<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536</id><updated>2011-10-07T15:27:58.626-07:00</updated><category term='fishcakes'/><title type='text'>awakened</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7713949504310537393</id><published>2011-08-08T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T04:58:51.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan again , feasting !!!</title><content type='html'> Yep , it's that time of the year again , food galore at 4.30 pm at the various locations here. However , the zest for driving there and walking and smelling the charcoal fire burning the aromatic meat is not so strong any more. the kids have also lost their yearning for buka puasa food especially the burger. We all love Keropok  lekor but of late this delicacy no longer is offered for sale. The reason being that fish is expensive and hence not profitable to make and sell. how sad, I love this so much especially with the special chili sauce that goes with it. just as well I guess , I have to cut down on eating oily food anyway, but ...,, I really like the taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  I just drive pass the pass the pasar malam and look and ..... It's no fun when u are watching what you eat , gone are the days when anything goes and more. Always the exta bowl or extra plate " ka liu ". .... Now, It's more like , small portion will do , share share. So my advise to all is to eat while you still can or you will live to regret once you reach 50! . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow food doesn't have that hypnotic control anymore. I can walk past my favorite stall and not even have a desire to eat. now I have boring oats for breakfast. Just as well I had my fair share years ago. having said that I still have strong desires to eat ice cream though. guess it's because it's forbidden food. So all these 50 over years I had to be so careful when eating anything cold. My asthma took the front seat while I was growing up. now after a good old Chinese herbalist treated my asthma ,I can at least enjoy cold dessert more often then necessary.....hahaha. Now especially so when it is so hot everyday, an ice cream would be just the  thing to cool the sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, you eat some and you just look at some. At least I got to eat some so I can't complain. life has been good. praise the Lord. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7713949504310537393?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7713949504310537393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadan-again-feasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7713949504310537393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7713949504310537393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadan-again-feasting.html' title='Ramadan again , feasting !!!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3486805865206232654</id><published>2011-07-26T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:44:08.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My emeralds came out</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, my emeralds as Pui Lin calls them came out . They  were holidaying in my gall bladder for don't know how long. Well now, its time to keep them out , so must exercise more, ahhhhhh!!! , I hate that word. Also have to watch my diet as I also have fat around my liver, that's the next to go. can do the cleansing after one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all came out green, floating in moss like substance. luckily they were still small so they came out easily and painlessly . So the treatment of apple juice , olive oil and lemon works. I am glad it did so now I don't have to have an operation to remove the gall bladder. I would like to thank all my friends for sending me the recipe for this treatment. There is always an alternative to going under the knife.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it's spring cleaning time for my temple..... My body is a temple so I must keep it clean, but living in Sandakan its going to be difficult as this town is famous for its seafood among other things. My kids are back so its eating time ,  a relative is coming so its eating again, thank you Lord for this blessing. Guess it's better than starving like the millions in Somalia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must remember to pray for them . Perhaps you could too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to improve on our LSG meetings every Thursday. Make it more interesting for the members so more will want to come. But I don't know how? Any ideas? BTW , LSG stands for ladies sharing group. You see we meet every thursday to sing and read the bible and share . The sharing can sometimes side track . That's when it becomes interesting but , its not what we meet for, so, .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am sure The Lord will guide us , so ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3486805865206232654?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3486805865206232654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-emeralds-came-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3486805865206232654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3486805865206232654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-emeralds-came-out.html' title='My emeralds came out'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2727838884296672265</id><published>2011-07-21T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T07:13:45.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starvation  vs diet</title><content type='html'>People in Somalia are dying by the second. the world leaders are scrambling to be seen to be at the fore front of humanitarian aid to this besieged African nation. Somehow it's always a little too late. it's only after many children have died that the world wakes up to the news on their TV sets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famine isn't caused by a change of weather over night. Yet we sit in our cosy home not caring what happens on the other side of the world. Happily eating at fancy restaurants , throwing away food that has been kept over night or looking up a diet program  to do. How sad we have become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when CNN or BBC reports on TV that nations and politicians scramble to be interviewed on TV  about their plans to help the "dead" or dying. I am no better then the willfully blind politicians about the affairs of the world. I too depend on CNN and BBC for news about this disaster that has hit the African nation and brought it to its knees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do about it? Nothing! I will wait to donate and let the other heros do what they do best. In the meantime I will try not to waste food , not to pollute the environment and to help kids in under developed  countries get a decent education. what else can I do? I can pray that the grace of God will touch us all and we will find the courage to step out of our comfort zone and carry out God's will . To serve in his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people diet when millions are dying of hunger ?  I don't know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do millions die when there are so many billionaires in this world ? I don't know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2727838884296672265?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2727838884296672265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/07/starvation-vs-diet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2727838884296672265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2727838884296672265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/07/starvation-vs-diet.html' title='Starvation  vs diet'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2837585223148807529</id><published>2011-07-03T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T08:37:23.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stones in the garden?</title><content type='html'>One would think stones belongnin the garden or the fish tank... Hahah but mine are in the gall bladder. Very safe place to store precious stones don't you think? No one can get them . Well that is what I have in this safe place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems many folks have them. You don't know until you have some kind of pain . Well there are two ways to get rid of these semiprecious stones. One is yo remove them under the knife or rather 3 holes, yeh key hole surgery. This involves removing the whole gall bladder which I was told we do not really need . You just need the toilet more that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other way is to drink a concoction of apple juice and lemon and olive oil and hope that it works. I will try this second method first and pray hard that it works. It's  a 6 day treatment so I can only do it when I have no big dinners to attend or am not travelling. So after the 21/7/11. at least I can buy the whole concoction from the organic shop complete with ins ructions... Idiots guide to gall stone removal. Well must say I am an idiot for having them anyway so .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have some fat around my liver so next treatment would  be to remove that as well, but its easier said then done cos if we continue eating local food which is full of oil , this problem won't go away.  I am sure everyone has this unless you are an oiless vegan. Then eating would be soooo boring!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2837585223148807529?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2837585223148807529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/07/stones-in-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2837585223148807529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2837585223148807529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/07/stones-in-garden.html' title='Stones in the garden?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3584758760071392428</id><published>2011-06-26T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:33:23.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life does not stand still</title><content type='html'>So many things have come to pass this last month. I have been busy traveling to KK and KL doing this and that. life is so full and the journey is very blessed and interesting. I have been home hunting together with family. Saw many potential places that can be called home . Yet life style has to be compromised and belongings scarified in the name of security . Just imagine moving from a bungalow into a condo , a proud home owner 's nightmare. But life goes on and circumstances change so we must adapt too or get trampled by progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least now we have sorted out the " home " problem and things are moving on track . Now comes the awful bit, packing up, what to keep and what to throw and what to give away . Never easy when it involves the things left behind by a loved one. May he rest in peace. Fortunately the family's blessed with abundant love and support . God is keeping an eye on them . He loves them and has not forsaken them.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month we went to Malacca for my dad's birthday. had a great time celebrating with relatives near and far. Visited the SPCA and got a dog for my mum, the type she wanted with a big black spot on its body. So guess its name..... Hahaha , yes " Spot "  of course what else can it be called. the dog is settling in well and everyone is happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are happy too as we got done everything we wanted to do in KL including having a delicious father's day dinner at the market at Uptown Damansara with friends. Saw Morgan's new car and it looks great . now just wait for it to be perfected and road ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite was the culmination of this month's events. We attended the join installation dinner of the Rotary and IWC. We were the MCs so , of course the nite went well. Everyone looked great and very beautiful. now that June is almost at an end , July would be dull in comparison.  then again it may be not. God has wonderful things instore for all of us if when trust in him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On I  march into July and into my first district committee meeting as Dist treasurer.... Oh what an adventure I am going to have. !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kids will be back so that will keep us busy till September. Let's see what July will bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3584758760071392428?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3584758760071392428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-does-not-stand-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3584758760071392428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3584758760071392428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-does-not-stand-still.html' title='Life does not stand still'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6737148420227112978</id><published>2011-05-26T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T08:17:30.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say</title><content type='html'>As I sit in front of the TV watching nothing in particular, thinking about my week, yet can't recall exactly what I did and why I am always running around like a chicken with no head. I seem to be so busy , with so many minor errands that my days passes by so fast that monday and sat seem to merge seamlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday  I have something to do. Somewhere to be. Someone to meet. I can't decide if this is good or bad. Try as I may to relax at home and catch up on watching Oprah , errands just crop up from nowhere and off I go chasing the headless chicken，I was hoping for a quiet month of May , you know, eat , sleep and jalan jalan but ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hope to have a quiet June, but already I have a list of things to do. Have  to help two persons fine tune their speech. One as guest of honor and one as in coming president. a wedding to attend , an installation and an AGM. A birthday to go to , a facial and a manicure, weekly alpha course at church, weekly ladies sharing group ,  aerobics twice weekly  and yoga twice weekly ... oh boy, !!! I am exhausted already. Still my husband says I don't exercise enough. Ok I will try to find time between my lunch with Obama and power meeting  with Najib to go to the golf club to swim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually  what I need is sleep. Sleep at 11 pm and wake up at 8 am. nice relaxing breakfast sitting down , instead of standing at the sink and gulping down the bread. I guess after doing this for 23 years when the kids were growing up , it's a habit hard to break. Only possible when we are on holiday at a hotel. Like when we were in Bangkok recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile as I sit here watching CNN, thinking about what interesting topics I can blog about , the time has past 11pm and I should go to bed as I have a full day tomorrow. Have to call Lady Gaga and cancel our shopping trip as Nelson Mendala will be dropping in to have a chat about my dogs..... Hmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6737148420227112978?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6737148420227112978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/05/nothing-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6737148420227112978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6737148420227112978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/05/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to say'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7121622334307788456</id><published>2011-05-24T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:03:52.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot first then ask questions later</title><content type='html'>Sadly   in May , some one very close got robbed, or rather her home got burgled. the thieves took her personal treasures given to her by a loved one. Fortunately  for the family, the kids were not there neither was she. Guess  that alone is a blessing only God can bestow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a frightening experience for all of us., one that we will not forget too soon. Now home security is on all our minds once the sun sets. Of course the Police still have not solved the case nor have they caught the perpetrators of this greed intended act. We are not surprised but once in a while it would be good if the bad guys are  caught and put behind bars. I think if caught they should  be shot , chopped up and thrown to the sharks. ... If only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no excuse for instilling terror on innocent people. If  they have such itchy hands they should go and rob the corrupt members of society. These  corrupted people don't deserve to keep their ill gotten gains anyway . Go rob those who earn $ 5000 but drive $300000 cars, live in million $ homes and still are able to sleep at nite. Some one should publish a manual for would be robbers , " robbing for dummies"... Where and who to help, unload their ill gotten riches... Hahaha. At least they will get a standing ovation when caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she now is  afraid to stay in her own home alone, but having not many choices , home it has  to be. I pray that God will keep her safe. the  only thing to do now is to move to a condo. How one  decides which treasure goes and which to throw , one will need a double degree in home management, a masters in mental therapy and a doctorate in emotional management. How  to throw away the pieces of a big puzzle that forms your family growing up requires a working committee of Einsteins and Sigmund Freuds . If its just hoarding , then its easy, close your eyes and just throw but , when a family has to throw or give away parts of their lives , it's sad . Life doesn't stop to purposely upset you but it goes on and so  we have to keep up and move on in the face of a tragedy or an unfortunate event. Albeit unfair but as man depends on God, it is his will be done , not ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times it is easy to comment when its not our hand that is  stuck on the pot. It is easy for me to write this as I stand outside watching the events unfold, but, it's not easy to find the right words to say to the one suffering this act of cruelty. Now would be a good time to find solace in the Lord .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7121622334307788456?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7121622334307788456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/05/shoot-first-then-ask-questions-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7121622334307788456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7121622334307788456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/05/shoot-first-then-ask-questions-later.html' title='shoot first then ask questions later'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5681819465380064316</id><published>2011-05-24T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T08:16:40.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in time</title><content type='html'>I am truly lost in time. When I went to bed it was April , now it's end of May. so many events zipped through my life that my head is still reeling.  Trust  me when I say walking with Jesus is full of excitement . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After vising Guilin in March , we took a trip to Bangkok in May. The  last time I was in this Thai city of very polite people was 20 years ago when my eldest son , Noel was 3 year old. The  city has grown by leaps and bounds, with bumper to bumper traffic, buildings on every sq inch of land , shopping centers the size of a safari park and people trying to hustle  a living in this city recently famous for it's red shirt or yellow shirt revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited all the usual tourist landmarks, a must do when in Bangkok. At other times we were walking the malls , not with any intention of shopping but rather with the intention of taking shelter from the blistering sun outside. Oh yes, it was so hot outside that I think I could have fried an egg if I tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a cultural show which we thoroughly enjoyed in a state of the art theatre. We took a ride only once in the fame Tuk tuk. 20 years ago I remembered enjoying the ride but this time round, the heat, the carbon monoxide polluted air and the honking of a million vehicles competing for a space in the endless long lines of traffic somehow took away the fun of the ride. Actually , I think it's just me getting older.... Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of nice food, the Tom yum in particular was mouth watering. we didn't dare push our intestines to the limit of no return so, we ate cautiously. 6 days isn't long enough to waste 2 days in the toilet, if you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Hotel we stayed in is  the best, location wise, smack in the center of the shopping district. For a habitual shopper it would be paradise. For us it was convenient, look see look see in an airconditioned environment. There  are lots of things to buy but I am not a shopping addict so.....  All that luggage weight I bought was not put to good use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the massage but I prefer my own massage lady in Sandakan. Had a foot rub the last  nite there, now , that was worth every baht we paid. All that walking for 5 days took its toll on my tired calf muscles, toes  , oh well the whole leg , so the foot rub was heaven sent, Why we didn't go do it every nite was a regret we felt when we left Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we will definitely pay a return visit sometime sooner , not 20 years like the last time.   &lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5681819465380064316?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5681819465380064316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/05/lost-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5681819465380064316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5681819465380064316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/05/lost-in-time.html' title='lost in time'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-221342286349742729</id><published>2011-03-31T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T22:06:59.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And now its April</title><content type='html'>Wow, so many things have happened. My trip to japan is off. So now am waiting for Air Asia to refund the $$$. Also waiting for MAS to be just as kind. The rain hasnt stopped. So no golf for Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world is in turmoil and still Air Asia wants us to decide where we want to go within 90 days of their credit refund. So much for compassion. Guess its business as usual for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened since the last blog, life is just the same, which I think is good considering the outside world is upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog page has been spammed. So I have adjusted the setting. Hopes it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-221342286349742729?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/221342286349742729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-now-its-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/221342286349742729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/221342286349742729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-now-its-april.html' title='And now its April'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1692020321787440029</id><published>2011-03-23T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:08:55.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So its march !!</title><content type='html'>Wow! dont you think the world has passed me by and now its March. I have been to KL, Guilin and attended an AGM of the Inner Wheel club in KL. Not bad for having done so many things in so short a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must say I had a blast in Kl, Guilin and at the AGM. I visited a friend at pantai medical, I enjoyed our trip to China, saw the magnificient mountains, attended the AGM and walked out as District Treasurer !.........thank you Lord for the faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am trying to upload the videos I took in China. Now that's going to take longer then the whole trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to japan has gone with the Tsunami waves. We are trying to get our refund from MAS and AirAsia but the 2 airlines arent cooperating so we are left to fend for ourselves....as usual, all talk and no action by either of them. They are practising wait and see policy. They know more then all the scientist put together. They still think we can fly to Japan come May. So much for malaysian hospitaly that MAS advertises everyday in the newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cos we didnt book the same airlines all the way to Japan, Mas wont even consider giving a credit refund.AirAsia says wait till 11/4, then we will let you know if we will give you a credit refund. Perhaps they think japan will get back to normal by may....hahahaha,....are they stupid or what?. That's the country we have voluntarily chose to live in, we are even more stupid or what???.....oh well, I am praying hard that they will come to their senses and on compassionate grounds give all their passengers an option to travel or refund.....wait lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1692020321787440029?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1692020321787440029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-its-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1692020321787440029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1692020321787440029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-its-march.html' title='So its march !!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-375696673489335404</id><published>2011-02-22T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T06:35:48.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate n then cry !!!</title><content type='html'>CNY  has come and gone, happy or sad it's history now, till next year!  Now it's back to the grinding stone, work , eat and sleep. At least the eating is no Longer  compulsory. we can now eat simple food like Chinese sausage with hot rice, fried eggs with maggi sauce or just left overs .... Haha , All the cny decorations are safely tucked in their respective boxes to see the light of day only 1 year from now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as we thought life is back to normal , the middle east catches fire, the ground opens up in NZ and we in Malaysia find outbthat our country is actually run  by a woman !!!! so what are we going to do about that? nothing. we just comment and then we go on with our lives. we continue to abuse mother earth and then blame the country next door. we are sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-375696673489335404?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/375696673489335404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/02/celebrate-n-then-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/375696673489335404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/375696673489335404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/02/celebrate-n-then-cry.html' title='Celebrate n then cry !!!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4754896544330598515</id><published>2011-02-12T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T00:15:37.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It came and went</title><content type='html'>Chinese new year is nearly over. 4 more days and and it will be over. So what do we do in the mean time? Eat and be merry ! Why? because its CNy here everyday . Well isnt it? WE have peace, we have food around every street corner, we have food on all the shelvbes of the supermarket, we buys new clothes without a reason or occasion, we call and chat with family and friends ever so often so, isnt it like CNY ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite we attended a CNY open house and birthday party. It was so nice and richly decorated that I felt like I was transformed back to the land of Alladin. For Sandakan standard it was classy. We dined in aircon tents, with waiters at our beck and call, free flow of drinks, not that it mattered to non drinkers like us, but good to know that that was enough alcohol to drown Mubarak's sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining in style among friends tops all the open houses we have attended this year. Its always nice to be in a class of your own. For us we can only celebrate CNy like all chinese families , simple and noisy. hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week there are 4 more dinners till sat and then, only then can we officially say that the eating is over.....phew, I darent even try on my jeans, what's the use, it wont fit....that's how blessed we are. God has blessed us with an abundance of food when so many are starving, that is why I never forget to thank Him for our prosperity, good health and happy lives. So dont you forget!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rains have abated slightly so the sun has come out to shine on wet wet Sandakan. Golf , however still reminds in the dark recess of the store room. Maybe if it doesnt rain for the next 2 weeks then, and only then, can the golfers come out to play....hehehe. I like having my husband home, us driving out to see things together. Today he bought me a new camera, full HD etcetc so, from now on you should expect clearer photos. And to think all this time you thought your eyes were getting blur, hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4754896544330598515?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4754896544330598515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-came-and-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4754896544330598515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4754896544330598515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-came-and-went.html' title='It came and went'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8572964657873906392</id><published>2011-01-29T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T06:19:04.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my wellies?</title><content type='html'>my town is under water.... Help.... Really!!! We have  so much rain that the town is becoming soggy. &lt;br /&gt;There is landslides, mudslides, gushing water  down the stairs and disappearing roundabouts. yeh! Water water everywhere nay a drop to drink. the roads have turned to rivers and the canal is under 1 foot of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My garden is like a pool, and soon my koi fish will be swimming on the grass. Tomorrow I have to run out to get floaters for my dogs . My patio was half covered with water this afternoon and my dressing table took a bath too. The rain was so heavy that if you are under 10 kg you will be washed away. Well, actually a car was washed away into the canal last nite just outside my house&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Now we can't go out unless you have a 4 wheel drive cos you can't tell where the road begins and where the drain ends. I was told &lt;br /&gt;The roads in town are  under water. Now this is very bad, very bad cos the town centre is by the sea. There are many new shops by the sea front. So now not only do they have sea view , sea front frontage , now they also have sea water inside.... Suppose to be  funny but ...don't think anyone is laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain is still pouring down as I write  this. The rain will be around till next week. So put away your news shoes and take out those plastic slippers. Chinese new year will be wet wet wet. put away your stilettos cos it would only sink into the mushy ground. Not just the heels , mind you, but the whole shoe.... Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a 4 water features on the ceiling of my bedroom. When will this end? God please be merciful and stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8572964657873906392?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8572964657873906392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-are-my-wellies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8572964657873906392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8572964657873906392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-are-my-wellies.html' title='Where are my wellies?