伊轩，不是依轩。

Opps... I have made an unforgivable mistake. I typed my daughter's name wrongly in my previous post!

He name is 伊轩, not 依轩. My bad.

HOWEVER, I shall blame it on my father and others who keep giving their superstitious and/ or constructive suggestions on Eva's name.

So, the mistake is being corrected here. Eva Wong Yishuen's Chinese name is

吴伊轩。

What's so important with it? I will love her the same even if her name is written in different ways. (trying to give excuse)

I Love You, MeiMei a.k.a ShuenShuen a.k.a Eva Wong.

Diary 3/11/2011

Have been working so hard lately. Students are facing their SPM in the coming two weeks. Many extensive tuition classes are being carried out at home. So, my schedule is very very full... really. Yet, I still need to pay my undivided attention to my beloved daughter, Eva Wong, at night after tuition. So, my timetable is like this-->

6.30-7.30a.m.: Wake up, get ready to go to school.

7.30a.m.-2.40p.m.: War at school starts.

2.40p.m.-3.00p.m.: Go home.

3.00-5.30p.m.: Bathe and eat, while stealing some time to blog or fb.

5.30-8.30p.m.: War in tuition room starts.

8.30p.m.-??.00p.m.: Precious time with Eva Wong.

Tonight, my mom has rewarded me with a bowl of bird nest.

This is not the first time I drink, yet the taste seems to be much nicer than last time.

Maybe, I think, the sweetness that is tasted after bitterness makes it sweeter than ever ^o^

Stop being an angry bird, please...

People get more and more angry nowadays.

They hate everything they hear, they see or even a question thrown at them.

They hate the world, I guess...

They want the world to leave them alone, but they will never leave the world alone themselves.

They are craving for juicy gossips and news, especially those whom or which they hate or dislike, and make malicious comments on them.

SADISTIC people, aren't they?

Feel so sad for those who become their preys.

Get a positive life. Seriously.

Life which is full of hatred is not beautiful.

That's none of my business,

but I hope everyone can be positive and leave their hatred behind to the past.

Let's give ourselves a healthy and peaceful world, mentally.

Stop hating.

*PEACE*

*do I sound like a peace ambassador? hehe...

依轩。生病记

我家的宝贝公主生病了。续上一次因为长牙而泻肚子，这次她因为喉咙发炎而发烧了。辛苦的妈妈因此而渡过了两个无眠的夜晚，还去拜访了两个医生。还好有外婆的帮忙，妈妈才撑得下去。太感激了！(T.T)

在妈妈和婆婆的熬夜努力下，她终于可以像之前一样调皮、捣蛋。妈妈也松了一口气。但是，还是在持续奋斗中，要将宝宝体内的病菌彻底消灭才可以一劳永逸。唉~心急但爱莫能助的爸爸只能在电话里干焦急，也是几辛苦一下的。（哈）

辛苦的是，我们的轩轩宝贝在生病时特别爱撒娇、一直要人哄，不然就露出一副被欺负了的可怜脸孔（如上图）。真的是败给她了。

希望我们家的轩轩早日康复，免得一家大小为他担心。

语毕。

Immature and Mature

The difference between immature and mature people:

'The Immatures' only care what they think and do not care what others think of them at all.

'The Matures' are careful in putting their thoughts into words.

How true is it?

Compare between young teenagers and those who are successful.

Shopping Vs Gaming

Shopping is never enough for women,

just like games for men.

That's why humans need self-control--

to avoid bankruptcy.

Life is cool when...

...you can find a reason to make yourself happy.

When my life is boring, I tell myself, 'how great! nothing troublesome is happening around me.'

When my life is busy, I remind myself, 'be patient. Don't you hear the money is checking into your account?'

When I miss my husband, I say to myself again, 'absence makes the heart grow fonder.'

When my baby is torturing me and refuses to sleep at 1a.m., I comfort myself, 'she just wants my companion. See how cute she is.'

Never know I am an optimistic person until now. I hope I can continue to be this optimistic.

At least, if I happen to be depressed or upset, I can read back what I have written and cheer myself up again.

