tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358071342024-02-28T07:29:45.834-08:00"Memories of my life""ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.comBlogger242125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-53482750245944829632018-11-09T18:47:00.001-08:002018-11-09T18:47:56.214-08:00As The Old Saying.......As the old saying "getting old with money is better then having a son". To think of it..quite true though. If you are not depentant on your children, life is so...so much better, you can actually speak louder and firmly, speak your mind answer with your head high up. Otherwise you just kept quite and said "Sorry"no matter who is in the wrong and then go to your room and cried your heart out, the feeling is always better after a good cry because I cry easy and do that all the time.<br />
The mother is always an idol in the heart of a child because they try their best to give.<br />
Into their teens...they'll ask you for opinion the mother is like an adviser during this time.<br />
Thing started to change a little when they are working and they became the mother's adviser.<br />
Great changes when they have their own kids...everything the mother suggest or do is "Old School".<br />
We as grandparent just follow instruction the maid is smarter and clever than us.<br />
How true it is...being a smart Mom, just blend in...talk when neccessry, just keep quiet and behave, thank God I can divert my attention to my 2 lovely grandsons, they are my consolation..."ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-60391944340788786922015-09-11T08:45:00.000-07:002015-09-11T08:45:34.331-07:00Life After DeathI came in here mainly because I have a little time and wanted to blog about another subject, found out I had to finish the part 3 of my" Life After Death".<br />
Well...... it was my true experience that I really want to share the few second of my death experiences. 8 yrs ago, but i'st still very clear in my mind.<br />
I felt like fainting, just drop on to my bed and next I was walking towards a very serene land fill with beautiful grass and trees I would said very inviting and relexing, I can see miles and miles of green land, not sure whether I am walking or floating, but.... there's no sign of living creature, no birds, no insect or human only me going toward the far end which I saw a big black log, somehow deep inside me I knew it was the 'Black Hole', and at the same time I also remember we use to joke about the 'Black Hole'," never walk into it and don't follow the light", that's was the first thought that came into my mind. Next I heard my Daughter telling my brother that I am dead no pulse, and I can hear my whole family was shouting and calling me. Through my this experience.... the first 30 to 60 second of death we can actually hear what is happening outside our body communication is possible at this time. This very moment....I knew I am dead and I told myself I cannot die, my daughter is not married yet and she just lost her biological father 6 months ago, she'll be very lonely....at this point I turn back and woke up, I felt like I have gone for ages, but actual facts was only less than 80 secs and that was my first after death experience.<br />
The 2nd seizure came about 90 secs after I woke up, and this time I saw 2 man dress in beige safari pantsuit like those with many pockets and flap over the shoulder, coming to take me with them, but then at the same time I also saw 3 man with back facing me standing in front of my room door fighting them off from taking me. And this time round it took me almost 2 mins to come back according to my daughter, and she thought I was gone because it took too long for my pulse to come back. The minute I woke up I asked them "who is those guys fighting in our house", my brother just grab a blanket wrap me up because I was so cold and turning blue, carry me to the car straight to the hospital. Two more seizure in the hospital but no more drama....hahaha...<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">And with that my true experience of "Life After Death" final chapter had just completed, hope you enjoy reading....Bye....</span> "ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-22928544428273155102015-06-05T01:36:00.000-07:002015-06-06T07:42:32.419-07:00True Experience Part 2<span style="font-size: large;">According to my daughter she just simply pounded on my chest to bring back the pulse, she told me latter that was just a natural reflex when my heart stop, and I came back after a minute or so. Before I could ask what happen the red light came on again, this time round there was no black hole or green land...it was a scene inside the house at the hall. There was this two guy very well dress in beige safari suit, you know those pant suit..... with many pockets and flab on the shoulder unfortunately I cannot remember the face. They were coming to take me with them. Here....I must elaborate....there were no communication but clearly known that they are here to take me with them. As they were walking towards my room I saw three man with their back facing me fighting them off not allowing those two to take me, really fighting you know..and here again my daughter was trying to revived me, and this time she thought she had lost me because it took much longer time compare to the first one for me to breath again. when I came around I kept asking "who are those people fighting in our house". The next was...feeling so very very cold and my brother wrap me with a comforter carried me to the car and to the hospital...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What really happen in the hospital didn't really register in my mind, all I know was being push from 1 room to another with all kind of scan and so on.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Honestly it didn't cross my mind at all that it was a cardiac arrest. Two more seizure in the hospital, the last one was really bad because I was about to go into the lift(according to my daughter) the nurse had to ran down to the ambulance to get the portable shock machine to revived me. Next..I was put in an ambulance off to Johor Specialist Hospital in Johor Baru where cardiac facilities is available and we reached in 90mins, normal drive will be about 1hr 45mins. <b><span style="color: red;">THUMPS UP</span></b> to the driver.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Machine was attached to me, I was very lucky that a cardiologist Dr.Shanrom was on duty waited and attended to me immediately. After checking and diagnose me as blockage somewhere near my heart, and he said it's a <b><span style="color: red;">MIRACLE</span></b> that I survived 4 seizure, many people can't even survived 3, and surgery must be done immediately, I might not survived another he said. So....the angiogram was done at 1.30am follow by Angioplasty.....just a little blockage behind my heart that bring blood in, a very small one and my heart stopped 4 time.....I was in the ICU for 8hrs transfer to the normal ward for 5days...and Viola.... here I am... relating my experience to you...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">And that's my final episode of <b><span style="color: red;"> "WHAT HAPPENED AFTER MY HEART STOP"</span></b> </span><br />
