Managed to take photos with some of my colleagues during the last few hours in school. It's a busy time for most of us - invigilation duties, deputy sup coming to visit the next day, etc...
There were many colleagues with whom I wished I had taken photos with, but yeah, we really do look haggard after a day's work and the week's still not over yet.
Debating if I should go for the Teachers' Day lunch. Then can take photos with more people... See first...
Were you a better person today than yesterday?
Will you be a better person tomorrow than today?
Friday, August 01, 2008
Clearing out my little oasis
My table space is always messy. I'm famous for it. Back in the old staff room, my table even had photos taken to prove how much more space teachers need.
I wonder if my table will re-appear when I go over to London. I remember my hostel room in NTU was very clean. But then again, I didn't do a lot of 'real work' when I was in NTU. *grin*
I am rather impressed at how quickly I cleared out my little ordered chaos. I only took 3.5 hours on Thursday to clear out, another hour yesterday? and 2.5 hours toay for the final clearance. Here are the photos of my clearing out process... Be inspired if you're as messy as I am.
I wonder if my table will re-appear when I go over to London. I remember my hostel room in NTU was very clean. But then again, I didn't do a lot of 'real work' when I was in NTU. *grin*
I am rather impressed at how quickly I cleared out my little ordered chaos. I only took 3.5 hours on Thursday to clear out, another hour yesterday? and 2.5 hours toay for the final clearance. Here are the photos of my clearing out process... Be inspired if you're as messy as I am.
Racial Harmony Day Photos
I really love these photos. Bought the set from India on my OSL trip to Kochi back in 06 but waited until now to wear it. Remember that I regretted buying it back then, but hey, I think I really like it!
Enjoy the photos!
Enjoy the photos!
Being Unemployed
It sure feels strange. Woke up earlier than usual today at 5 am. Partly probably because I fell asleep early last night at 10 pm.
Such mixed feelings this morning. A lil sad to lose the regularity of waking up, rushing to work, singing the national anthem and taking the pledge, taking morning attendance, and going about my lessons... Wasn't sure quite what to do after waking up... Prepared some lessons for my Sec 1 Maths class and sent them to AM for printing. Doubt they will be used but it's a kind of closure for myself as well, I guess.
Was supposed to go down to school in the late morning but caught 'Protege' on cable. Got caught up in the movie and ended up staying at home till 1 pm. Then went to get lunch before I made my way to school. Pretty good timing though. All the students were either having their CCAs or started on their weekend already when I reached the school around 2.30 pm.
Got down to my final clearance of my table, feeling sadder as I threw away and sorted the last of my papers... Done with everything by 5 pm and was suppose to go down to town for my massage. But really not in the mood. Got back home, bought myself some fast food and viola, here I am, blogging away.
Told myself to take a couple of minutes every day to reflect, gather my thoughts and blog. So, August 1st. My first day of unemployment after 4.5 years of teaching.
Boy, time sure passed quickly. It wasn't so long ago that I still remember making my way around NTU, going for lectures, napping in tutorials, having fun in my design modules. And of course, all my activities in the Uni - Freshmen Orientation Camp, Red Cross, Contract Bridge, Faculty P & P, and the list goes on.
Life is just a series of strange twists and turns. My life is, anyway. And I guess I do enjoy all the twists and turns...
My earliest recollections were of my travels with my wayang grandparents. Trains rides to Malaysis, stays on wayang stages, baths in temples... Then it was time to stop travelling and start schooling at the neighbourhood PAP kindergarten. 2 years on, I started Primary School a couple of blocks away and an aunt ignited my interest in reading. 3 years later, I was somehow selected into the GEP and off I went. Totally new environment. Very different. Highly challenging. Another 3 years and time for PSLE. Family insisted that I go to a neighbourhood school and would have gotten their way if MOE did not intervene and pulled me back into the system.
But barely a year went past and my parents got their way. I was back in the mainstream Express class. I am thankful for the change. Got to know more friends and gave me the time to pick up my IT skills - we were the pioneers of the Internet and multimedia presentations! I was even on the evening news! I also got the chance to work at Mac's. *grin*
Then O-Levels came along and I remember how tired I was working as a salesgirl at Wisma. Standing up for 8 hours on end and smiling at customers the whole time, trying to be helpful, was a truly learning experience. After the results, I was in 2 minds whether to go JC with my friends or follow my family's advice to go to the Poly. With high hopes for myself, I managed to convince my family to let me go the JC route.
Sadly, I was too playful in JC and did not get good enough grades to qualify for overseas scholarship. In fact, my application to NUS engineering was rejected. In NTU, I evidently did not learn my lesson and played even more! For obvious reasons, I did not do well and had to repeat quite a number of modules. Thankfully, I manage to graduate but again, my lousy results doesn't give me a choice of good job prospects. The recession when I graduated did not help matters. With the threat of retrenchment hanging over my dad, the bread-winner of the family, I applied to MOE to teach.
In another month, I'd be embarking on another journey, another branch of my life. I'd be, yet again, jumping right into unknown waters, charting my path as I drift along, trying to stay afloat, looking at the scenery around me, trying to to appreciate my surroundings... And of course, wondering if there's another way out.
I'm scared...
Such mixed feelings this morning. A lil sad to lose the regularity of waking up, rushing to work, singing the national anthem and taking the pledge, taking morning attendance, and going about my lessons... Wasn't sure quite what to do after waking up... Prepared some lessons for my Sec 1 Maths class and sent them to AM for printing. Doubt they will be used but it's a kind of closure for myself as well, I guess.
Was supposed to go down to school in the late morning but caught 'Protege' on cable. Got caught up in the movie and ended up staying at home till 1 pm. Then went to get lunch before I made my way to school. Pretty good timing though. All the students were either having their CCAs or started on their weekend already when I reached the school around 2.30 pm.
Got down to my final clearance of my table, feeling sadder as I threw away and sorted the last of my papers... Done with everything by 5 pm and was suppose to go down to town for my massage. But really not in the mood. Got back home, bought myself some fast food and viola, here I am, blogging away.
Told myself to take a couple of minutes every day to reflect, gather my thoughts and blog. So, August 1st. My first day of unemployment after 4.5 years of teaching.
Boy, time sure passed quickly. It wasn't so long ago that I still remember making my way around NTU, going for lectures, napping in tutorials, having fun in my design modules. And of course, all my activities in the Uni - Freshmen Orientation Camp, Red Cross, Contract Bridge, Faculty P & P, and the list goes on.
Life is just a series of strange twists and turns. My life is, anyway. And I guess I do enjoy all the twists and turns...