*why do I sound so sad anyway?

He works so hard. He Is My Man (>.<) ~* Episode 3

(Please kindly proceed to Episode 1 and 2 before you start reading this post. Thank you for your cooperation.)

So now, Superman is in Sarawak, far far away from his family. And, I know that it is time for me to do something for him. I am going to apply to be transferred there too.

Although we may fight very often due to the tiny little things happened in life,
Although I may feel like killing him sometimes,
Although life may not be easy for us,


I know, it is time for us to build our own home sweet home, just the three of us, live together with the support of one another, to overcome the obstacles in life, to share the tears and laughters...
I can imagine the happiness when we live together, being the parents to our beloved Eva and sharing house chores. Even though house work is not my favourite, I will try my hard to be a responsible housewife. To realise my words, I am now learning baking and cooking. And, to make it easy, I think I should train my princess to manage her life by herself: iron her own clothes, wash her own plates, clean her own bedroom, etc. and I can just goyang kaki...(oppss... that is just my imagination, heh!)

And Superman, I know he will do his best to provide us with the most comfortable life, just like what he has promised. He has thought of the worst scenario, which is to rent himself to some rich but lonely widows or mistress... Ehhem... just joking...

In conclusion, I hope Mr. Superman a.k.a Bodyguard will read this and know that I really appreciate his efforts and hard work all this while. I'm not a heartless wife, although sometimes I may be a little bit too mean to you (just a little bit, I swear.)

The purpose I'm writing these three posts to you is because, I have not been celebrating your birthdays with you since the year we dated. I'm really sorry (but sometimes it was not my fault ya). Here is my advanced birthday present to you. Hope you will get to read it and spice up (a little bit) your lonely and busy life in Sarawak. Hope to meet you soon. Happy birthday in advance. Love ya~

-THE END-

He works so hard. He Is My Man (>.<) ~* Episode 2

(Please kindly proceed to Episode 1 before you start reading this post. Thank you for your cooperation.)

Superman is a loving father. He has been longing for a home and babies (according to what he has told me all this while)

(Erm...ok, this picture is just for display purpose. No any violent element in it.)

He tried his very best to come home as often as he could. He gave up his hobbies for the baby. One of them is his basketball. He is a hardcore NBA fans who cannot miss any basketball programmes on Astro. He used to go for basketball practice with his friends during weekends. But, in order to come home to meet us, he missed much of it.

The most frequent sentence that I heard from him when we were chatting on phone was, "I miss my baby so much.", which sometimes made me sad. When he was home and Eva could not recognize him, I could almost hear something breaking in his heart.

To make sure that three of us can stay together, he has worked so hard and used all the methods he could. He likes to hum the song "I don't wanna miss a thing". From here, you know how desperate he is to be staying together with his beloved princess.
But, life does not go his way. After a few months becoming an Orang Utan, He received an offer to go for training and then... he was to be transferred to Kuching, Sarawak!!

(To be continued...)

He works so hard. He Is My Man (>.<) ~* Episode 1

This is a story-telling session. Please be patient while reading.

Warning: No entry to diabetic patients and sadistic people.

2009 is the most dramatic year in my life because I met the superhero--A man who claimed himself as... SUPERMAN.
No, he is not an egoistic or SS (syiok sendiri) person. He is called Superman as his Chinese name is pronounced that way (more or less). When we were a couple, we were 400KM away from each other. So, I traveled to KL from JB every weekend to meet him and sometimes he came to JB. We went for movies, meals and did all the stuffs a couple normally did. (Duh?! What else? hehe)

A few weeks after we coupled, he actually said he wanted to marry me (WHAT!!) Ya, that's how I felt when he threw that sentence at me. But, after a few months, I really married him. God knows what I had been thinking. Maybe just like what they have always said, 'When you meet that person, you will know that he is the one.' It's a little bit cliche, I know...

So...
we got married.

This is how things started. A few months after the wedding dinner, our princess, Eva Wong YiShuen joined the family.


