am I kidding, I probably will.

Quinnie: (looking at the Full House DVDs in my room, and points to the guy on the cover, saying something something something something Rain)
Me: Oh! Is thaaaat Rain? (leans in for a closer look)
Quinnie: (stares at me as though I just emerged from beneath a coconut shell) OMG, you DON'T KNOW WHO IS RAIN AR?!
Me: (indignantly) ...whaaaaaaaattttttt?


Autumn at night. I like.


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On the phone with Sukkwan on her birthday

Me: Ooh, after you study for awhile in Singapore, I think your Mandarin will be damn good.
Suki: (looooong pause, probably getting a -_-" look on her face) Your English got become damn good when you study in Australia meh?!
Me: ....good point.

Lol.

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