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6959497163893201584</id><published>2011-01-27T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T03:32:17.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>itsy bity spider</title><content type='html'>This morning I flew to KK for my review with Dr. Khoo , an eye specialist....well it all started when I saw cobwebs floating about. At first I thought, oh no, there were cobwebs on the ceiling, no, they have moved to the side wall, ....oh oh what was happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, then I realised they were in my eye. Doing a dance. Cant be sure whether it was the rumba or the samba, but they were moving. So I quickly went up and took my contact lens off to give it a good finger scrub. While I was scrubbing, I noticed that the cobwebs were still in my eye . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I couldnt pop my eye out to scrub, I popped the contact lens back in and .....panicked....but of course I did nothing. That nite on the way to a dinner, I saw flashes of light . Now this really worried me the whole nite. Cobwebs I can take, but lightning, now that's a different energy source altogether. So when I next go to a disco I dont need strobe lights for effect, I have my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day I called to make an appointment, flew in, checked....phew!! Only floaters and lights flashes...nooormmmalll !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I had to go for a follow up , so that was this morning's trip to KK. Glad to say, all is well. Let the floaters float. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an early lunch with Maria Moi at this place famous for its beef , noodles and Hum Ching Piang.....the lady said that they were very well known . How come I never heard of them before? So I bought some and gave to friends and family. Hope it was worth the carrying !!!Pat said lets see if its better than the one sold at Kim Fung market. Will let you know......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6959497163893201584?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6959497163893201584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/itsy-bity-spider.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6959497163893201584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6959497163893201584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/itsy-bity-spider.html' title='itsy bity spider'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5609282989243681449</id><published>2011-01-25T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T21:26:52.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my friend</title><content type='html'>My friend Nyuk WEi called me on Monday with news I never expected to hear so soon. Its has been about 3 year that we, class of '79 lost one classmates to cancer. So Nyuk told me that another friend has passed away , I felt that its too soon. Hey after all we are all of the same age. She had a family,  children and friends , she will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its never comfortable when someone you know in school moves on. its not like she was old , but she was sick. 53is too young to die.. Actually at any age is too young to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a fleeting moment my own immortality came to mind,  but then again, we have no control over our lives. Only God has , so why worry too much or dwell on the subject too long. its in God' s hands how long we live. we can't extend it even by living healthily if the Lord says its time!   So ? I dunno . what I do know is that we must treat each day as special and do what makes you and everyone else happy. Do all you can to keep healthy . Do all you can to love yourself , then your family and friends. Do all you can to live a good life according to God's words ( for us christians ) for others according to your religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May  you rest in peace Lin Neo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5609282989243681449?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5609282989243681449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5609282989243681449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5609282989243681449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-my-friend.html' title='Goodbye my friend'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-202316703476131957</id><published>2011-01-25T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:38:07.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement.com</title><content type='html'>Well CNY is just around the corner....hahaha,so lame...huh? But you know what I am starting to feel the excitment. I wake up every morning wandering what else is there to do before the big day? But I cant think of anything. There is so much fun doing things the last minute. However, this year I am so organized that there is no last minute thing to do...this is the danger of maturity.... Hahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean its going to be boring! no I have friends who need help still , so out comes the superfriend cape to the rescue. Today I doing something soooo exciting, ...buiying a small rice cooker for Sonia and me. You see, we have so few people eating that its such a waste cooking out of the big rice cooker where more rice stick to the side and bottom than on our plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs eat more than us. So today  I am on a mission to Chung Hwa or OnOn. Hope they have this electrical appliance for sale. Not exciting enough for you? Any more excitment and I will get a heart palpitation. Just kidding! Could do with more excitement for cny. I thank God that I am all set for 3 rd Feb. Life is sweet when God fills it with his grace and mercy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK people....get going , get off your butt and  make use of God's blessing to bring happiness and cheers to your family ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year friends. Kong Xi Fa Chai !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-202316703476131957?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/202316703476131957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/excitementcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/202316703476131957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/202316703476131957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/excitementcom.html' title='Excitement.com'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3463234824354990708</id><published>2011-01-18T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:35:46.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time......</title><content type='html'>No, no body is having a baby! It's time for chinese new year again, its that time of the year again. Its time for house cleaning marathon, eating binge, shopping for stuff we dont need, cos last year's things for cny 2010 are still in the store room....that time of the year....sounds familiar ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the good news is that, as we look back ( ie, grow older ) we  now feel that a lot of things, we dont really need, no need to have a 100% squeaky clean house cos "the perfect house wife" isnt visiting us, and so many types of food are on our daily 'no no' list anyway cos aunty so and so said its not good for you, we dont need to have all new clothes starting from pyjamas , under wear to red tops etc etc,...that's for kids only. hahaha. One , ok,ok maybe two new things hanging around your wrist or neck  will surfice lah!....or a new  blouse will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these chinese traditions stems from ancient china, where people were poor and so could only splash out for new clothes once a year. Now we buy new clothes 36 time a year so, everyday is a new year.We eat well all the time so, nothing special any more. With the internet , HP, skype we are constantly in touch with our family all over the world so, .....well, guess seeing them in person is always better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it sounds like I am not looking forward to CNY, well, part of me isnt cos my kids are away. Luckily I still have 1 coming back. There are fewer and fewer of us at the Tsen household so the fun and laughter decibel will be a lot less this year. This isnt going to improve anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, Lets be happy and glad we are able to look forward to CNY, with God's blessing we will meet up with family and friends and wish them well for 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3463234824354990708?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3463234824354990708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3463234824354990708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3463234824354990708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time......'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6646084044498323186</id><published>2011-01-16T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T07:03:58.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Drama for 2011</title><content type='html'>On Thursday 13/1/11 , the ringing in my ears was very loud. The chinese opera was in town, albeit in my ears. It bothered me very much cos it took over my thoughts and I was worried about it. So on Friday morning I went yo see an ENT Dr. He couldn't find anything wrong so, I guess that' s good. I thought maybe my ears were dirty but, hey... Its clean. He reconds the blood isn't circulating well in my ears so he gave me some meds for this. Then in the afternoon I noticed a black thread like a spider's web which has been forgotten for centiuries ,in my left eye. At first I thought it was my contact lens. So I popped it out and started cleaning it ,when I realized that the black string was still in my eye....as I couldn't pop my eye out to clean it , haha,  I called the eye specialist in KK  and made an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening on my way to Wah Mie Annual dinner at Yu Yuan school, I saw flashes of light at the pheriferral of my left eye. This went on for about a minute. Now that really scared me. So on Saturday morning I called KK and was asked by Dr. Khoo to come in immediately. So we booked our tickets and flew to KK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking he found nothing wrong.... Thank God, but,  he said that the jelly in the eye has liquidify so its slooshing around too much. He advise me to take it easy and rest more and stop all forms of exercise. Normally it happens to older people ie . seeing floaters and flashes&lt;br /&gt;But because of my extreme high power it has happened earlier. Oh well, so it's not all bad news. At least there are no holes or tear etcetc . I was more worried about retina detachment. The string of black cob web is still floating in my left eye.....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So already in January, the first drama has played out. Hopefully no more for this year. From Now on it's all eating eating till chap goh mei... Now the next  concern will be the expending waistline....it has already started and it's still two weeks to chinese new year.... Better get my XXL pants out on standby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6646084044498323186?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6646084044498323186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/1st-drama-for-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6646084044498323186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6646084044498323186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/1st-drama-for-2011.html' title='1st Drama for 2011'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4987463573411219657</id><published>2011-01-09T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:03:03.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first surprise for 2011</title><content type='html'>Guess what? Had my first surprise. my yoga friends and I went out for a casual dinner, but they had a surprise in stored for Joanne and I. They celebrated our birthdays. Although our birthday is in Feb, but because of the chinese new year coming up, and as we will all be busy, they decided to celebrate our birthday 1 month early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my friends for your thoughtfulness.....cant live without these good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to town , behind Gentingmas and had dinner at a new place opposite KFC. The ambience is OK but it was too warm for us, that's age for you.....to hot, too salty, too sweet....hhaha, no longer the domain of our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the dinner was ok, nothing to shout about, but the cake was delicious. Natalie made it for this occasion. Thanks my friend. We still had a good time and laughed we did, loudly too. People looking at us would probably think what are these aunties doing at a pub?....oh well, the good thing is , we dont care! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now we get ready for chinese new year,...hmmm, how do we loose all that spare tyre before CNY?..the eating has started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4987463573411219657?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4987463573411219657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-surprise-for-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4987463573411219657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4987463573411219657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-surprise-for-2011.html' title='The first surprise for 2011'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5989930161378599391</id><published>2011-01-05T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T04:03:57.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah...2011 !!!</title><content type='html'>What happened to 2010? Where did it go? For most of the world it went to hell and back. Nothing good happened in 2010 that could overshadow the bad. Now its only January and already so many bad news on TV, you name it we have on the news ! What have we done to mother earth to deserve God's wrath ?......wake up poeple !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front it was better. Praise the Lord for his mercies. I am forever grateful to HIM for all the blessing for 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we live life like other folks with no kids at home, keep busy, keep busy, so even if the kids dont call, we wont sulk and feel lonely. easier said than done but, its their time now to shine so, step back old foggies, go join line dancing, painting classes , sing along or tai chi...what ever tickles your pickles...hahaha...just dont moan and wait for the phone call from any one of the jewels of your eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have daughters then you may be a bit more fortunate, cos the chances of them calling you is 30% higher then those with male testosterone !...if you get my drift? Maybe its only mine....oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am busy running around getting my house in order for CNY. That gives me something to do I guess. Not that my house needs anything else, but still....its fun shopping around for things you dont need or want, just browsing,....bought a vase the other day, so cheap, RM29/-. Looks good with flowers. Actually the one I really like cost RM500 so, I settled for a cheaper version. So if the maid breaks it accidently, I wont suffocate her in my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are back safely at uni , we are back at work after a long break in Dec, yoga classes started too, so ....CNY we are ready ! Come year of the rabbit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord give me a good year !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5989930161378599391?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5989930161378599391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/woah2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5989930161378599391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5989930161378599391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2011/01/woah2011.html' title='woah...2011 !!!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8958149479518610872</id><published>2010-12-28T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:49:23.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>streaming by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TRrL0IFix_I/AAAAAAAAADU/bNeBPyN5tic/s1600/_MG_8806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TRrL0IFix_I/AAAAAAAAADU/bNeBPyN5tic/s320/_MG_8806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555977186699298802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TRrKqDMxTpI/AAAAAAAAADM/WKzXyYgl5X4/s1600/_MG_8783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TRrKqDMxTpI/AAAAAAAAADM/WKzXyYgl5X4/s320/_MG_8783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555975914077114002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all. Now all the folks are home in Kl. But life here still goes on albeit slower, but still many things to do. At least I have got the most important sdone this morning. Went to Immigration to get my passport endorsed. After 26 years here in Sabah I am still an alien!....so much for 1Malaysia. And to think I was born in the straits settlement just before Merdeka. Oh whats the use? That alone should make me a bumiputra...hehehe. When hell freezes over I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, had a great time with the family when they were here. We were out doing things everyday. Went o shop I never knew existed. All bec my sister who lives next to 1 Utama wants to shop here !!....ironical isnt it, but she did better here then she ever did in 1 Utama. There is still hope for the small town appeal to the city folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate everything there was to be savoured, 3 square meals plus some on the side. Ate enough egg tarts to last me 6 months....oh yeh, the egg tart here is just mouth watering. Sonia went home with 8 boxes of goodies. Total, 11 pieces of checked in luggage....hahahaha.....well, it helps the sandakan economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took some beautiful family photos.....here :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8958149479518610872?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8958149479518610872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/streaming-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8958149479518610872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8958149479518610872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/streaming-by.html' title='streaming by'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TRrL0IFix_I/AAAAAAAAADU/bNeBPyN5tic/s72-c/_MG_8806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4066222918913041262</id><published>2010-12-21T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:23:48.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming! yeh!</title><content type='html'>Well, its nearly christmas, the tree is out , the presents are under the tree and the turkey is in the freezer. Now all I need is a a bigger stomach....hhahaha. After Beijing, we can fill up cos we ate healthily while over there.....most of the time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are eating more as we are back in Sandakan with guests. So the feasting continues. Thank you Lord for this blessing . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time in Beijing. Love the cold. Love the window shopping. Love the food. Love the new friends we made. However we came back sick with cough and ,...lots of cough...hahaha, courtesy of the cold weather. But we will go again as we have found a nice hotel to stay surrounded by shopping centres. Found all the eating places we like within walking distance and found a new shopping centre where the locals shop. What a holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4066222918913041262?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4066222918913041262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-coming-yeh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4066222918913041262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4066222918913041262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-coming-yeh.html' title='Christmas is coming! yeh!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1503063434881589812</id><published>2010-12-16T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:19:18.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice lollies</title><content type='html'>We just flew in from Beijing last nite. From the land of the deep freeze to the land of heat. I am so happy to be home especially when we are  not too well. Yes both came back with a cough. nothing like seeing a Dr. In Malaysia....can't find a pharmacy in Beijing that sells meds that we are used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its porridge for us for the next 2 days.....from over eating to a starvation diet...hahaha. Fortunately we had a blast in Beijing, literally, a blast of very cold air...well, it was cold. -10 ? ....that was why we went in the first place....to enjoy the cold. We also ate and ate all the things we wanted to eat. We walked till the calf muscles cried for help at nite. We learnt to take the underground. Wow that saved us a bomb on taxis. Standard charge 2 RMB for all destinations. But the underground is so big that after this we can do the marathon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many shopping centers, big ,big ones in Beijing. You can easily forget that you are in a communist country. The young wear the latest in fashion. We found a shopping centre where the locals shop. More like wholesale market&lt;br /&gt;Its like 6 times the size of Genting Mas. So now we know. We wont go to the touristy places to shop. But I think we still don't get to pay the price the locals pay cos we only bought 1/2 items each time. The  price really drops if you buy on bulk. I must say tho that the prices of things have gone up. OH well , that's progress for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Joy City hotel. Fantastic location, above a shopping mall. Surrounded by even more shopping centers. There are like 6 shopping centers around it. So we didn't have to travel far to window shop. ....hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will go again........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1503063434881589812?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1503063434881589812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/ice-lollies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1503063434881589812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1503063434881589812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/ice-lollies.html' title='Ice lollies'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-9188800636843037729</id><published>2010-12-16T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T20:59:01.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-9188800636843037729?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/9188800636843037729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/9188800636843037729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/9188800636843037729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/ice.html' title='Ice'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2468463900035682087</id><published>2010-12-01T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T04:03:24.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a life</title><content type='html'>It is true , the saying that " life begins at 50 " , well at least for me. I think I am enjoying life more now. Especially when my kids are all away and I have less worry about lunch ,dinner, tuition, music etc etc, you know, all the things that goes with bringing up children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more so when you have a purpose in life that is spiritually incline. Now that i am praying more, or at least trying to without my mind being elsewhere when I am saying the Divine mercy...heheh...I find comfort that God loves me, that I only need to turn to Him for everything and that He is omnipotent, hence I can pray anytime, anywhere and just talk. No need for joss sticks, candles or place. Even technology cant beat that!. You have internet but what good is it without a computer or vice versa? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon my LSG friends will be more high tech and more active. Then life will be more interesting and fun. It has already begun, with Bee Lin ever ready to host a gathering, with Rosita's new ideas and with some members ever ready to go paint the town red. Hey! Who says when you become a mother in law or grandmother you have to stay at home and knit. Nowadays these "old" ladies surf the net as often as their young chargins do. Move aside children, grandma is here !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been burning the lines with setting up a facebook portal for LSG ! Now the universe is our base. Earth calling Aliens ! We have grandmas flying off all over the world, we have grandmas in the latest gear, we have sexy grandmas........oh, our grandmas would be turning in their graves,....but, probably smiling and giving us the thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been an especially busy one. Like I said, Sandakan is not a sleep place. The place is only sleepy and boring if the person is sleepy and boring. There are so many things happening . For example, Dora and I went out the whole afternoon and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves doing this and that. Guess it is how you look at things, you know, the half full or, half empty glass opinion. I tend to look at it as half full, so .....no complains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one complain. we went to have a drink at De Little Cafe at Indah this evening. We ordered hot chocolate. It came in a big cup. So? What's wrong you might ask? Well, they served the hot chocolate without stirring it. They just poured hot water into the cup and spread the hot chocolate powder on top. So it's a stir yourself service. Its a first for me! Normally it comes stirred, you know what I mean? This one has all the powder still floating on top. Told Dora, maybe its the latest trend, stir your own. Are we so out of touch with the service industry? One day they will serve all the ingredients and ask you to fry your noodles yourself...hahaha.   What a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2468463900035682087?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2468463900035682087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2468463900035682087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2468463900035682087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-life.html' title='What a life'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2110057036128988451</id><published>2010-11-19T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T05:44:40.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no time Lah!!!</title><content type='html'>Some one asked me the other day why Am I so busy ? Everyday I seem to have a million things to do. Well, I do. Ok, let's take today for example.&lt;br /&gt;got up at 7.20am, breakfast and toilet time. 8.30 wrapped the mattress to be delivered to St.Mary' s convent. 9.10 am the new bed was delivered, Watched the men put it together. 10am Then drove to the convent with the lorry in tow, to deliver the bed and mattress. event to pay for the bed at Tangs. Off to Astro to enquire why our astro in KL isn't working. next stop at Edwin' s office to hand in some documents he wanted. Lunch. Home at 1.30. Switched on the computer and chatted with sister in law in Australia. tuition at 2.30 till 4.40 . shower. facial, 7.20 . Dinner at 8. Out for a while to mile 4. Then Alice came to sort out the insurance stuff. 9.45pm.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2110057036128988451?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2110057036128988451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-time-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2110057036128988451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2110057036128988451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-time-lah.html' title='no time Lah!!!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8308463827847212862</id><published>2010-11-18T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:01:34.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little town syndrome</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,  a new electrical store, a chain store from west Malaysia opened. Yeh.  What excitement. Hahaha. It is called Send Heng. So last nite, after dinner Edwin and I decided to go pay it a visit. Like  a few hundred other people we too wanted to have a browse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we changed and drove there. 5 mins in all . Hahaha....it was about to close. So we drove back laughing all the way. It was like as if we have never been to an electrical store before. Were we so bored? Of course we had better things to do, like watching TV but, .... Guess it is a new place to go for a browse. A place which Edwin would be interested as its not a clothing store!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  we will have to make another trip there, who knows, I might be lucky , my husband might decide to buy a 60 inch TV. Now that would be worth the trip for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really have to buy is more fish for my pond. Ones that don't die, or, come with a warranty. I bought many for the Chinese new year but now I only have 3 left. Wander who has been eating them? No kidding. Some creatures of the nite must be feasting on my fish. however I do have loads of guppies in there. Unfortunately they are not with bright colorful tails. According to Edwin, it's probably due to inbreeding, can't trust guppies nowadays. Leave them together in the pond and they are  up to no good. : (. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try to put a Koi. Then it would eat up all the guppies. Then again , the guppies might gang up and bite the Koi. .... Hahaha... Yeh right. Ok,ok. Too many movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8308463827847212862?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8308463827847212862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-town-syndrome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8308463827847212862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8308463827847212862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-town-syndrome.html' title='little town syndrome'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5791347041776305414</id><published>2010-11-15T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:34:40.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the world....ophs....year!</title><content type='html'>Another 6 weeks and it would be the end of the year. this year has gone by so fast that I can't remember what I did this time 6 months ago. can you? As I sit and teach my students, I worry for them. they still get their grammar wrong. I repeat the same thing day in and day out but.....to my great disappointment they still make the same mistakes.....why? It is the process food they eat that jams up their brains? is it too much computer games? Blame as we may, the fact remains that they still make the same horrible mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next year I will try harder, take a higher dose of BP tablets and try to teach logic and grammar to the kids. it's too scary to think how these kids are going to cope when they go overseas. Guess many of them won't make it so far. they will be home grown, home educated and home produced for .....the home market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed that my kids are well educated and will, with God' s grace, be ready for jobs globally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last blog, we have found a place to visit. You will say oh, the same old place.....you wont be wrong, but somehow we like the same old place. Tell you where when we come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, Morgan has found a job within 10 days of landing in KL, praise the Lord! Pray I did. He is with Accountants Resourcing. I hope he will be happy there. His office is in Mega Mall. luckily he is not a girl , otherwise all his salary will be spent on shopping...hahaha. Like the good son he is, he has promised to buy us dinner with his first pay check,  Shall we take up the offer or be the traditional Chinese parents and say no, save your money.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin says " save" and I say " go for it", cos further down the road he may have liabilities to pay for and dinner would be the last thing on his    "To do List"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's wait and see.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5791347041776305414?