My earliest recollections were of my travels with my wayang grandparents. Trains rides to Malaysis, stays on wayang stages, baths in temples... Then it was time to stop travelling and start schooling at the neighbourhood PAP kindergarten. 2 years on, I started Primary School a couple of blocks away and an aunt ignited my interest in reading. 3 years later, I was somehow selected into the GEP and off I went. Totally new environment. Very different. Highly challenging. Another 3 years and time for PSLE. Family insisted that I go to a neighbourhood school and would have gotten their way if MOE did not intervene and pulled me back into the system.
But barely a year went past and my parents got their way. I was back in the mainstream Express class. I am thankful for the change. Got to know more friends and gave me the time to pick up my IT skills - we were the pioneers of the Internet and multimedia presentations! I was even on the evening news! I also got the chance to work at Mac's. *grin*
Then O-Levels came along and I remember how tired I was working as a salesgirl at Wisma. Standing up for 8 hours on end and smiling at customers the whole time, trying to be helpful, was a truly learning experience. After the results, I was in 2 minds whether to go JC with my friends or follow my family's advice to go to the Poly. With high hopes for myself, I managed to convince my family to let me go the JC route.
Sadly, I was too playful in JC and did not get good enough grades to qualify for overseas scholarship. In fact, my application to NUS engineering was rejected. In NTU, I evidently did not learn my lesson and played even more! For obvious reasons, I did not do well and had to repeat quite a number of modules. Thankfully, I manage to graduate but again, my lousy results doesn't give me a choice of good job prospects. The recession when I graduated did not help matters. With the threat of retrenchment hanging over my dad, the bread-winner of the family, I applied to MOE to teach.
In another month, I'd be embarking on another journey, another branch of my life. I'd be, yet again, jumping right into unknown waters, charting my path as I drift along, trying to stay afloat, looking at the scenery around me, trying to to appreciate my surroundings... And of course, wondering if there's another way out.
I'm scared...
Thursday, July 31, 2008
My horoscope today
What a laugh! I just read my horoscope (at the bottom of this page).
"... you'll probably stir a day of chaos."
"... you'll probably stir a day of chaos."
My last hours...
I'm so glad my last day is today.
I started with my 4N1 Maths class. Somehow, they seem to be the last class in which nobody heard any news of my leaving... Anyway, most of them were rather surprised at my announcement that today is my last day. I hope the news will not affect their preparation for the Ns. Besides, I will still try to see them every Sat, either in school or outside (I think they'd prefer the latter).
Just finished with my other Maths class - 1E2. Other than my form class, they have been my favourite class this year. A very energetic bunch but talkative. Then again, which class isn't? Some of them have visited my blog before, so they knew of my leaving. But I guess it's always a shocker when your teacher just finished going through volume and surface area of prisms one minute, and the next, announcing that another teacher will taking over the class the next day. Similarly, I hope their performance for the Common Tests won't be too affected by my departure.
Ok. Have to prepare for my last class of the day, of the year - 3N1. What a perfect end, one would think. It's a sign! *grin*
I started with my 4N1 Maths class. Somehow, they seem to be the last class in which nobody heard any news of my leaving... Anyway, most of them were rather surprised at my announcement that today is my last day. I hope the news will not affect their preparation for the Ns. Besides, I will still try to see them every Sat, either in school or outside (I think they'd prefer the latter).
Just finished with my other Maths class - 1E2. Other than my form class, they have been my favourite class this year. A very energetic bunch but talkative. Then again, which class isn't? Some of them have visited my blog before, so they knew of my leaving. But I guess it's always a shocker when your teacher just finished going through volume and surface area of prisms one minute, and the next, announcing that another teacher will taking over the class the next day. Similarly, I hope their performance for the Common Tests won't be too affected by my departure.
Ok. Have to prepare for my last class of the day, of the year - 3N1. What a perfect end, one would think. It's a sign! *grin*
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
My singular existence
Bravo! What a delightful piece of writing!
~~~~~~~~~~

by Sumiko Tan
Okay, so here we go again.
Marriage and making babies are back in the news. It's enough to make a single person weep.
Every couple of years, the problem of Singapore not having enough babies will be resurrected and the nation will plunge into another period of soul-searching.
The Government will then announce a raft of fresh incentives to get Singaporeans to marry and have kids, and the matter will rest for a bit.
But clearly the measures don't really work because the issue will invariably get another airing, as it has in recent weeks. This time, the Government is looking at free childcare and paid paternity leave.
In 1983, the Great Marriage Debate - the one where men were encouraged not to ignore graduate women - took place.
I was in university then and at my reproductive peak, although I wasn't ready for marriage.
Fast forward 25 years and I'm still unmarried, although no longer at my biological best, baby-wise.
Maybe I'm getting querulous as I grow older, but all this talk about incentives to promote procreation makes me see red.
It's not that I don't grasp the big picture and the need for babies. I do.
It's not even that I'm not fond of children. I am. I even wish I had my own.
Neither am I unsympathetic to the heavy load of working parents. As a boss, I've been understanding to colleagues who need time off to tend to kids-related emergencies.
It's just that measures rewarding marriage and parenthood can smack of singlism.
Singlism? Yes, it's a word that's been concocted to depict the negative stereotypes and discrimination against people who are unmarried.
While the term includes folks who are divorced and widowed, it applies mostly to those like me who have never walked down the aisle (or whatever else people do in the name of getting hitched).
Singles are single for different reasons. Some want to be married but can't find a partner. Others genuinely prefer the unmarried lifestyle. There are also those who have a partner (and might be living with him or her, too) but don't see the need to marry, or can't marry - gays and lesbians come to mind.
Unlike other forms of discrimination like racism and sexism, singlism is not overt, which makes it all the more invidious.
Prejudices have in fact become so ingrained that one doesn't bat an eyelid at them. The thinking goes: If singles are slighted, too bad, it's their problem for being ultra-sensitive, not society's fault for being insensitive.
Singlism happens in the way singles are perceived as some alien life form.
A poll of 1,000 undergraduates in the United States found that most of them viewed singles in a negative light: immature, insecure, self-centred, lonely, ugly and prone to envy were words most used to describe people like me. Married people were seen as honest, caring and kind.
Singlism happens when people pass patronising comments about your single status and, worse, think there's nothing wrong with that.
As an article on the Internet notes, how would married people feel if the tables were turned? How would they like it if, upon announcing that they are getting married, they get pitiful looks and remarks like: 'Hey, don't worry, your turn to divorce will come soon.'
But, ah well, we singles have long learnt that names shouldn't hurt us.
But institutionalised forms of singlism do. You see it in the workplace where singles have to cover for married colleagues when they need time off because baby has a fever, the maid's run off or there's a parent-teacher event to attend.
When it comes to taking leave in June and December, parents get priority because we can't deprive them of the school holidays, can we?
In companies with shift, night and weekend work, it's often the singles who are rostered for these slots. After all, the thinking goes, singles don't have much of a life outside the office anyway.
