Blast to the Past: Hong Kong Disneyland

Destination: Hong Kong.

Time of arrival: Dec 2007, 0100 hours ( actually i don't know la, simply taruh a date ) - but the year is correct la.

The streets of Hong Kong; where its full of people and there's no space for the birds to fly without crashing into the signposts.

Welcome to Hong Kong Disneyland!

Since we arrived there at night, we were priviledged to witness the beautifully lit fountain that changes colour every few seconds, the streets, and the magnificent fake palace.

And we were in time for the fireworks! These are just some of the it:

The next day, we freaked ourselves out with the rides. This was some space mambo jumbo ride. Oh gosh, it was scary. ( if you look carefully, the person next to my sister is my brother. but you can't see him because he decided to duck all the way through the ride.)

Then, picture time! Mulan was pretty and her waist was so so so so small!

Goofy and Ruufy!

Dead men on benches was quite a common sight.

Captain Jack Sparrow! Look like or not?

We also got to watch the Disney Parade. By the way, the streets are always filled with music and songs...kind of really makes you feel like you are in disney cartoons.

The following princesses are real people, not statues.

Even the green soldiers were walking like robots ( but they are real!)

Glue

The biggest glue stick you have ever seen!

NOT!

It's a tissue roll cover!

And it's in my toilet! :)

Personality Test

Hey guys do this test, Jung Typology Test, and check out which temperament/personality you are. I think it is quite accurate. :)

http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htm

Me? I am an Artisan ( click on the other link " Description by D. Keirsey" when you finish the test ).

http://keirsey.com/handler.aspx?s=keirsey&f=fourtemps&tab=4&c=overview

All Artisans (SPs) share the following core characteristics:

• Artisans tend to be fun-loving, optimistic, realistic, and focused on the here and now
• Artisans pride themselves on being unconventional, bold, and spontaneous.
• Artisans make playful mates, creative parents, and troubleshooting leaders.
• Artisans are excitable, trust their impulses, want to make a splash, seek stimulation, prize freedom, and dream of mastering action skills.

Specifically, I'm a Artisan: Composer.

http://keirsey.com/handler.aspx?s=keirsey&f=fourtemps&tab=4&c=Composer

Woman's Best Friend = Seasons of the Year

I read a passage by Dr. James Dobson on how he beautifully compares a woman's monthly cycle to the seasons of the year.

(Hmmm... interesting.)

"The four weeks of the "cycle" are charactertistics of the four seasons of the year. The 1st week can be termed springtime. New estrogens began to spring up each day and a woman's body begins to rebound from the recent winter.

The second week represents summertime, when the living is easy. A woman during this phase has more self-confidence than during any other phase of the month. It is a time of maximum energy, enthusiam, amiability, and self-esteem. Estrogen levels account for much of this optimism.

Alas, the fall mush surely follow summer. Estrogen levels stedily dwindle as a woman's body prepares for winter. Progesterone, is released, causing estrogen levels to fall like leaves, and this initiates PMS. It is a bleak phase of the month. Self-esteem deteriorates day by day, days get colder and colder, bringing in the depression and pessimism with it- much like the chill of the upcoming winter. A bloated and sluggish feeling often produces not only discomfort but also the belief "I am ugly". Irritability and aggression become increasingly evident as the week progesses, reaching a climax immediately pior to winter.

Then comes winter. Most experience discomfort but some find it necessary to spend a day or two in bed during winter season to get away from the freezing weather. Gradually, the siege passes, the ice melts, and the refreshing newness of springtime returns. "

Girls...don't you agree?

Guys...take note!

The Pangs

THE PANGS...Now in this Blog near you!

It was a bumpy ride. I opened my eyes only to find myself behind a truck that was speeding dangerously. I could see the shadows of two ladies kneeling on the floor opposite me, shivering and frigthen. As I peered through the wooden planks that stood between the running skylights and us, I could see that it was raining outside. It was almost pitch dark expect for the lights that glimmered in a distance and reflected itself on the sea. The silloutte of the ladies caught my eyes. They were pregnant! I peered down at my own body...I was pregnant too!

I could see a figure running beside our moving truck. It was MY DARLING! Lengkap in his superhero costume...i had the impression he was Zorro. Hehehe. And so, 1 by 1, he began pulling out the pregnant woman while trying hard not to fall into the sea beside him. 1 down, 2 to go. 2 down, me to go!

But but but...he was running out of time! If he didn't get me out in time he would crash into the bridge. He reached out for me...just a little bit more...almost...splash...he fell into sea, and I, was left trying to see if he was alright.

I blacked out.

When I opened my eyes, the truck had already stopped. 2men shoved me out of the truck and I tumbled to the ground. As I struggled to get myself very pregnant self up again, I noticed that I was dumped in front of "Freescale". However, Freescale looked more like a hotel than an office. The "freescale" words were made out of silver metal, shining in its majesty, and it was placed on a stone wall right outside the steps leading up to its grand entrance.

I had to get inside, I told myself. I somehow knew I would find Jason inside. Just then, the baby kicked. Cramp. Pain. Oh no! I think the baby's coming! I waddled in, hunched, scouting for Jason.

I found him. He was reading books in the library. Calling out to him, I hurried over, nearer to him. He was, however, distracted with the book he was reading, so he inched closer to me, STILL, reading the book.

Push.Breathe. Push. Breathe. Jason was helping me deliver baby no 1 with one hand, STILL, reading his book with the other hand. Before we knew it, baby no2 was coming out. TWINS! He was STILL reading his book. Multitasking! Haha.

Woke up.

Pets of the Past

Introducing my pets ( who are no longer around)...

Meet "Yesterday".



Haha! That is how he sleeps. :)
You might be wondering why we called him "Yesterday",
The story goes like this:
My brother would always tell us each day how he saw an orange cat yesterday. So when the orange cat finally decided to stay with us, we called him "Yesterday".



Superman!


Anyway,
This is Tomorrow.

He sleeps almost EVERYWHERE and ANYWHERE!

Especially in Baskets...

AND of course...he lets us bully him. :P

Cat Bao.

Egyptian Cat.

We even trained him to climb like a monkey! :)

This is "Today". ( the names kind of keep on going...) We name every cat that passes or visits us names like "one day", "some day". :P

And we had other pets like tortoises

This is "Grass" and "Woof".

P.S I don't know who is who.

This is how they play with each other...Peeeeeekabooo!

All of them are not with us anymore. Yesterday went away ( maybe to die); Today was given to my Aunt who keeps cats but eventually was put to sleep because she was sick; Tomorrow was also given to my Aunt and he became the "King of the house"( Also died cause he got sick); Grass and Woof was donated to Titiwangsa Lake before we moved.

Sunset, Beautiful Sunset

I'm truly blessed to be able to witness such beautiful sunsets each day...

RIGHT outside my balcony! :)