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i can’t post pictures on my blog at all. i’ve been meaning to do this since i came back from japan, is it my internet or my computer???

i miss japan.
i do know that if you put me there as long as 1 year, i would be as sick of Japan like how i’m so sick of clayton. i just love travelling around the world and i really want to post pictures up. arghhh. every time i try to upload something, it will always be at 99%.

i want to travel.
i want my camera fixed.
i want to fix myself.
i love travelling.
i love rainbows. i want to collect pictures of rainbows from all over the world.
i love bunnies.
i want to visit the farm peter rabbit grew up in.

i hate rain. i want rainbows. i hate rain. i miss the rainbow necklace fab gave me when i was 16.

Give back $10,000 to dad. i think blessing him back with half of what he wants to give me is not even enough.
Traveling (JAPAN) – $3500
Graphic Design course – $5700

crap. i’m left with $800. i’ve also decided to pay my grad fees by myself. (technically is still dad’s money cos i didn’t earn it.)

maybe i should take back the $10,000. Then I can go for mission trip and get a cheap car to go my way round melby. and maybe i would have enough for a grad trip too.

i usually wouldn’t write such things here cos i have a personal space where i do all the other rantings and swearing. i’m who i’m and who you see, i don’t purposely try to act like somebody i’m not. ok, maybe the furthest extent i’ll go is to try liking somebody that i don’t really want to like. but other than that, i believe i’m nice. beg to differ for all you want, i’m accountable to my own deeds. i know my own flaws and i admit that i do need people to remind me of what i shouldn’t do. i have the tendency of venting my anger and pouring my negativity in your face if you’re as close to me as rachel is, but other than that i don’t think i’ll develop such guts to swear at you if i don’t know you enough (to a personal level of course). and like what other people do, i practice giving my friends whatever i have in response to what is required to their well being and to sustain friendship, i do take criticism and often landed myself in a moment of self reflection.

so i’m here and i just want to say that i do not take my friends for granted. i grew up in a girls school and practiced being the one who back stabbed, and got back stabbed back. i had my own fair share of boycotting people and being boycotted by my closest friends. i don’t grow up with my parents and i only got to see my brother once a week. the only closest relationship i ever had was my friends in school, so since young i’ve always try to give my friends whatever they want even if i don’t have them for myself. i know that sounded so super looser, but that’s my own fair share of history. my friends were the most important people i had in the past and its obviously the same as it is now. it is super unfair to say that i took people around me for granted because i seriously don’t. unless of course if we’re bounded by distance or something that makes me think you’re treating me like i don’t deserve.

and of course i’m typing this directing to a certain somebody which i wish for that somebody to read it and at the same time, i also don’t want that somebody to suspect who this is for.

i’m spoilt, noisy, attention grabbing..whatever. but if you want to say that i’m evil, get your facts straight before releasing any information!

HELLO!

How many of us struggle between work, taxes, debts, charity, church offerings for the past few years of our lives and still earn barely enough to give ourselves a deserving treat to a luxury massage? How many get through our university education just so that we can work and slave for money? How many of us had visions of owning our own empire like Crown Casino, own our very own designer labels such as Burberry, own an international organisation for elderly health care, or even open a magical theme park like Disneyland? Getting to where your dreams are might not be realistic and important, however, trying to make things happen in your life is very important! Disneyworld was only open after Walt Disney himself passed away. Why should we let the short amount of time we have on earth stop us from achieving what we thought we wouldn’t be able to?

We all have different goals that we want to achieve. Some of us want to be a pastor or an influential missionary, others got through 4 years of University to become an engineer or a nurse. All these are where society put us in the moment we graduate, we slogged day and night, in and out for a fix amount of salary every month to support all of our expenses. How about our indulgence? Where can we find extra to pay for what we want and not what the society expects us to do? Instead of working so hard for money…

Why don’t we let money WORK FOR US instead?