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"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-2350716656576472012014-08-02T10:29:00.000-07:002014-08-03T09:13:37.977-07:00True Experience oF...".WHAT HAPPEN AFTER MY HEART STOPPED" Part 1<b><span style="font-size: large;">This happen 7 years ago, many time I wanted to blog about it but just can't get it probably written or elaborate it well enough to read, I really want to share my experience, so you can be aware and know when a "Heart Attack" is coming before it actually attack you. I have got so much to said and explain that it have to be in a few entries, please be patient, if you have any questions I'll be glad to answer them with my experience. </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"> It was 18/2/2007 2nd day of the Lunar New Year, it suppose to be a very special day celebration for us as a Cantonese. Open house with plenty of food and not leaving out the 'Rainbow Yeesang' symbol of prosperity. It was great lunch with family and friends after prayers. Mahjong is the game that our family enjoy the most and we usually play only once a year during this time and I love it. While playing the game I was actually feeling pain on my chest off and on, thinking it was no big deal because lately I have been having on off chest pain once in a while that come and go very quickly so I just ignore it. </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Well....... was expecting 2 of my friends from KL to visit today, when they called that they had arrived Kluang I was very excited and kind of rushing to keep everything in order around the house....and my chest pain increases, starting to perspired...when they arrived I tried to act normal but the pain was starting to be unbearable and I sweat so badly that it was noticeable by my daughter she said it might be some kind of food poisoning or gastric because the pain is in the middle of my chest, she ask me to go to my room and rest, so.... nobody suspect it was a heart attack further more I'll be the last person in the family to have a cardiac problem because I am the only one that exercise almost everyday. Food poisoning will be the cause of the pain.. because of the yeesang(shashimi) we took during lunch time, conclusion. By now I was sweating furiously and breathing was rapid, felt like vomiting, tummy ache, my head spinning and the pain was so bad it's no way that I can elaborate...it's a very sharp pain kind of like someone cut you deeply with a knife, my eye was closing due to lacking of oxygen and I know I have to prolong my consciousness I cannot be breathing so fast I'll get fits, so I started to breath in and out with 5 counts. Bear in mind that my KL friends is still in the sitting room entertain by my daughter, I try to prolong with my breathing exercise and kept awake at least till my daughter come in. I really don't know how long that was... maybe 10 to 15 mins or more. I tried very hard to keep my eye open, sitting up and walked around my room because my eye was closing when I lie down, somehow I knew if I close my eye I might not be able to wake up ever again....</span><span style="font-size: large;"> Finally.... my friends left and my daughter walk into my room... almost immediately I felt on my bed and pass out. According to my her my skin color changers from the normal skin color, to red, purple and then to dark purple lastly... white foam came out of my mouth and she cannot find my pulse, my heart stop....</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">The story begin from here..<span style="color: red;">".WHAT HAPPEN AFTER MY HEART STOPPED"</span> Well...suddenly I was in this very huge piece of green land that looks like a garden but no flower just huge trees and beautiful soft grass, looks very serene and beautiful,</span></b><b><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></b><b><span style="font-size: large;">at the far end I saw this big black log or burnt tree trunk that looks like a black tunnel believed me, I was walking toward it..at the same time I heard my daughter telling my brother that I have no pulse very clearly I heard her saying "my mommy is death", very loudly my brother said "NO" and suddenly I can heard my family shouting and calling out my name. Surprisingly at this moment I told myself I cannot die.....I must not walk towards the black hole I must walk back because my daughter is not yet married and if I die she'll be left all alone... this was my real concern really, I told myself I must not walk toward the black hole, I must turn back....so I woke up feeling very very cold, and that was my first seizure. </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">It's not a joke I had 4 seizure, that means my heart stopped 4 time withing 20mins from home to hospital that very day. The 2nd seizure came just min away from the 1st one....I had more to tell you in my next entry....because it's quite late now...Oh yes...my daughter was doing CPR in her own way pounding on my chest to bring my heart beat back.</span></b><br />
<br />"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-70037177781723421322014-07-28T21:45:00.001-07:002014-07-28T21:45:09.253-07:00Not Easy....keep going...<span style="font-size: large;">It's already almost 16mths since I moved to Kuala Lumpur to stayed with my daughter to help out with the baby who is already 15mths now. So far....life here really not bad at all, apart from helping out with the baby I goes to the gym in the evening to have my own activities but...mainly to make new friends. Well...so far most of them is just 'hello, hello' and ...everybody go home after class, that's the reason why I always stay back for the next class.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Anyway...I manage to made a few who share the same interest as me. I happen to met a very nice lady and we became friend we really share the same interest, at the beginning we went for quite a number of activities like Zumba, Karaok and mountain tracking......but guess this is what you call luck and faith....she is always complaining not feeling well, and lately she had 'shingles'on her face around the eye and this made it worse for her, so..all activities had to stop...it's almost 2mths now, think she cannot handle it or accept the scare on her face...felt so sorry for her she is always in pain, if is not her head is her eye and so on, so you see my really first friend in KL.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well...not to worry I had a few more friends from the yoga class, we get along well enough..initially we'll go for coffee and snack after our class. But than.....this group drinks even if we goes to the hawker center they'll order beer. Now they goes to the pub to drink and the bill is share by the 5 of us even though the beer was very cheap when we bought it online it is still dollar and cents when you drink you also needs food right?...I am not much of a drinker, just join in for the fun, but this kind of activities cost $$, so you see.... again if is not a sick friend it is a drinking group...how la....</span><br />
"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-89802979166637607632014-07-27T00:27:00.000-07:002014-07-27T10:16:28.157-07:00Astro Flying Experience<span style="font-size: large;"> I went into 'YouTube' to look for this movie 'Heaven Is Real' and I came across many other movies except the one that I am looking for. So I just clicked on reincarnation. Watch a true story in 3 parts about a girl name Manika from India, and than on to 'Life after death'. I am a kind person who love to watch or read about the impossible true life experiences, because me too had such experiences. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Let's start with dreams....somehow everyone of us will had some kind of dream sometime, and the memories of dreams will be short life and kind of blur right? From my experience I had a few dreams that was never forgotten, and this is one of them...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Way back in the early 90's I had my first experience of 'Astro Flying' this is what my cousin said the word for such experience. One morning I woke up combing my hair and saw myself lying on bed still sleeping through a mirror, I was in shock thinking I am death and the next minute I woke up still shaking, relate this dream to my dad and he just laugh it off, after this I had few more and the latest was in June this year when I went to Penang for a short weekend trip </span><span style="font-size: large;">with my cousin and her husband. It all started....I was having my afternoon nap when I heard someone knocking my room door, and I tried to open it..somehow I just couldn't catch the knot it just when pass my hand and I can't open it at the same time I saw myself laying in bed sleeping. I was so scare that I won't be able to go back to my body, next minute I woke up all sweaty. I </span><span style="font-size: large;">related it to my cousin and she told me is call 'Astro Flying'. My cousin said if I think hard enough I can experience it even better, like flying in the universe seeing people whom had pass on...honestly....many time I had told myself, the next 'Astro Flying' I'll experiment it out of my bedroom and see how far I can go but each time I am so frighten And the experiment is forgotten.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Just wonder has any of you had such experience before?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">If some of you had follow my blog will know I had a sudden heart attack in 2007, will tell you about what happen next when my heart stopped. </span></div>