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5791347041776305414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-of-worldophsyear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5791347041776305414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5791347041776305414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-of-worldophsyear.html' title='end of the world....ophs....year!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3117774886738948511</id><published>2010-11-09T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:46:40.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No where to go</title><content type='html'>Who says the world is big?? I have been serfing the net looking at all the airline deals and still have not found a place to go. So sad! Then again when I watch the news, it's like there is a catastrophe every which way you turn. What is the world coming to? what have we done to mother earth? She is puking and spitting everywhere. She is sick. So are we... In the head ...destroying our own home land without a thought for our future generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still beautiful in Sabah. We still have lots of green all around us. The government promises to preserve the greens but ... Hey so many illegal things going on but still no action taken. Well , you see , must set up committees for this and that first before anything can be done. Then must have Royal Commission for this and that before the wheels are in motion. By that time everything of value has been destroyed or lost ot taken away, Then, the report  comes out stating that NEXT time they will be ready. Such is the wheel of the government. Too late and too little.  Have  they heard of WD 40?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the people are just as useless. We allow ourselves to be run to the ground. We made meagre attempts to complain. When nothing gets done, we say, its like that lah! What to do? So another day passes..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no where to go.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3117774886738948511?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3117774886738948511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-where-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3117774886738948511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3117774886738948511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-where-to-go.html' title='No where to go'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7200007810732184929</id><published>2010-11-07T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:43:57.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa is coming !!</title><content type='html'>Ho Ho Ho..Santa is coming......but, have you been naughty or nice? What happened to June, August and October ? It is now November ! Help ! I have been rob of the months. What have I done for 2010....hhmmmmm, Big Zero ! Just living in a pond of contentment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well many things have happened but still the pond is still here. The rocks are still here. The lily is still here. The frog is still here. Guess nothing much has changed on the outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, our mind set has been shaken and stirred. The sudden death of my brother in law has shaken all of us to take a good look at our lives. We have done a small evaluation and taken stock and have decided that God's will be done always but he never leaves us to pick up the pieces alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen that we cant understand, to which there are no answers, but if we take 1 step at a time, trust in the Lord and let him provide for us, time will heal the pain and , as it is HIS will, life goes on. I have a new policy on life, enjoy everyday with your loved ones, do things together and dont let small issues cloud your judgment . No body is perfect least of all me, so , stop judging and start living the life as GOD intended us to life. Sounds good? I am trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in December, Santa will come and leave presents for us under the tree. Last year I didnt have any presents cos i didnt put up my Christmas tree....hehehe. This year if I am around I will set it up, maybe,.....I hate the putting away part. Anyway, our Ladies Sharing group will be going around singing carols on 13/12 to 14/12.  I missed it last year cos I was away. Looking forward to it .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean your chimmeys......  :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7200007810732184929?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7200007810732184929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7200007810732184929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7200007810732184929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa-is-coming.html' title='Santa is coming !!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3745155144511883766</id><published>2010-10-29T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T04:05:15.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super woman lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFB4xtRCnI/AAAAAAAAACg/rtUblIYz4WY/s1600/IMG_0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFB4xtRCnI/AAAAAAAAACg/rtUblIYz4WY/s320/IMG_0839.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535277860686727794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFBwoac3WI/AAAAAAAAACY/SCDj7jZKOiU/s1600/IMG_0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFBwoac3WI/AAAAAAAAACY/SCDj7jZKOiU/s320/IMG_0830.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535277720752938338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think super woman is a fictitious character, think again....she is alive and well, living in Sandakan for the time being. She is none other than my sister in law Linda. having lost her beloved husband just 20 days ago , she has now stepped into an arena where even sharks are deemed harmless. She has stepped into her husband's shoes and running for MP under the BN flag. Whether this decision is correct or not only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She is out there everyday amongst the world' s  "deadliest catch" ..... A rose among the big fat thorns , beauty and the most cancerous of beast.... Maybe I am too harsh but anyone reading the news and keeping up with the development of our nation knows. Actually the whole nation knows except ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is working hard for her keep, we are all praying that she will succeed beyond her wildest dreams. We are all praying hard that she will be safe. Many good people are also working hard along side this very gentle lady to ensure her victory. God be praised. He closes one door and he opens another. The BN machinery is grinding on at full speed to make sure BN secures a win. The reasons for victory maybe different but who cares, as long as Linda wins. After that we will see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a politician is never a career choice on any sane person's list of preferred occupation, astronaut yes, doctor yes, teacher yes but politician.... Your parents will freak out!!!!! What a shame, when being in politics is one of the surest way you can effect change. Somehow, somewhere along the way ,people in power have corrupted the arena so much that it's no longer on any parents wish list for the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why did LInda go in with her eyes opened?  Out of necessity and responsibility...... I wish her well, may God guide and bless her with everything she needs to be the best that she can be for her family, for her constituents and for the country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3745155144511883766?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3745155144511883766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/super-woman-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3745155144511883766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3745155144511883766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/super-woman-lives.html' title='Super woman lives'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFB4xtRCnI/AAAAAAAAACg/rtUblIYz4WY/s72-c/IMG_0839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1623421479440872472</id><published>2010-10-25T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T04:09:06.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The town is on fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFCzIjY4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/0dLcJEwROx4/s1600/IMG_0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFCzIjY4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/0dLcJEwROx4/s320/IMG_0832.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535278863251726546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFCrzvDZ7I/AAAAAAAAACo/SQq0awzEtoc/s1600/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFCrzvDZ7I/AAAAAAAAACo/SQq0awzEtoc/s320/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535278737404422066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town is on fire with the election for Batu Sapi at stake.My sister in law, Datin LInda Tsen is the star as candidate for the seat of her late husband , Datuk Edmund Chong. She is overwhelmed by the whole event. Fortunately she is well taken care of by BN......by Musa himself.....so lucky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nomination is today. The election will be on 4/11. I have no doubt that she will be victorious as the whole BN machinery is in motion.&lt;br /&gt;It's all so exciting. For me, I am relaxing doing my nails. hey? Why not, someone has to keep the economy going.....heheheh....we can't all be  MPs or CM. For the rest of us ordinary malaysians life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I am going to color my hair to hide the " not black ones ".... Hahaha.  That is the only thing on earth that grows well without TLC ....don't you think? Wish my wallet has the same tendency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exam week here as it is in most of Malaysia so, most parents are on full anxiety alert. Its almost always the parents who are anxious and not the kids themselves. Schools are out at 12 noon so no lunch dates for me as most of my friends have kids still in school. Those who don't are on grandmother duty. I am the in between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, as time and tide waits for no man, I have to be off on the next errand ....chao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1623421479440872472?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1623421479440872472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/town-is-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1623421479440872472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1623421479440872472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/town-is-on-fire.html' title='The town is on fire'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFCzIjY4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/0dLcJEwROx4/s72-c/IMG_0832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5403121174367027254</id><published>2010-10-23T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:49:31.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down right religious?</title><content type='html'>If you think I have gone down right religious, well you are not too wrong. I am trying to be a good christian. After all I have been one for 26 years. Its only lately that I feel the need to to get to know Him. It isnt because that I was in the deeep end or something but I felt that I cant shoulder all the self imposed worries and anxieties on my own.....hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After learning more, I found that God will bear all my worries ( some self made ) and anxieties for me. Now that's a good deal if I may say so myself. So, why not? He is omnipotent, so I can call on Him anywhere, anytime and for anything. Great bargain ! And he does respond, I know, I have experienced it a few times. That is why now, I pray a lot for everything I fear, I worry, I want, I need and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I have a weak mind, so evil does lurk into it and cast doubts. Solution? Pray harder ! Lets start now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5403121174367027254?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5403121174367027254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/down-right-religious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5403121174367027254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5403121174367027254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/down-right-religious.html' title='Down right religious?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3448754208655532719</id><published>2010-10-23T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:38:39.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat I didnt ! Think I did !</title><content type='html'>Well, I was supposed to eat my way through my 1 week stay in Malacca but, I just didnt and somehow I couldnt. The need to eat everything I have missed is gone. I was quite happy to eat at home. Strange this onset of aging....hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent time with mum, so I guess that is good. I spent time with my old friends too. I also spent time in bed as I was down with vomiting and diarrhea one Tuesday nite. So my last 2 days in Malacca were spent eating oats and porridge.......sob! sob! and to think we were planning to have Thai food and Japanese. Anyway, better oats than no food at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sudden death of my brother in law at the age of 54, many of us woke up from our own self impose comatose state of living to realize that we have wasted a lot of precious time doing unimportant things. We put " worth " on little efforts of love,kindness, compassion and righteousness...that is when we have the time. When,in actual fact, it should have been the way of life and not just a " convenience " as and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take all our loved ones for granted, we chase after monetary gains and attach ourselves to materialistic things...blame it on the herd instinct, blame it on DNA, blame it on glossy magazines, whatever . We cant afford to stop to smell the roses in fear that if we did we would have to eat plain porridge instead of scallops...if you get my drift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, how do we stop earning, when most of us have hefty bills for our homes, education, health, cars etc etc . Are we to give up most of it and lead a simple life ? Are we to cut down our expenses and send the kids to the college down the road? How?  Its scary !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about if we try very hard to put God first, than family, friends, followed by &lt;br /&gt;work and money. ( Money isnt evil, man is ) . As God doesnt want us to be poor either, than its ok to have $$$, but do use it to carry out God's work. Dont know if this will work but, hey, what have we got to lose? I am all game for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3448754208655532719?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3448754208655532719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/eat-i-didnt-think-i-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3448754208655532719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3448754208655532719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/eat-i-didnt-think-i-did.html' title='Eat I didnt ! Think I did !'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7444000062622175634</id><published>2010-10-20T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:09:42.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr.Haze is back</title><content type='html'>Yes the haze is back with a vengeance. The clear sky is gone and the skyline is all but a blur. I am still in Malacca. Will be going home tomorrow. I have been away so long that I miss my friends and my home. So many things happened this month that we must live life to the fullest. A good  man has gone, leaving the rest of us to mourn the loss, but he left behind an amazing maze of wonderful warm memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as we know it continues and for what's its worth we have to live it like its the last day. After all the celebrating with my classmates some of whom I have not seen in 34 years, my stomach has finally called it quits and decided to put up a concert.....after a bout of diarrhea and vomiting, I now have to spend the last 2 days in Malacca eating porridge. Just as well I had a lot to eat with my friends. Oh well, there's always next time, mustn't be too greedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My folks are alright, they have their ups and downs but on the whole, it's good. I didn't do much , just lazing around. Guess I am still recovering from my trip to UK, the funeral and the long trip to Malacca. Cant complain. God has been good to me.Now as I sit here in my father's patio listening to the sound of the fountain I wander what's in store tomorrow. I hope the rest of 2010 will be quiet and peaceful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received an SMS from my sister in law, Pat, that her daughter Megan has been scheduled for a caesarian tomorrow. She is expecting twins please pray for their  safe delivery. Now that would make me a grand aunty....woah! .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7444000062622175634?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7444000062622175634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/mrhaze-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7444000062622175634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7444000062622175634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/mrhaze-is-back.html' title='Mr.Haze is back'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6793544137016092191</id><published>2010-10-16T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T07:28:34.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva CHIJ 150 ! Happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7OjPqU7EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xdAbgHW5M6Y/s1600/IMG_0747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7OjPqU7EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xdAbgHW5M6Y/s320/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534588096979725378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7NhN3LtAI/AAAAAAAAACI/vKnMHMalodc/s1600/IMG_0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7NhN3LtAI/AAAAAAAAACI/vKnMHMalodc/s320/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534586962625410050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7MRY_K2bI/AAAAAAAAACA/q76bkscPc_4/s1600/IMG_0735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7MRY_K2bI/AAAAAAAAACA/q76bkscPc_4/s320/IMG_0735.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534585591222163890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ! My old school is 150 years old. That makes me.....well old. last nite we had an anniversary celebration at Century Makota in Malcca. 500 past pupils attended a gala dinner with a few celebraties......our old teachers and past principals. What a nite of reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;, laughter and catching up for the lost 30 years of friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students  who graduated as far back as 1955 came. The  oldest past pupil is a lady of 91....so we are still young. the celebrations started with a mass at the school chapel at 8.30am. We finished at 11.30pm. What a nite! I finally met up with my past principal&lt;br /&gt;, Sr. Anne Wong. Everyone had a glorious time with their classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one will be in 25 years time, Well, some of us won't be around.....so enjoy we did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6793544137016092191?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6793544137016092191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-chij-150-happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6793544137016092191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6793544137016092191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-chij-150-happy-birthday.html' title='Viva CHIJ 150 ! Happy birthday'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TM7OjPqU7EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xdAbgHW5M6Y/s72-c/IMG_0747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5800314283025050266</id><published>2010-10-15T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T04:02:15.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness is in the air</title><content type='html'>one is never prepared for the lost of a loved one.Never is too mild to describe the untimely passing of a great human being, my brother in law Edmund Chong. he was such a good man that we all ask " WHY ". I am afraid there is no answer. Only God knows. We have to accept it and thank God that we had him for 54 years. So many people came to honor him and to pay flowering tributes to his life his deeds and his infectious smile.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can hear his voice calling me " aunty Viola" and me answering " hello uncle Edmund" In fact I collected coffee from England so that when he next visit me I have his favorite drink ready.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The family is still in disbelieve  even though he was finally put to rest yesterday. Now his family has to make a very big adjustment to life without him. Tears  flowed till the tank is empty. Our hearts broke into tiny unsaveable pieces. We keep using his name in our conversation as if he is still around. Such was his infectious happy personality left in our hearts forever. I am so blessed to have been given the privilege to be his sister in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us will recover from this loss. We have to believe that God had a reason. Love HIM and love the life He has blessed us with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5800314283025050266?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5800314283025050266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/sadness-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5800314283025050266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5800314283025050266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/sadness-is-in-air.html' title='Sadness is in the air'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5184233885017708281</id><published>2010-10-10T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T04:59:12.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairness is for the birds</title><content type='html'>we know that life is unfair but , sometimes it's more than unfair it's down right meaningless and tragic.My brother in law,54, was tragically killed in an accident on sat. A nicer man you can't find. I am trying not to ask WHY but the question creeps in from time to time, I know God has a reason and a plan. He closes a door and opens another. we have to be strong and now its the time to call on the Lord and seek comfort in his loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard not to cry when the family is in deep grieve. the children are so affected by it. No one is spared by this tragedy. the funeral will be on Thursday. from now till Thursday we will be in limbo of tiredness. it's so unfair. .....but life goes on for the rest of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we never give a second thought when we see people grieving not until it touches us personally. then it hurts really bad. tears are never enough. lord give us strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5184233885017708281?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5184233885017708281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/fairness-is-for-birds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5184233885017708281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5184233885017708281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/fairness-is-for-birds.html' title='Fairness is for the birds'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-33359050390670826</id><published>2010-10-08T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T01:58:26.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>It's so good to be home. nothing beats sleeping on your own bed when your body feels like it has gone to Disneyland and back after riding on all the roller coasters 10 times..... If you get my drift. my lower back feels like I had been stepped on by a mammoth.....so much for going on a holiday. Its not the road trip that tire us out, it was the plane journey that took forever there and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say the 2 weeks there was interesting and fun and filling....food!!!  the food on the plane was nice....surprise , surprise!. hurray for Royal Brunei. I only wish that their connecting flights was more convenient. We had to wait in Brunei for 8 hours to catch a flight to 20 min flight to KK. Your Majesty do something!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did all the touristy sights so we walked a lot, a lot, a lot....now I have muscles on my thighs......move aside, Sylvester Stallone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days in London was more than we could take. So when we left, no one was sad, its too crowded in London with tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set up base in Oxford with two very nice people. they extended their warm hospitality and made us feel at home. Of course it helps that their home is so nice. Then we drove to Scotland. We stayed in Edinburgh and did more touristy things. We drove up to St. Andrews&lt;br /&gt;To the home of GOLF. had a pub lunch and drove back to Oxford all in 1 day. ....mad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did more interesting touristy things in Oxford. The men went to play golf so Morgan and I had chance to go shopping. Nothing to buy as it's all autumn and winter stuff on sale. went to the famous Biscester Village where one can find all the branded stuff. Wow! Suddenly I felt like I was in China....they were everywhere.....I think money grow on trees in China. I didn't find the place enticing . We have Star Hill and Pavillion in KL and KLCC. People actually come by the bus loads to shop there, no kidding. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorena, our friend took us punting. She taught the boys the art of punting. They enjoyed it vey much. No one fell in the river but Jordan lost his pole. It got stuck in the branches of a tree by the bank....hahaha. We managed to retrieve it and continued on without much ado.I must say the best punt man is Sheldon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Cardiff to visit another friend. Had tea and left promising to visit again. Then we shot off to visit Noel at Hatsfield. Took him out for dinner. Had Chinese of course!!! By this time we had burgers coming out of our ears. Rice and fried egg would have been heaven sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  flight home was ....aihhhhh uggggg.....couldn't sleep a wink so I watched 5 movies. ....oh, I love my home.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins couldn't wait to start uni. So we drove them there on 3/10. Spent a few hours with them and left later then planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so our 2 week vacation soon came to an end. We were tired and ready to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-33359050390670826?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/33359050390670826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/33359050390670826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/33359050390670826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6307766677947922219</id><published>2010-10-04T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T04:13:19.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uk in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFDw1SsLAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a0FkQrx9V3M/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFDw1SsLAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a0FkQrx9V3M/s320/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535279923233303554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been in  England for 11days now. we have had more rainy days than sunny ones. But still we have had a blast with the kids driving every where....in the rain. Luckily we have the $2 raincoats that I bought from Servey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel was the first to be dropped off, literally from the airport. He is settling in well. He starts today. We have visited him twice already to take him out for a good meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped the twins off yesterday. They can't wait to start this new chapter of their life in uni. So with great sadness we left them to settle in. Today we are going shopping in Oxford .  Since I have a lot of weight left, I can consider getting an elephant home...hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had nice food to eat so guess my fancy jeans won't fit for now. Luckily I brought my old pairs. Starting Thursday I have to eat porridge/water/vege/fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys didn't like London as it was too crowded with dodgy people......people everywhere you look, tourist from Europe mainly. But like good tourist we visited a lot of historical sites, on foot!......Of course we took the tube there first....£5.60 per person per day all day pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Travel Lodge . The charges are very reasonable for central London. Anyway after a two days Edwin got used to the £ so, he didn't feel that it is soooo expensive as we thought. A bottle of mineral water ,small bottle cost 89p. Food cost on average £5 pp per meal.....hamburgers. £5 for charsiew/siewup fan in Chinatown in London, so not too bad. The portions are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to go now......shopping, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6307766677947922219?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6307766677947922219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/uk-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6307766677947922219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6307766677947922219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/10/uk-in-rain.html' title='Uk in the rain'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/TNFDw1SsLAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a0FkQrx9V3M/s72-c/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_0575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5351712078252137088</id><published>2010-08-30T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T19:36:17.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is.....</title><content type='html'>I know for sure that the next 3 weeks will go by at the blink of an eye. All my boys , yes, all 4 of them are home. Hey this only happens at CNY, so I am happy. Now my home will be a home again with mess everywhere, things in places they dont belong, papers on chairs, floor, empty water bottles under the table etc etc....now if that isnt homely, I dont know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more visa to come and we are on our way to UK. I am praying hard that Sheldon will get it by next week. Nothing is impossible with the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is doing as well as it could be. Some good days and some not so good. She can live with that. After staying with her for 8 days I do realised that it is very lonely at home when all the kids are gone. Especially when you dont feel too well and you dont feel like socializing, you cant eat so many things on the menu and you dont have people to chat with ....yeh, its lonely alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though my house is messy, I still have 4 kids to talk to, guess that is a blessing.....must enjoy it NOW. Shall just walk over the clothes, papers and water bottles without complaining.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am planning to buy  beds for my twins. They have been sleeping on a queen size bed for 19 years. Its a bit too squeezy, now that they are fully formed adults. The trouble is , the room isnt big enough for 2 single beds. Plan A : mattress on the floor. Plan B : Pull out bed. Plan C : 2 single beds. Plan D : keep the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions decisions,.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5351712078252137088?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5351712078252137088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/happiness-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5351712078252137088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5351712078252137088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness is.....'