Books I have completed reading since January 2018:
1. No Man's Nightingale - Ruth Rendell
2. One Day - David Nicholls
3. The Door - Margaret Atwood
Friends and Enemies
Akatsuki: Nightmares & Dreamscapes
-beats in my head-
Chika-Chin's Anime Mania!
empty white space
In My World
My Blah blah Bulogu
My Little World
Sdovelly~ c'est la vie
Serene's Silent Secrets
Shuffle and Repear
Tolanic's Travel Blog
I want it la~
Saturday, January 7, 2012
On 11 December 2011 ...
Today's pre-Christmas theme is something long.
I sighed. I was indecisive. Many questions were running in my mind. I have given a facial mask yesterday. What would he think of the gifts? Weird? Fear of receiving today's gift? Or ... plain silly?
I consulted my cabin mate for some advise. I have actually bought an item for today's theme, but I thought of switching to something else ... to something more normal. After a long consultation session, she assured me that the gift idea is normal. She in fact encouraged me to proceed with the item. With the assurance, my confidence returned. So I typed:
Something long will find you!
and dropped the message into the mailbox in the afternoon.
I looked at the comb longingly as I wanted to keep it for myself since I like the buttercups print on it. I battled with myself for a moment to not change my mind - again, and quickly wrap it with recycled papers from the printing room.
I then approached a mutual friend to help me pass the gift after dinner. I was still battling with myself, but it was a battle of not laughing out loud in front of the PYs!
Spinoff: renaye did it ... AGAIN! It seems renaye never learn the lesson to be a normal person. After yesterday, I felt regret kinda lingered in me ... Maybe I should not have given the mask? What the hell was I thinking in the first place?!
That explained why I asked my cabin mate for a second opinion, because I really thought of changing from comb to Oreo biscuits since the receiver seems to be always asking me for food. But somehow I was glad that my cabin mate was supportive of my idea in giving the comb. Personally, I love buying gifts for people, but I don't work well with themes, because I felt trapped with choices. Therefore, I had a hard time in deciding the items especially when the gender is unknown. Each item I decide must be useful for all genders.
The idea of giving comb came during my homestay in Vietnam. I remember sitting akimbo on the bed, thinking very loudly what to buy, for while my eyes were surveying my new environment to catch some idea, I saw a toothbrush in a box in front of me. I suddenly exploded "OMG I know what to buy!" to my homestay buddy who was sitting beside me. She cast about a curious look and I said "Toothbrush will suit the theme!". Haha. The first reply she bombed me was "WHAT?!" and a seriatim of justification that it is a bad idea, or rather an explanation why I'm crazy. At that moment, I was adamant in buying toothbrush until it strike me that I don't know the preferable brush size. Then I moved on to toothpaste ... (in the background my homestay buddy continued calling me insane) but it is still not a good idea since it will add weight to the luggage. Moreover, there is a chance the receiver will discard it if she/he dislike the taste. Headache came again ... and then BINGO. I will settle for a comb, a long long comb. (and yes, she was still barking how crazy I were, HAHA).
The comb I envisioned was plain - no print whatsoever to suit all genders. However, it's on the contrary when I visited the local supermarket. The combs I found were all so adorable! And there were no combs for guys! Only for girls! Another round for headache. I stood in front of the comb column and took for ever to choose one that is the closest to 'genderless' and suits my preference. So in the end, I settled for a brown buttercup comb. My homestay buddy was speechless when she saw me paying for the comb, and asked me for the last time if I were sure of it. I simply grinned and replied "Yea?".
So.. it's actually a surprise to see myself flickering between the comb and oreo, for I always make decision after taking into account all factors. I guess I was feeling guilty of giving the facial mask. But if I were to switch to oreo, I would seriously feel I am undermining myself; I would be untrue to myself; I might even somewhat feel regret... But somehow I wanted that comb for myself too! Tsk tsk .. renaye already has 3 combs ...
I was really glad when my cabin mate supported my comb idea. In fact, she said why stop being funny? (Since I was brave in giving something funny in the first place).
Yea... so why should I stop being myself? (after considering the comb is harmless... In fact, it might be a good thing to spoil myself with thunderous laughter).
The fourth present is up to us decide because it is the final gift! Hmm.. check out the next post for my final gift!
Friday, January 6, 2012
On 10 December 2011...
Today's pre-Christmas theme is something soft.