A close friend of mine who recently learnt that my hidden dream since I was a little girl was to open a magical fluffy theme park somewhere in Asia introduced me to a group of working people. We played an intellectual board game, Cashflow 101, created by Robert Kiyosaki (author of Rich Dad, Poor Dad) where I was exposed to business jargons such as income statement, balance sheet, assets, liabilities..etc.
For business students, these might be the basic of what you have been learning in University thus far, however for a science student like me and working towards entering the workforce as a teacher, I have never been exposed to such accounting terms. Within an hour of being in the game, I’ve familiarized myself to basic accounting and learnt how to make use of small opportunity during my ‘rat-race’ to help myself get out of the rat race.

Rat race in Cashflow 101 is where most of us are trapped day-in and day-out working our ass of in real life. The main goal is to get out of the rat race and onto the ‘fast-track’ by buying investments which give you cashflow and passive income. To get out of your rat-race, your passive income will have to be greater than your total monthly expenses. Once you get out of the rat race, you will have more time to work on your interest, work towards your dreams/goal, pamper yourself with massages, go for your mission trip, preach your good news about Jesus or Buddha, save the world…etc.
Don’t tell me that MONEY IS NOT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN LIFE. Because I know that it isn’t, that’s why I’m encouraging you to work towards getting out of the rat-race and let MONEY WORK FOR YOU instead of WORKING FOR MONEY. Even if you think that you just want to be an ordinary pastor who preaches good news to a whole new generation, this game will also be educational for you cos you’ll still need money to feed yourself. Imagine if you don’t have to work for your expenses, you’ll have money rolling in for you to give away as much as you like, and more time for you to interact with God and decide on what you think he wants you to do with all that He blessed you with, more time to help people. Look at Oprah! She’s is rich yet influential, rich enough to give away money cos money had been slogging for her for years!

(Got these from the instruction booklet, so don’t sue me)

This game is created to teach you how to be the MASTER OF MONEY! Do your best to get out of the Rat Race in less than an hour and you’ll be surprise how people with super uber low salaries can be as rich as bill gates cos of their investment strategies. Learn from these people and apply it in your own life! According to Kiyosaki, if you try to make it a point to set aside 3 hours to play the game monthly, within a year you’ll have totally different concepts of money with a more secured future and a razor sharp mind. (This seems a little bullshit to me.)

So peeps, I intend to make it a point to play this game at least once a month. I bought CASHFLOW 101 from ebay and it arrived this morning. I’ll set up a facebook group for it too, join in this learning adventure and have LEARN to think RICH! It’s so much more than your ordinary monopoly and its more intellectual than you think. You invest like a real investor, buy shares like a stockbroker and bankruptcy is lurking at the corners to catch you.

Play this game with me if you want to:
1. Raise your financial IQ
2. Learn what the rich people teach their kids about money
3. You friend’s investment strategy and different investment strategy among people
4. How to be rich with a small salary
5. Have fun!!

You should play this game if:
1. You have a dream to build something which requires a capital you think you’ll never get even if you work your ass off for 2 decades
2. You want to be rich
3. You want to give back to the society
4. Wanting more for your retirement
5. Sick and tired of your rat race
6. Student working towards getting into a rat race

I can’t bake for nuts.

I miss f&N! <3

Remember how we had to test different types of fats on pastry, we had to bake them and record their texture of one of the O'level project. I think I successfully did that over 6 attempts, and of course the first three attempts in school ended up having Yuling to stay back with me, washing my mountain pile of baking utensils. I can remember Mrs. Anguilia looking at me hopelessly while saying that I could do it at home as long as I could crop my pictures properly so that MOE would not suspect anything.

The only successful baking attempt I had was a combined effort, also during one of the f&N classes, with this perfectionist girl whom I’ll only partner her cos our register number was too close to each other. Even my very own best friend avoided to use the same kitchen as me for exam. Once I made curry puff for my friends and they all threw it away behind my back. One ate and puke it out. Cos they said there were flour on the curry puff pastry and they were sure that it wasn’t cooked. I was so annoyed that I tried making curry puffs for the next few attempts, and instead of baking them, I got my maid to deep-fry them.

And my spongecake sank 3cm down instead of rising.

After 5 years of home-econs and f&N, what have I actually learn?