When colleagues go on maternity leave or switch to part-time work, singles pick up the slack - for the same pay.
In one company I know, long-service employees get a paid-for trip as a reward.
Thing is, married employees can take their spouse or child along, with the company footing their bill. But singles aren't allowed to take along a boyfriend, girlfriend or parent. The difference in benefits? About $1,500. Not a great sum but, oh, the unfairness of it all.
Housing perks and tax reliefs remain perennial sticking points.
Yes, the Government has liberalised housing rules by a lot and singles can now buy resale HDB flats of any size when they turn 35.
But singles still can't buy new, subsidised HDB flats, which are way cheaper than resale ones. And this despite how, at one stage, HDB had so many unsold flats to get rid of.
As a single friend put it, it's like the Government is telling you: Even if we can't sell the flats, we don't want you to have them.
How does that make us feel, especially those who can't afford to pay open market prices for resale flats?
Things get even more hurtful when it comes to tax relief for the foreign maid levy.
The relief is open only to married women (note: the rules don't even say they have to be mothers; just married) and women who are separated, divorced or widowed and living with their children.
Singles and males aren't eligible because the scheme is meant to 'encourage married women to remain in the workforce after having children and to encourage procreation'.
This means singles get no respite even if the only reason they hire a maid is to help look after their aged parents.
Do singles matter so little? Don't we perform a family function too? Would it cost the Government much to allow us to claim tax relief in this instance?
Everyone knows that when it comes to looking after aged parents, it's always the unmarried sibling who gets lumped with the heaviest load.
Besides, so many of us are also contributing to the welfare of our nieces and nephews, paying for their 'enrichment' classes and whatnot. We are part of family units too.
So much is already being done to promote procreation that one wonders just what else the Government has in store.
What makes it harder for singles to stomach is how some parents clamour for even more help, whether it is more money from the state or more 'family-friendly' practices at work.
For goodness' sake, parenthood comes with responsibilities and sacrifices. Live with it. And isn't it enough that you have children who should be reward in themselves?
We haven't heard the last of marriage and babies and I doubt we ever will.
It'll just be nice that in the debate to come, singles will get their recognition and due.
The above article was first published in The Sunday Times, Jul 27, 2008.
The author can be contacted at sumiko@sph.com.sg
This article is reproduced from AsiaOne.

by Sumiko Tan
Okay, so here we go again.
Marriage and making babies are back in the news. It's enough to make a single person weep.
Every couple of years, the problem of Singapore not having enough babies will be resurrected and the nation will plunge into another period of soul-searching.
The Government will then announce a raft of fresh incentives to get Singaporeans to marry and have kids, and the matter will rest for a bit.
But clearly the measures don't really work because the issue will invariably get another airing, as it has in recent weeks. This time, the Government is looking at free childcare and paid paternity leave.
In 1983, the Great Marriage Debate - the one where men were encouraged not to ignore graduate women - took place.
I was in university then and at my reproductive peak, although I wasn't ready for marriage.
Fast forward 25 years and I'm still unmarried, although no longer at my biological best, baby-wise.
Maybe I'm getting querulous as I grow older, but all this talk about incentives to promote procreation makes me see red.
It's not that I don't grasp the big picture and the need for babies. I do.
It's not even that I'm not fond of children. I am. I even wish I had my own.
Neither am I unsympathetic to the heavy load of working parents. As a boss, I've been understanding to colleagues who need time off to tend to kids-related emergencies.
It's just that measures rewarding marriage and parenthood can smack of singlism.
Singlism? Yes, it's a word that's been concocted to depict the negative stereotypes and discrimination against people who are unmarried.
While the term includes folks who are divorced and widowed, it applies mostly to those like me who have never walked down the aisle (or whatever else people do in the name of getting hitched).
Singles are single for different reasons. Some want to be married but can't find a partner. Others genuinely prefer the unmarried lifestyle. There are also those who have a partner (and might be living with him or her, too) but don't see the need to marry, or can't marry - gays and lesbians come to mind.
Unlike other forms of discrimination like racism and sexism, singlism is not overt, which makes it all the more invidious.
Prejudices have in fact become so ingrained that one doesn't bat an eyelid at them. The thinking goes: If singles are slighted, too bad, it's their problem for being ultra-sensitive, not society's fault for being insensitive.
Singlism happens in the way singles are perceived as some alien life form.
A poll of 1,000 undergraduates in the United States found that most of them viewed singles in a negative light: immature, insecure, self-centred, lonely, ugly and prone to envy were words most used to describe people like me. Married people were seen as honest, caring and kind.
Singlism happens when people pass patronising comments about your single status and, worse, think there's nothing wrong with that.
As an article on the Internet notes, how would married people feel if the tables were turned? How would they like it if, upon announcing that they are getting married, they get pitiful looks and remarks like: 'Hey, don't worry, your turn to divorce will come soon.'
But, ah well, we singles have long learnt that names shouldn't hurt us.
But institutionalised forms of singlism do. You see it in the workplace where singles have to cover for married colleagues when they need time off because baby has a fever, the maid's run off or there's a parent-teacher event to attend.
When it comes to taking leave in June and December, parents get priority because we can't deprive them of the school holidays, can we?
In companies with shift, night and weekend work, it's often the singles who are rostered for these slots. After all, the thinking goes, singles don't have much of a life outside the office anyway.
When colleagues go on maternity leave or switch to part-time work, singles pick up the slack - for the same pay.
In one company I know, long-service employees get a paid-for trip as a reward.
Thing is, married employees can take their spouse or child along, with the company footing their bill. But singles aren't allowed to take along a boyfriend, girlfriend or parent. The difference in benefits? About $1,500. Not a great sum but, oh, the unfairness of it all.
Housing perks and tax reliefs remain perennial sticking points.
Yes, the Government has liberalised housing rules by a lot and singles can now buy resale HDB flats of any size when they turn 35.
But singles still can't buy new, subsidised HDB flats, which are way cheaper than resale ones. And this despite how, at one stage, HDB had so many unsold flats to get rid of.
As a single friend put it, it's like the Government is telling you: Even if we can't sell the flats, we don't want you to have them.
How does that make us feel, especially those who can't afford to pay open market prices for resale flats?
Things get even more hurtful when it comes to tax relief for the foreign maid levy.
The relief is open only to married women (note: the rules don't even say they have to be mothers; just married) and women who are separated, divorced or widowed and living with their children.
Singles and males aren't eligible because the scheme is meant to 'encourage married women to remain in the workforce after having children and to encourage procreation'.
This means singles get no respite even if the only reason they hire a maid is to help look after their aged parents.
Do singles matter so little? Don't we perform a family function too? Would it cost the Government much to allow us to claim tax relief in this instance?
Everyone knows that when it comes to looking after aged parents, it's always the unmarried sibling who gets lumped with the heaviest load.