I looked into my food storage box, and my eyes met with a box of chocolate cakes. Its red glossy wrapper stared back at me. I sighed. The cake is supposed to be given as today's gift, but I have to improvise my plan now, for the receiver's mailbox is too small for the cake, and the words "Buatan Malaysia" (Products made in Malaysia) will give away my identity.
I craned my neck over the messy coffee table to look for the next best alternative item. What else do I possess that is soft? I wade through my stuff: papers, food, stickers, paper cup, locks, and more food. The dark blue bundle at the corner of my table caught my eye and my fingers ran through the packet, and a smile grew on my face ...
In the afternoon ...
After my presentation on stage (refer to Kicking A**), I rushed to the computer room to type a message to accompany the gift. I typed:
Check out under your room door.
I grabbed a few pieces of recycled paper as wrapper. I was about to leave ... but I froze on the spot realising he may have never seen such item. So my eyes averted back to the laptop and I typed:
1. Please ask for instructions during Christmas party.
I then ran to my room for the clock in my mobile phone indicated the club activity is going to end soon. I quickly wrapped and labeled the gift and slid it under the door before running back to the presentation venue. I breathed in relief to found the activity has not ended and no one was aware of my disappearance.
As everyone - so was the receiver - was glued to the presentation, I took that opportunity to drop the message in the receiver's mailbox...
Spinoff: Yes. I. Did. It. I used my sponsor's facial mask as the gift for that theme. And. Yes. The receiver is a GUY.
Why a mask? It's because it was the only thing that I have in my room that is soft and warrant he won't be able identify his giver. It never come across to my mind what would his reaction be since I was so occupied with my own concern that I don't have a gift! Besides, I thought the gift would be very funny and memorable for him. See how thoughtful I were!
I told one of my cabin mates about this story, and we both ended up laughing and rolling on the floor. We dare not imagine how he'd reacted especially reading the instructions. I actually wanted to type out the instructions, but I'm never good in instructing (I had been deleting and retyping sentences on the laptop). I simply fear my instructions would confuse him instead. And... the waves were really rough. I was already developing prodromal symptoms of seasickness since I had been looking at the screen for a substantial amount of minutes. The lesson I learned on board is to never read and write when the sea is rough!
Seriously, I was burning with curiosity. I was dying to ask when I saw him the next day, but I had to refrain. I have to save it for the Christmas Party on the 12th of December. Ugh. How much I hated to torture myself! Who ask renaye to be funny and cheeky in the first place?! Served her right!
By the way, tembak means shoot in Malay. We use this word when we are telling others that we are trying our luck in choosing something or answering objective questions without considering much of the outcome.
Anyways, here is a picture of the mask I gave away. Maybe I should share this story with my sponsor too, for she was a participant of this program too. =)
Don't forget to check out what item I gave on the next day!
Just for u~
Thursday, January 5, 2012
On 9 December 2011 ...
Ah... I thought to myself ... luckily I bought extra Malaysian pins when I was back in Malaysia on 28 November 2011, as they come in handy now since I have to prepare a pre-Christmas gift that suits today's theme: Something small. The blue Malaysian pin with KL tower in the background is really small... to fit in the receiver's mailbox...
I found a small plastic on my coffee table for the pin and hastily insert it in. I then tore a small piece of paper and was about to ink it, but my hand paused. I have written to the receiver before ... and writing with left hand is not a great idea for I worry the message will look like some kind of Halloween title instead. The only solution is to print the message to accompany the gift.
What message should I write? I kneeled in front of the computer and played with the keyboards... Suddenly ... an idea thundered! I shall play with punctuation marks! Thus I typed
Something small ...
with the pin clipped on the message.
I looked around and relieved for there were no one in the walkway. I walked up to his mailbox and placed the gift inside it at 11.40pm-ish, hoping he will not guess who the giver is ...
Spinoff: The first thought I had is ... AIYA .. why la didn't I get a girl to be my Christmas buddy. It would be so much easier for me to choose a gift! Don't you agree?!
However, the truth is I already knew it would be a guy ... in fact I even knew who it were!!! But as usual, I ignore the premonition... and continue wishing it would be a girl!
There was a voluntary Christmas gift exchange with themes that lasted for four days. I signed up just for the fun of it. I don't remember when I got the premonition, but most likely it would be during one of my reveries. When I found out it was a guy who know me ... I had a headache in preparing the gifts since my items will give out my identity! So do you wanna know what I have given him the next day? Check out the tembak! post then!
Thursday. 1.5.12 8:02 am
On 10 December 2011 ...