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"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-16661339747397271942014-05-12T11:55:00.002-07:002014-05-12T11:55:38.638-07:00Thunder goes on and on.......<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Nowadays it's always good weather in the morning, and...most of the time it rain in the late afternoon not only rain the thunder goes on and on and on for hours. It's so loud sometimes it woke my grandson up crying, I have to hug and rock him back to sleep, closing his ear with my hand. </span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Why is it that the lighting and thunder is so different from those good old days, it's scary at time, a sudden loud bang which echo for a very long distant. If my grandson is not sleeping I have to hug him and he'll catch me very tightly.</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">I wonder.... like the old mother's tale...." If someone did something bad or wicked will strike by the lighting", maybe someone up there knows something over in Malaysia that we don't.....hahaha</span></i></b><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><b> </b><u><b>JUST A THOUGHT</b></u></span></i>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-71480311657479234282014-05-11T00:17:00.001-07:002014-05-11T11:32:00.901-07:00A Smell That Linger...Firstly.... HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all Mommy. For me...to day.......is a day that I will somehow misses my mother much more, my Mom was a wonderful woman which I still has a lot to remember, learn and follow.<br />
As I walk into my room today, I smelt a very familiar aroma. A smell that linger in my breath every time l walked into my mom's room, now I understand that "smell", it is the smell of aging. That Chinese medicated oil. The job of relieving bone discomfort. Never knew I am already there......how time flies. Breathing in the same familiar aroma that lingers in my breath from my very own room......."ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-33832956441673794862013-12-31T01:58:00.000-08:002013-12-31T07:00:20.440-08:002013 Into 2014Woke up this morning feeling a little sad knowing that today is the last day of 2013 365 days, a year has gone, a croissant, a cup of cappuccino and flash back. It was indeed a drastic changes in my life for 2013. Given up everything in Kluang and started a new life.<br />
So.....I moved to Kuala Lumpur a day before my grandson was born, I should have came earlier but...kind of giving myself funny excuses till the very last minute, I don't know why and what that was.. maybe, scare and unsure of the new life and the out come that I am going to face or challenges. Everything was new to me over here in KL than. Finally the 2.7kg bundle had arrived safely the next day 30/4/13 and I must said I only knew it's a boy until he was born(they kept it a secret0<br />
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I was taught and learn my first road direction to the hospital, the rest are mostly through GPS...and my new life started......as a confinement lady cum grandma trying my best to do whatever I learned, through friends and books and Internet and so on...not easy because I know nuts about confinement further more, I have been staying alone for a long time and now staying as a family is totally different, trying my best to do everything right, but what's is the definitions of 'right'. anyway...I over looked that and kept telling myself I did my best,it's really not easy though...well... I manage to breezy through...sometime console myself with tears.<br />
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After the 2nd month here I joined the 'True Fittness' a gym that I went almost every evening to do what I like most exercise, from here I started to join other activities.<br />
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And so...slowly I blended into my new stage of life.<br />
It's already 8mths now....watching my grandson grow each day is the happiest happening, every new things he learned is an excitements, he had his first tooth at the 4th months<br />
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and now into his 8th months he hold to walk<br />
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on top of it his Christmas wishes came through "wishing for his other 2 front teeth" and today 31/12/13 his top teeth appear.<br />
So..that's almost my whole year of 2013 except I went for a short holiday to Hanoi with my sister and some travel mate.<br />
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Overall it was a whole Blessing and fruitful years of 2013 for me, after all staying with family is not bad at all.<br />
I must have been a very good person in my past life, having my daughter and son-in-law is Blessing it's God's gift, both are great children to me, not forgetting that bundle of joy that celebrated my Birthday,<br />
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his 1st Christmas and New Year.......<br />
And that rounds up my year 2013 and welcome the year 2014 with open arm and with more Blessing and Fruitful Year of the Horse.<br />
HERE I LIKE TO "WISH EACH AND EVERYONE A WONDERFUL YEAR AHEAD MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME THROUGH" <br />
<br />"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-74534112806912370572013-10-09T00:16:00.000-07:002013-10-09T00:16:13.875-07:00Nursery RhymesLooking at all those toys, flash cards,<br />
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Fade memories of my baby 'Girl' started to flash back. In the 70s' we don't have so many educational stuff for babies, just simple simple one like big pieces of zig saw puzzle, cardboard books, big ABC blocks maybe more, but again... that's what l can afford.back there. The most memorable was the nursery rhymes, it's almost the same kind of song, the only different was....those days come in books and l have to sang it and now come in CDs, and it's so much easier. Each time l played the CD for my grandson I sang along just like the old time singing to my baby girl, the same old songs.. like 'Rock a bye baby, Michael row the boat, Sing a song of sixpence, coming round the mountain, The happy wanderer and so on, the most memorable was the Rain, rain go away'......l used to sang my own version, it goes like that, "rain rain go away little Gladys want to play" and now..."rain rain go away little Gabbriel want's to play" it bring smile to my face with those sweet little memories of the days of my little one now taller and bigger then me.........sweetest of all.... the bundles of joy bringing laughter and happiness especially those crying sound that bring the house upside down but....still ........crazily happy over the bundles of joy.......