*-Merry Christmas-*

Christmas is all about sharing and caring. Spread the love~!


Her eye brows were arched high above the forehead with her mouth helplessly wide open. Little Julie was flabbergasted, totally mesmerized by what was actually appearing in front of her round inky black eyes. As she slowly regain her sudden lost of composure, she could no longer hold the excitement and threw herself at daddy. For a moment there, her vocabulary was as if narrowed down to only “thank you”. Julie’s parents were equally delighted. Nothing is more satisfying than the glint of happiness in Julie’s eyes.

“Don’t thank me! I didn’t know anything about that!”
“Me either. Your daddy and I were sleeping soundly away yesterday night. Hmm, I guess Julie must have been a very good girl this year. Just look at what Santa gave you!”

“Santa was here? But…I didn’t hear anything last night. It was very quiet and I kept an ear on the windows all night long” said Julie, scratching her head in confusion.

Julie was not troubled at all by that little mysterious incident as she was apparently overwhelmed with joy. Of course, it was just a little trick by her parents. It’s always so easy to make a child happy and contented.

The little commotion in the morning slowly faded away like footprints on the snow. It was snowing as usual, ushering Christmas to everyone in the vicinity. Julie just love to spend a day like this staring out from the window, observing every detail in this white and cold ambiance. It was not a usual habit of any 5 year old but Julie is rather inquisitive by nature. With the snow falling relentlessly, every object outside was subjected to the prolific decoration of nature’s best. Such scenery of profound beauty captured Julie’s heart and imgination. She was deeply engrossed as her thoughts were beginning to flow aimlessly away

Suddenly, a frail figure ran across the pavement, seeking refuge as if the end of the world is just at the horizon. He ran towards a small dilapidated hut. Even at a distance, Julie can notice him shivering in bone piercing coldness. It was a picture that rather contradicts with the Christmas that Julie had in mind. She kept wondering how someone can actually survive under this subzero condition with just a few ragged clothes.

A tinge of sympathy filled Julie’s heart. Just as she was about to tell her parents about the poor child, someone walked up to the hut. It was a very familiar figure. It’s him! It’s daddy! It is literally impossible to miss his shining bald head, especially at this bright afternoon . Like a magician with numerous tricks up his sleeves, daddy was pulling out goods after goods from the bags alongside. Julie watched with a bizarre feeling of warmth that she never experienced before. At this time, a thought flashed through her mind that again, ignited her excitement.

“I finally know who is Santa!!! Its daddy!!!! It has to be him!” Julie shouted at the top of her voice, running down the stairs towards her mum.

Welcome back , Mr and Mrs Santa

Santa is back in Ipoh!!! My parents finally came back from Hainam Island this morning. Really really glad to see them. Frankly, I missed them more than anything else. With their arrival here in Malaysia, it also means that i'm relieved of my duty. My mum is apparently very satisfied with the trip and of course, the condition of the house where i'm fully in charge of. *Ahem.. a little applause for the me, shall we?...... Mum sure got a lot to tell about my old kampung in China and A LOT to spend there as well. She came back with bags of goodies.... just like santa clause. As usual, she's always very very delighted to spend money on jade. Hahaha.... i guess those shops there are celebrating their early chirstmas now~! Err.... i don really know how to appreciate those stones but hey, everyone has a little something to craze for..... just like my affinity for toys. Anyway, it seems that my relatives there in Hainam are very amiable and their kind hospitality is greatly appreciated. Thanks for taking such good care of my parents~! I can't really tell much about the place there... I have only my mum's description to sketch in my mind. A picture tells more than a thousand words. The photos are being developed right now. Let's just wait till i have a view of it tomorrow. It's a waste i wasn't there myself and a big regret that grandpa didn't manage to visit them..... Anyway, i believe his heart never left that place before and his love for it shall never fade with time.

A simpler place for everyone.

I was watching this old malay classical movie yesterday night. A very typical story where there's always a good samaritan fighting the bad villian, prevailing justice and all. However, it was the paradox of our world that among all those stories that we are told, there is hardly any line between both extremes. The movie wasn't that intriguing afterall but it sparked a thought that kept my mind occupied for the whole night. Even now at my 20s, i can't tell wat is good and bad. I find good in everyone and ironically, its always shaded with some darkness somewhere. I get really upset with how pathetic human nature is but that's something I can't rid off. I can only learn to live with it. Sometimes when i wanted to hate someone so much, i can't find adequate reaons to do so. Probably i should say i don't know how to weigh their right and wrong. At times they did so much to help me out from the deep trouble i oftenly ended up in, yet sometimes they did things that hurt so much in return. Sighzz...... I have no idea how to read from the scale. Perhaps we are missing an end user guide that tells about the way of life. Perhaps its meant for each of us to write one for ourself....Perhaps it's so complicted that only the writer himself can comprehend it...... Food for thought......

24 Monkeys

The prominent effect of boredom has taken it's part in my life. I spent the past 1 and a half hour watching what was to be the grand finale of the most prestigious tournament in malaysia ----> Malaysian Cup finals. The sad sad reality of malaysian football is... they never imporve!! and it seems to be a trend that's going to last for decades to come. I see only 22 monkeys running about in the stadium playing what was supposed to be football.... oops... i left out another big monkey... the referee in the field which makes a total of 23. It was the showdown between Kedah and Perlis. The match was horrific and the goal was preposterous. The lone goal of Perlis was from a throw in. The goalkeeper made the best monkey act which saw him slipping the ball into the net. Thumbs up! For the rest of the game, players from both side were just merely creating chances which i don't understand wat on earth they are thinking of. There were some exceptions though but none produced any goal. The second best part of the monkey show was from the referee. One of the Perlis player was punched in the face by a defender and yet nothing happened... My goodness...... the commentator should have mentioned something about it yet he rather spend his time mindlessly talking about nonsense which nobody really cares to know. I was furious watching it. Furious for the fact that the whole game was nothing but sheer stupidity. In the end, i realised i was the 24th monkey......the one who actually watched the whole game and cared to write about it..... crying out loud~!!!

Upcoming toys from SIC

New from SIC

Yup... this is series 27... coming out in January next year... Nice for the eyes... not nice for the wallet i afraid....

A big applause for ...... my inscrutable mum

Does ur mum send u sms?? Ok... stupid question..... Let me rearrange it.. does ur mum sound like a teenage girl trying to pull ur leg till u trip whenever she sends u sms?? I don't know about others but my mum certainly does~! hahahahaha...... My mum is in her mid fifties right now...aged a lot but u can hardly believe it when u read her messages. I tried showing them to my housemates once, they laughed like mad.... and i got reprimanded by mum for that... I can't remember when she started this out but by the time i realised it, she was already addicted to sms. Every night, she will sit on the bed, hook on her pairs of glasses and painstakingly inch her fingers across the tiny keypads on her hand phone. She says it helps her to sleep better at night...... i wonder..... normally she will end up giggling on the bed and started telling me about the whole session... She even asked me " am i in?".... *fainted*.. anyway, I am none the less grateful for a mum this "hip".... she gives me and my family so many things to laugh for.... and makes her so much tangible to everyone of us emotionally..... Well, now i finally know where i got all those stupid and wacky ideas from...... directly inherited from my mum.... I don need an expert to tell me.... i'm sure its written in my genes.... *wink.