We are hoping to give the best to our princess. One of the most basic thing is , a complete family. However, right after Eva's arrival, Superman was posted to Bukit Ibam, the deserted area of Pahang. So, we were further apart, like 800KM. Ghost! It took him almost 13hours every time driving back to see us.

(To be continued...)

I'm Happy When You Are Happy

Marriage is like investing your future life on another person.

When your partner is happy, you life is full of sunshine

When he is not, you crack your head just to make him happy.

You have to invest your time, money and heart.

That's what I'm doing...

Investment <3

Can you please remember me?

Have you experienced the nervousness while sending Facebook friend request to a person that you know and waiting for his or her response? I have. MANY TIMES.

To be honest, I also had rejected many people's friend requests. But, this is because I cannot recall who they are at all. I don't add strangers. Therefore, I always think others think the same way as I do. And, it is pretty sad when I saw my friend requests was in 'pending' mode, as this means that the particular person that I claim I know takes me as a stranger. What about the memory that we had shared? (Apparently it is not meaningful enough for them to retain in their Long Term Memory System)

So sad...

So sad...

So sad...

Haiz... (Emo-ing...)

My friend used to advise me not to regret on anything that I have done. But, I spent half of my life feeling uneasy with the things I have done. And, today, I did it again.

I felt regretful for adding those people. Although I really do know them. I just cannot help feeling upset if they do not remember who I am anymore. A friend that I used to share laughter with or even just a smile. At least, I remember you. I know the world does not revolve around me.
But...

Do you remember me?

Can you please remember me?

(Emo-ing Again)

It's Raining Again.

It has been raining for a few days...

Everytime when we think it is going to stop,

it falls again.

I so love the peaceful ambiance,

yet,

if it does not stop,

when am I going to dry my clothes?

when am I going to go shopping?

when am I going to get out of me bed?

The Heartless Wife

Oh My God... I have forgotten the date I started coupling with my dear husband. I can hardly remember the day we had our R.O.M as well... OMGx1000...

Should my husband feel happy about that?

So that he does not need to crack his head preparing for the anniversary celebration.

Or should he feel disappointed,

as his wife does not remember such important dates in their life?

*sigh* I am always taught to think positively.

So...

Mr.Wong,

Chillax. Think of the amount of money you can save, not how heartless I am for forgetting.

Miss you a lot and hope to see you soon.

xoxo,

Your dearest wife.

It is the N-th Times!

A minute ago, we were taking picture, and her face was like this...

Her face was this 'gloomy' since I brought her back from the babysitter. I was wondering why she was having such a bad mood.

Then, it happened! "Pwoottt..." Was it a fart or...something else?

Some yellowish liquid flows down my favourite pants.

OMG!!!! AGAIN! Why? Why always on this pants and not the others?

C'mon, Eva baby... (T.T)

After the cleaning session, she became like this...

Something meaningful to share with all the married couples.

女人嫁给男人，嫁的那刻，是下了决心好好过日子的。
她的选择会让她 有得到 也有失落的，她可能因此而永远错过了更好更爱她的人，
而如果她做出这样的贡献后，男人还不珍惜她，
把她当老妈子使唤，那女人就真变成老妈子了..

所以，要想让老婆永远是天使，就要先把她当天使来对待，
即使她的长相和脾气不像天使，但你真把她当了天使，
她就会给自己天使的性情，慢慢变成天使..

没有天生的巫婆，只有后天的黄脸婆..
一个对女人不尊重的男人，一个不懂得女人的男人，他看不见天使，只能遇到巫婆..

forwarded from: http://www.12sharing.com/note/?p=2946

Words fail me.

I am tired.

Words fail me.

I keep writing and erasing.

I don't know how to make you understand.

Baby Eva is Eight Month Old!

My beloved baby is eight months old!
Yet, she has just recovered from flu and fever.
The picture on the left was taken when we brought her to visit the doctor.

She can now speed in a walker.
She chooses whom she wants to smile at and to play with.

she bites and licks everything
that she can reach.
Her favourite 'dish' is
handkerchief.