<b><span style="font-size: large;">Both..Baby Gs.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">As I was visiting a Mun's blog <a href="http://lifeafter38.blogspot.com/2013/07/thank-you.html#comment-form">Life After 38</a></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lanansOWLNwn_CecQgHvITW6UMCvKEZ8X06NkOQarLr638SWpZLWMvR5V0X18FjO381PSNVy8NTlBiQ4GwW7VAnCKDQ1Ce4kGGSnTSQGXSNieoOyDQ0NpKCwg8yqnlvXHTdb/s1600/my+stamp+026.jpg+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" height="148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lanansOWLNwn_CecQgHvITW6UMCvKEZ8X06NkOQarLr638SWpZLWMvR5V0X18FjO381PSNVy8NTlBiQ4GwW7VAnCKDQ1Ce4kGGSnTSQGXSNieoOyDQ0NpKCwg8yqnlvXHTdb/s400/my+stamp+026.jpg+1.jpg" width="400" /></span></a><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br />and she was talking about stamps it<br />rings the bell. and she was talking<br />about stamps it rings the bell. I<br />remember 30 years ago, while I was<br />working in Singapore 'First Day<br />Cover' was one of my hobbies,<br />influence by my colleague. So....the<br />album was tucked somewhere<br />collecting dust, and here it<br />is,...ta...ta...tar...</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_XMcjwji33O1oWJynug4HPG_qCQdUoCiloQ1DCsdCah8tuJp-orWqkZUTil4tA5VOtgU3GrZxi3-Jg3tC7bwW7QLcjuAwHXEVEdLY8fFzjjUrdZjsG1MFvPU4A0PaobOlw1D/s1600/my+stamp+041.jpg+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" height="148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_XMcjwji33O1oWJynug4HPG_qCQdUoCiloQ1DCsdCah8tuJp-orWqkZUTil4tA5VOtgU3GrZxi3-Jg3tC7bwW7QLcjuAwHXEVEdLY8fFzjjUrdZjsG1MFvPU4A0PaobOlw1D/s400/my+stamp+041.jpg+8.jpg" width="400" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYI_8eiFV6y1nYim1r1edtuBep33X8R794uwMPOU202KfufTAtDEUFDKb-cxpnHwqyvvU46ZSPjp3lIwiy2faF6mnzfLEwHX6NFLR-vgi8y-lZnqklggzZOqhLk1Azl5gLy8bp/s1600/my+stamp+027.jpg+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" height="143" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYI_8eiFV6y1nYim1r1edtuBep33X8R794uwMPOU202KfufTAtDEUFDKb-cxpnHwqyvvU46ZSPjp3lIwiy2faF6mnzfLEwHX6NFLR-vgi8y-lZnqklggzZOqhLk1Azl5gLy8bp/s400/my+stamp+027.jpg+2.jpg" width="400" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28ncNY3DkkEc8BjCX29twElaRl1v-xBbyFvTuB7SuAQfs_BM13TOWkbW8AJ4lso1W2uGM2S2aFRxzmGzNdHVa0_nO-8_3LRsbzF1v4dWzSh-OgaZzgbjz9A9GqCcVW842XN2E/s1600/my+stamp+029.jpg+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28ncNY3DkkEc8BjCX29twElaRl1v-xBbyFvTuB7SuAQfs_BM13TOWkbW8AJ4lso1W2uGM2S2aFRxzmGzNdHVa0_nO-8_3LRsbzF1v4dWzSh-OgaZzgbjz9A9GqCcVW842XN2E/s400/my+stamp+029.jpg+3.jpg" width="400" /></span></a><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /> my not many 'Singapore First Day<br />Cover' collection that I would like to<br />share with you. So pretty right?<br />Imagine how time<br />flies....Phew......30years already....so fast...</span></h2>
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"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-23830222420492463802013-09-08T03:23:00.000-07:002013-09-08T03:24:13.342-07:00A Raining DayIt's either the cool weather, or something else , suddenly I miss my Mom and I felt like crying. Thinking of her once a while is normal, but thinking of her and missing her so much meaning, something must have trickle that emotion. My mind start to wonder back to memory lane and she was one woman that never complain, a very simple woman that is out of ordinary . Sometime I wish I am like her other than her looks, if I can have her character it will be superb. I wonder did she kept all her sorrow and unhappiness deep inside her or she just live and let live. I guess I have a lot to learn from her. Well....conclusion....nobody is perfect. A question, am I suppose to be myself or somebody else.....huh...."ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-31792562560873644992013-09-01T08:48:00.001-07:002013-09-01T08:53:27.531-07:00Life in Kuala LumpurLife in KL........not too bad la so far. Looking at my grandson learning news skill everyday<br />
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and giving me that cutest smile, really melt my heart and that's happiness to all grandmama, hahaha.<br />
It's already 4mths that I am here nothing much happening, beside taking care of Baby G in the day I goes to the gym in the evening basically to make some new friends, but so far I only manage to chat up with the couple that sell soya one flour below the gym. Anyway....the gym ...is not too bad, quite crowded in the evening, most of the of the machine is used so,normally I'll just join the conducted classes like 'Zumba, Body Combat and different kind of yoga about one or two hours a session just to sweat it out.<br />
Life at home is just revolve around the baby, not too bad so far, but lately he is into the 4th months and getting quite cranky and smart, but still ok la, like I said before the minute he gave me that cutie cute cute smile my heart melt.<br />
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Hello.......Hello......it had been a year since I last blogged, well, long story short talk ok!. First of all I am very happy today... got my laptop working again and an Ipad.<br />
Many things happen in this 1 whole year. I worked very hard, as you know my super maid play me out, working alone is no joke, very time consuming and worse of all I had some problem with my laptop(will blog about it latter) Keeping healthy and fit is my hobby, that means I still made time for the gym and mountain tracking<br />
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Anyway...... right now....I am officially retired, migrated to Kuala Lumpur to stayed with my <a href="http://redbabecc.blogspot.com/">daughter</a>. Well.....another new chapter of my life had just began.<br />
I have got good news for you... I am a Grandmother of a Baby Boy who is almost 2months old now and I never had enough of him, he is so cute and lovable really, for a 2months old baby, he seem to learn pretty fast, he is more like a 5mths old baby to me....hahaha<br />
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Touch down Headthrow airport London on 1/6/12 at 8.30am, when for breakfast somewhere in London because our service apartment was not ready till 11am. With our baggage we went to the underground train station(metro) to our apartment which is in Chinatown Soho after much finding and asking around we finally found out apartment it's a 3 storey apartment and I was located to the highest floor(faint), with the help of my room mate we manage to bring our baggage up. No regret though, because we had beautiful view and a big bathroom.<br />
We were be in London for 3days. So my first day in London...."London Eye, River Cruise, Tower Bridge and Oxford Street II",<br />
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3rd day, went to 'Royale Park' to celebrate the Queen's 25 Diamond Jubilee, didn't wait to see the Queen's wave because I'll be meeting my 2 cousins.<br />
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We left London for Scotland Edinburgh by train. my first sight of Edinburgh was breath taking.....it was so beautiful fairytale like, beautiful bridges with castle everywhere it's so ancient glad I am there really no regrets. Another high floor to our apartment, this time I only had my backpack with me so it's not so bad all most immediately after check in, we went for coffee down stair. A day tour for Edinburgh start the next day, we were introduce to many castle and university of Scotland, after the tour we are on our way to Glasgow another city of Scotland on our own. Will be here for a day only, so did nothing much except shopping again, and I must said there is a shoe shop sell 'flipflop' at a very good discount, I too bought some..... hehehe.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"> </span>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-86607790560124924142012-05-29T08:59:00.002-07:002012-05-29T08:59:55.996-07:00Extra Time???Sorry everybody it looks like an abandon blog. Really wish I had more time for this, so busy and tired, no helper at home no helper at the shop...only part timers, they come as they wish or like, headache...<br />