1. Bacon is pork. Mrs. Anguilia scolded me for frying them in a halal kitchen. Well technically it was her fault cos clearly she had to review our exam recipe before we actually perform them for exam and my recipe clearly stated BACON.

2. Several methods of preparing a balance meal to an overweight adolescent but I never once tried it on myself.

3. What carbohydrates really are.

4. School cleaners will go as far as getting you into trouble when they want something you choose to throw away. Desiree bought a brand new kitchen set for photo-display and threw them away after cos she didn’t want to wash them, the school cleaners told Mrs. Nair and Desiree ended up washing the dishes and giving her brand new kitchen set to one of the cleaning aunties.

5. Too much coconut milk make curry taste like shit.

6. Instant roti prata has a layer of plastic that needs to be peeled out prior to frying, and plastic will melt into prata on heated pan. Unwanted smoky effect would alarm exam invigilators almost immediately.

7. Shallots are friend onions and not dried scallops.

8. Trim your fingernails before baking, cos they get into your nails and its very irritating.

9. Head scarf makes you look gay even if you’re a girl.

10. Chicken can never stop farting. Mrs. Anguilia called us chicken butt when we won’t stop talking cos she said they don’t stop farting.

11. Prawn head contains shit. Mrs Anguilia emphasized that again and again every time she called us prawn head.

I gave up art for this. Dad always say I gave up A1 for a C5. True it was a bad choice cos I really think I’m not a kitchen material, but Mrs Anguilia was such an entertainment. I miss her!

perhaps DG would help me rediscover Christianity in a new way.

things that I’m bitter about,

things that i choose to hide.

denominations which i’m furious yet confuse at the same time.

i guess, i’m ready to say..i’m ready.

PS: i didn’t actually pray about it. I didn’t know what I wanted anymore, so I didn’t know what to ask. maybe you can should just say that I can’t be bothered asking.

i don’t think i love God less than Sam Evans or Rony Tan. i just refuse loving God by blasting other denominations and religions.

i refuse to categorize myself under any denomination of christianity, hence the difficulty in settling in a home church.

Christopher Robin: Pooh, What do you like doing best in the world?

Pooh: What I like doing best is me going to visit you, and you saying ‘how about a smack-a-roll of honey?” (chuckles)

Christopher Robin: I like that to, but I what I like best is just doing nothing.

Pooh: What do you do ‘just nothing’?

Christopher Robin: Well, when grown up ask ‘what you going to do?’ then you say ‘nothing’. then you go out and do it!

Pooh: I like that. Lets do it all the time.

Christopher Robin: You know something, Pooh? I’m not going to do just nothing anymore.

Pooh: You mean, never again?

Christopher Robin: Well, not so much. Pooh, while I’m away just doing nothing, will you come up here sometimes?

Pooh: You mean alone? Just me?

Christopher Robin: And Pooh, promise you won’t forget me ever?

Pooh: Oh I promise!

Christopher Robin: Not even when I’m a hundred?

Pooh: How old shall I be then?

Christopher Robin: 99. (chuckles) Silly old bear.

Narrator: Where ever they go, whatever that comes their way. In that enchanted place on top of the forest, a little bear will always be waiting.

So cute! So sweet! So sad….

I bet my toys all hated me. I had about 20  barbie dolls, each was either handicapped, badly burnt hair, chopped fried  melted head, no hair or at least half naked with deformed boobs. My cooking set was badly vandalized. Playdough colours were badly mixed. The playdough burger is forever purplish black in colour. The only thing I remember taking care of was my collection of polly pockets, and some other soft toys I got when I was a little older.

So at any point of time, all my toys were probably cursing me if they were alive.

The fact that the real Christopher Robin Milne didn’t love Pooh anymore, makes me sad.

HEHEHEHHEHEHEHEEE… everyone’s resting, eugene’s left cleaning up.

I thought this is funny.

Here I present Mrs. Raj in Mount Dande. [not forgetting eugene and dandenong himself.]
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HELLO YOU!

HELLO CHINESE NEW YEAR!

HELLO ME!

BYE SCIENCE! FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!