She can sit steadily on the baby chair,
but not on the couch as nothing is there
for her to hold.

新时代人妻

要当人妻，真的是很难。要成为一个成功的新时代人妻，更加是难上加难。

当女儿真幸福。
我生病：“都叫你不要乱吃东西，自己不会顾自己。”
女儿生病：“都叫你冷气别开这么大，看！现在害到女儿也生病了。”
我咳两声：“你到底有没有吃药？早早叫你去看医生你不要。”
女儿咳：“都叫你不要开冷气咯。有没有给她吃药？”

当我从一个女儿的身份升格成为一个妻子/妈妈时，就注定得和‘娇宠’两个字说再见了。如今，晋升为人妻的我有了以下的领悟：

人妻，
1，不能和时代脱节：打扮要入时，在家不可以穿睡衣走来走去，老公会没胃口。
2，懂得投其所好：老公说难看的衣服，最好一把火烧了，别让它出现在衣橱里。
3，得持家有道:跟老公去逛街，别因为他问你要买什么，就以为真的想买什么就买（就算是自掏腰包）。不然，以后再出去，他就再也不会说那句话了。（自己偷偷买就可以）
4，不能小家子气，要大器：当老公称赞哪个女人，要附和。当他认识新的女性朋友，要表示高兴。
5，要孝顺公婆：就算老公记不起他爸妈的生日，媳妇不可以忘记。这是大忌。
6，就算不能‘入得厨房’，也得‘出得厅堂’：永远不能让自己有任何‘人老珠黄’，‘黄脸婆’的倾向。无论是，脸蛋，说话，仪态或是习惯，都得维持时尚的感觉。

事先说明，以上纯供娱乐作用，如有雷同，纯属巧合。

新时代人妻，
不是要三从四德、百依百顺，而是要
懂得尊重，懂得欣赏，懂得体谅，懂得迁就。
也要
学会适可而止，学会保护自己，学会捍卫权益，学会自我增值。

Facebook Fasting Month

I have always been the one who cannot resist the temptation and have no self-control over addictive stuffs, like Facebook, branded bags etc...

During my trip to Paris, I suddenly 'felt' that I LOVE branded bags and bought a few. So, when I'm back to Malaysia, I bought the last one (in this year, hopefully) and decided to stop buying.

And now, it's Facebook. My friend once told me, 'I don't need to ask about you because I can catch up with your life easily via Facebook.' Yesterday, after a call with my husband, I found myself clinging on to Facebook since I step into the marriage phase. Or to be more accurate, I have no L.I.F.E.

I have become one of those who have nothing else to do than just 'reporting' their daily lives on the Facebook wall. My husband said, 'smart' people won't reveal too much personal information on social networking sites and save no privacy to themselves. Of course, this is just a joke from him. However, it makes me realize that I have overexposed myself on Facebook, including my baby. Besides, it has become the breeding grounds for rumors and gossips, just like 'online pasar pagi'. So, to prevent myself from turning into a big KEPO, I have made a decision:

to stay away from Facebook for a month and GET A LIFE.

Now, I will transfer my addiction from Facebooking to Blogging. At least, blogging improves my writing skills. I can write about anything and everything, not just about myself. And, I do not have any chance to peek at people's latest updates and make up stories from there.

Good luck to me!

Baby In The House

See how my baby changed her facial expressions within 5 mins *amazed*:

How interesting! It's fun to have a baby home. I hope she can read this post one day when she's grown up.\(^-^)/

Oral Test

I'm here not to talk bad about my students. I'm amazed ( and amused ) by their bravery for trying to speak although they are not competent in English. And, I would like to dedicate this post to all teachers and teachers-to-be. Being teachers are not that easy... ^^

This is what happened between a F5 student and me during the oral test. He was called to the staffroom for the oral test:

Me: What is your name?
A : Erm... name tu nama ke, teacher?
Me: Ya.
A : A...h...m...a...d... (spelling alphabet by alphabet)
Me: Saya tak suruh eja, hanya bagitau je nama.
A : Oh, ok... My name is Ahmad... (quite fluent)
Me: Where are you studying?
A : study ar? .... (after a long pause) Home.
Me: Hang belajar kat rumah? Jadi, mai ke sekolah buat apa?
A : Oh... sorry sorry... SMK Dato Ali Ahmad.
Me: How do you come to school?
A : How tu apa teacher?
Me: Bagaimana.
A : Oh... (confidently) Happy.
Me: Huh? Hang datang ke sekolah dengan kenderaan 'happy'?
A : Oh... haha.... motorcycle.
Me: What is your hobby?
A : Fishing.. (bingo! finally got one correct)
Me: Good. Then, when do you go fishing?
A : When tu apa?
Me: Bila.
A : Today.

The two teachers in the staffroom laughed out loud. Me? Pengsan terus.

Hello, world! I'm back!

Ok, I have started a new blog after a long time abandoning the old one. There were so many things I would like to share with my friends and so many thoughts appeared in my mind. Yet, my busy family and school lives caused me to discontinue my blogging habit. Oh, okay, it sounds like an excuse. Never mind.After all, I am back.

Ok, sorry because I am going to start with something heavy here. You would wonder what is the thing that gives me such a strong inspiration to start blogging again. Well, it's the HOT issue discussed by all the people out there.

Maybe some of you would not agree with me here, and being a 'coward' and 'skema' person as I have always been called, I seriously think the COLOUR ISSUE should not have been ended up this way.

I almost laughed out loud while reading some friends 'angry and emotional status' regarding the issue. Let me make myself clear here. I do not support or stand on anyone's side. Here are just my very personal opinions.

1) I do think that every country should be liberal enough to allow people to voice out their dissatisfaction. Using chemical weapons against the innocence can just give us a bad name. Salute those who can stand the gas and strong current of water. *ouch*

* Comment (2) has been deleted due to the anger of the readers who think that police force should not have been acting violently against the people. *Told u I'm a coward* After deep consideration, I think some of them who deliberately treated the people brutally SHOULD be blamed, yet those who didn't should not suffer the scoldings. One is not all.

3) Can you deny that the OPPOSING PARTY has somehow manipulated people's sense of justice in helping them to get what they want? Give an example, a little 16-year-old girl's death due to her admittance to the general hospital being refused by the hospital authority. The reason is because they are not able to pay deposit beforehand. What has it to do with the government? Try send her to any private hospital, they will reject her admittance for the same reason. So, I feel very sad for those who are easily manipulated by the politicians. After being educated for so many years, they still haven't got their brains developed. Sorry for being rude... but this is what I think. We should not let people to put words into our mouths. People who always make mistakes does not mean they do nothing right.

5) The last one, for those who are getting paid by the government every month, if you think the government treats you so badly, why bother to stay with them, PLEASE LEAVE. Don't tell me you don't have a choice. You DO. Sometimes, LOVE means you accept the good and bad. I love my husband, I will not kill him just because he has committed some mistakes. I will tell him and give him a chance to make it up instead. If you love your country, do something more constructive than just swearing and yelling on Facebook wall everyday. We do what we can do and hope for the best. But, be grateful to what we have now compared to other countries who have suffered the worst.

6)Being brave to speak does not mean you are right. And, does not take aggressiveness as righteousness. Being quiet does not mean I am a coward. I just choose to appreciate what I have now and hope you feel the same.

All in all, I do salute those who dare to stand out for the liberty of the country. But, beware of what you are doing so that you won't be blindly led by those who have bad intentions behind that. Anyway, I think there are so many people in this world: there must be some who are angry and always speak out for themselves or even others; or others (like me) who always think on the bright side and will stay peace and easy as long as people do not take too much advantage of us. (sikit-sikit boleh la)

AGAIN, I restate that I strongly agree with people who stand out for the betterment of our country, but I just do not hope this good intention be distorted and become the weapon of the Opposing party... That's all.
Any comments are welcome. Who knows I may edit my blog again? ^^

Yang baik dari Tuhan, yang kurang baik dari saya. Sekian. Y(^-^)Y