I will be going for a 3weeks holidays hopefully I have the time to blog about it.....<br />
Thank you for dropping by......<br />
<br />"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-70070850113995176602012-01-26T17:57:00.000-08:002012-01-26T21:59:12.938-08:00Inperfect ME<em><strong>The last entry ends with a "but", will blog about it now. </strong></em>
<em><strong>I first came back to Kluang 22yrs ago in 1990, incidentally my dad was sick, I started taking care of him. Sad to said he pass away a year latter, so I stay back to be with my mom and my young daughter than. Since mom pass her food stall to me, in all these years whenever my other sibling came back for holiday or festive season all welfare was on me, the food, the comfort, and I have to bear all cost. When during CNY it's about 23paxs for 4 to 5days, I am not complaining, love to have everybody home happy and jolly, cooking for them it's a pleasure when I watched them enjoying the food. </strong></em>
<em><strong>But it's always not enough, in the pass 22yrs, every others CNY someone will pick on me to quarrel, I remember the first was(don't remember which year).....mom birthday is on the 13th day of CNY on the lunar calendar, so we normally will either cooked at home or to a restaurant. This particular year my brother wanted to have the dinner at home because our family had quite a few young child so it's kind of inconvenient for children to ran about in the restaurant, as I pass the words around I was pickby my younger sister for insulting her children being naughty, was being scold so badly, we had a quarrel, this was the first.</strong></em>
<em><strong>2years latter, my elder sister scolded me for giving less angpow money to her children and more to the others. Even this I was pick and scolded on a CNY.</strong></em>
<em><strong>Another 2years latter, on the 2nd day of CNY my younger sister and her husband came to the house and scolded my brother for some matter about her son, and when my brother explain, my sister and her hubby had no reason to fight him and was embarrass, they pick on me for hearing wrong and calling the wrong person out, you know.. her husband came to the extend of wanted to bash me and that was really really a very very bad one, because I had so many guests in my open house.</strong></em>
<em><strong>Another 2years latter nothing happen because I had a heart attack on the 2nd day so no chance to pick on me. I survive 4 seizure</strong></em>
<em><strong>Another 2years latter mom's passing on, and off course many happening like sharing mom's assets.</strong></em>
<em><strong>And this year my favorite brother scolded me so badly because I scolded his grandson. He was the last person I can think of for picking on me.....so something is wrong with me...</strong></em>
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<em><strong>I had been thinking and wonder what's wrong with this family????? I felt I was and obstacle of the family never treated as one even though I had sacrifices so much trying so hard to keep the family together always doing the best for them, the comfort of the house never once complain, It's so sad that no one appreciate me. To think of it I must be the problem, if not why always me? So since I am the problem I might as well disappear, then life will be much better and happier for them, so I had decided to leave this house, and retired this year. Year of the Dragon 2012 will be my last year in my parent's house.</strong></em>
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<em><strong>I had done what I should have, taking care of my dad and mom when they are sick until they pass on, what else do I own them? And what have they done for my parent???</strong></em>
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<em><strong>Nobody is perfect, I never consider myself as perfect, but at least I tried my best to be, maybe I tried too hard, or maybe I am really not a good person, too frank, unable to be superficial......</strong></em>
<em><strong>Whatever it is, life will be better for them without me.......</strong></em>
<em><strong>Guess another chapter of my life will soon being.</strong></em>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-88612561971357326612012-01-25T17:50:00.000-08:002012-01-25T19:41:31.483-08:00My Year Of The Dragon 2012<em><strong>I planed to have a very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">relaxing</span> Year Of The Dragon. It started off with spring cleaning on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">CNY</span> eve. Went for facial appointment at 12noon, finished it about 2.45pm came home. Spring cleaning started from wet kitchen to the dry kitchen to the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">dinning</span> then the sitting room and lastly my bedroom, really.. ah...I never did so much housework in my 57yrs of life, even after the prayer at 12midnight I m still folding clothing and place them into the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wardrobe</span>, But it feel so good to see the house in such a good shape <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">hahaha</span>.</strong></em>
<em><strong>1st day of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">CNY</span>, went for tea with my sisters and at the same time waiting for my brothers to come home for reunion. Both brother arrived the same time one from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">JB</span> and the other from KL.</strong></em>
<em><strong>So we had a 2table reunion dinner in a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">restaurant</span>.</strong></em>
<em><strong>We are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Cantonese</span> so the 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> day of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">CNY</span> it's very important, we had special prayer and I cooked for the whole family, we had fun eat and chatting, laughing and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">happying</span> away, but............ will continue in my next entry.....</strong></em>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-52748543896959555312012-01-07T07:47:00.000-08:002012-01-07T08:37:32.903-08:00Starting 2012<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMho9iZp3MJb6pt9MbjdpFFOQrHD3IGex7bgEKUEDUktmwiPSY7-Iqrk4hJOXgafxuz7mgyvW2OxS6MbSzpeBJPoRjtG69cZaNm41T9W-6ylQ_1J_79qs77oq1wErDl_5MB69Z/s1600/DSC07551.JPG"></a>
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2011 was a happy year for me made many new friends, spent most of my time at the mountain, nothing fantastic happen just simple and doing things that I enjoy therefore it left me very little time for blogging also a very tired year for me. It started off with my missing Million in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">February</span> which stress me out for 17days,<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692693773152904770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrYLkepuX8hwTmjqO521sLvunyIpVr8Vf_8W6_BoJw0UZSIuQuwr8fkDunAARnkevO4kaE-_-m3IvNencprffZT0iBlaCUQY6I7IHWgSGw2nWvng5tTWrdTEL1C1FGJeMjc6Uk/s400/million+crop+1.png" border="0" />
<div>follow by my missing maid in September, the rest of the month till now is all "one leg kick" to all the work at home and I must said I am so damn lousy in housekeeping....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haizzzzzzzzzzzzzz</span>, really wish I can do better.