Besides, so many of us are also contributing to the welfare of our nieces and nephews, paying for their 'enrichment' classes and whatnot. We are part of family units too.
So much is already being done to promote procreation that one wonders just what else the Government has in store.
What makes it harder for singles to stomach is how some parents clamour for even more help, whether it is more money from the state or more 'family-friendly' practices at work.
For goodness' sake, parenthood comes with responsibilities and sacrifices. Live with it. And isn't it enough that you have children who should be reward in themselves?
We haven't heard the last of marriage and babies and I doubt we ever will.
It'll just be nice that in the debate to come, singles will get their recognition and due.
The above article was first published in The Sunday Times, Jul 27, 2008.
The author can be contacted at sumiko@sph.com.sg
This article is reproduced from AsiaOne.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Great Dover Street Apartments
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
My most late night this year (6 July)

After dinner and drinks with the gals, was supposed to go home coz need to wake up early the next day. AT came to give me a lift, I presumed a lift home.
However, after realising that he waited quite a while to give me the ride out of the Keppel Marina, I suggested that we go for a cup of coffee.
We went first to Hilton but their lounge closes surprisingly early. We walked walked their shopping gallery looking at all the high-class stores and their super-expensive wares. It was late at night, so we can stare closely at all the things that we like without the sales people thinking we were nutcases. Maybe the security guards looking into the cameras will, but who cares? I can't see them.
Then we went to the 24-h TCC outside International Building (or Plaza?). Talked, listened, chit-chat, the usual... After all, both of us can talk on and on one... I was starting to fall asleep in my chair so I had to order some munchies to stay awake.
Goodness, in the end, we finished up our coffee at 5 am in the morning! Sigh... I'm too old for late nights like these... Quickly jumped into bed and boy, was I surprised I could still wake up early for my morning appointment the next day.
Most expensive meal of my life (5 July)

Yup. Treated my mum a few times to some very nice restaurants, but have never reached this kind of a bill. About $70+ per person.
Imagine $42+++ just for a rack of pork. But the place is very nice. The way it is tucked away into the building and that you have to be led by the hostess through a 'secret doorway'... The chef would prepare a little something to open your palate and Linda even got a free cake because she informed the restaurant that the dinner was to celebrate a birthday when she made the reservation. The waitor for our table kept refilling our glasses (we have to pay for the bottles of water that we open). Oh yes, they have one of those special chairs for us ladies to put our bags. Everything spells 'EXCLUSIVE'...
Well, what to expect from a place at a marina? The TCC upstairs does look much more affordable and value-for-money. Even the cafe next door seems to serve more reasonably-priced food. Thankfully, the portions (for mains, sides, desserts, etc) were pretty decent. I was very full after the meal.
In all, it was a nice getaway. It felt great to be able to live the good life. But I would also feel guilty about "squandering" away the money like that when I seriously need to cut back.
Last but not least, this would be one of the last of our gals' dinners. Goodness knows if we can still continue with our New Year's Eve dinners anymore. I have missed so many of them when I used to go London on my holidays. Now, I'm again missing this year's dinner (and hopefully more) because I'd be in London again. This time albeit for a very different reason - I'd be STUDYING there! *grin*
So here's to us girls! Hope we'd stay young and happy and pretty always. I'd be thinking of you gals all the time and especially on New Year's Eve!
Monday, July 07, 2008
Dinner for grandad (May)

Decided to prepare a meal for my grandad and myself when my parents went on their holiday to Sydney.
My omelette was, of course, without fault. But too much oil when frying the fish. And the soup was too much contrasting flavours.
The dishes were fighting each other for attention. All very strong dishes with strong flavours. The egg with its bacon. The fish with its oil. Then the spicy and sour soup with its crab meat, meatballs, etc. Too much distractors.
Dinner with Wensi (May)

Finally met up with Wensi after a long time to pick her brains on my future plans (at that time). She brought me to a very interesting eatery called Colbar. They have a lot of imported beers. We got one with a honey taste - nice and sweet. However, I dun like beer, so couldn't really appreciate it.
I enjoyed more my dinner of curry eggs. 2 hard boiled eggs split into halves. Then a very generous portion of curry sauce over the eggs. Eaten with rice. Simple and simply delicious.
Then, we proceeded on to the Esplanade to watch this performance by her friend on this Japanese musical instrument. Very nice and soothing music. I liked it a lot.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Desserts @ Scoops (April)

Argh... I miss the ice-cream at Scoops. Haven't indulged in their waffles for a long time...
I really like the place. It's not very crowded if you go in the afternoons. It's kinda packed if you go in the evening with the families from the nearby private houses crowding the place. However, because the sitting area is L-shaped, you dun really get all the noise when you are lucky enough to get the tables tucked in the corner away from the ice-cream counter.
I must try to go down for a spot of indulgence next week. Either from Scoops or Ben & Jerry's.
Home-cooked sirloin steak (April)

Garlic sirloin steak. 3 minutes on each side. A little just slightly overcooked from my preferred medium rare.
I have gone a long way from eating only well-done steaks. What a waste of good beef.
Was quite pleasantly surprised by my own cooking. Marinated the steak the night before with oil, sesame oil, pepper, salt, garlic. Made the pan very hot first, then seared the sides of the meat - sealing the juices - and turned down the heat of the fire before grilling the steak on both sides.
And oh boy, what a delicious (and cheap) beef steak. Juicy all by itself. Great meaty flavour highlighted by the sweet tartness of the garlic. Surprisingly, the garlic not very burnt and bitter.
Must have another go at it again next month when I am more free. Go for a thicker slice of steak perhaps. Or more daring seasoning? Hm... Drool...
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Makan with Mother (March)

I think I have posted the photos above in a previous blog.
But never mind. Haven't updated my blogs for a while and I have been meeting a lot of friends for meals out. Gonna blog all the food photos for the next couple entries.
This one was at a small dim-sum stall at Sunshine Plaza (or Building) near Paradiz at Selegie Road. The carrot cake is steamed instead of pan-fried. It was ok. Very flavourful due to the special dark oyster sauce on top. What I really liked was the chee cheong fun. Very soft and gooey. Yum yum!
Friday, July 04, 2008
Youth Day
Wah! Had a really great time during the Youth Day performance.
As usual, the teachers put up fantastic song items and a group song and dance performance. Made me real tempted to come back to school to perform for Teachers' Day.
Should I? Make more problems for myself... *grin*
Have to go for department lunch now at Suntec. Then go home and enjoy my new Starhub Digital Cable! It's real good. Got so many channels to surf and the information display is so helpful.

As usual, the teachers put up fantastic song items and a group song and dance performance. Made me real tempted to come back to school to perform for Teachers' Day.