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-640447639421671382</id><published>2010-08-18T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T19:07:40.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family videos a must.</title><content type='html'>Well, I have nothing on my hands except time. While looking after my mum, and I do mean " looking after ".....only use my eyes...and mouth...hahaha....we have been watching family events etc etc taken on my mum's camcorder. What a good time mum and I had sharing all these precious moments. I so enjoyed watching and her telling me who's who. Saw all my cousins I have not seen in a zillion years. Its a zillion years cos everyone's hair is white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sharing really gave my mum energy. Guess its something that gives her great pleasure. I missed so many of the happy events in their lives. I thank God that they have so many good friends. Sadly a few of them are no longer here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too went out with my classmates last  nite, 2 of them. We have been in touch since time inmemorial....just after the dinosaurs became extinct!!! We had a good time reminicing about our school days , about our kids etc etc. The only thing we didnt do was count our wrinkles.I am so glad I will be meeting more of them in Oct at the 150th anniversary celebrations of our old school CHIJ. Cant wait for 15th Oct to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-640447639421671382?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/640447639421671382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-videos-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/640447639421671382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/640447639421671382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-videos-must.html' title='Family videos a must.'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3925711213215917618</id><published>2010-08-15T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:11:35.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is out</title><content type='html'>Well, I am finally in Malacca. Took over the nursing duties from Lorna. Today is the 1st day only. Mum is better. Tired due to the inactivity for the past 8 days and also due to the medication...I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its no fun when parents get old. Guess I better experience the after care so I know what to expect when my turn comes. The main problem I think is communication. They talk but they dont listen. We talk and they also want to talk, so they dont listen. The mind isnt focus. Its travelling in all direction except in that of the speaker. I hope its isnt genetic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also the feeling that she is helpless, I mean she thinks she is helpless. I beg to differ. I think that the elderly should as far as possible get up and do things for themselves. If they dont then their legs get weak and their mind losses the ability to focus. I hope I remember all these when I am older....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3925711213215917618?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3925711213215917618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/sun-is-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3925711213215917618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3925711213215917618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/sun-is-out.html' title='The sun is out'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1438330564376855822</id><published>2010-08-02T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:42:45.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its raining in Spain</title><content type='html'>Well, a lot  has happened since the last time I wrote on my blog. With the funeral and all its dashing about over, another drama unfolds. One by one in the family has been diagnose with glaucoma. Nobody is blind yet, thank god for that, but it has caused shock waves to ripple through the family grape vine. So we all went to check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin has the beginnings of this dreadful disease so eye drops has to be religiously applied for the rest of his life to arrest its development. The others have it worst so they too have to put on eye drops everyday for the next 30 odd years or more. The only person who actually has healthy eyes is my mother in law who is 86. She only had cataract which has since been removed so, her eyesight is better than all of combined. What a laugh! They dont make eyes like they used too. Now its all made in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my 1st checkup on Friday last week in KK. Nothing wrong with my eyes as far as I know, apart from shortsightedness. Well, well, What do you know? No cataract. Hurray! No glaucoma. Double hurray! But, there was a tear in my retina. A slight tear but with time and if unattended to would eventually get bigger.The end result is retina detachment. The curtains come down and you see nothing at all. So I had it lasered closed there and then. A simple procedure which took about 2 mins....zap! zap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And RM800 later the hole is no more. But new holes can appear as my eyeballs are stretched due to my long sightedness of -12 and -11. So I will have to make sure I visit the good doctor once a year. There goes my shopping money...hehehe. Guess its better a tear than glaucoma huh? The lesser of the two evils. What else can tear??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesnt mean I am clear of cataract though. The doctors said that most people have cataract, its only a matter of when. God willing, mine wont appear till I am 70. So if you havent checked your eyes yet and you are past 50, do go NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1438330564376855822?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1438330564376855822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-raining-in-spain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1438330564376855822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1438330564376855822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-raining-in-spain.html' title='Its raining in Spain'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2192204005584581000</id><published>2010-07-20T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T04:50:36.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid or what?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel so dumb....cant even send simple emails with photos attached, but then again, maybe the computer is dumb....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent so many and some can open and some cant. How do you explain this?? Apparently a Law degree is useless when it comes to explaining the simple workings of a computer  that any 10 year old can understand. Well, I am not 10 and I am not " simple ". Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my kids are not around so, who do I ask? Have to act stupid and ask the computer guy again. What will he think of me?....stupid lady lah!!! Guess by now, after half a century I should be use to it huh? ....okokok....tomorrow I will ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the good old days when we used a letter opener to open a letter? The photos are sure to be inside the envelope. Now they are lost in cyber space. I wander where the lost and found department in cyber space is? Any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line, learning is tough, remembering what you have learnt is even tougher.........ahhhh, life goes on, more grey cells die as we speak, so the connection gets worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2192204005584581000?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2192204005584581000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/stupid-or-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2192204005584581000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2192204005584581000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/stupid-or-what.html' title='Stupid or what?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5092107370637771638</id><published>2010-07-10T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:04:30.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Divide</title><content type='html'>I have been saddened and disappointed by a statement made recently. I am so naive to think that just because we are all children of God that we are equal before him. Actually in God's eyes we are. However, humans view it differently. We may worship the same God, his son Jesus and the holy spirit but on earth we are divided by race and religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the same religion we are again divided by the different denominations. The Lutherians, the Roman Catholics " dan lain lain" . Our style of worship differs, our prayers differ a little, our interpretation of the Holy Book differs and so our preaching and believe differ too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However  there is a passage in the Bible which says we must love our neighbours. The interpretation of this passage in Luke 10 : 25-37 is clear and precise, Jesus even gave an example. It can not be misinterpreted any other way. Sadly, even with this concise explanation of the meaning " neighbours" people still refuse to open their hearts to welcome another from a different denomination, even in the spirit of fellowship. This is so sad. Now we are behaving like some other religion which feels that merely by association they followers will be " duped " into converting. I thought we are more intelligent than those others. But I am wrong. We are still in the dark ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was advised not to invite a speaker of a different church to come for fellowship on the grounds that the group is strictly a Catholic fellowship. At this point I would like to say that I am of the Christian faith. So what am I doing in a Catholic group, leading this catholic group weekly? How naive of me to think that we are one. We are one only on the surface. When push came to shove, we, who are not Catholics, are merely guests by invitation. This is the reality of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greatly disappointed by this revelation. The range of feelings I went through was intense. I prayed for understanding. I shared but comfort did not come. So, upon a friend's advise that I can only find the answer in prayers ,I prayed. Listen, she says when the Holy Spirit talks to you. I continued to pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was right. The Holy Spirit gave me an answer while I was in the shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to feel disappointed by a discriminatory statement? Who am I to judge? I disappoint God every day . Now I know how God feels by my careless attitude towards his love for me. Everyday ,by my words, deeds and actions I disappoint him.I commit sins without fail, when I drive, when I am in a hurry and by intentionally being sarcastic. Yet he forgives me and still loves me. How I have hurt him all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with that knowledge I could let go of my sadness and disappointment and be at peace. Sinners can not be the judge of others. How can I complain of the hurt of disappointment when I myself am guilty of the same daily ? Instantaneously I felt free. It is a good feeling. I will pray for us all that we will be blessed with the faith to " love our neighbours " without condition. I hope one day we will be able to invite anyone we like to share with us at our weekly gathering regardless of race or religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I will continue to serve the group to the best of my capability armed with God's love, his teachings of righteousness and truth and his gift of participation in his kingdom, power and glory and, life everlasting in heaven. Glory be to the Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5092107370637771638?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5092107370637771638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-divide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5092107370637771638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5092107370637771638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-divide.html' title='The Great Divide'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8955150449223261926</id><published>2010-07-08T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:22:14.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moulin Rouge !!!</title><content type='html'>Annie, Diana and I have been practicing so hard for tonight. We will be great !!! Will tell you how many rotten eggs were thrown later....hahahaha. Probably all will be aimed at me. Anyway, we are of three levels, ie, Annie in her 30's, Diana in her 40's and me pass the half century mark,....age has its advantage. I can use loss of memory as an excuse if and when I do make mistakes. No.No. I shall be great !! ( must practice positive thinking. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am supposed to be at the hairdresser doing my hair. What hair??? Nothing to do with a few strands.....hehehe....need a miracle to look like a godess, which both Annie and Diana will be tonite. Hopefully they look so great that all eyes will be on them, then I can dance and be relaxed. The old eyes looking at me wont be able to see so clearly. Body too stiff to wiggle like Annie can. Dont get old if you like dancing. The body will just not listen to the mind, trust me. Like the internet line, you pay for the fastest line but still the service is slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go or not to go to the hairdresser? .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8955150449223261926?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8955150449223261926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/moulin-rouge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8955150449223261926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8955150449223261926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/moulin-rouge.html' title='Moulin Rouge !!!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3041423945791870799</id><published>2010-07-08T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:06:25.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>I have not been on for sometime as my beloved father in law passed away on the 23/6 after 2 weeks in hospital and after nearly 6 years in bed. May he rest in peace and God bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family all came home and said their goodbyes before he passed. My mum in law was very composed throughout the event. Everyone rallied together in this time of sadness and pulled together as one. I am so proud to be part of this very close family, to experience the unity, love and support before and after his passing. I feel that God has blessed me so by allowing me to be part of the Tsens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now mum has to go on with her life and catch up with the rest of the world after being home bound for so long. Her kids have taken her to KK for a week, then off to Melbourne at the end of Nov to be great grand ma to Megan's child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime everyone is busy with this and that. Life is so precious. Live it fully every second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3041423945791870799?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3041423945791870799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3041423945791870799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3041423945791870799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3834943720708899516</id><published>2010-06-06T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T23:18:56.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The curtains are coming down</title><content type='html'>This morning we woke up to a beautiful sunshiny day. However, its not sunshiny for all of us. My father in law took a turn for the worst. He hasnt been eating well for the past 2 days. Today he didnt even wake up. His has trouble getting a lung full of air cos of the massive amount of phlegm in his lungs. His fingers have turned blue and he doesnt even feel when we tickle him. The family has been informed. We are at this moment still waiting for the doctor to make a housecall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our friends are praying for him. May God be merciful. My mother in law is so sad. I think she knows. Sometimes we know but we are just not ready. Who is ever ready for death? Its in God's hands now........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3834943720708899516?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3834943720708899516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/06/curtains-are-coming-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3834943720708899516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3834943720708899516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/06/curtains-are-coming-down.html' title='The curtains are coming down'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6537633930724969998</id><published>2010-06-06T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T03:21:10.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot but sane</title><content type='html'>It sure has been a hot week. hot hot hot....thats all I hear where ever I go. Even when it rains its hot rain. The week seems to just seemleesly go by without much ado. The first week of June has gone by....my god, what will tomorrow bring? Will we become older and wiser? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week has gone by at the wink of an eye. I have been to KK twice and back. Fortunately things have all gone according to plan. Praise the Lord. Sheldon is now in Malacca stuffing himself with knowledge and food. Noel has driven to the East Coast for the weekend. We, in Sandakan have just been couch potatoes, having no interesting places to go...sob sob. Actually I so like to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we were in KK we had nothing much to do. WE drove around to look at all the big and "beautiful " houses. Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder so....I see with my little eye big houses with high maintainence bills, needing more then 3 maids, and only they know the electricity bills every month.....goodness, the houses are so big that you probably need a walkie talkie to look for the occupants. Even the cockroaches need to have HP to contact each other. Nice but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the food though, especially ngau chap. Why is it there is no ngau chap stall in Sandakan ?...hu? huh? why? why? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have been doing so far is eat. We had the LSG in my house and we ate spagetti and lots of other goodies, especially Siew Kiet's bread pudding. Then, on Friday we had dinner at Heng Loong for the IWC meeting. Tonite we are going for bak kut teh. Arent we blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I will be doing all the same things as I have a lot on my plate at the moment.  I am so busy but still I think I have put on a wee bit of weight....darn the KK food. How not to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am looking forward to all my activities this week. With God's blessing and guidance from the Holy Spirit, my week will be wonderfully happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6537633930724969998?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6537633930724969998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/06/hot-but-sane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6537633930724969998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6537633930724969998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/06/hot-but-sane.html' title='Hot but sane'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1296839317781415321</id><published>2010-05-23T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:40:03.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100% Kylie  in KK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S_j34KK7F_I/AAAAAAAAABw/h0IGcTVuw9M/s1600/IMG_0056%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S_j34KK7F_I/AAAAAAAAABw/h0IGcTVuw9M/s320/IMG_0056%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474397891243743218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I surprise I had when I came back from dinner on wednesday and was told that Linda had invited us to KK to attend a charity dinner and concert. All the money collected goes to the Paliative Care Society of KK. The concert was to be performed by Kylie ( Minogue )....impersonator....hahaha. To tell the truth I wouldnt know even if the real Kylie stood beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to dress up as it was a black tie affair. So out came my gown. Fortunately I could still get into it. So we drove to KK for the big nite. It was grand indeed with Madhadir Lokman of TVM as MC. Most came all dreesed up but , some Malaysians, as you know do not understand the meaning of "black tie" . Met an old friend, Anne, Claire Ma and MieKiu's daughter Sophia. The food was ok. All in all we enjoyed ourselves. The music was a tad too loud and too fast but its not her fault that we are too old for her music...hehe. My thanks goes to Edmund and Linda for inviting us. One thing I must say is that Malaysians are generous people, the rich ones !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in Promenade apartments. Clean inside the room but the out side hasnt been painted for years. Well for $172.50 per nite for 4, we cant complain. Next week we are trying out Celine Hotel at City mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove back on Saturday in time to attend the IJM 25th Anniversary Dinner at Hakka Assoc Hall. Now the show was good. Everyone enjoyed listening to Joanne Yeoh play her violin ( touted to be the Vanessa Mae of Malaysia ) and we laughed to Buddy Lauren's antics and jokes and to songs belted out by Martha Clarice. Thank you IJM for an enjoyable nite. The food was good. What a weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1296839317781415321?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1296839317781415321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/05/100-kylie-in-kk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1296839317781415321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1296839317781415321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/05/100-kylie-in-kk.html' title='100% Kylie  in KK'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S_j34KK7F_I/AAAAAAAAABw/h0IGcTVuw9M/s72-c/IMG_0056%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1982365151522092699</id><published>2010-05-10T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:45:35.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last !!!</title><content type='html'>I got my house back at last. Exactly 2 months to this day!!!!All the workers are out and my house will be a home again. Just have to wait for my kakaks to clean up and put all the things back where they belong.....ahhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually come to think of it, it wasnt all that bad. At least we had visitors everyday. May even miss chatting to them....nooooo!!!!.  I do have to thank them for a job well done though. They worked really hard to finish it on time and I think they did a good job. Not mnay things broken along the way. Just a bit of the frame of my big picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cleaning bit is the worst as even though we clean everyday the floor still doesnt feel 100% dust free. But my house, my garden wall and my roof looks brand new. What a coat of paint cant do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never dared to imagine this day would come so soon. Now for the painful part. Pay the bill !!!!.hehehe. I have paid some already so there wouldnt be an avalanche of bills on my head. The biggest would be the house itself, then the painters, the the paint ....woah!!...pain pain pain. Nothing paper with the agong's head cant fix.....well lets be positive.! Its only paper. Now where did I keep all that monopoly money??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1982365151522092699?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1982365151522092699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1982365151522092699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1982365151522092699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last !!!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7818628819777670827</id><published>2010-05-01T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:27:38.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring clean in the spring!</title><content type='html'>Well, its that time of the year. The time to throw things out that you have not used for more than 5 years. For austerity sake we keep it for 5 years....you know, just in case. I thought I am good at throwing things out, but my son is even better. He, Morgan throws everything out like as if they cost nothing.  So we managed to tidy a lot!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However he is good at throwing other people's things away, but his own he takes 2 days to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have managed to clear the things from 3 bedrooms, an achievement in itself...no eye see policy. More to be thrown out, like old furniture which my son says its dated...old fashioned. He is right but our " so sayang" policy gets in the way. Now have to close both eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is finally looking good again with new lights fixed into smooth white ceiling...ahhh. The walls are so white and clean. Now the painters are doing the doors and then upstairs. Not looking forward to the invasion of privacy but...good bye cracks!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to get my home the way it was with a few changes...de-cluttering is the buzz word for now. Less is more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main problem when you de-clutter is that you have to throw out the stuff. But sometimes the things are collectibles so storage becomes a problem. If only somethings have an expiry date . When the time comes it just disintegrates into thin air. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Got to go and buy more vacuum bags. So handy for storage of pillows, cushions, blankets and clothes, but, they are so expensive. Any cheap solution anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7818628819777670827?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7818628819777670827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-clean-in-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7818628819777670827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7818628819777670827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-clean-in-spring.html' title='Spring clean in the spring!'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5759907532449440453</id><published>2010-04-25T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:51:41.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Taiwan 3</title><content type='html'>Fri 23/4 : Breakfast lousy, very lousy. Went to Yue Liu to see natural rock formation . Rocks erroded by the waves. Fantastic. Drove up the mountain about 30mins from Taipei. More shops. Rained so heavily that all our jeans and shoes got very wet. But it was worth it tho. The snacks there are just ....yummy. We tried a few stuff, great. The only problem was our stomach not big enough, what a pity. Filled the tummy and emptied the wallet in the rain...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mongolian steamboat was on the menu that nite. ok ok only. Then ,it was last nite of shopping at Wu Fan Pu. The object of the trip was to finish what ever NT you still had in your wallet. Bed time at 11pm after a frantic attempt at packing cos only allowed 20kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call at 5am. On the bus at 6am. Airport at 6.40am. Breakfast good. Yes at last the breakfast was good. The hotel gave us packed breakfast of sandwich and soya milk. Yummy. Should have had packed breakfast every morning. We had our breakfast standing up outside the toilet. Yep! Convenient, eat and go. The airasia counter not opened yet. The plane left on time. Hoorah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so hungry, but guess what? No food for sale....no typing error here. They sold out all the food on the flight from KK to Taiwan. So, this flight from Taiwan to KK no food. That is airasia for you. Luckily we are all familiar with cheap airlines. So everyone had buns in their handbags....hahaha...yep. Handbags are not for lipstick only. So we all had buns for brunch. Arrived at KK, took our luggage and went straight to KKIA, Mcdonalds !!!.  Food! The rest as they say is history.........home sweet home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Visit Taiwan only if you have no where else to go. Or, pay for a better tour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5759907532449440453?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5759907532449440453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-taiwan-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5759907532449440453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5759907532449440453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-taiwan-3.html' title='Fun Taiwan 3'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6385803426719636727</id><published>2010-04-25T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:31:22.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Taiwan 2</title><content type='html'>Kaoshiung was our next pit stop for 2 days. Its the southern most city. Visited the biggest shopping mall in Taiwan. They gave us like 1 1/2 hours so we couldnt really appreciate the place. Lunch ok. We bought some t-shirts and sotong. Its amazing how many types of flavor they can mix the sotong with! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a river cruise at 2pm in the afternoon. Stupid tourists! Us! That took 20 mins. Maybe its a very short river...from 1 bridge to the other and back. More like from one end of the bathtub to the other. Then we checked into the hotel and had dinner there. No nite market that nite....so we had more time to sleep and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue 20/4 : Breakfast lousy. Visited Fo Guan Shan temple to see the giant Buddha. It was long walk all the way up in the hot sun. Had an inch of sun block on my face. Then we went to  another temple. This time we were told to walk into the mouth of the dragon and walk out from the butt of the tiger. Yep! Anything for good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at the Hakka village where they used cheap plastic utensils. Maybe they thought we might steal the spoons and plates. We ate just to fill the stomach. Get the picture? Dinner as usual, more vege then meat. Then its the nite market again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed 21/4 : Drove to Taichung. Middle of Taiwan, not the supermarket at mile 4. The weather played up and it rained all the way. We couldnt get down at Puli Chung Tai temple. Sat in the bus. Finally the rain stopped and we went down and took a quick look around. Very nice and modern temple but no time to see all. Then off to Sun Moon Lake. Had lunch, then like sheep to slaughter, off to the Bee Place...hahaha . The royal jelly shop where money could not be used....so, out came the plastic. The stuff so expensive, that unless you paid with plastic you wont have money for the nite market again. Rain rain go away. Nite market again.....yawn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 22/4 : Taipei here we come. Had lunch at Din Tai Fong. Yes, the famous place for siau loong pau. Nice, very nice. After lunch stopped at the wharf to see a bridge. Apparently many movies have been taken there. Why? I really dont know. To me, nothing special. For dinner we had steam boat. Ok lah. Then to the famous 101 shopping centre where 1 plastic isnt enough. In my humble opinion KLCC is better and bigger. After walking in 101, we fell to the level of the nite market again. This time most of us just sat down and looked at the people walking up and down looking at the clothes. That was how tired we were of shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6385803426719636727?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6385803426719636727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-taiwan-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6385803426719636727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6385803426719636727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-taiwan-2.html' title='Fun Taiwan 2'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3893307800786557052</id><published>2010-04-25T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T02:59:53.