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<div>The year 2012 started off as a quiet count down in front of the TV with my new found little friend Wendy and Million, not that I don't have any invitation, I just want to stay home and enjoy the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">coziness</span> of my home.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692693780556232674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpcQl6tNS0HgxIrB3acJxAPfLIZvdSfefgH8sI7DnBhscqz2ReHPb0ggnrz2k74jw4L49xoCRiHuTg1YECbIH-7TUiq37BQIphKey3dp-Oq7MQixHYRLBC4N1iby3L0Nmk0-Nm/s400/DSC07547.JPG" border="0" /> I hope this year will brings me, family, daughter and son in law good health, good wealth and lots and lots of happiness, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">off course</span> the same goes to You and your Family and to all my Friends too.</div>
<div>Hope to blog about the happening in 2011 in my next entry.</div></div></div></div>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-64422171503056890952011-11-15T01:16:00.000-08:002011-11-20T07:47:52.936-08:005 Days in Hatyai<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ZrbNBDXYY7yICW2W78LmEBPPs7pNTSWWOI7nzsB7cFhdiF50L84d_n2UgzJ4H8-wmPYHc-vK4Z5zXeElsbbWNZ8ySEtGHX_Css_4ANIgoZ0JHTVKWq7MN5W0ol6LbVlxXJX7/s1600/Haadjah+12.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675243290088960546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ZrbNBDXYY7yICW2W78LmEBPPs7pNTSWWOI7nzsB7cFhdiF50L84d_n2UgzJ4H8-wmPYHc-vK4Z5zXeElsbbWNZ8ySEtGHX_Css_4ANIgoZ0JHTVKWq7MN5W0ol6LbVlxXJX7/s400/Haadjah+12.jpg" /></a>
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<div>I was in Thailand from the 9/11-13/11, nope no flood in Hatyai, flood only in Bangkok. </div>
<div>It was a 5days tour by bus starting on the 9/11 at 10.30pm stopping on the way and reached Hatyai about 1230pm. Our group consist of 21 person majorities woman with 4couple, important part was we knew each other had been to other trips together so... it was really fun.</div>
<div>Nothing to do on the first day only scouting around looking at things that we want to buy and check out the prices. As for me I don't intend to buy much, don't want to spend $$. My intention was to look for good massage and look see, look see, but still.....I must said in Hatyai it's really too tempting, 'shopping paradise'.</div>
<div>Our tour started the next day to the floating market letting out floating lantern for good blessing.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675238195921477522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIQI-WnVVAxj6a4Lhruf8qhDjoOmP-FRQrQJejilm5U9ms27t-8FtIFGEmid2OSCgDOm1EvjPkZ7gG1r7gYFND-XhK2cHD88N-C8oGohDZJ1mMVZa13EHEjYM9W-C3FICPd9h/s400/haadjah+8.png" /> It was a good experience <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675242532575841746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1mMJFHU40_RadwgP2pIPu3DtnTIE_lBjqvszEjxaQrq3pKAhkB9MyERDVXkdiwlkhVpTCZFVI9sX0-Vpa9mwXbejIkRIwagFKKYBY8YTyTqmh7gVpEo5PoK6MPYMfZPXHz33W/s400/haadjah+9.png" />I kind of like it with those small sampan selling food at 20butt.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675242543552192738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWxa6QSXmqrgmLzuXQAvLs8B_THkIkxzcQeQ4gxijDW6spwuIQTta1srM9h0JyT0VpWghflHUV52pnINdUUu3uzzVXxJSDr1_2ksC35f9GLsRYjvsCX7x9FVSD2Un12gr7qjr/s400/haadjah+10.png" /> The scene was beautiful, not only sell food,there was also small stall selling cute cute things too.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675247369999418098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8NEWru5fSNZI-8oUPBEi6BZ7iKIX7g8M8gyGUyJOLcfbWtKIaUF-OOpt8WMc5TJ_YUuKe02454EQqhgy8_BBC2UHL-lI8AJhwpHrDsUWCCYjXfzxd66NhgOl4AafPs-6Qe3M/s400/haadjah.png" /> Very crowded because 11/11/11 is the festival of the floating lantern it only happen once a year.</div>
<div>The third day was temple visiting, <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675238154439658386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBtx63RmPtAAfsAIhoy935fg-kD1gl-W-kqw35Gjdh62AbGeIL7ThD9lMDjjNFUOC2cSLvaQsRzQDw7Pk7yOAv7_5nFMDmqvK0LEBtnUhoHRZUi8Joj2Vs-QyOrEDH5Ad3ZaM1/s400/haadjah+3.png" />we visited 3 temple, <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675238163961962690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-XpitNauBGZbRSvcQ-8pPvrzbatH_ZznaSxSi91GPPJqT3ZtyQhItRvAoLvKTHBsuzzwI4N5qh9CA0AV_4QxJI9x78yQyN7a6xO_bhZj_zvEby5KozfPg4NBduEOsJpngVtSX/s400/haadjah+4.png" />don't know what's the name, it seem all the temple sound the same to me, hahaha. Oh yes...I saw this pretty cat in one of the temple,<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675242558467825090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXWutcsr6McEdos15FXmvfWszTD1gfP_2QcZfC0zoOro_2XgjwxHUFmbqi1DhqomrZAc3LzlXfuoyUoyyO8l6cmwUlOe5Br2V5i4ci63fJevAfeGeO2WPN4303_IkHGheSksLd/s400/haadjah+11.png" /> at first we thought it was a statue the cat was so still stareing at the tree I think there is a bird up there, hahaha...went she move we all had a good laugh. We also went to a honey manufacturer, I didn't buy any, because I notice everywhere I went, here in Malaysia or other country there is always a real honey maker...so .....you know what I mean. Next to a local product shop here I bought some suppose to be very tasty preserve vegetable call "chay poh"from here we went back to the hotel, rest for a while and went for the a massage and our last program for the night was to the disco, we dance and listen to music by some pretty girls singer, when they finish singing they came out topless asking for money.......funny right.....<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675238187156949634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsFEpPNfklLKZJ9MjyxRHR3pIyS4VVRye_DjPt_M02o6tAUiAbxd3-8t8wa_VtoOtJUxNAycMH1w1mGTAqq1FHcN9AzLj5tiTIy0GDn4lT2jRV5BOiAf5WIRQNqhUdZ9L5KzQd/s400/haadjah+7.png" />in a disco you know, there are so many way to make money in Thailand. </div>
<div>So...the fourth day is free and easy....shop the whole day walk until the leg want to break, this day I bought some singlets, 2 pair of sandals and walco bra, dinner with red wine and karaok<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675238176605182722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGj2qqWy2ymTchLXzOD5nwyWpeJs0Ykq2XBSyabFOVgHd70LMKCEunxXketVtarPoIVKoc59UYf10Dm3ugJJ_krXAuJWHgK3UGQFIhHCXnB9r62Y3T46Q33v8SFZIK5tGuih0/s400/haadjah+5.png" /> at the hotel......and ...voila....that end our tour because we will be leaving very early tomorrow morning.</div>
<div>Before we get into the bus, this is what they sell, small little dumpling, this is a must buy when you go to Thailand.......</div>
<div>And "GOOD BYE" Hatyai.....I'll be back..... </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-35354020390456043302011-11-02T09:28:00.000-07:002011-11-04T09:08:12.213-07:00Surprised and Shocking Visitors.....<em><strong>