I actually don't know what possessed me to volunteer to present the Cambodian martial arts to the PYs. Maybe I could not escape from the word "FREE GIFT" when I was told that I would be getting some souvenirs from Cambodia should I say yes. Oh well... old habit die hard, I guess. So I said yes. But the truth is not because of the free gift, it's to try out new things and not wanting to regret for letting go any limelight moment (just kidding)! And I was told my partner will be my YL.
BWAHAHA. I will be kicking my YL's a**. I like that. (evil laugh)
I practised a lot of times so our stances look real as I was sooo concerned that my physical limitations will ruin the performance. Also, I have lost touch with my martial art skills, thus, more concern wrinkles on my face.
When YL and I appeared on stage, my contingent members who were sitting on the floor were shouting in Malay "Hey ... don't forget to be gentle when you hit YL'" and "Yay! AYL is in action with YL". I wanted to bare my teeth at them but I can't since any martial art sessions require serious look from participants. =(
So anyways, we did two actions. One is where I reflect YL's hit and the other is YL reflecting my hit. It was an interesting performance, though I'm having difficulty in sitting on my leg position. And ... I dislike my expression in this photo. It makes me look like Garfield! ARGHHH!
Spinoff: I chose to join the Cambodian martial arts as my cultural activity. I still remember how the person-in-charge of this activity tried to convince me to volunteer to do a presentation. I knew of his intention when he approached me, so I kept avoiding him. It ended up in a hide and seek game. Not literally or verbally but physically! I ran around the deck before hiding behind a huge pillar and popping my head left and right as he tried to talk to me. I guess I had fun bullying him. BWAHAHA. (evil laugh). You know he almost gave up on me! I know I'm very EVIL and NAUGHTY!
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
My friend has the craziest idea: To marry our cats (when we have one) together so we can be in-laws! So we can always keep in touch with each other and never forget one another!
Fantastic idea right?
It's a squid! It's a ika! It's AYL!
Monday, January 2, 2012
On 6 November 2011 ...
Ever since my collegemate wore a jester hat to class, I developed an interest for having such interesting headpiece too.
This dream finally came true after 6 years of waiting ... in the form of a squid headpiece! My host mum in Hakodate runs a merchandise business that sells Hakodate's mascot: Ika (squid in Japanese). Actually I shamelessly asked for it, and it's the most expensive merchandise in her shop. BWAHAHAH.
Today, all PYs had a ship tour according to SG. We were all thrilled to visit the bridge (room from which the ship is commanded). However, our turn was only at 4.30 pm and we had plenty of time to kill! So we did a group photo on the deck!
I'm the easiest to be spotted because of my headpiece! I was actually kinda hesitant to wear it, but then I was thinking if I don't wear it today ... when would I have the chance to do it? So I wore it for the ship tour and attracted lots of attention.
The most awkward one happened in the afternoon like 3 pm-ish. All SGs were having their own gathering before the tour, and there was a SG grouping in front of the water cooler on level 3. As I was lazy to go back to my room for a glass of water, I headed to the water cooler, passing that SG group with my Ika headpiece. They were discussing something with a National Leader when I walked pass them. And the moment I passed by ... they stopped talking and all eyes were on me following me until I disappeared into the walkway where the water cooler is situated. After quenching my thirst, I walked pass them again and... again their eyes trailed after me.
I was like "What is wrong with you guys?!" You know ... if I were really in a crazy mode at that point of time, I would have done an Ika dance (a ceremonial dance from Hakodate) for them ... since they could not take their eyes off me. In fact, I was tempted by my thought! Maybe I should just do it!
The next day ...
It seemed my Ika headpiece made me kinda well-known on board for no one else wore such interesting piece. I wore it also to match my SG outfit and to show how proud I were to have my homestay in Hakodate!
Later, I was given an impression that my team member had an interesting way of introducing me to his SG mates. You see he was one of the PYs I was passing by yesterday ... and according to him, his SG mates were shocked to see someone with such headgear. That explained the silence ... hmm ... nod nod. And then after I completely disappeared from the walkway ... he proudly told the National Leader "That girl who was wearing the squid hat is the AYL of Malaysia."
Err.. my head tilted to one side and err ... laughed with staccato notes ...
Spinoff: As I expected... I created an interesting way to enable people to remember me! Go renaye go!
Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198 199 200 201 202 203 204 205 206 207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221
NuTang is the first web site to implement PPGY Technology. This page was generated in 0.032seconds.
|All content © Copyright 2003-2047 NuTang.com and respective members. Contact us at NuTang[AT]gmail.com.|