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Taiwan ???????</title><content type='html'>We just got back from Taiwan, Pat and I, last nite. Fun it wasnt. Boring it was. Maybe we joined the wrong tour. According to Channel 707 , the travel channel, Taiwan is fun.....hmmmm. Do you think there could be 2 Taiwans?....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey started with a bomb! No kidding. We were stuck at LCCT KK for 4 hours cos of the bomb found in the drain by the runway. we finally took off 4 1/2 hours later missing our morning sighseeing trip in Taiwan. For that they gave us back NT200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat 17/4 : Arrived at Taoyang Int Airport at 1.30pm. Took the bus to the train Stn to catch the bullet train to Taipei. Had our first taste of Taiwanese cuisine....hotdog, hahaha. Well, that was the only thing that looked familiar. It tasted nice. Then it was a long walk to catch the bullet train. It was an old bullet tho. Not as fast nor as new as the one in Tokyo. Old bullet bites the dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we missed the train, yeh, on the 1st day already late. There were 33 people in the group. Some were quite old so they could not walk as fast. Luckily the guard let us catch the next one. Then we took the MRT to The Chiang kai Shek Memorial Square. Nothing to see but bigger than life buildings. Just like in China. Dinner followed, ok lah!. It was cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went shopping at the nite market. Apparently Taiwan is famous for its nite markets. We bought doughnuts for supper. Then we checked into Champion Hotel...haha. Well the hotel is nice.Room 202.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun 18/4 : Lousy breakfast. Theme Park was the next place. What do old people do at a theme park??  What else, grumble grumble. We had to queue for everything as half of China was there.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to catch 1 show in the 4 hours we were there. Lousy lunch. NT 150. Dinner was better. The restaurant looked like a place out of a science fiction book. The owner is an artist so his whole place is decorated in a weird arty fashion. The food was ok, but the aircon was so cold. Maybe he wanted us to feel like we were on Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nite market again. We couldnt shallow another nite market so Pat and I walked along the main street instead. Bought some very nice shoes for RM19. Couldnt believe it. Well, will tell you if the shoe last a week when I start wearing them...hahaha, for RM19 what do you expect? After that we went to Chung Yu Shopping Mall. Big but not as good as Mega Mall. The Hotel was terrible, the bed was hard and the pillow yakky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon 19/4 : Lousy breakfast. Followed by a lousier train ride....trolley train, clickety clack...didnt understand a word the train guide was saying. But from the looks of all there, no one was paying attention. So, I didnt miss anything. The only stop was a milk farm. What a laugh. Milk farm indeed. More like a cow shed with a shop attached. Of course everyone bought goodies made from milk ( what else) . We didnt buy anything. The nougat tasted like cardboard with sugar. Lunch ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3893307800786557052?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3893307800786557052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-taiwan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3893307800786557052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3893307800786557052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-taiwan.html' title='Fun Taiwan ???????'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-9212782965927371576</id><published>2010-04-08T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:10:21.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One good morning</title><content type='html'>This morning I led my first prayer meeting at Li Fah's house. It went well as everyone helped and participated without prompting. As I am new to this I needed all the help I could get and I told them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang songs we have not sung in a long time and we especially enjoyed the Easter songs. We read the bible and shared our experiences. Of course we also side tracked, that is the fun part. In the middle of this we stopped and ate chocolates, you know to re-energised....hahaha...more like to increase our sugar intake so we can sing better, as they say, high on sugar!! Everyone proclaimed that the chocolates werent sweet so, ....what does that mean? ....it means we can eat more lah!! that is exactly what some did. Not sweet bah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch as usual at Li Fah's house was good. Its good at every body's house. Sometimes you dont know whether we came for the prayer or the food...hehehe. Of course we ate more chocolates as dessert (who's to stop us) in addition to the tong shui. Greed and over eating are 2 vices allowed on thursdays! chatting while stuffing ourselves is one part of multitasking we do best. What can I say, boy we are good! We also enjoyed fresh dates and dried olives. All that was missing was turbaned men fanning us as we ate....like in arabian nights?...or maybe in the court of Fu Man Chu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed so much that we have planned to go to karaoke and make noise...ahem!....sing??? If the moon crashes or your dogs start howling next wed at 8pm you know why. We only live once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-9212782965927371576?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/9212782965927371576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-good-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/9212782965927371576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/9212782965927371576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-good-morning.html' title='One good morning'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-871307329058212828</id><published>2010-04-06T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T02:03:54.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begging works !</title><content type='html'>Well, today all the workmen came in for work. I was so happy as work would progress . They started upstairs, 4 rooms in all and , hey presto, they finished all the work. Not bad for 2 guys. hahaha.....the patches were very small cos I didnt want them to knock like they did downstairs. They went beserk down stairs and knocked everything that sounded empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs they only knocked where they could see a bulge. What a mess, so many things to move from 1 room to another, like playing merry go round. Of course it was happy dust day ! All in all the workmen were pretty accomodating. They tried their level best not to mess up.Poor things, we were standing there directing dust traffic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally begged  and " angkat kaki" of the master craftsman to get him to finish my bedroom. He did even though he said it couldnt be done at first....the power of sweet talk!! Men!!!. They fall for it all the time.....hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can relax and go for holiday as they dont need to come upstairs, not for a while anyway, that is till the painter comes along. The next room to be bludgeoned to death is the maids' room. Dry cement dry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-871307329058212828?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/871307329058212828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/begging-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/871307329058212828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/871307329058212828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/begging-works.html' title='Begging works !'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-274669224847204964</id><published>2010-04-03T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:07:15.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in a war zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S7gsgfblXpI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Ng2_1Xr7UM/s1600/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S7gsgfblXpI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Ng2_1Xr7UM/s320/IMG_0298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456159885263986322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes you wonder how people can live beside garbage dump, smelly rivers, clogged drains??......well, actually its very easy. You just get use to it, the smell, the filth,the eye sore. I have been living in a war zone for almost a month. we started knocking on 11/3, now its the 4/4 and no sign of finishing any month soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we feel?...numb to it all, no eye see, just carry on like nothing happened. Really! WE walk up and down the stairs round the furniture etc etc, look at the workers, smile and life goes on. It isnt as bad as it looks. Its the dust that gets into the eyes and on all the things thats annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knocking starts at 7.40am, so its wake up call for Edwin and me. The kids sleep through all the noise and wake up very late. No one is bothered or stressed by it all. Amazing adaptibility dont you think? Now you know why people can live in yakky smelly places and still be happy. Well, I dont know if they are happy but you dont see the Sim Sim people going on strike or those living in Karamunsing complaining to Green Peace. You have pilot strike, postal strike, rail strike but never the slum dwellers strike. There is even a movie on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my house will be in this bombed out mess for a few more months. There is still the upstairs.........sometimes I do feel like throwing up but , whats the use....I will have to clean up the mess myself....noooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of this unfortunate event is that I might as well take the chance to do some improvements. Change the lights , change the wall color, do spring cleaning, you know the usual stuff people do when they have nothing else to do........well, out of the ashes, a beautiful home will arise..........dreaming is free!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-274669224847204964?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/274669224847204964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-in-war-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/274669224847204964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/274669224847204964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-in-war-zone.html' title='Living in a war zone'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S7gsgfblXpI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Ng2_1Xr7UM/s72-c/IMG_0298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2998638057941705318</id><published>2010-03-29T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T06:07:53.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown on the highway</title><content type='html'>I am or rather was going along on the highway of life, on the fast lane doing so many things that enjoy at this point in my life when I had a break down. My neck hurts. It got so bad I could not bend it backwards without pain. So, what did I do? Nothing. Just went on my merry way. Rubbing yoko yoko, chinese plaster etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it didnt work. So I had to go see the chinese acupuncturist. To be poked and cupped, leaving me with red marks on my back. Did it work? Well, its better but still need more visits to the doctor. He said that the 6/7th vertebrae is pinching on my nerves. I really dont care who is pinching who...I just want it to stop, so I can look at my ceiling and admire the cement handiwork of the workman...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went for massage, foot, neck and shoulders.....no effect. I will stick to acupuncture for the time being. Well, now I have to cut down on my yoga and not do all those poses that involve squashing my neck. I have to increase my swimming days as this is the best exercise at the moment. No pressure on the neck. Just spoil the hair. Hair or neck? Hmmmm........difficult decision huh?  Luckily doing belly dancing doesnt involve any neck movement, quite the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One exercise I cant stop doing which tires the neck is blogging!!!!hahaha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2998638057941705318?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2998638057941705318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakdown-on-highway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2998638057941705318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2998638057941705318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakdown-on-highway.html' title='breakdown on the highway'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8625836736032921212</id><published>2010-03-27T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:32:11.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory in a sieve</title><content type='html'>My newest craze is taking photos and downloading them into face book or email. Well, I just learned the technique so I had better put it to use least I forget. So all my friends who are in the photos will get them asap. Next year you might not get it at all....new broom sweeps well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun, but, like I learnt recently, the camera has only so big a memory. Darn it! I had a good occasion to take and the memory was full. Delete! Delete! Of course, why didnt I think of that? The truth be told, I didnt know how. So Sampah. First timer with camera in hand. I thought you could take pictures till kingdom come. The kingdom came and went and so did the occasion, so no photos lah!!. Sack the camera lady! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get the instruction manual out to learn how to delete. I wanted to ask my son but, I might as well learn without the mental insults, if you know what I mean. Dont worry, I did download all the pictures onto my desk top folder. Yes I can open a folder all by myself and fly the photos in 1 by 1 ....direct from the camera...not bad for a lame duck !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have photos for Inner Wheel Club, Ladies Sharing Group, family and others. I even down loaded videos. But the attempt drew laughter from my boys cos the videos were 1 min, 9 sec, 7sec and one even shorter. I have decided not to do videos cos they take too long to down load....darn TM Net. Paid for the fastest line and only get snail rail!!!!..snail with no legs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8625836736032921212?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8625836736032921212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/memory-in-sieve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8625836736032921212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8625836736032921212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/memory-in-sieve.html' title='Memory in a sieve'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-638872777537453232</id><published>2010-03-26T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:38:46.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my God !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S63n98vijuI/AAAAAAAAABg/4p8tBUOtrik/s1600/IMG_0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S63n98vijuI/AAAAAAAAABg/4p8tBUOtrik/s320/IMG_0287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453269775279099618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed , oh my god......on Thursday I was selected rightly or wrongly to be the new leader of the Ladies Sharing Group. I have to fill Winnie's very big shoes. See,the photo attached, Winnie, me and my assistant Shirley. You see , Winnie is a pro. Me? I am  nut in a  bag of almonds. We put our hands in the bag and pick out a paper. If you get the piece with the No.1 on it......wham bang you are the new leader. Well, I had to pick the one with the No.1, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations all around, but wait, there must be a mistake! How can someone like me, who had not even reached page 12 of the bible lead a group of ladies who go to church every week without fail. The irony of it all. But then again maybe God wants me to learn, like about time I pick up the holy book and read. No more excuses, too long, too small, too thick....so on and so forth....guess you get the picture of the relationship I have with my bible right? married but divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck that I will be able to learn fast, recall what Winnie did for the past year and follow in her foot steps......hmmmmm....pretty tall order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, I tell myself, I can do it and I will do it well. After all, God must know what he is doing when he made my fingers pick that paper. Like Jordan says, everything we do is willed by God. Oh how I need your help Lord.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-638872777537453232?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/638872777537453232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/638872777537453232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/638872777537453232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my God !'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/S63n98vijuI/AAAAAAAAABg/4p8tBUOtrik/s72-c/IMG_0287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2497440776693117896</id><published>2010-03-15T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:12:55.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the earth shattered....</title><content type='html'>Hello, I am blogging from the only place that is not under attack, well actually my family rooms looks like it has been bomded....but oh well, what the hell....the whole house looks like that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ,let me put you in perspective about the state of my 'home'...sob sob, the ceiling is on the floor in my living room, soon the dinning room will look like that too, followed by the utility room and the maids room. So far the miserly 2 workers have only managed to do the living room after 1 week. When they are going to speed to second gear only HE knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gardeners are here too, trying to salvage whats left of the newly planted plants toed on by my little dogs, imagined if they were big dogs....then you wont even recognice the plants...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pond people are also here, cleaning out my pond filter, "The swamp thing" has made a home there together with the cousin of the Lochnes monster, who knows what else they will find in the filter....yaks. Slimy man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we live like refugees in a mansion bombed out. Just picture Chile and you will get the whole scenario. Did I say 6 months ? hmmmm......the good news is life still goes on. I am so busy doing so many things, plus 3 of my kids are home, massive marketing. Bought a 3kg chicken yesterday thinking there would be lots left for another meal.......fat chance. Only bones and wings left, maybe the neck and the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, Norma is back so we are having dinner on Thursday. Friday I am attending IWC dinner and meeting at the New Century restaurant, Tuesday next, having dinner with another friend at home, Thursday having dinner at Sabah Hotel with 8 beauties. All these in between my yoga lessons and belly dancing lesson and swimming and going out for lunch with my boys.....wow, life is so full right now, and I am loving it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a dull moment. Hey, we enjoyed our belly dancing lessons so much. Boy, you should have seen how the hips can wriggle. Who said old bones cant move? You not only hear the jingling of the bells attached to our scarves tied around our hips but also the creaking of the bones in time with the arabic music. But I must mention that the back and back of the thigh ( yeh, only one side) does hurt the day after, but only for a day or two. Smile and the world smiles with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till, I write again.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2497440776693117896?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2497440776693117896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-earth-shattered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2497440776693117896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2497440776693117896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-earth-shattered.html' title='And the earth shattered....'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7296061192100533216</id><published>2010-03-11T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:26:10.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ceiling is on the floor</title><content type='html'>Well, its not a grammatical error. My ceiling is on the floor. The workman came and knocked all the plaster off as the ceiling was threatening to fall on our heads sometime in the future. That bad was my ceiling!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my living room and soon my dinning area will look like the aftermath of the earthquake in Chile. Now if I look up I can see the ribs of the top floor foundation, ie: the steel bars, or rather what used to be steel bars. Now they look like chocolate fingers criss-crossing my ceiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the dust! Oh the dust !. Talk about dessert storms, well I dont need to visit Dubai to know the feeling. All I need is to park a camel or two and I can charge entrance fee for a  mini Sahara dessert tour....hmmm. I have two sets of plastic curtains on my stairs just to stop the fine dust from invading our bedrooms....of course to no avail, but at least it keeps out about 80% of the dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long this is going to be , only the contractor knows. I think, in my humblest opinion it will last for about 6 months, if we are lucky. About 3 weeks of knocking, as upstairs too need some attention, painting the steel bars with anti-rust ( too late, dont you think?) .Cementing the whole ceiling etc would take another 2 weeks, as the cement keeps dropping off when you try to stick it upside down, ( based on past observation). Then have to wait for the cement that has been plastered back to dry. Now that takes about 6 months, yeh, 6 whole months. This is because it is inside, in the house and the sun and its much need drying heat is outside, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just cant paint it if the cement isnt dry enough. This is the painful experience we learnt from our last attempt. Hopeful with the help on El Nino, the heat will dry the cement faster then we hope. I dont mean to be happy about the effects of El Nino but if we are going to suffer the consequences of this weather phenomenon, I might as well make use of it to dry my cement, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying hard that this time we , the contractor and us, will get it right and we will never have to do this again till the next ice age. I must say that my maids have been heaven sent, as usual, doing so much without grumbling, and more importantly knowing what to do and when. Thank you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this 3rd experience at renovation, I am going to start a new business as a  Renovation Consultant. I know where to buy the cheapest plastic sheets so you can cover everything in your house. You can also cover your whole house itself when your neighbours are renovating theirs...hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nightmare! Its worst when the nightmare occurs in broad daylight and you have your eyes open.....aahhhhh. Its a dusty world right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. some good news....I am going to learn belly dancing...dont laugh, the real belly dancers from Turkey are mostly not so young and not too thin...hahaha...so we, my few friends and I qualify. Well, we will give it a try till either we give up or Cindy gives up!. Wish me luck! Throw in a prayer or two while you are at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7296061192100533216?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7296061192100533216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-ceiling-is-on-floor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7296061192100533216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7296061192100533216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-ceiling-is-on-floor.html' title='My ceiling is on the floor'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-313443775833094382</id><published>2010-03-03T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T03:56:32.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's normal?</title><content type='html'>Well, everything is now back to normal, well as normal as it can be...if you dont count the earthquake in Chile, the tsunami that followed and so on and so forth. Life here in Sandakan "is normal" when the electricity fails or water cut for a few days.....so far, keeping my fingers crossed, these 2 items have been abnormal....hahaha, if you know what I mean !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitchen has reopened after a long festive break of weddings and invitations. The exercise regime is back on track, exams are around the corner so, I guess all is well at the home front. But I am still hoping it would snow. Just for a while? hmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday I will be off to KL and to Malacca for my mum's birthday. A few days early but what the heck, cant please everyone. Now, there is going to be an eating binge by my boys who already have a long list of what to eat when in Malacca. For those who dont know, Malacca is one of the best places to visit for food. Eat your heart out. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water BUT, the brain is saying ' watch it' dont want to look like Rosie O'Donald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ladies sharing group is also starting tomorrow after a 3 week break due to the absence of our great leader, Winnie.....oh great leader show thy power ! haha I love teasing her. I think sometimes she is annoyed but she takes it in her stride, a credit of a great leader indeed. Actually its time to pick a new leader as Winnie claims she has been at it for too long. 2 whole years ! Thats peanuts in Mathatir time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want her to continue, why fix sonething that aint broke?.. but being the gracious lady she is, she wants to let others have a chance. On behalf of all the members I can say that we dont want or need the chance to walk in her shoes....hehehe....we are happy with our great leader, like the Koreans are happy with theirs, like China is happy with Who?..oppps Hu, like we are happy with ours. After all if you dont like them, just blow them to bits. Problem solved.....wash your hands, pick up the remote and watch "Friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is life in the slow lane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-313443775833094382?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/313443775833094382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/313443775833094382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/313443775833094382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-normal.html' title='What&apos;s normal?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2362908943093537231</id><published>2010-02-26T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T06:24:06.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 mins out of 24 hrs.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my mum was looking for me . She called twice but could not get me. I thought that something had happened. I finally " found" time to call her as I was truly busy. All she wanted was to talk to someone, anyone as she was feeling lonely. I felt annoyed at first as I thought something bad had happened. But, I am sad that my mum could not find anyone at home to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have global communication, we have internet, we have sms, yet there are times when a person can feel alone. Whats happening? Is this what I am looking forward to in my old age when all my kids are too busy to pick up the phone to say hello? Is this what I have done to my mother? I was so busy doing my thing that I had no time to pick up the phone and spend 5 mins talking to one who had nurtured me, loves me without condition, cooked for me, drove me to school for 17 years, so happy to see me whenever I return home......What have I become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this be? It is so easy to forget our parents when we have a full life, friends, plans, dinner parties, yoga and kids to think and fuss about. It is so easy to forget that they are getting old , as we always picture our parents to be as when we left them to get married. We assume that they will always be there as and when we need them. It is so easy to forget that they are getting older faster then us , that they are slowing down in all departments and that the level of aches and pains increases by the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wakeup call for me when she said that she called me just to talk. I will try to call more often . Even though I know she will say the same thing over and over, the same topic, the same complain, the same pain,.....it is better then not to hear her voice at all. It is sad that I have taken her for granted, just because I dont need her now , that she doesnt need me either. When I was little I needed her, I depended on her, now when she is old, she needs me "just to talk", she depends on me to remember to call. Forgive me mum !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I called twice today, out of guilt but its a start I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be worst? To be lonely in an over populated world. It is so ironic. But the busier people get the more lonely the older generation will be. Technology cant take the place of human to human care and comfort, the human voice, the human hands, the human smile and the love that pours out from the human heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. James Dobson once said that our parents dont want expensive presents, big angpows etc. All they want is " US ". A little of our time, to visit them, to call them, to have dinner together once in a while. He couldnt be more right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for ? Write it down on your 2010 resolution list : to call parents more often. CALL NOW .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2362908943093537231?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2362908943093537231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-mins-out-of-24-hrs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2362908943093537231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2362908943093537231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-mins-out-of-24-hrs.html' title='10 mins out of 24 hrs.'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2120571580942167113</id><published>2010-02-24T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:49:38.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to sleep</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a great week it has been. I am running out of road to drive. I have been driving around so much I am now ready for the Grand Prix for Mums!!!!. Its a once a year thing, you know, when CNY comes, and all are home for the celebrations. What a blessing we have to be surrounded by family and friends and neighbours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my pants are tight, no kidding, so I am worried as how I am going to get through the week and after if I cant sit comfortably now and eat as more dinners are on the menu. I am not complaining. Having food to eat is better then worrying about where the next meal is coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an abundance of food and most of the time we waste so much. Then we read in the newspapers of people struggling to get 1 meal a day. Try as we may but we are still so wantonly wasteful. Not only that we are also eating endangered species like there is no tomorrow. Well, there will be no tomorrow for some animals if the chinese chefs have their way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad contributing to that. But when its already on the atble, not to eat would be a sin too. My only solace is that I didnt order that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite we had a fantastic meal at Ocean King . Roslind Kan gave us a very nice dinner. We ate till we couldnt move and took home the extras, too costly to throw away, really. It was an Inner wheel meeting nite and CNY dinner all rolled in one hosted by Roslind, Siew Kiet and Susan. Everything was big on the table. My only regret was that I should have borrowed a maternity dress for the occasion. There was absolutely no room to put all that good stuff. Had to undo the top button of my p---- after the 2nd dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that we had 2 cakes. Cheese cake and chocolate cake, that is, after we had our mango pudding....confused???  ...well to cut the long story short, we PIGGED ourselves !!!...get the picture? ...all 26 of us....luckily the wooden structure of Ocean King is strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? This year started with a big bang and still going strong. Chap Goh Mei is on sunday. More pigging!!!! I have started yoga but I seriously doubt that a few leg lifts would make a difference. Maybe jogging round Fulliwa , Tmn Tying and Sunny Estate may help ! Ok, Ok, who am I trying to kid. The only way is to turn into a rabbit and eat carrots for 1 month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermond lah! Enjoy while we still can. Thank God for the plentiful harvest and try to life a good life. Any better and we will all turn into pumpkins rolling around....hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2120571580942167113?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2120571580942167113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-time-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2120571580942167113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2120571580942167113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-time-to-sleep.html' title='No time to sleep'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2346014451457237210</id><published>2010-02-21T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:07:42.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so humbled !</title><content type='html'>As I sit here to record my special day today, well you see its my birthday, I feel so humbled by the Blessings I have received from so many of my friends and sisters in law and my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I turn 53 and instead of just having a simple birthday, I have had so many celebrations starting from before chinese new year. The first birthday party was hosted by my morning yoga friends at Sabah hotel before chinese new year. All 7 friends turned up, Mrs. Chu, Joanne, Elizabeth, Siew Siew, Maggie, Ah Hing and Ah Lan. Everyone came dressed up and we had a good time. Ah Hing made a cake. Elizabeth gave me a present. Thank you all for being my friends even though you all have to switch to speaking in English just because I cant speak chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next celebration was last night at Sunny Estate. My brother in law cooked seafood yee main and we ate a sumptous meal of that and satay and cake. There were no left overs. I even received a present from my sisters in law and family. I am humbled by their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my afternoon yoga friends told me we were going to Audrey's house to celebrate CNY,, ok, but it turned out they had planned a cake and food and the warmest friendship and laughter I can ever imagined. My friends, Audrey, Mable, Elizabeth , Ah Lan and I chatted and laughed so much, that we forgot the time. We had ice cream cake!! Francine, Mable's daughter joined these old aunties for a laugh too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Jazz, my neighbour and Micheal, her husband have invited the whole Tsen clan for a steam boat dinner. I called Jazz to tell her that I can bring a cake but she has already baked my favourite cake for me. So I am going to celebrate my birthday again tonite. How can I thank Jazz for so magnanimous a gesture for a neighbour who cant cook or bake cakes like she can? I am humbled by her kindness and generousity and her warm friendship she has extended to us ever since we got to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all these good news, Pui Lin and Pit Ha have also sent me a big super moist choc cake for my birthday. To these 2 friends, I bow and say thank you for your kind thoughts and gift. I have done nothing to deserve such friends, well at least I cant recall ever saving any lives. Dont think I ran into any burning buildings to save anyone. Whatever it is that has caused me to be surrounded with so much love and true friendship from all around me, may I be humble enough to praise the lord for his blessing and to forever bless me with so great a crowd of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a feeling one gets once in a life time. It is a feeling one cant buy , not even on the internet with all of Bill Gates money. To be living amist so much is a blessing which can only come from God. I rpay that he will bless all my friends and family in the same way he has blessed me and my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2346014451457237210?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2346014451457237210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-so-humbled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2346014451457237210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2346014451457237210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-so-humbled.html' title='Oh so humbled !'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4812772248522427894</id><published>2010-02-17T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T06:28:25.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the search for gold</title><content type='html'>What is it about gold that attracts us all, young and old alike. Is it the glitter and shine? Is it the beautifully crafted designs? What ever our age we all like to be adorned with golden trinklets. So, armed with vitamin M, we went to town to see what we could find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we found some alright but at what price? At RM135 per gram its no laughing matter. I remember the good old days when gold was around RM30 per gram. That we thought was expensive. Now, you have to sell your grandmother to buy an ounce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wandering from shop to shop we learnt that some shops charged exhorbitant prices. It pays to ask around, of course you have to have thick skin and lie and act, you know bad customer and good customer scenerio. The difference for 1 item was a staggering RM1500. It nearly gave us a heart attack, if it wasnt for the Norvase I take every morning! We could have been cheated of so much had we not shopped around and trusted one whom we thought was honest and a "friend" . Well, I am cancelling him out of my 'gold shop to visit list'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, having spent about 3 hours in town we came back with the securicor truck in tow.....just kidding. Everyone was happy, including the goldsmiths ( ladies). So all in all, we had a good morning. A lesson learnt!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had porridge for lunch. Hey! What do you expect? After spending all that money on jewellery fit for a queen, somethings got to give....hahaha. Thats life in the 'fast' lane in Sandakan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4812772248522427894?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4812772248522427894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-search-of-tuck-in-towhe-golden-goose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4812772248522427894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4812772248522427894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-search-of-tuck-in-towhe-golden-goose.html' title='In the search for gold'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6592624928479602309</id><published>2010-02-17T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:43:39.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decoration Babe style</title><content type='html'>I am writing 2 blogs at one go cos I have to slip in and grab the computer when one is available. I actually have to ask for permission to use the computer....in my own house!!! All the kids are back so my family room has become a cyber cafe cum YMCA. Things everywhere, mattress/blankets on the floor, bags of clothes or rather bags...the clothes are on the floor, water bottles all over the place...you get the picture right? Pig sty decoration ...and to think that I was so excited to pick them up from the airport days ago !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, its not only the family room that is like a pig sty, all my boys' rooms look like they have been decorated by the same decorator, Babe ! Wont tell you what the toilet looks like....do you think girls are better ? Well, I will never know. Havent got one of those living in my house....hmmm, too bad how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now sitting between Douglas and Jordan, both playing an online game, talking to the screen and shooting computer generated soldiers....it is hard to concentrate on what I want to say when you have soldiers dying left right and centre !!!!!...Douglas is talking non stop in english and chinese to his Alienware screen. I didnt know the American soldiers in the game understand chinese ?....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, better stop now before I get nightmares of snippers shooting at me tonight. Tomorrow we are going to spend Fred's, Casey's ( maybe not) and Big sister's money at the goldsmith's shop in town. Must help them to generate the sandakan economy. Hope the MPS remembers to lay out the red carpet and the band ready ! oomph pah pah here we come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6592624928479602309?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6592624928479602309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/decoration-babe-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6592624928479602309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6592624928479602309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/decoration-babe-style.html' title='Decoration Babe style'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3020140693722590881</id><published>2010-02-17T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:13:01.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the eating continues</title><content type='html'>Well, 4 days down into chinese new year, 11 more days to go. It has been a fairly good year so far.....if you consider eating non stop good that is! We did the usual open house visits. Met the usual crowd of friends. Ate the usual chinese buffet food, roast pork, roast lamb, noodles, sweet sour prawns and mix vege. Drank the usual drinks. Having done this for as long as I can remember, it is no longer as exciting as when I was.......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However having said that, it is a blessing to be able to spend yet another year with family and friends. Somehow the fellowship is more important than the food and the new clothes. The joy of having the kids home for the celebration is priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is the first year that I experienced having the kids home for chinese new year. Year before last they were home all the time, well at least 2 of them. So there was no difference. No empty nest syndrome. This year it was even exciting to go to the airport to pick them up one by one......now I know how my parents feel when we go home to visit. Maybe as I walk into the second half of the century I am becoming soft......hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have many more nights of feasting at home. Many more delicious fare to lay on the table. Many more nights of nostalgia. Many more childhood secrets to be exposed by your "loves" ones. Now I have an advantage here. I have no family members in Sandakan  to tell of my naughty childhood days, not that I was at any time naughty.....my mum doesnt blog so, no watergate here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to cut a long story short, chinese new year is all about feasting , feasting the tummy, feasting the soul, feasting the ego and feasting the friendship. Eat, eat,eat and eat....the chinese recipe for long life, prosperity and happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me ! The chinese civilization is still around, so they cant be wrong. So? What are you waiting for ?. Go eat !!! Why should I be the only one getting fatter !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3020140693722590881?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3020140693722590881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-eating-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3020140693722590881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3020140693722590881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-eating-continues.html' title='And the eating continues'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-599619312494082789</id><published>2010-02-05T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:49:29.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch potato sydrome</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when chinese new year approaches every activity stops? No yoga, no bible class, no meetings.....the reason? Everyone is busy getting their houses ready for the chinese new year. Well, you know, cleaning, polishing, baking cookies ( hahaha), scrubbing the garage floor ( double haha) painting the gate etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean that for the rest of the year the house is left to collect dust and rot? Isnt the house always clean? Strange that people only worry about such things just before the new year. That 5 hours of fame when you have an open house, people streaming in to admire your collectibles. That 5 hours when you remove the plastic covers from the furniture. that 5 hours when you put your best china on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont recall seeing how clean someone's house is when I visit. I am too excited about chatting and catching up with friends. Guess I am weird huh? So even if the floor is not sparkling, dont think that would spoil my visit. I drink from plastic cups at some open houses, so where's the expensive china.....cant understand what all the fuss is about. People are so busy that they need 2 weeks off to get ready for chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is that after all that hard work of cleaning the house for that 5 hours of fame, the guests leave the house so dirty that one wonders whether the guests were people with culture or just plain animals! Well, when I say dirty I mean orange peels on the floor, straws from the packet drinks, servettes in the garden, peanut shells, bits of food and the list goes on. Maybe it would be better to just leave the house as it is and clean after the event. But then again, good luck wont come into a dirty house????...hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will become a couch potato for the next 2 weeks, eating and chatting. I have stopped swimming cos I have just colored my hair. Wouldnt want the chlorine to bleached my expensive dye....hahaha. My yoga teacher will be on leave from today onwards. My ladies sharing group is busy cleaning their houses, guess that leaves me with plenty of time to watch the apples grow!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to go and keep that dust from landing on the picture frame...chao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-599619312494082789?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/599619312494082789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/couch-potato-sydrome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/599619312494082789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/599619312494082789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/02/couch-potato-sydrome.html' title='Couch potato sydrome'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6330288679134340148</id><published>2010-01-29T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:28:19.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What comes after chineses new year?</title><content type='html'>Nothing!!!....just sighs of relief that life goes back to normal or as normal as one can expect after the binge, late nites, junk food and old friends. Time is going so quickly towards 14/2/10. 2 weeks to the big day, well at least for some. As for me, everyday is a big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets face it. Every other month or so we buy some new clothes or shoes, so whats so special about new things for chinese new year. More work I reckon for everyone. Cleaning, shopping, more cleaning and more shopping for snacks, food, household items etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years slip by I find open house visits so boring, all that idol chatting, polite questions about your kids and my kids....like who cares about your kids, like wise they dont really care about my kids either. But being polite is the epitome of the season. Do I sound like I am not looking forward to the new year? Maybe, its getting too tiring rubbing shoulders with either the same people or strangers or aquaintences whose names you cant recall. I rather meet up with friends and relatives on normal days and chat and exchange stories about so and so in the bedroom....hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the festive mood hasnt set in. having said that, I have all my goodies ready, clothes ready, house cleaned etc etc....so for I care chinese new year can be tomorrow. oh, oh , I forgot I havent cut my hair, coloured it nor done my nails....so I guess chinese new year cant be tomorrow....hahahaha. Looks like I need the 2 weeks after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well get going friends......go clean!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6330288679134340148?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6330288679134340148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-comes-after-chineses-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6330288679134340148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6330288679134340148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-comes-after-chineses-new-year.html' title='What comes after chineses new year?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1176169600401835717</id><published>2010-01-17T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:37:47.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind  forgot to tell my body....</title><content type='html'>I have started swimming again after not having been in the pool since the French Revolution. Thats how long ! So in I went 2 weeks ago and could only do 1 lap at a time in between panting and heaving. I feel young but I guess my mind forgot to tell my body that. So its was on slow mode. Of course my muscles didnt get the message either. So the end result was a complete body ache, even though I was swimming at low gear in tortoise motoring language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance paid off when I kept going to swim even though the body was crying 'stop' 'stop'. Now only a few places still ache but I can still move....hahaha...sounds like a broken car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday I went inspite of the cold weather, went into the near frozen water and kept swimming as it was too darn cold to stop and, did 40 laps in all. Not bad if I have to say so myself. When I stepped out, my legs and hands were shaking ,no,no, not from the cold, from exhaustion. That was my goal for that day. I think I will leave the goal at 40 each time I swim. This old body can only do so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana went last week too for her water therapy exercises. Water therapy is excellent for any form of injury. I am trying to get Winnie to take a dip but so far the weather and her social calendar have other plans. To me the faster you take control of your body the faster you will recover the full use of the injured part. At our age we cant be wasting time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long I can keep up my 2010 exercise regime only God knows. Lets see, yoga on mons,thurs and sats, and swimming on tues and fridays. I am sure he is smiling down for at least I am trying. I am not trying to reverse aging but trying to do internal maintenance. The only drawback I forsee is the effects of chlorine on the hair and skin. I hope lots of body lotion and loreal hair products will help. I hope I know what I am doing!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other days not mentioned I eat !....hahaha, of course , whats the use of exercising if eating isnt the primary objective behind the torture. Chinese new year isnt the time to be weight conscious. Its the time when the word 'diet' is erased from the food dictionary. I am having roast pork for the reunion dinner !!!! yum yum.... so I dont have time to sit infront of the TV and partake in the ritual of snacking . Exercise now, eat later and suffer after CNY at yoga and in the pool when the whale sinks to the bottom. Captain Nemo's HP anyone ??? How deep does the Nautilus go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY snacks are on sale at every corner. How can I resist ? Hmmm...this is going to be hard. On top of this Jubba the Hut dilemma, my yoga class will end on the 6th Feb and start again on the 22nd Feb. That gives me a 2 week break and hence plenty of time for an eating frenzy.....sounds familiar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, The scenario described above wont happen. Why? Because, as one progresses into the second half of the century, one's appetite is not as ferocious as it used to be and, one's stomach isnt as big as it once was and, one is wiser so as not to stuff food into the mouth for the fun of it and, one thinks deeply ( or pretends to think, while fighting the food demon) about the nutritious value of every morsel and, because the chinese doctor has given you a list of food that you cant eat....hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck you might say. Its all but once a year that we binge. Ok. Once a year X 52, plus all the wedding dinners, full moons, birthdays, open houses, festivals and get togethers = ......... ( you fill in the blank) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a higher note, think less, enjoy, be happy, smile a lot, pray and live life to the fullest one day at a time !!!! Thats what "I" say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1176169600401835717?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1176169600401835717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-mind-forgot-to-tell-my-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1176169600401835717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1176169600401835717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-mind-forgot-to-tell-my-body.html' title='My mind  forgot to tell my body....'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7115663927344671788</id><published>2010-01-16T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:18:00.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away</title><content type='html'>Well,the rainy season has finally arrived, and with a vengence too I might add. Its raining non stop...its raining cats and dogs and chickens and ducks. But life still goes on here in Sandakan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days into January 2010 and less then a month to chinese new year. Hope your houses have been cleaned and garage tiles shining !!!....only thing dirty in my house is my dogs. Of course there are other things not on my 'to clean list', well they will be dusty sooner or later so why bother, as the chinese saying goes, no eye see !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some CNY biscuits and snacks, well, the snacks are  already where they were meant to be...hahaha... in my stomach, yummy ! Next to go will be the delicious peppermint biscuits made by Margaret. By CNY there will no  biscuits left. So what?  In true CNY spirit buy some more lah! Help the economy and expand your waistline...now if that isnt the good life I dont know what is .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new hand phone finally as mine was on life support. After looking at and trying a few , I finally got one not on my list. Dont know why I bother to make a list. No more china phones for me. Having said that, my new samsung is made in china, so is yours, so, dont laugh. Nothing is sacred, everything you see and touch and buy is made in China....land of the dragon, phoenix, tiger and a few billion chinamen. Seen the weather in China recently? Frozen chinamen...soon you will see them on the supermarket shelves under 'organic ' Seriously, I am sure they are organic and not conceived in test tubes like in the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the chinese word for God remains truly chinese and not borrowed from any other. So we can use the word Allah but the west malaysians cant...big deal. God is God no matter how you address him. He is all forgiving, ever loving not matter what you call him. I call him heavenly father so no problems about using the now forbidden word 'Allah' All the hooha about being confused when using it! Well most Malaysians , no matter what their denominations  are, WONT get confused or be misled. We who are educated and do have some common sense cant understand the logic behind bringing up such an issue when the word is used and recognised globally. We want to be on the global stage and be a global player yet we bury our head in the sand. Forget about the ice age  or global warming, we are now in the dark ages....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christains we forgive them. So we cant use the word. Its ok. We will find another word to use to exalt his name, another word to use to praise him. He will show us the way. We must not stoop to that level of unimaginably, ridiculous state of non exsistant of any form of human intelligence. The dung bug has more!!! The pond scum is laughing ! The dust mite on your mattress is bowled over in laughter. What can I say ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7115663927344671788?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7115663927344671788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7115663927344671788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7115663927344671788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain rain go away'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7017981832541042873</id><published>2010-01-08T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:45:07.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolution time</title><content type='html'>So, have you made your new year resolutions yet?. Well, I have, sort of, only to be broken later in the month...hahah notice I said ' month ' ...thats how much faith I have in myself in keeping to my resolutions. For soooooo many years I have not been able to keep them so whats makes this year any different. eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions are few but very hard to keep: - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) to keep my mouth shut when things dont concern me. In other words dont be so pat....hehehe. I wander if that includes helping people even if they didnt ask for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) not to repeat any negative news especially about people. Now this is very hard to keep. So far I have broken this one umpteen times. Well, someone asked me so I told...hmmm. What can I say...'I cant tell you?' That would make them even more curious right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) to exercise more for health reasons. So when I am 60 I will still be able to climb Mt. Kinabalu if I so want. As if that will happen. So far I have started swimming. Ah! twice already in 1 week. I am trying to rope in Winnie and Diana to come along as they both need the exercise to strengthen their knee and back respectively. If they slim down in the process then its a bonus...ooophs, nevermind. They dont read my blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) to be more patient as life is to be enjoyed slowly, smell the roses etc etc....you know, relax, so what if the oven is on fire or the sales girl cant answer your question within 2 seconds or you want the red one and they keep giving you the blue one insisting that its better.....just smile and tell yourself its OK, ....when life gives you lemons , make lemonade...catch my drift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) to ask God what he wants me to do today, this month, this year ....and of course do it.....ah yah, so simple right? ....ask me again on 31st Dec 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) to stop making resolutions I cant keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for this year. So far I have crashed on (1), (2) and (4). Luckily I still have 11 months to keep trying. I have reminded some friends to help me, like kick me under the table at meetings if I open my big gap. I think I will get one of those phones where I can play games so I wont 'pat' or give my unsolicited opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should start a No.8 Club.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7017981832541042873?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7017981832541042873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolution-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7017981832541042873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7017981832541042873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolution-time.html' title='new year resolution time'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8157569882015272319</id><published>2010-01-02T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:00:01.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And on the 3rd day.......</title><content type='html'>Its 3 days into 2010 already. Too fast for my liking but then I am not the driver in this Time car. before we know it, it would be time to celebrate chinese new year.....woah, slow down boy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my life I have never done a strange thing. Well this year I did, or rather we did, Edwin and I. You see, we saw these 3 ladies on Royal Brunei from Brisbane. We watched them take photos at Brunei airport. Then  on new year's eve we saw them again walking along the street in Sandakan near Sandakan Hotel. Since it WAS new year's eve, we decided to invite them home for a good dinner, well ok,ok, nice dinner with fantastic company....hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, mind you, they were strangers to us. They could have been serial killers, a bit far fetched , but you know what I mean. Anyway, we asked them to dinner and they accepted as they had nothing to do and they didnt know anyone in town. Oh, we had a great time getting to know them, friendly chat and exchange of knowledge etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They turned out to be psychologist, 1 a doctor in psychology, 1 studying for her doctorate and 1 tutoring in the medical faculty, all at Griffith Uni. They also have their own private practice. What do you know? They were not serials killers after all....lOl. So now we have 3 new friends, Angela, Rhonda and Liza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the killer bug struck!! No, silly, they are not psychos staying at the Bates motel....haha . Angela became ill on news years day. She had diarrhea and vomiting. Really bad. The hotel called their panel doctor but he didnt even come to see her. He just told them to go to the hospital.Come on they are foreigners, visitors, they dont know our procedure etc etc about our medical care system. So, they frantically tried to call Edwin but he didnt turn on his HP till about 9.30am. So,we admitted her to the clinic at mile 4 under Dr. Lau's care. She was so dehydrated that she needed 4 1/2 bottles of liquid. She recovered well enough to go on a tour today with her dad, Jeff. Luckily her dad flew in on new year's eve. So we got to know her dad as well. They missed their tour to Sepilok and Sukau cos Angela had to rest....I dont think they will ever visit Sandakan again...what a bad experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff had food poisoning from eating bad dinner at Sandakan Hotel last nite, but he is Ok now. Wander what they are going to tell their friends when they get bad...aaahhhh !! Well, hopefully our hospitality will help to lighten the bad experiences they had while visiting our town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a new year it has been ! We were planning a quiet new year weekend but ended up running around , up and down to the clinic etc etc. Nothing like doing a good deed at the start of the year eh? They are so grateful for our help and they havent stopped saying so....so I told them, please help someone in return when ever you have the chance, thats repayment enough for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow life officially begins after the long holiday, god bless all of you and may you have a fruitful year, good health, prosperity and all that and may all you wish for come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8157569882015272319?