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<div><em><strong>Actually I had so much to write, so many event since my last entry, sad to said I really don't have time to write them....But I'll promise to write them all as soon as possible, at the meantime...I like to show you this visitor that came into my wet kitchen this morning eating the left over bit and pieces. I was surprised when I saw this monitor lizard,<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670815751368025378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1X02VawZZQu0h-BiR1QHQI6Kn1y2hnVRY8NqcurBlDMRy-K2vOkGCQXMlyV6YDi1x-7kNqMjF6SRMH-tc1toHrTKuseUS70kJTVOpVHVh6Br8qNy0OZ2PzZc-YVJKmCAhjD9/s400/lizard+1.jpg" />and shocking when he/she don't even bother with me while as I was snapping away with my camera.,</strong></em></div>
<div><em><strong>And this bird is also flying all over my wet kitchen as though I am not there for quite sometime <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670815747725941346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpI1fLVRB8TrlTnLs-mgEYd9tYaaEudpTxGKoNWk5-pV-KBqvsOJtj9Fewv-ggL5fthA3JHZwCtRZDwCRFovMXgpdzLhFkd5EqPNwiuNXjTJ568ggdu4dUACDEFGZOeefnlsn/s400/bird+1.jpg" />if I am not mistaken this is the 2nd generation for this bird family , sometime she/he just stood there watching me doing my work.......</strong></em></div>
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<div><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654838159436798850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIpmPL4-scJ439JvG7KfxpDzfwk2nRSx34xXS6QdWeG309Ol2jUS2z7FRiLeU74qQamSJtFBOn89yDQfCSLmzDURmlblSVAG-NGFjP1Fjj5ANlas2drcIM0w63swNFpGyp9_fk/s400/tioman+1.png" />This is my second trip to this beautiful Island call 'Paya Beach' in Tioman. You read it here</strong><a href="http://me-n-my-million-dollar.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-10-24T22%3A35%3A00-07%3A00&max-results=50"><strong>http://me-n-my-million-dollar.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-10-24T22%3A35%3A00-07%3A00&max-results=50</strong></a><strong>,
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<div><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Tioman island is a volcanic island covered in rain forest. Nested in a secluded with room overlooking South China Sea, this magical atmosphere awaits you at 'Paya Beach Resort'.</span></em> </strong></div>
<div><strong>I was invited to join a friend company trip with a group of 50paxs,<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655221180175958754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyeupEHoo9OUZTh7hvxRPpcPuwUhb-LlG8SeESD8Dzdc1H0L_mLOPTxY52ggbhlbI3qks-9llS1rsY0RuLIqrvAYBmo0XsYex-Xcs2IMCwLNS9SMZ0IyC5qc9f7bISnnRqsQgb/s400/316163_203304233070374_100001723968669_509758_1003150360_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /> mostly family. Island hoping, snorkeling,<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654838178243425538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbVW-UkWKB_7SZW1JgS0pe-3xHozqqdVCIguJhjI2Cca9Os_ZjJ_Qf_ZhPJFcfzXucEQhdYIXVvWYQ8Ph4EuvwbhR_T8fgGhrzR2lHabA4tw_ff4GfQfOutJftsts-FI8r8L4U/s400/Tioman+7.jpg" /> eating,<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654840696155497586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2LODzjQflPyDMeutndRq8PE3N4WsPcnq4RCFp4EMgFx49zUk5-pGvsM0IPsYmdtdFIWjpUBEA5sjot49dfxaUpxyjfzAaY4-mCew3yvhh1bggEOrQIMJRh-j1EQ3kgHL1SR8/s400/Tioman+9.jpg" /> drinking and yakking, catching up <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654840701834679682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9grgAg2rNW3l6Sozw30xV1oGtldtuq_GRUVzGpmrB5CLFH2VnCxgZExsZzTB3YKTYAXLNsM9XovJCVS55oOjRDKBnvFDtOmwTFOAp4q8rQr4YZ4jDDyFlUe3s5e0-NNGPihAG/s400/Tioman+11.jpg" />with friends. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654838182313494818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6aU3vq6VxS8zbA3W2aopK8GQaxgnxLd4OWajSd9rSV68Q-1uit53Zoz-4ePWCm4ae9qAOJnJJo74wOxmKgh7xEWW4lZprOhyphenhyphenOXR3SEMmSq0rYzpm-Imn_RDyrojVHthGHtKl/s400/Tioman+8.jpg" />I love this place.....it's just simply nice....hahaha. The sun was extremely hot, and I end up taking my own shadow....I found it quite nice and creative, me wearing a cap one hand holding on to my Shaw the other hold the camera...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654838172566668034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqEWGXVhR85eA5XRvQTqo5mwDEbgUKan1r6J0w9ndnb5Rl1Y4DmIIj3aWbaCiu5y0rjLG0UMnxHy5DA6Q1i2fnod0Pu-JW1ihv_tC2KJc7DwltFZ4_k-LeVeKOHZoJUEE3JEa/s400/tioman+5.jpg" /></strong></div>
<div><strong>This trip I bought myself a Rm56.00 nice 3piece swim suit, as I said in my last entry that I had lost some weight, so this swim suit came in just nice....and it's cheap.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654841358101173666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5xmI_V7YzK_Xf2LZh7PDmE0XMfpkKqX6SXWh5Ye_rU261WYccl3hNFFcPGOmRxkgP4_Z7l-Kb461QP3szbYa4dSFAIFhRtmxLYhW-T69ReC98L7w0TKEuvuTeKfFouow91CCw/s400/Tioman+2.jpg" /> Hope you like this few photo that I took, and I must said it's a enjoyable trip.......With mother nature...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654840701464829138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHRCsFZ2yRYGUyRW2_3SLykKLYSRYnDKOQJrHuPEXyGQdxIfHiuUvfI2KG8JRg_qmKgTBoPaMIWXR91g42dVzztqNRHSgYi58TJS1J7I2Gayi_0j505pkbXQG4Svx3WO6Y3CM/s400/Tioman+10.jpg" /></strong></div>
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<div><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>I had already comfrim a trip to 'Paya Beach' thinking that by then my maid should be back, and complication set in when my maid play me out. And now I'll be leaving for 'Paya Beach' the next day. So as usual I left enough food and water for a 2night/3days of my trip for Million. This time I left the tv on so that she won't feel alone. But.....the least expected when I came home and heard her weak barking, came in could not find her, worried I open all the rooms to look for her, and true enough she was locked inside the maid's room, a big question mark there, because when I left I spoke to her before I closed the main door, and how did this happen???? So....I guess this is what happen....the night before I went into the maid's room to get a cap, and I did not close the door, maybe the door just not fully close, out of curiosity Million when in and the door close by itself, that's how she got lock in. Thanks God it's a 3days/2nights trip can you imagine if I have gone for another 2days....phew......when she came out, she got no time to bark at me, just kept drinking water when she recover, she started to bark and scolded me...hahaha.</strong></span></div><strong>*************************************************************************************