Should I? Make more problems for myself... *grin*
Have to go for department lunch now at Suntec. Then go home and enjoy my new Starhub Digital Cable! It's real good. Got so many channels to surf and the information display is so helpful.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008
The news is out! (Part 3)
Anyway, do get my msn if you wish to stay in touch. Or leave a message on my tag board. *smile*
And, I'm still around for another month at least to terrorize all of my students. No skiving of work! Or you'd be punishing yourself because, like I mentioned, I'd be teaching stuff for CA2.
And, I'm still around for another month at least to terrorize all of my students. No skiving of work! Or you'd be punishing yourself because, like I mentioned, I'd be teaching stuff for CA2.
The news is out! (Part 2)
So, the news is out. I'd be teaching till the end of July. I'd finish all the syllabus that is needed for your CA2 in Term 3 (Must be responsible!). I'm sad to leave everyone but hey, some sacrifices have to be made.
In fact, my last blog entry of the 'Gap year' entry is pretty relevant. Usually, the gap year is a period of time between graduation and the next step of work. It gives many youths the chance to get away from jumping straight into the rat race in the work place from the rat race in school.
For me, my year away in London will serve as a period of time between work and more work. *laugh* But it serves the same purpose of being a journey of self-discovery. I hope to be able to reflect on some important decisions that lie ahead regarding my career.
Since I am old enough to work, I have been doing some part-time work. I know what it is like in the service sector, financial sector and, of course, the education sector.
I have travelled, pretty vastly, I must say. I've always had the wander-lust in me. I 'blame' this on my grandparents who brought me around to various parts of Malaysia when I was 4 to 6 years. They were wayang performers and hence, the travels with them had trained me well for my backpacking trips to Asia, Europe, New Zealand (just haven't gone to the States and Australia yet). In fact, my grandfather is still performing wayang and will be going on a trip in 2 weeks' time. I do miss watching wayang and hope there'd be an opportunity for me to follow him on a wayang trip before I leave for London.
Through my overseas service-learning (OSL) trips to Vietnam, India and Cambodia, I hope I have made a difference in the lives of others through community service. I also hope that I have made a diiference in my students' lives when we bring them on the OSL projects.
During the year ahead, I hope that it will provide me not only the chance to further hone my IT skills, but also a chance to challenge myself. The combination of taking classes, managing my LIMITED finances, coping with a totally different weather system and environment, and being alone overseas will be both physically and psychologically exhausting. Will I be able to handle the ups and downs of this experience?
In fact, my last blog entry of the 'Gap year' entry is pretty relevant. Usually, the gap year is a period of time between graduation and the next step of work. It gives many youths the chance to get away from jumping straight into the rat race in the work place from the rat race in school.
For me, my year away in London will serve as a period of time between work and more work. *laugh* But it serves the same purpose of being a journey of self-discovery. I hope to be able to reflect on some important decisions that lie ahead regarding my career.
Since I am old enough to work, I have been doing some part-time work. I know what it is like in the service sector, financial sector and, of course, the education sector.
I have travelled, pretty vastly, I must say. I've always had the wander-lust in me. I 'blame' this on my grandparents who brought me around to various parts of Malaysia when I was 4 to 6 years. They were wayang performers and hence, the travels with them had trained me well for my backpacking trips to Asia, Europe, New Zealand (just haven't gone to the States and Australia yet). In fact, my grandfather is still performing wayang and will be going on a trip in 2 weeks' time. I do miss watching wayang and hope there'd be an opportunity for me to follow him on a wayang trip before I leave for London.
Through my overseas service-learning (OSL) trips to Vietnam, India and Cambodia, I hope I have made a difference in the lives of others through community service. I also hope that I have made a diiference in my students' lives when we bring them on the OSL projects.
During the year ahead, I hope that it will provide me not only the chance to further hone my IT skills, but also a chance to challenge myself. The combination of taking classes, managing my LIMITED finances, coping with a totally different weather system and environment, and being alone overseas will be both physically and psychologically exhausting. Will I be able to handle the ups and downs of this experience?
The news is out! (Part 1)
Some students started asking me if I'm really going UK to study on Monday. So during Homeroom today, I decided to make a formal announcement of my leaving to my class. It was, after all, in line with the focus of the day's Homeroom: Setting Goals.
There wasn't much time, so I didn't really get to tell my full life story. But I hope enough information got through.
(1) I come from a less-than-illustrious background with my mum failing her P6 and my dad passing P6 but coming from a Chinese school, he doesn't know a smack of English. Hence, my dad is still working as a machine operator even now, and my mum is still working as a coffeeshop assistant.
(2) I've always dreamed of going to an overseas university but because of my lousy results in JC, I couldn't secure a scholarship for my further studies. And I blame my lousy results because I spent too much time dating. *grin*
(3) It has been 5 years since I left the university but I still have my dream of furthering my studies. But there were still constraints - $$$.
(4) I try my utmost to save the past few years to save. I was successful the first 2 years but after that, I couldn't take it - and ended up shopping like crazy. Hence, I was distracted from my goal. But that didn't stop me. Looking at my finances last year, I realised I could still go for my further studies if I stop all shopping and save, save, save from last year. And VIOLA! I did it! Saved enough for my school fees and living expenses. Of course, the numbers are for the minimal living expenses - no shopping, no excesses, no holidays... If I want those, will have to do part-time work.
(5) I also shared about my fears of how I am afraid of going over all by myself. That I'd be without friends and family. But it's my dream. I'd have to learn to cope with it. I'm not sure whether I can be a student again. I'd have to work hard and stay focus. Just like they have to, as students. By the way, I'd be a student at King's College London, studying the use of computers and information technology (IT) in education.
There wasn't much time, so I didn't really get to tell my full life story. But I hope enough information got through.
(1) I come from a less-than-illustrious background with my mum failing her P6 and my dad passing P6 but coming from a Chinese school, he doesn't know a smack of English. Hence, my dad is still working as a machine operator even now, and my mum is still working as a coffeeshop assistant.
(2) I've always dreamed of going to an overseas university but because of my lousy results in JC, I couldn't secure a scholarship for my further studies. And I blame my lousy results because I spent too much time dating. *grin*
(3) It has been 5 years since I left the university but I still have my dream of furthering my studies. But there were still constraints - $$$.
(4) I try my utmost to save the past few years to save. I was successful the first 2 years but after that, I couldn't take it - and ended up shopping like crazy. Hence, I was distracted from my goal. But that didn't stop me. Looking at my finances last year, I realised I could still go for my further studies if I stop all shopping and save, save, save from last year. And VIOLA! I did it! Saved enough for my school fees and living expenses. Of course, the numbers are for the minimal living expenses - no shopping, no excesses, no holidays... If I want those, will have to do part-time work.