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8157569882015272319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-on-3rd-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8157569882015272319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8157569882015272319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-on-3rd-day.html' title='And on the 3rd day.......'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4743629713811470733</id><published>2009-12-30T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:45:22.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you waiting for?</title><content type='html'>Well, well, what are we all waiting for in this game of life ?.... to win the lottery of course, but how can you win the lottery if you dont buy one? So, how can you achieve anything if you dont try? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must say I didnt try anything new this year and, low and behold, its coming to an end. So what's my new year resolution? Try to get a free ticket to go to the moon ?....nuh,...no shopping mall there and, its colder than Beijing. Try to look like Claudia Sheiffer, fat chance in hell, wrong body, wrong color, wrong height, wrong wrinkles !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? where does that leave us normal people living in the outback town of Sandakan....give me a second !....hmmm...the good life of course, air fresher than in KL, traffic jams only 15 mins long, power cuts, so sleep early, good for your health, no noise pollution except for the odd malay wedding thats goes on through the nite, no shopping malls , so save a lot of money, fresh and cheap seafood that we always boast about, but pay alot in HK to eat when we are there. If you check the fish you would probably find that it came from the waters off Sim Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I am not waiting for anything....oooophs, not true, I am waiting for a cream that can get rid of eye bags. They seem to grow on the face when you are not looking, and these days I literally dont look in the mirror unless I want to upset myself for some excitement,...sick huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch today with Sui Ping, Elizabeth, Joanne and Siew Siew. We were talking about lasik. Well, according to the eye specialist in Singapore , dont do it cos as you age, the eyes like other parts of the body, dry up too...the body parts dont only droop down , now I am told they dry up too, luckily nothing explodes. Hold on! something does explode...the tummy . Of course we are too polite to say so. We chinese will say that its the prosperous look...ok,ok, so I am jeolous, I dont have that prosperous look. Do you? Me, I am trying to look like I just walked out of Africa...so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is new year's eve. To those who are celebrating with friends at the various venues, I wish you a very happy new year. Eat and be merry, its too late to worry about that on coming explosion. Can't start the new year looking like a stick insect !...bad feng shui ! Just dont forget your earplugs and sunglasses! You dont want someone to step on your ears on the dance floor..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those like me who are celebrating with family and friends at home have a fun filled evening reminising about the days when wan tan mee costs 20 cents a bowl, when you see this pretty smooth face in the mirror with jet black hair, when " age" was a word in your grandmother's vocabulary......hmmm, where did the time go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for?.... live I say, let your hair down ( whats left of it ) ....happy new year to all my friends and my sons friends where ever you are. Till we meet again. God bless all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4743629713811470733?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4743629713811470733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-are-you-waiting-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4743629713811470733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4743629713811470733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='What are you waiting for?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-202466360410842479</id><published>2009-12-19T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:40:00.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG its raining in Brisbane</title><content type='html'>Guess what? its raining here. Jordan says it has only rained a few times here since he came over in Feb. So, we must have complained so much of the heat that God has blessed us with rain, glorious rain. Tonite my friends. will be nice and cool   ....yippy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sunday today and we have had breakfast of porridge, left over rice + water = porridge. We had lunch at Subway, 1 foot long sandwich....dont worry, Edwin and I shared , so 6 inches each . Actually, I could have finished the whole foot, but , didnt want to be so greedy-lah! So, break the meal into 2 parts, for dessert I had a 4 inch white chocolate soft cookie....hehehe. Nevermind, as long as I am here I am slim. In Sandakan its another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to go to church at 3.30pm...Hope Church Brisbane. See how the bottom half praise and worship. Are we far south enough to be upside down? Nah!..I want to thank the Lord for this wonderful holiday and for my son's success....not to mention my success in expanding my waistline. This is life at its best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are glued to their computers, so am I . Nothing to do so and nothing to watch on TV. The shopping centres close around 5pm so....relax, eat somemore and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days then we are going home...cant say I will miss this place. I like my town and home and friends better....this is what half a century does to a person. No matter where we go we want to go home. Then at home, we complain about the water, electricity, holes in the road, stupid politicians, sesb, etcetc....and still want to go home. Something wrong with this story? What can I say folks ? I love Sandakan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-202466360410842479?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/202466360410842479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-its-raining-in-brisbane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/202466360410842479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/202466360410842479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-its-raining-in-brisbane.html' title='OMG its raining in Brisbane'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-8373553551843538434</id><published>2009-12-18T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:28:30.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie Chaprter 2 : Mt Tambourine</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we all, 12 Tsens and Chongs went for a day trip to Mt Tambourine in 3 cars. Left late as usual, but made it in time for lunch of pies. The pies about 6" in diameter costs AUD$7.50 each. My kids had 2 each ! We stopped converting some time ago otherwise cant eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was fine by aussie standard, hot,hot,hot. Linda and me had our hats on, long sleeves and lots of sunblock. The quaint little town was  fun to walk around and shop. Yes! shop! The shops sold cute stuffs...of course , some made in China. What do you expect? The aussies cant make anything cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we went for wine tasting and to a cheese outlet. Tried cheeses that we dont ormally get in Sandakan. After trying must buy lah! Cant let them think we are cheap chinaman. Luckily no one was wearing black socks and white shoes !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I cant drink wine, I sat and watched the rest nosh up. Out of pity the man served me with plain water. Life sucks sometimes when your DNA is different . Our  group bought enough wine to keep them happy working overtime. The lady serving is chinese and she didnt mind working past closing time. Unlike the other winery we went to. Closing time means 'sorry, go away'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Ikea for sweddish meatballs...or so we thought, but Douglas got the days wrong and Ikea was closed at 7pm. The next best place was Jing Star, chinese food....the food disappeared so fast that even 2010 was considered slow....hahaha, 12hungry wolves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, 19/12 , is a do nothing day. We were supposed to plan something but as usual, everyone was too tired to initiate a pow wow last nite. I am very sure none of the Chongs are up. 2 Tsens are still sleeping and its already 11.30am.....so tidur lah.....zzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-8373553551843538434?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/8373553551843538434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/aussie-chaprter-2-mt-tambourine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8373553551843538434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/8373553551843538434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/aussie-chaprter-2-mt-tambourine.html' title='Aussie Chaprter 2 : Mt Tambourine'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4237530232010604546</id><published>2009-12-17T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:07:22.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie chapter 1 : One more for the album</title><content type='html'>Well, the event we have been waiting for 21 years finially came and went...graduation day !!!!. My son Morgan graduated on wednesday 16/12/09 in Business ( accounting ) . What a relief !....RM300,000 later all he got was a piece of paper...hahaha. We had to pay for the seats in the auditorium and the parking. One would think after all that investments to QUT, at least the parking should be free...no,no,no...nothing is free here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really!! We went for dimsum and guess what, we had to pay for the chilli sauce, yes, pay for the chilli sauce. How to eat dimsum without that? They gave us one small saucer of chilli sauce and soya sauce....for 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is free is the toilet paper, thin, very thin, but free. You have to pay for tomato sauce too. next time I will not leave home without it...chilli sauce I mean !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the ceremony was interesting, seeing all the different shapes and sizes parading up front. Some dressed for the occassion and some graduated in shorts and slippers, jeans, t-shirts...oh so sampah!!!! the aussies are so laid back.Even some parents came in everyday clothes, maybe they havent got time to iron their formals. Who knows ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course all the asian parents came dressed well, well at least in their going out clothes. They drink before the ceremony, drink after the ceremony and probably got all noshed up after too. Asian parents would probably go home and take more pictures...hahaha. Well, we didnt, cos we were so hungry we had to fill our stomachs first. But what a day. It didnt bring back memories cos our own graduation took place in another century that I have forgotten what it was like....hahaha....ok.gtg...eat again what else ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4237530232010604546?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4237530232010604546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-more-for-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4237530232010604546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4237530232010604546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-more-for-album.html' title='Aussie chapter 1 : One more for the album'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4713282410404901464</id><published>2009-12-01T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T04:14:19.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009</title><content type='html'>Ok, the year end is fast approaching and what have we all done to say we had a good year??. Did we win the nobel prize? Did we save a child? Did we help a deserving family? Did we do a good deed without being asked? Did we achieve all our resolutions set at the beginning of the year?. Did you increase your waistline?...woah!!! ..well at least something got bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you can answer yes to all of the above, kudos to you, but if you can say yes to some of the above, congratulations you tried ! However if your answer is no to all of the above said questions then,....sorry lah you have just wasted 1 year of your precious life doing nothing, achieving nothing and worst of all learning nothing from all your past failures.....doom and gloom awaits you at the gates of heaven !!!! Go drown yourself at the gates of KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, at least I can say yes to some. No nobel prize for me but I did achieve some of the goals I set and more, thanks to my friends in my Ladies Sharing Group. I have learnt alot about God, the bible, and about sharing and caring. I am a better person for it but there is still a mega size room for improvement. As the lord is my shepherd I will be OK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is doing well. My son Morgan will be graduating in December. My son Jordan did very well in his foundation. My son Sheldon brought back a glowing report card . My son Noel is happy working at BMW. We are happy cos our kids are all OK. Praise the lord for these many blessings upon the Tsen family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone religious this year cos I have found God again. I found that by allowing him to lead me and take over my life I am less stressful, more forgiving and less petty, but I still have to work at my temper. That seems to be getting shorter and hotter as I age. Blame it on the menopause. What is the use of having it if I cant blame it for something.....hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercising more also helps. I am now so into yoga that I go without fail 3/4 times a week. It helps me to relax inspite of the aches and pains due to not breathing correctly....so says the teacher. Exercising the mouth after yoga class also helps to relax...hahahaha, (more then the actual yoga itself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and romance doesnt end at 50. In fact it starts at 50. I think its because I know exactly who I am and where I am going. I dont have to take a year off to look for myself, like the american kids nowadays ! I have self confidence, I have fine lines, I have wrinkles, I have eye bags, I have loose skin on my arms, other unmentionables have gravitated down, I have white hair all over my head and eyebrows, I have deteriorating shortsightedness and I am hard of hearing at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand prize :  I have attained maturity that only comes with age. Its a prize worth waiting 52 years for.So if some one says growing old sucks, then he or she hasnt found God and hasnt walked the walk and hasnt lived life as God intends. Be happy, live today, who knows what will happen tomorrow.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last blog for 2009, what a smashing year it has been for me and my family. So we wish you all a very merry christmas and a very happy new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4713282410404901464?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4713282410404901464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4713282410404901464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4713282410404901464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2009'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7873084305935888736</id><published>2009-11-16T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:06:30.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SESB...sandakan everyday sure blackout</title><content type='html'>Wow what a fitting name !...guess you can only call an ass an ass....so mad. Trying to watch Ugly Betty on Tv shack and cant even download 1% in 20 mins. Might as well be living in Inner Mongolia at least I know there arent any line going out and into the Gur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas has so many promotions...yeh yeh ...on paper only, tried getting in...." no match "....maybe if I choose to go somewhere not on their promo list or even on their flight route , I may just get a ticket...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if all this daylight robbery promos arent enough, we get fleeced by sesb and the telecoms too. Gosh we are so stupid, cheated left right and centre and still we pay our bills on time and upgrade our computers and built bigger houses which consume even more electricity which we dont have. We talk about it everyday at the coffee shops, the men I mean,....talk talk talk, blowing hot air, ...still no electricity, no fast internet connection, no water, no power to do anything !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Sabahans are a peaceful lot. So peaceful that we can fall asleep with our eyes open. If you think its hog wash, then think again...how many years have we suffered this and how many years have the people sitting up there done doodley squat for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame it all on the Mas and Airasia promos.....they have all gone on a permanent holiday !!  So what are you waiting for? In true Sandakan fashion, if you cant beat them join them.........have a nice holiday, that is, after you have spent all your holiday money giving angpows to the numerous weddings slotted for this auspicious month and the next!!!....hahahahahh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel miserable after giving away a small fortune in red packets to people you dont really know or like, then go and watch 2012...it might make you feel better cos ...you wont be needing all that doe anyway....have fun !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7873084305935888736?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7873084305935888736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/sesbsandakan-everyday-sure-blackout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7873084305935888736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7873084305935888736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/sesbsandakan-everyday-sure-blackout.html' title='SESB...sandakan everyday sure blackout'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7142763077035216568</id><published>2009-11-12T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:40:51.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hu ?</title><content type='html'>Guess what President Hu jin tou of the China visited my family home in melaka and no one invited me?.....hahahaha, not that i would have gone cos it would be the chicken and duck senario all over again !!! Anyway I am sure my parents who got to be there and shook hands with him were happy, I can only guess. We left China so long I dont think there is any "family ties" there....so remote that even Tibet seems like next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an event. According to my mum it was more like the circus came to town. There were 'pat pors and pat kongs' than the visiting chinamen. All the local digitaries who wanted their faces plastered in the newspaper were inattendance, as if Mr Hu needed them to hold the toilet paper for him. Oh well, politicians will be politicians, empty vessels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what its worth it was still an honor for the Chan family. Guess his photo will be up next to the photo of ' The little Nonya ' Soon we have to put up a wall of fame like in those restaurants visited by all the you know whos.....kaypos and the kaypo-chees as we Nonya would say....lol... wait till the president pf North Korea visits. Then the whole state of Melaka  will be filled with NATO security people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking, luckily he didnt ask to eat babi ponteh....hahaha...now where would we get halal pork to feed all the dutuks who were in attendance??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7142763077035216568?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7142763077035216568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/hu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7142763077035216568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7142763077035216568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/hu.html' title='Hu ?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2704157779941931049</id><published>2009-11-10T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:29:13.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it a miss</title><content type='html'>If you read of a new eating place opening up in town, I suggest you give it a miss till after about 3 weeks. If they are still open then by all means go. We went to have breakfats at the new place at mile 4 ( Datuk Hon's developement ) called Yum Yum. Well, bring soemthing to read cos the food took 40 mins to come out that is, they forgot the order and then took so long to serve. Talk about teething problems.! This is mega denture recontruction!!! A table of men just walked off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that Secret Recipe was full everynite they opened. Good for them. Dont go either until everyone has tasted it and got fedup of paying so much for something which costs a fraction if eaten outside.....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that another place sells very good nasi lemak. Will tell you where when I remember...hahaha. The question is what is "good" . For those who havent tried the nasi lemak from west malaysia would say that those sold here is good. Let me enlighten you, the nasi lemak sold in west malaysia, especially if the stall is beside a big and dirty monsoon drain, by a main road with heavy traffic passing by is the best! Those sold in cleaner environment ....humm, not so tasty....go figure it out!! This friday i will try the steamboat at 1 Malaysia in Trig Hill...its by the road right? Then maybe ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2704157779941931049?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2704157779941931049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-it-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2704157779941931049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2704157779941931049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-it-miss.html' title='Give it a miss'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4162031574098571119</id><published>2009-11-10T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:58:03.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did 2009 go?</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh! 2009 is almost over and I still havent been to the moon, won a nobel prize, got elected PM , learnt how to cook,sew and garden and worst still havent even finished reading the bible I started ions ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all those days , weeks, years and decades gone to? One day I was 18 and now....hmm past half a century. I really dont know. Now it seems the days are zooming past. Everyday my hours are full to the point of spilling over to the next day. Is this good or bad? Seems like I dont have time to stop and smell the roses or, in this case in Sandakan, smell the tong sampah pah!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago I was in Sri Lanka and now I am thinking of what to pack for Australia. Next year I plan to learn new things if I can find time to do so. The kids are growing older and we are aging....ahhhhhh. I am begining to see eye bags and fine lines around you know where. The small cabin bags around the eyes are turning to super size luggage. Beware all, once you reach the ripe age of 50, everything either drops , thanks to Einstein and his theory of gravity or, increase in multiples of 7. The worst thing to me is the worsening of the eye sight. Now I have to wear my reading glasses just to eat fish!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing about aging  is that you dont give a dam about what people say and think....cos you cant hear them anyway...hahahaha....although you still have to act civilized , that is until you reach 80, then you can say and do what ever you want and blame it on senility!!!! Not much to look forward to is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of life, all your friends are either older then you..heheh..or only slightly younger. I like being me now. I find life fun and precious. I feel blessed that my boys have their heads screwed on the right way 90% of the time. How I got this right for all 4 of them only God knows. Praise the Lord for this miracle. If I could patent the formula I would be richer then Bill gates. The other 10% of the time my boys "think" they know more then us about life and reality. Guess we have to let them discover for themselves, only then will it become a lesson in life. As long as they dont plan to join al Queda or join a jihad, they are 'free' to explore ( within limits, of course ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News flash!!!! there is no such thing as freedom, not even when you turn 80. And that, children IS a fact of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4162031574098571119?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4162031574098571119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-did-2009-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4162031574098571119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4162031574098571119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-did-2009-go.html' title='Where did 2009 go?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1592733967444170517</id><published>2009-11-06T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:20:05.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last</title><content type='html'>Oh its so good to be back home. I have been away for 19 days. The first 7 days all i saw was the hospital and its canteen. I did go to the shopping centre but it was only for 1 1/2 hrs. Then, after that I had no transport so stuck again at the mercy of others...hahaha. It was only when we went to Sri lanka that we all enjoyed ourselves so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great country to visit. We saw many Tamils but no tigers. We had a lot of Sri Lanka food, its isnt the same as Indian food, but to the chinese taste buds all curries taste the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotels we spent our nites in were as good as those here, 5 stars, the service was very good and the toilets clean !....oh so important. The best part was the fellowship we had together. We started as strangers and ended up as friends with plans to visit each other. The world isnt that big after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies in Sri Lanka were so friendly, the beauty of the inner wheel friendship sisterhood! They laid out goodies for us to eat, that its no wander they need 6 yards for their saris!. If we had stayed any longer we too would have to buy saris and wear as our clothes wouldnt fit.....food glorious food ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many places of interest to see but bacause of time constrains and our meeting schedules in Colombo and Kandy we only saw 1 of the 7 world heritage sites this time. We visited the Holy temple of the Tooth ( Sri Dalada Mallgawa )the most sacred shrine in Buddhism. It is here that the sacred tooth of Buddha is enshrined. Opened to public once in every 6 years. Of course we missed it by a year or so....hahaha. So we saw only the "casket", actually I would call it the pagoda which enshrined the sacred tooth. We were all looking for the casket as in "coffin' so, many of us didnt see as we were looking for what we thought as coffin !....haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great trip, the tip of the icing. More to come if we visit Sri lanka again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I feel that this country, Island of prosperity, Sri meaning prosperity and lanka meaning island, deserves another visit. Now that i know how good the food is, I will get ready my 9 yrad sari so i dont have to worry about ill fitting clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1592733967444170517?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1592733967444170517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/home-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1592733967444170517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1592733967444170517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/11/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4342953688570891960</id><published>2009-10-26T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:14:49.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God be praised</title><content type='html'>What do you know? My dad has been home for 2 days already. And he is bored sitting around....hahaha. He forgot he has to convalesce. He wanted to go out to pick his grandkids from school. He also has his appetite back. Thank you to all of you who prayed for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I too went to Pantai Med Centre for a "Women Wellbeing check up"....hahaha, under the menopause package. Not too bad, everyone was so polite and gentle. Was there from 9.20 till 12.30 just to do a few tests. Oh well, could have been worst. Still have to go back on monday for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went with my son Jordan to 1 Utama for sushi. Its amazing how much a growing young man can eat. Thats where American Express got their logo...never leave home without it!!!!...thank god for credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kl can be very boring when you have no plans. How I wish I am home in Sandakan. Its difficult to go anywhere when you dont have a car and driver....hehehe. I have been taking the taxi here and there. Wow its expensive. Normally we have a car but it is in the work shop so , public transport it is ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here is ...ahhhhhhh. Nothing like the old small town. 5 mins and you are there. Glad I married a Sandakan man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday we are flying to Sri Lanka for a 5 day tour. The flight leaves at 6.15am, so we have to be at the airport by 5am. . I tried their web checkin, made a mistake and only one of us got checked in. So tomorrow I have to call airasia for help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can workout what time we have to get up....zzzzzz. My first day in Colombo will be seen through my eyelids. Better bring toothpicks to keep them open. Yawning will be part of the iterinery for all of us. Will tell you more when I return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4342953688570891960?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4342953688570891960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-be-praised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4342953688570891960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4342953688570891960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-be-praised.html' title='God be praised'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-4880695885754316636</id><published>2009-10-20T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:05:49.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Di tepi pantai II</title><content type='html'>Hello all, There is good news and there is good news...hahah. My dad is recovering well. The day after the operation already nagging so all is well . He looks rosy and can move all his extremeties with no problem. I think its because the pain killer is doing its job. The Dr says that 80% is all due to pain control. He is on morphine but no, he is not hallucinating or anything. I am very sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning young and pretty physiotherapists come in and make him do some exercises. They taught him the correct way to get out of bed without pulling the stitches etc etc. the doctor comes in about 3 times a day....that will go on the bill I am sure...heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to see him back to normal after the surgery is reward enough. This morning he got up and went to the toilet . How strong the pain killer must be!!!! He stood up and didnt feel any discomfort! Even when I gave birth I was in pain for 2 weeks cos the the d.... stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been here since sunday. Still I havent gone through all the food on the menu at the cafeteria ....hahah. Still many days to go. I have finished reading 2 books and going on to the 3rd one. How I wish to be back in sandakan...but duty calls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-4880695885754316636?