</strong><span style="color:#339999;"><strong>Well...apart from my short holiday, I was very disappointed when my maid did not turn up in the airport. When I sent her off on the 12/8, she promise to call me as soon as she arrived home, in the end I have to call her instead. 1 week before her due date to come back, I started to call her but none of the call can be connected, is either not in use or out of reach, I suspected that she will not return, but...I still go to the airport in case she could not reach me or she come back for somebody else. I was late, look around when to airasia counter to check whether she board the plane, true enough it show 'No Show' meaning she did not go on board. Such sweet face but so damn unreliable<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655225572674192434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPe5wQuJmjDlXma0V9ygmLXinOe2h-vccm1zVb13VooR0eW9LlTFvIXWH8oQBlZ9l_4wgVlqaaFwjYrthlunuqILKpF_Ity4ix6hZlbeYpgfpUqx1kUC0ETDv4ObgAKzDbLgUt/s400/DSC06488.JPG" />. So.....a new stages of my life just began without maid......anyway....don't intend to take any maid, it's very stressful to teach new maid, but there again also will see how it goes.....Kind of use to without maid for the pass 1 mth.</strong>
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<div><em><strong>Not only the house without my super maid it's quiet, I am very tired doing house keeping, and business resumed since last 22/8/11......The first 3days was really very, very tired, but as the days passes by it became easier, now......It's peanut man.....hahaha..... No doubt it's peanut I don't really have time to blog or gyming, because I try to rest as much as possible. </strong></em><em><strong></strong></em></div>
<div><em><strong>I started my day with most of the time only coffee or horlick, lunch and dinner it's as simple as just grab and eat, but...this morning I decided to have this<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650176806587025330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7nyc4gLvJvb6IY8qdsE7eV7D7yCcupDnkfcItLq_MBbMAnprtoM3lXRWrc8gsKgyNF8V8og306ISb2lAmuOwxZbHrsFYg6ZRUJSvY6xiiYrCcDxvnwCE71LuO_AjGjp56gq3/s400/pan+cake+2.jpg" border="0" /> for breakfast, home made 'cheese pancake', I can't even remember when was the last time I had this for breakfast, <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650176800923550242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKYkKX9p_lTow9bcHo8fPZIdV6vf5DmN_1a0N2SDu_QhLQu81D1swif_y2bFD-Ar5o1gPfqq-O69X1RsLfcu4Y8CqPavrZKZpKdpfsEBcGpji2FzOLNnWaBGwepsXy2TZ931zg/s400/pancake+007+1.jpg" border="0" />and it is really yummy.......I know, I know....It made me fat, but what the hell....I have not been eating well....I already lost 2 kgs in the last 3weeks...</strong></em></div><em><strong>Please do pray hard that my super maid is trustworthy and come back on the 14/9, if not....haiz....I don't even want to think about it......</strong></em>
<div></div>"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-65644143339687865992011-08-18T03:52:00.000-07:002011-08-18T06:22:24.156-07:00What To do......
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<div><em><strong>So much about maid's renewal, so.. she left for home on the 12/8. It's already a week now, and I had not been working since than, kind of wanted to get use to the situation without my super maid. Had been busy since I sent her off at the LCCT. Sweeping, washing, brushing, mopping and throwing all those rubbish that she had been keeping. A friend asked me ' why am I doing all these while my super maid is not around'? My answer: If I tell my the maid that, 'here not clean and there is dusty' can you imagine what will be her reaction? It's not so good right? So what I normally did was, when my maid goes home I'll do a spring cleaning, I mean really "spring cleaning", so when she come back everything will be clean and she just follow up, and mind you...not that my super maid is dirty is just me......self satisfaction......weird right...hahaha.</strong></em>
<em><strong>Now that she is not around the house felt extremely quiet and I am kind of not use to it, she is not chatty or noisy, because it's just 2 of us in the house, now that she is not around the house seem quiet lor..even Million is less barky. Anyway..she'll be back in a month's time.</strong></em>
<em><strong>Hopefully I can start work on Monday if I can hire someone to help me temporally.....let see how it goes.....</strong></em> </div>
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<div><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;">Oh! by the way...I had a new look.....A daring transformation...hahaha<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642185015952342194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7C8QGs2TQVwDgdAchuY8JGy139UjIou7KS9jZCsCKYkckBZTVLtGkXgLUpNnwk7nqQ6JUfGl-BIhmYKHedmk8CiYLjl1KEbgIQBNSjGWDM7LaYYPxmNLwsx4YAnAcPOkPnV0-/s400/new+look+1.JPG" border="0" />so tired of dyeing my hair every 3weeks, with this new colour, it can last at least 3mths,<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642185020637961458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge4-rV2BpOuiI_AoGxjk6QRoB-yhhzvq2DBfC5Q8lDSmnJyh_1Okpic_M6YO8uWcacRl0b_xAKW5t5k2e2c6R1Wykp8zeFSsiGcSvA871EGapocIVwuW5i3CkoBbXplmai_50P/s400/new+look+2.JPG" border="0" /> what you think of my new daring hairdo.......</span></strong></em></div></div>
"ME N MY MILLION DOLLAR"http://www.blogger.com/profile/17172608652830743418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35807134.post-57283496801729727462011-08-07T22:59:00.000-07:002011-08-09T08:52:03.492-07:00Maid's Renewal...
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<div>I was at the immigration the other day to renew my super maid work permit. It all started months ago when I was in Johor Bahru for a shopping trip. Since I am here I might as well go to the immigration to get some information how to have the renewal done, example, forms to fill the $$ that I have to paid for levy and so on.... To my surprise the immigration was shifted to Kempas, so I was thinking to myself, it's ok, will get the new address from the website. </div>
<div>Can you believe even up to today the Immigration's website do not have the new address of Johor Bahru Immigration, anyway after much much hassle like calling them and checking every possible ways to get the address I manage to hold of the address. Now I have to depend on my GPS to guild me and what happen.....I don't know why the GPS cannot find the exact address, only can locate the 'Taman'. When I reached the Taman I asked around and I got there save and sound at 9am. </div>
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<div>Lucky for me because for renewal it's on a differant floor....phew......anyway....it's a breeze for me, took about half hours everything is done. </div>
<div>It's easy actually we can do it ourself, let me tell you how.</div>
<div>1. For the 3rd year extension the maid need fomema(medical).</div>
<div>2. For 4th year onward not need medical(fomema)</div>
<div>3. Bring Maid passport.</div>
<div>4. Paid the levy of Rm445.00 in Bank draft.</div>
<div>5. Take a number and you are on your way......</div>
<div>And bingo, everything is done within half hour.</div>
<div>You can have the extension done 3 months before the expiry date, but at least 1 month before or else they will be a fine.</div>
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<div>Well this hassle will last me a year then we'll see if there is any change of rule.....
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