(5) I also shared about my fears of how I am afraid of going over all by myself. That I'd be without friends and family. But it's my dream. I'd have to learn to cope with it. I'm not sure whether I can be a student again. I'd have to work hard and stay focus. Just like they have to, as students. By the way, I'd be a student at King's College London, studying the use of computers and information technology (IT) in education.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
'Gap year' break a chance to give new things a shot
This article was first published in The Straits Times on June 30, 2008.
By Chew Zhi Wen, 21, to read law and economics at the National University of Singapore (NUS).
THE gap year - that period of time between graduating or completing national service and the next step - presents a rare opportunity for youth to relish the emancipation from the hustle and bustle of school.
It is a time to embark on a journey of self-discovery and reflect on the important decisions that lie ahead.
Some of my peers chose to travel; others made a difference in the lives of others through community service.
Most, though, decided on the traditional nine-to-five office grind, through work and internships. They believed that every job made a difference to their resume.
Me? I became a dancer.
I turned my hobby into a part-time job, learning and working as a dancer for the past eight months.
I started dancing at 14, in a secondary school CCA, so I had some experience.
The gap year provided me with a rare opportunity to further hone my skills.
The combination of taking classes, conducting classes and doing shows was physically and psychologically exhausting.
The ups and downs of this experience enlightened me to the differences between a passion and a profession.
Was I good enough to be a career dancer? I think I got my answer.
Secretly, I was relieved that I did not have to do this my whole life.
Nevertheless, I was glad I gave it a shot anyway.
Perhaps I could have gone with the norm and done a few internships to improve my employment prospects.
Or I could have taken up a well-paying, full-time job.
But while we have an entire lifetime to make money, we are young only once.
My priorities lie in making enough to live comfortably, and enjoying my youth while I can - before family and career responsibilities start to dominate my life.
There is a time for everything, and I believe that I have an entire lifetime to climb the corporate ladder.
But will I have the time in the future to do an up-tempo hip-hop dance?
Somehow, I doubt it.
By Chew Zhi Wen, 21, to read law and economics at the National University of Singapore (NUS).
THE gap year - that period of time between graduating or completing national service and the next step - presents a rare opportunity for youth to relish the emancipation from the hustle and bustle of school.
It is a time to embark on a journey of self-discovery and reflect on the important decisions that lie ahead.
Some of my peers chose to travel; others made a difference in the lives of others through community service.
Most, though, decided on the traditional nine-to-five office grind, through work and internships. They believed that every job made a difference to their resume.
Me? I became a dancer.
I turned my hobby into a part-time job, learning and working as a dancer for the past eight months.
I started dancing at 14, in a secondary school CCA, so I had some experience.
The gap year provided me with a rare opportunity to further hone my skills.
The combination of taking classes, conducting classes and doing shows was physically and psychologically exhausting.
The ups and downs of this experience enlightened me to the differences between a passion and a profession.
Was I good enough to be a career dancer? I think I got my answer.
Secretly, I was relieved that I did not have to do this my whole life.
Nevertheless, I was glad I gave it a shot anyway.
Perhaps I could have gone with the norm and done a few internships to improve my employment prospects.
Or I could have taken up a well-paying, full-time job.
But while we have an entire lifetime to make money, we are young only once.
My priorities lie in making enough to live comfortably, and enjoying my youth while I can - before family and career responsibilities start to dominate my life.
There is a time for everything, and I believe that I have an entire lifetime to climb the corporate ladder.
But will I have the time in the future to do an up-tempo hip-hop dance?
Somehow, I doubt it.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Lousy service @ Delifrance Plaza by the Park
Came in at 2 pm and ordered a 'Hearty $9.90 Deal' of Chicken-Baked Rice for the mains.
Soup came in 15-20 minutes later... Stared at the service personnel but decided not to bug them and entertain myself by doing my work as I was supposed to.
Waited another 15-20 minutes but my main dish is still not in sight. Like any other Singaporean who doesn't want to blow up the matter, I kept quiet and continued to do my work. Finally... 3.45 pm and the manager came by, telling me that they have ran out of rice and could they replace it with pasta. Oh dear, I was flabbergasted that they only realised they did not have the ingredients for my dish a full 45 minutes after I placed my order?!?!
I guess I should have thrown up a bigger fuss. But it's just not my nature to do so. Besides, I was in a good mood, having just did some work on my laptop.
But seriously, the service at this outlet really deserves to be polished. Although, yes, this outlet really does not have more than 10 customers at any one time during the weekends. If not for the free internet access and power supply for laptops, its spacious tables, peace and quiet of the place (no customers mah), I really wouldn't come. $12 for a meal is not exactly cheap.
Okies. My dessert is here. Shall go enjoy it before the ice-cream melts away.
Soup came in 15-20 minutes later... Stared at the service personnel but decided not to bug them and entertain myself by doing my work as I was supposed to.
Waited another 15-20 minutes but my main dish is still not in sight. Like any other Singaporean who doesn't want to blow up the matter, I kept quiet and continued to do my work. Finally... 3.45 pm and the manager came by, telling me that they have ran out of rice and could they replace it with pasta. Oh dear, I was flabbergasted that they only realised they did not have the ingredients for my dish a full 45 minutes after I placed my order?!?!
I guess I should have thrown up a bigger fuss. But it's just not my nature to do so. Besides, I was in a good mood, having just did some work on my laptop.
But seriously, the service at this outlet really deserves to be polished. Although, yes, this outlet really does not have more than 10 customers at any one time during the weekends. If not for the free internet access and power supply for laptops, its spacious tables, peace and quiet of the place (no customers mah), I really wouldn't come. $12 for a meal is not exactly cheap.
Okies. My dessert is here. Shall go enjoy it before the ice-cream melts away.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
I'm an ESFP
ESFP Strengths
ESFP Weaknesses
Think the above points are true about me? *grin*
- Enthusiastic and fun-loving, they make everything enjoyable
- Clever, witty, direct, and popular, people are drawn towards them
- Earthy and sensual
- Down to earth and practical, able to take care of daily needs
- Artistic and creative, they're likely to have attractive homes
- Flexible and diverse, they "go with the flow" extremely well
- They can leave bad relationships, although it's not easy
- Try to make the most of every moment
- Generous and warm-hearted
ESFP Weaknesses
- May be frivolous and risky with money
- Tend to be materialistic
- Extreme dislike of criticism, likely to take things extremely personally
- Likely to ignore or escape conflict situations rather than face them
- Lifelong commitments may be a struggle for them - they take things one day at a time
- Don't pay enough attention to their own needs
- Tendency to neglect their health, or even abuse their bodies
- Always excited by something new, they may change partners frequently
Think the above points are true about me? *grin*
Friday, June 27, 2008
First week of school
It's Friday!
Will be meeting GT and WS later today - can't wait! Hope I remember to take photos.
I love my timetable today. The rest of the week has been hectic and lessons non-stop. But also because of the full timetable for the past 4 days, I only have 2 teaching periods today.