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/4880695885754316636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-tepi-pantai-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4880695885754316636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/4880695885754316636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-tepi-pantai-ii.html' title='Di tepi pantai II'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6995348749343668914</id><published>2009-10-18T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:25:35.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Di tepi Pantai</title><content type='html'>Hello all. I am blogging from Pantai Hospital. They do have wifi and internet access from the international lounge where my father is roomed. There is free coffee tea and holicks and biscuits in this lounge too. Not bad for a private hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today at 5 pm my dad will be wheeled in for his operation. He is in a very positive mood. No more eating for him from now for a few days as he is on drips. We are sitting and accompanying him, not that he needs the company. He falls asleep so easily. Anyway my mum feels that he need someone to be around. Tried the food at the canteen...ok lah! But I think my mum and her maid had a tummy upset from last nite's dinner here. The food , I am afraid isnt in the same class as the hospital...hahah. But having said that, there is Starbucks, Hotdog 1901 and Ice cream shop ( cant remember the name)by the cafeteria....pity no McDonalds or Big Apple. Better still a shoping centre beside this hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor has asked for a family memeber to be here during the operation. Guess why? No,no not to give us a cigar after he has delivered a baby boy, but so that he can show us the section of the colon he has cut up....ahhhhh....witness that they have indeed taken it out!....no no ...hahah....for us to have a look before he sends it for biopsy. Seriously. May be thats is why in the movies we see family sitting around when one is in the op theatre. Now you know the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I am here I signed up for a full package of tests for women. Why not eh? 2 in 1 sort of thing.Now that I have found this internet room and it is free, I wont be so bored....hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6995348749343668914?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6995348749343668914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-tepi-pantai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6995348749343668914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6995348749343668914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-tepi-pantai.html' title='Di tepi Pantai'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1946932935735121549</id><published>2009-10-17T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:27:51.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires are peanuts</title><content type='html'>If you had a choice between being bitten by a vampire and having an operation, which would you choose? Well the less painful one I think ( as I have never been bitten by one, dont quote me ).. you can still defend yourself against the vampire by holding a crucifix, or if you have garlic breadth after a meal of chicken rice or you can simply hit him on the head with your Jimmy Choos or poke him in the eyes...have you ever seen a blind vampire?....no, cos they'll fly into the lamppost and crack their skull and die anyway!!. But if you have to have an operation then you have no choice but to put your life in the surgeon's hands ( just hope he is not a vampire too )....heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am rambling on but as my father needs to have an operation to remove a tumor in his colon, L am just feeling the fear creeping in, all the what ifs come crawling into my already jammed mind. Never in a million years did I imagine it will happen to someone I hold so dear, its always about someone else isnt it? ...till its your turn to face it. We talk and we laugh but deep down inside we are worried....I take the vampire anyday,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow he has to be admitted early in the morning so that they can clear his system for the operation to be performed on monday at 5pm. Its going to be a very taxing day as we wait for the clock to tick second by second . I am sure all sorts of thoughts will go through my mind as I keep him company but, I hope my faith in the lord will keep me and my dad strong for the ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its times like this when friends rely and comfort me with their prayers and good wishes for my dad. Winnie has a been a great source of support to me with her pearly words of wisdom. Others have sms me with their kind words and concern. Thank you all.Today we are all still ok....had babi pongteh for lunch. Tomorrow I am sure some hands will shake when we have to fill in the forms, hearts will be pounding when we listen to what the doctor has to say upon reading the tests results and, maybe tears will flow. I am just guessing as all this is new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this, my sister's mother-in-law passed away so she has to be down in Melaka. It never rains but pours ! So, till tomorrow then, will let you know whether we had an internal tsunami or not. Till then your prayers will be greatly appreciated, may it be to God, Allah or Buddha !!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1946932935735121549?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1946932935735121549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/vampires-are-peanuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1946932935735121549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1946932935735121549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/vampires-are-peanuts.html' title='Vampires are peanuts'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2844278252488277229</id><published>2009-10-06T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:00:50.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who ate my moon.......cake?</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya has come and gone. All that fuss over ketupat and beef rendang! Well I had a sumptous affair at Cindy's open house. Kudos to Alice ! And again at another open house on sat...nice! Now we are fussing over yet another event...PMR. To those parents who are running around with high blood pressure, hey, take it easy. Its just the PMR, not the exams for the nobel prize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who ran around like chickens about to be slaughtered over the UPSR, now, its the parents of those taking PMR who will be having a sleepless nite tonite worrying about something which is beyond their control and over something which will not stop the world from spinning. Relax folks, your kids got everything under control, believe it or not, they dont want to fail either. Some are still going for tuition tonite....hahah...if they dont know their lesson by now its too late....let them watch TV and relax. A relaxed mind can think clearer and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am very relaxed, I dont have any doing this wretched exam! Even when my kids were doing it dont think I was in do or die mode. To tell the truth this PMR exam doesnt prove a thing. Even with 5/6 As, the kids can still be average once put outside their comfort zone. Ask them about world affairs, about earthquake,floods, poverty and terrorism and, I bet you they cant tell you anything. Why? Cos it is not in the text book. Preston forgot to add it in....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we expect them to know all these when they have time to read the newspaper. So sad. But that is education in Malaysia. We all survived it and moved on and learnt from it . Sadly the education minister still lives in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on. We learn, we struggle, we survive and we live on to see our kids make the same mistakes all through their student days, but they too will learn and survive and see their kids do the same. Life is a vicious circle. The only way to break that circle is to send them overseas. Sometimes they move out of the circle so far that they never come back. Also so sad. Just when we can rely on them to take care of us they are so far away. I see so many old parents living on their own in Sandakan cos their kids have all migrated. The old folks struggle with their wizen limbs just to do their daily chores. They try to sound happy when the kids call even though they are in constant ache and pain, even though they are lonely and would like some company, some TLC, some words of comfort when the limbs and joints go on strike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once told that parents can look after 12 kids but not even 1 kid can look  after 1 parent . Why is life so cruel? When a baby gets sick the mother stays up all nite nursing him, but when an old parent gets sick, no one wants to volunteer to nurse him. How selfish we all are ? I am no saint either. May god forgive us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2844278252488277229?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2844278252488277229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-ate-my-mooncake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2844278252488277229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2844278252488277229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-ate-my-mooncake.html' title='who ate my moon.......cake?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-2733800696092371783</id><published>2009-09-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:54:31.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fountain of Youth</title><content type='html'>Last thursday my son Sheldon had about 10 friends over for dinner. The usual 10 young people, noisy and lively, so happy just to be in the same room with one another even though they have been together everyday in school for the last 5 years. Such is the friendship and bonding of the young and carefree. It was certainly a privilege for me to be part of their world even for a brief moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They laugh at everything and poke fun at each other without fear or favor, without worrying that someone might be offended or take heart to something said in jest. Ahhh...where have our time gone to? We used to be like this, life was simple....eat, sleep and exams !. Laughter heals a lot. Now , we are cynical and judgmental, we have to think before we say anything as once spoken, retraction is impossible. Sensitivity lurks in every corner....this is the curse of getting older , where wisdom is overtaken by pride and the "kiasu" syndrome......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice it is to be young ,restless and innocent,...well be may not that innocent, they know more in detail about everything then we ever did when we were that age.Its just that the young dont use their knowledge to criticize, to ridicule hurtfully or to downsize their peers, unlike adults. Adults tend to categorize people,size them up, label, box and store , to be retrieved later when the occasion arises.....in other words, to be used as information for gossip !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt it be nice if we could remain young at heart for a wee bit longer. I know we cant wish to remind young physically ( now that would mean we would have to be like the McDonalds potato fries soaked in preservatives so they wont go bad even after 6 months in a jar!!!) but we could wish to remain mentally young with a touch of innocence ...hahaha...like asking for the moon to be made of cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, for what its worth, its always good to be in the company of the young. It never fails to make me happy to see and hear them all talking a mile a minute, their laughter so invigorating and contagious. Although I must say it makes me feel old sometimes as I have known many of them since their days in Chi Hwa. Now they are talking about going to university. What happened to kindergarten, primary school and high school? Where did the years go? Soon they will be telling us what to do and what not to eat and when to take our medication . It was just like yesterday we changed their diapers.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sons and all their friends whom I know, it has been an experience, a pleasure and a privilege to have had the blessing of sharing your joys, your growing pains, your I hate school syndrome and, to still be able to remember that once you all stood just below the height of my dinning table and now, you tower over the tallest of us. Stand tall and proud children, and never say you dont know who you are ( like the stupid americans , always having to take a year off to find themselves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless all of you. To those sitting for your UEC exams, I wish you all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-2733800696092371783?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/2733800696092371783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/fountain-of-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2733800696092371783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/2733800696092371783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/fountain-of-youth.html' title='Fountain of Youth'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1721656016700445507</id><published>2009-09-17T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:53:39.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not my favourite time of the year</title><content type='html'>Its definitely not my favourite time of the year....hari raya !!! We get the long holidays but we also get the keys to the house work, meals, pet management and out right boredom....aaahhhh !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not so worried about food cos I have asked my maid to cook a few dishes and freeze them, for emergencies. But I hate sweeping the floor and doing laundry, and oh, feeding the dogs and cleaning their bowls......well, actually I just dont like all of the above and more. But what to do, next time I will plan for us to go away at this time. This year we cant go away cos my son Sheldon came back for hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Cindy has her open house on the first day of HR. At least we will be eating well on that day....hahaha. Apart from that nothing exciting is happening.Perhaps it would be a good time to go learn play mahjong. Guess we will be having marathon TV watching sessions....beer anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat sleep and no exercise cos even my yoga teacher is taking 5 days off, strange considering non of her students are malay. I shouldnt be complaining cos lots of people are looking forward to this long break. So, enjoy your break and hope on one will die of boredom !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1721656016700445507?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1721656016700445507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-my-favourite-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1721656016700445507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1721656016700445507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-my-favourite-time-of-year.html' title='Not my favourite time of the year'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-1612564421507194321</id><published>2009-09-10T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:56:53.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining durians</title><content type='html'>There seems to be so many durian sellers sprouting out of the woodwork these few weeks. Guess the durian season is in full swing, thorns and all. The $1,000,000 question is 'to eat or not to eat'? Eating one or two seems fruitless as you do not get that "ummmm wah so nice feeling" . Eating a lot then you attract the " wow, you have put on weight" comments from people who have nothing better to say....or they are jeolous cos they have no free durians to gorge on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I have eaten a few. What to do, courtesy of friends with good intentions. However, my problem isnt the oozing waistline. But.....pimples! Yes, at my age, to be having pimples is a privilege...what ???? huh?.....well you see , only the young have this pimple problem. Its a curse for them right?....the operative word being " young " . So, like Benjamin Button, I have also gone younger....hahaha. I had more pimples in the last 2 weeks then I have ever had when I was in my teens !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I had 4 of these little buggers. Thats a lot for me! I didnt celebrate though, maybe I should have thrown a party to announce my coming of age...haha. Instead, I did what I have always told my sons to do, wash the spot with soap. It works like magic! As much as I like being refered to as 'young or younger' pimples are not what I had in mind as a retirement present, no matter how lovely the box is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the question of ' to eat or not to eat' cos I still have durians in a box outside my house.....hhmmm....durian curry, durian stew, durian cake, durian pie, durian pudding, durian punch.........Zx43!2#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the durian storm, came the baby storm....no, no,....not to worry I am not in this picture as a participant,....three of my friends became grandmothers this month. Congratulations to Ah Moi, Mary Ho and Lai Gin. Guess what? All baby boys! If I say 'all the more to celebrate' then I am discriminating against the sexes. But chinese being chinese, especially if its the son's son, then I guess the smiles are wider. Sorry girls, no disrespect meant! I come from a family of all girls. Anyway, there will be lots of 12th day and full moon celebrations in the pipe line....maybe they may have durian cooked in pig's trotters, boiled eggs and vinegar ...you think?..........hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Sandakan is never dull. We have a line up of wedding invitations to eat through, on top of the 'baby dinners' and fellowship nite! Have you ever thought that the pressure of all these eating frenzy and merrymaking is a Privilege? Why? Cos its means you are till alive, you can still eat and laugh and more importantly you have Friends!  Smile and the world smiles with you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-1612564421507194321?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/1612564421507194321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/raining-durians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1612564421507194321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/1612564421507194321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/raining-durians.html' title='Raining durians'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-763511426507677330</id><published>2009-09-07T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:12:33.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>W is for Wow !</title><content type='html'>Just got back from KK after attending a wedding dinner hosted by Mr and Mrs. Vila Tan for their eldest daughter Sarah. The wedding dinner was at Magellan Banquet hall at Sutera. I must say that the deco was fantastic and so romantic and very very beautiful. The hall is big and it wasnt packed with tables elbow to elbow. There was a lot of spaces between the tables, a stage for the performers dancing punjabi dances and a live band " The dreamers" . All in all it was worth our trip there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sarah is soooo pretty and tall and so gracious. Her husband Kevin is American and also very handsome and friendly. The bride wore an oh so gorgeous cheongsam.....everyone wants to know where she got it from, including me. The groom wore a chinese jacket and all the inlaws and parents and relatives wore saris. Sarah's american mum in law looked so pretty in a blue sari. The father in law wore a batik. When I have a photo of us taken with her I will try to put it in my facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speeches were short and sweet and the music was so catchy. I wanted to stay and dance but, everyone started to leave when the dinner ended...so typical malaysians !!!.Kudos to Vila and Jamit for hosting such a memorable wedding for their beloved girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the hall was packed with people from Sandakan. Cocktails was served at 6pm. There was quiet a lot of finger food and free flow of drinks. Dinner started at 7.30 but the food was only served 15 mins later as the people were slow in coming into the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The card stated " smart casual" but I knew no sane malaysian lady would go to a grand wedding at Magellan in smart casual....hahaha, and so as I guessed correctly everyone was dressed in their finest, with one ot two exceptions but the rest of us were in semi-formals. Some even in their evening gowns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that is all about the wedding. The rest of my KK trip was boring. Jalan-jalan around Wisma merdeka and 1 Borneo. The highlight of the walk around 1Borneo was buying big apple donuts....you know, deciding which to get out of the dozens of choices.Now that took time and alot of decision making.....greentea or chocochip, no, no, maybe nuts and white chocolate?...ah yah all also so fattening. So just pick the most fattening ones as they are the tastiest. Worry about XXXXXX when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I booked for us to come back the next day. Dont think we can take all that excitment of walking around malls anymore. Nothing like home !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-763511426507677330?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/763511426507677330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/w-is-for-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/763511426507677330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/763511426507677330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/09/w-is-for-wow.html' title='W is for Wow !'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-3872701713534204185</id><published>2009-08-29T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T03:52:11.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP of Micheal Jackson's doctors, anyone?</title><content type='html'>Now I can understand why MC ( Micheal Jackson ) needed so many drugs to go to sleep. No matter how I placed my tired body I just couldnt fall asleep on the plane. The eyes were so tired but the mind just wouldnt let go. If I had the HP of one of MJ's doctor I would have called him....ahhahah. Today is the 2nd day home and I am still feeling tired. It wasnt like this last time. Oh well, I know what you think , yes I am 43 going on 52. How can I forget? The body reminds me everyday. This part doesnt work well on monday, that part doesnt work at all on tuesday. Sometimes after walking a whole day I cant even see my ankle bones cos of water retention and limbs do go on strike ...hey! not funny. Why do you think there are so many pharmacist in mile 4 alone ? Its us,not so young people supporting them ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ask the traditional therapist, they will say...angin. Where did all that angin come in from? heheh...guess you all might have some idea but, seriously, why are we so windy? Its not like I have holes in my body or a vacumn pump sucking in air. Perhaps if I talk less, covered my ears with ear plugs and breathe only when necessary, less angin will come in, you think? . Everytime I go for a massage they say its the wind causing all that bodyache....I say damn the wind, go bother someone else for a change ! Go blow over Siberia and cool the ice so it wont melt. Go blow around the globe and keep the planet cooler. Go blow the UV rays away to Pluto ! Just stop bothering me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learnt from my Filipino massage lady that we shouldnt bathe at 6 pm and at 9 am. Why? Well that is the time the 'others' bathe. Dont laugh. Others meaning those we cant see. So I asked my maid whether Indonesians believe that to. Well, ....they do and for the same reason. 15 mins after 6pm  or 15 mins after 9 am , ok, no worries. Just not at that time. Ripley's believe it or not. maybe we should ask the myth busters to find out eh? So you ask, what happens if you do take a bath at those 2 appointed time ?.....well your eyes pop out, your nostrils flare and fire comes out of your ears....hahahaha....of course not, dont be silly. You will feel ill or unwell and you may feel itchy. Not sure which ailments fitswhich time but thats the gist of it. Try and let me know. But you probably have to try several times if you have thick skin!! OK, gtg. Dinner time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-3872701713534204185?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/3872701713534204185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/hp-of-micheal-jacksons-doctors-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3872701713534204185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/3872701713534204185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/hp-of-micheal-jacksons-doctors-anyone.html' title='HP of Micheal Jackson&apos;s doctors, anyone?'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-6937559964938192564</id><published>2009-08-27T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:18:23.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mole in Changi Airport</title><content type='html'>Hahaha,.....hello people, its sleepy me from Changi Airport Singapore. Now I am in the departure lounge waiting for my flight to KK. There is free internet everywhere in this beautiful airport except the toilet, well one day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep over 3 chairs like I used to see tourists do but, let me tell you, it is impossible to sleep unless your spinal cord is wavy. Then you have no where to put your hands. One on your head and the other hanging by the thumb in the belt loop. Then there is the ceiling lights shinning into your eyes. Ok, problem solved by using the boarding pass to cover your eyes....hahah, very useful information??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rambling, this is what lack of sleep does to a normally rational person. Well, will tell you more when all my faculties are gathered and intact after a good rest. So chao ! hear from me when I am in sandakan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-6937559964938192564?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/6937559964938192564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/mole-in-changi-airport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6937559964938192564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/6937559964938192564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/mole-in-changi-airport.html' title='A mole in Changi Airport'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-7129538036104262257</id><published>2009-08-23T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:40:51.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the slow lane</title><content type='html'>If retirement means life like this in Brisbane.....waking up late , eat, clean, shop and rest, then I dont want to retire! I had more things to keep me busy in sandakan then I have here. Dont think I can shop everyday. Buying toilet paper was the highlight of the afternoon at Woolworth....ohhhhh.....8 rolls of kleenex brand toilet paper costs AUD$5.90.....anypne has extra banana leaves??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin cleaned his son's fan this morning while I vaccumned the clumps of dust that fell onto the floor. The fan was covered in dust but my son says  its ok as it still works !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting so difficult to wake up as the weather is cool and its ideal temperature for snoozing . We had to wake up because Edwin insisted on cooking  bacon and eggs this morning. The bacon had been in the fridge since merdeka and the eggs , well only the chicken knows. The bread had plants growing on it...3 dimentional too!!,...it could have a new species called Jordii ( after its grower Jordan ) or maybe, just the run of the mill fungus....so, it went into the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did more window shopping at DFO and bought 4 plates as they were on offer....kiasu lah, buy just because on sale! Well actually they match the plates I have at home and at half the price of what I would have to pay in malaysia, why not?? My suitcase is slowly but surely getting full and fuller....can I say this?... , like dumb and dumber....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, catch up sometime later. Time for dinner soon...Korean tonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-7129538036104262257?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/7129538036104262257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-in-slow-lane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7129538036104262257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/7129538036104262257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-in-slow-lane.html' title='Life in the slow lane'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264361857649564536.post-5165122901704193287</id><published>2009-08-21T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:50:58.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maids wanted</title><content type='html'>We came all the way to Brisbane to be free maids for the boys. Guess most parents know what I mean. Yes we spent the whole morning on thursday cleaning the place. There were dead clothes all over the floor in the bedrooms.The clothes somehow died of a mysterious infection called laziness or tardiness. Like H1N1 , there is no cure for this but it can be prevented by a vaccine called ' elbow grease'. Luckily we have that. The whole morning was spent cleaning up the place....where is kakak when you need her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we had to top up our depleted energy so we went to Chelmside shopping centre, the biggest one here. Had sushi and more sushi, cleaning a stamp size apartment is very tiring when you are not used to it!!. Then we went window shopping. Of course we bought a few things we dont really need. But what the heck they were on sale!! For dinner we took Kai out for vietnamese beef noodles. The bill came to AUD$60 for 5 bowls of noodles! The soya bean drink costs AUD$3 each. What a laugh, we could have drank that at mile 4 market for RM$1 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supper , oh yes! you must eat supper when you are on holiday....caramel cheese cake! The nite before we had apple pie. I can see the begining of a small bulge around my midrift....if you know what I mean. Well that was one day gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, friday, Morgan is free, so he drove us around....where else another shopping centre.! Had kebab again for lunch. The kebab shop was run by 2 chinese ladies speaking cantonese....hahaha.  Bought some more useless things ! I think they have feng shuied the shopping centres so people will come in and buys things they dont need. Tonite Edwin is cooking for 9. We will be having steak, salad and of course dessert!!. And I am going to have some chips before dinner....what the hell, break all the rules, have fun and grow fat....this is the land of ' oink oink '  OK gtg to buy steak for dinner....and the chips.....hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264361857649564536-5165122901704193287?l=violaawakened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/feeds/5165122901704193287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/maids-wanted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5165122901704193287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4264361857649564536/posts/default/5165122901704193287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violaawakened.blogspot.com/2009/08/maids-wanted.html' title='Maids wanted'/><author><name>Viola Chan Bee Choo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqX_SyNfKgU/SjZGUxHV1RI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cZ6ZHaCcFIg/S220/Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