Otherwise where got time to blog so early in the morning?
Just like to share a funny incident that happened last Sunday.
Was out in town with a guy friend and we ended up at Best Denki after dinner. I needed to shop for more electronics for my brother's move to Sweden.
Spent some time shopping for vacuum cleaner, humidifier, and last but not least, a water purifying device for the tap. We ended up at Osim to buy the water purifying device and the (cute) salesman was the ultra-chatty type.
While I was filling out the warranty card and waiting to make payment, the salesman kept referring to my guy friend as my "husband". I wanted to correct him straight away but was too busy writing out the warranty card. In addition, I found it quite funny.
Sigh... I wonder if it was a mistake.
Because neither my friend nor myself corrected the salesman, he continued to try to promote other items (e.g. massage chair, etc) to my husband. I think he called my friend "my husband" a total of no less than 5 times. I cringed every time but it was too late to correct him.
And I kept wondering what my friend was thinking...
Was he waiting for me to correct the salesman? Did he think it was funny? It's so typical of Singaporeans to make such an assumption. Only married couples would go shopping for electronics? Singles don't need electronics one meh?
Anyway, many thanks to my "husband". Not only was the shopping experience a highly entertaining one due to the misunderstanding, he provided the muscle power to help me carry all the bulky items I ended up buying. Now, with friends like him around, why do I need a real husband? *grin*
Will be meeting GT and WS later today - can't wait! Hope I remember to take photos.
I love my timetable today. The rest of the week has been hectic and lessons non-stop. But also because of the full timetable for the past 4 days, I only have 2 teaching periods today.
Otherwise where got time to blog so early in the morning?
Just like to share a funny incident that happened last Sunday.
Was out in town with a guy friend and we ended up at Best Denki after dinner. I needed to shop for more electronics for my brother's move to Sweden.
Spent some time shopping for vacuum cleaner, humidifier, and last but not least, a water purifying device for the tap. We ended up at Osim to buy the water purifying device and the (cute) salesman was the ultra-chatty type.
While I was filling out the warranty card and waiting to make payment, the salesman kept referring to my guy friend as my "husband". I wanted to correct him straight away but was too busy writing out the warranty card. In addition, I found it quite funny.
Sigh... I wonder if it was a mistake.
Because neither my friend nor myself corrected the salesman, he continued to try to promote other items (e.g. massage chair, etc) to my husband. I think he called my friend "my husband" a total of no less than 5 times. I cringed every time but it was too late to correct him.
And I kept wondering what my friend was thinking...
Was he waiting for me to correct the salesman? Did he think it was funny? It's so typical of Singaporeans to make such an assumption. Only married couples would go shopping for electronics? Singles don't need electronics one meh?
Anyway, many thanks to my "husband". Not only was the shopping experience a highly entertaining one due to the misunderstanding, he provided the muscle power to help me carry all the bulky items I ended up buying. Now, with friends like him around, why do I need a real husband? *grin*
Thursday, June 26, 2008
No more income soon
Last paycheck coming in 2 weeks later.
Just made arrangements for an acquaintance to take over my tuition assignment. Then realised, darn!, there'd be no more tuition income either!
Wah! Really have to survive from next month purely on my savings. *shudder*
Must remember to stop all unnecessary expenditure asap!
Just made arrangements for an acquaintance to take over my tuition assignment. Then realised, darn!, there'd be no more tuition income either!
Wah! Really have to survive from next month purely on my savings. *shudder*
Must remember to stop all unnecessary expenditure asap!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Small lodgings
Monday, June 23, 2008
Chasing cockroaches
Chased after yet another cockroach in the kitchen just now.
First time I missed hitting the b*******. All the huge boxes of electronic goods and grocery items my brother bought for his Sweden trip got in my way. I hope my brother won't bring along some Singapore "xiao qiang" to his new home in Annebo, Sweden.
His place is so nice!










I can't wait to visit him. We'd only be 1 300 km apart, thanks to Google Maps' Distance Measurement tool.
But he's quite far from Stockholm. Not sure if there's actually anything in Annebo, Sweden. CityGuide Europe indicates that the nearest city to Annebo would be Karlskoga, and that it's the place for outdoor experiences all around the year. There are woods to pick mushrooms and berries, mountains to go hiking, and canoeing to see the best of Karlskogas surroundings. Apparently, there are no less than 3 000 lakes and watercourses there. I might even catch a glimpse of both the elk and the beaver. Cool! (Really must learn to swim first!)
First time I missed hitting the b*******. All the huge boxes of electronic goods and grocery items my brother bought for his Sweden trip got in my way. I hope my brother won't bring along some Singapore "xiao qiang" to his new home in Annebo, Sweden.
His place is so nice!










I can't wait to visit him. We'd only be 1 300 km apart, thanks to Google Maps' Distance Measurement tool.
But he's quite far from Stockholm. Not sure if there's actually anything in Annebo, Sweden. CityGuide Europe indicates that the nearest city to Annebo would be Karlskoga, and that it's the place for outdoor experiences all around the year. There are woods to pick mushrooms and berries, mountains to go hiking, and canoeing to see the best of Karlskogas surroundings. Apparently, there are no less than 3 000 lakes and watercourses there. I might even catch a glimpse of both the elk and the beaver. Cool! (Really must learn to swim first!)
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
First Class All the Way
I love this new show on AXN. (yes, yes, I still try to make time to watch TV despite all the things I have to do...)Champagne wishes and caviar dreams are reality for Sara Duffy, an eccentric go-getter with a meticulous attitude who runs a luxury travel concierge business.
Billionaires, socialites and entertainment moguls turn to Sara and her team of travel experts, dubbed "Sara's Angels," to scour the world in search of the best, one-of-a-kind experiences.
Outrageous demands are nothing out of the ordinary, as Sara and her team ensure that there is no mission too great, no corner of the world untouchable, and no experience too immense.
First Class All The Way takes viewers inside the world of high-end luxury travel while revealing the drama that goes behind keeping demanding clients content and making extravagant dream vacations come to life.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Advice to myself
"Jobs come and go,
Education is for life."
"No one will look out for your benefits,
You have to look out for yourself."
Education is for life."
"No one will look out for your benefits,
You have to look out for yourself."
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Mount Kinabalu
Have been running errands like mad the last 2 days. So didn't have time to blog about my Kinabalu trip...
Seeing that my trip-kakis have blogged about their experiences, I guess I better sit down and pen a few words before I crash for the night.
Let's see...
Came back from Japan with the weekend to unpack and rest, etc. Took the entire night before flying off to Kota Kinabalu (henceforth shall be known as KK) to pack my stuff into my backpack. Wasn't entirely sure how much stuff I have to lug with me while hiking, etc, so tried to minimise my packing. No make-up (despite getting used to it in Japan), minimal clothes (one set per 2 days, and 2 sets of night clothes), minimal money (RM201.30 - watever I found while spring-cleaning)...
Turns out my kiam packing was for both good and bad.
Let's talk about the bad first...
I ran out of clothes to wear. Yup. Had nothing nice to wear when we went out for the night activities coz most everything else was dirty after the hike up Mount KK. Thank goodness I'm not that vain a person.
I ran out of money. But thank goodness, had enough cash with me to change to RM for my shopping on the last 2 days.
Didn't pack a smaller daypack. Thot a waistpouch will be enough for the hike up Mount KK. Man, was it cold up there! 7 freaking deg C! Still can't believe there's a place in MALAYSIA that's 7 freaking deg Celsius. Thank goodness I love the cold. My Nike track pants was enough to keep my legs warm. Used my towel as an impromptu-beanie for my head. As I trekked up the mountain, wore a tanktop for first 4 km, then a t-shirt when it got much colder in the top part. When it started raining, told myself to bear with it and did not put on my long sleeve t and track pants. Good decision. Coz dry clothes are the key to keeping warm!
Didn't get to throw away any of the clothes that I had brought over to throw away coz everything turned out so useful...
The good...
Amazed that I can really survive with the little clothes and stuff that I brought. Reinforce the fact that all other stuff is just... stuff.
Okies. It's really getting late... Let me come to the key points of the trip then.
(1) I did not make it to the summit. Kudos to NT, JT, AC, AT, ZP and SLoh for making it to the summit!
(2) I have come to recognise and acknowledge my limits. Esp my physical limits. I wanted to go to the summit. Very much. But I knew I will be pushing my physical self to the max. I already struggled to make it all the way to Laban Rata, the 6 km mark. For me to trek 3 km in the cold and dark, to get to the summit, will prob drain me of everything Sharon has to offer. And I'd end up becoming a burden to the group. In the end, yes, I made the right decision. By not going for the hike to the summit, I was able to enjoy the Via Ferrata much more and I started the hike down earlier with Pa. Hence, we were able to reach Timpohon Gate just after it got dark and I was even able to help support Pa when her knees started to give out on her. I even helped to carry her bag for her during the last km down!
(3) I need to learn how to swim. On our trip to Manukan Island, I really wanted to snorkel and see the corals and colourful fishes swimming all around. However, stepping just barely a metre into the water, I was gripped with this deep fear of slipping, falling into the water and drowning. So, I had to go rent a life jacket. However, I was still afraid and didn't swim very far out. I was hoping to be able to grab hold of one of my friends when they swam out to see the corals but they went off without me. Hence, I missed seeing the corals. *sad*
(4) I'm sorry if I offended NT when me and ZP started critiquing him. We were only trying to bring some things to your notice. In fact, I would say I'm very worried about you, NT... Talk to you personally another time, k?
Seeing that my trip-kakis have blogged about their experiences, I guess I better sit down and pen a few words before I crash for the night.
Let's see...
Came back from Japan with the weekend to unpack and rest, etc. Took the entire night before flying off to Kota Kinabalu (henceforth shall be known as KK) to pack my stuff into my backpack. Wasn't entirely sure how much stuff I have to lug with me while hiking, etc, so tried to minimise my packing. No make-up (despite getting used to it in Japan), minimal clothes (one set per 2 days, and 2 sets of night clothes), minimal money (RM201.30 - watever I found while spring-cleaning)...
Turns out my kiam packing was for both good and bad.
Let's talk about the bad first...
I ran out of clothes to wear. Yup. Had nothing nice to wear when we went out for the night activities coz most everything else was dirty after the hike up Mount KK. Thank goodness I'm not that vain a person.
I ran out of money. But thank goodness, had enough cash with me to change to RM for my shopping on the last 2 days.
Didn't pack a smaller daypack. Thot a waistpouch will be enough for the hike up Mount KK. Man, was it cold up there! 7 freaking deg C! Still can't believe there's a place in MALAYSIA that's 7 freaking deg Celsius. Thank goodness I love the cold. My Nike track pants was enough to keep my legs warm. Used my towel as an impromptu-beanie for my head. As I trekked up the mountain, wore a tanktop for first 4 km, then a t-shirt when it got much colder in the top part. When it started raining, told myself to bear with it and did not put on my long sleeve t and track pants. Good decision. Coz dry clothes are the key to keeping warm!
Didn't get to throw away any of the clothes that I had brought over to throw away coz everything turned out so useful...
The good...
Amazed that I can really survive with the little clothes and stuff that I brought. Reinforce the fact that all other stuff is just... stuff.
Okies. It's really getting late... Let me come to the key points of the trip then.
(1) I did not make it to the summit. Kudos to NT, JT, AC, AT, ZP and SLoh for making it to the summit!
(2) I have come to recognise and acknowledge my limits. Esp my physical limits. I wanted to go to the summit. Very much. But I knew I will be pushing my physical self to the max. I already struggled to make it all the way to Laban Rata, the 6 km mark. For me to trek 3 km in the cold and dark, to get to the summit, will prob drain me of everything Sharon has to offer. And I'd end up becoming a burden to the group. In the end, yes, I made the right decision. By not going for the hike to the summit, I was able to enjoy the Via Ferrata much more and I started the hike down earlier with Pa. Hence, we were able to reach Timpohon Gate just after it got dark and I was even able to help support Pa when her knees started to give out on her. I even helped to carry her bag for her during the last km down!
(3) I need to learn how to swim. On our trip to Manukan Island, I really wanted to snorkel and see the corals and colourful fishes swimming all around. However, stepping just barely a metre into the water, I was gripped with this deep fear of slipping, falling into the water and drowning. So, I had to go rent a life jacket. However, I was still afraid and didn't swim very far out. I was hoping to be able to grab hold of one of my friends when they swam out to see the corals but they went off without me. Hence, I missed seeing the corals. *sad*
(4) I'm sorry if I offended NT when me and ZP started critiquing him. We were only trying to bring some things to your notice. In fact, I would say I'm very worried about you, NT... Talk to you personally another time, k?
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Kyushu, Japan 2008 photos
Yup. Just back from my Science Learning Journey to Kyushu, Japan.
Gonna fly off to conquer Kota Kinabalu in a couple of hours. Haven't packed yet... So, I better get started... *grin*
Hope I survive. Fitness very bad. I think I'm like the most unfit among the whole group... *bleah*
Anyway, photos of Japan as below. Enjoy! I know I did...
Gonna fly off to conquer Kota Kinabalu in a couple of hours. Haven't packed yet... So, I better get started... *grin*
Hope I survive. Fitness very bad. I think I'm like the most unfit among the whole group... *bleah*
Anyway, photos of Japan as below. Enjoy! I know I did...
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