Time's almost up..!

I'm looking at the calendar. And I only have 2 and a half weeks left in Malaysia. Aaah why do I always not look forward to going back to the US? Maybe it's because I'm too comfortable at home. My parents would say it's because I don't have to do things on my own, and because I don't have the stress of studying or the stress of life when I'm home. Who knows.
I had a conversation with a Speech Therapist that I am currently interning with. When I asked her whether she preferred working in the US or back in Malaysia, she said, "The US. Because once you have worked there for a few years, you would find it difficult to adjust to the working environment back in Malaysia. However, I do like my job now because I am my own boss and I do not have to answer to another person of higher position".
I don't even want to think about my future and my plans. I am still at a loss. And until I reach that point in my life, maybe I should just not think about it and go with the flow and decide when the time comes.

Ah, speaking of 'going with the flow'... Laila, Dayana and I decided to go jogging (or rather I was forced to go jogging with them) last Saturday in Taman Aman. Yeah, the Taman Aman, right next to Sri Aman. Dayana loves the outdoor 'gym' (which is actually a few exercise machines that seem to be for old people) there. That Saturday, when trying to stretch our leg muscles in this 4-people machine (I guess it's called a machine), an old man decided to join us on this 4-people machine...
Me: Eh, how do you work this thing? How come cannot move?
Old man: You do it like this. *demonstrates by pushing his legs forward on the bar* And remember to push your thighs down for support.
Me: Oh.. haha. Thank you uncle. (amidst Dayana and Laila's laughs)
Old man: Where do you all study?
Me & Dayana: US
Laila: UK
Old man: (starts commenting about how we're such different people but seem to be good friends) Girl, you must always be good at reading people. It is important to know the character of a person just by looking at them.
Laila: Uncle, can you read us?
Old man: Of course. (points to Laila) You ni, selalu ketawa. Happy and smiling always. Kalau ada problem pun ketawa and senyum je. Sampai orang lain pun don't know that you have a problem. (points to Dayana) You ah, very secretive. Always start telling something, tapi bagitahu half je. Never tell the whole story.
(points to me) You always follow. Ikut je apa orang lain buat. Diorang nak buat apa, kalau it is not negative or jahat, you buat jugak. (I hate that other people can see that about me.. but I know it's true.)
Us: Uncle!!! How did you know all that!!!
Old man: Ah, when you're as old as me. You can read people just by looking at them..

The conversation really wasn't as short as that though. It was more like an hour conversation of how important it is to be able to read people, jaga your parents, not be sombong after studying overseas, importance of finding the right man for you, how men are destructive.... Our stomachs were rumbling by the time he stopped talking. But it was hmm... an interesting encounter!

Malacca, haven't been there since Primary School!

I remember vaguely the last time I went to Malacca on a primary school trip. I remember it being fun, and I don't remember much other than that. As this was only a day trip to Malacca, I didn't get to see as much as I would have wanted to. But nonetheless, I had a great time. I love A'Famosa just as much as before. And honestly, the town just looks waay more beautiful than it used to be. Maybe it's the fact that it's now officially a UNESCO Heritage City.

Of course, first stop... A'Famosa. Probably one of my most favorite places in Malaysia. There's something calming and soothing about the dark and old mossy walls and the vastness of space once you're inside it. At the sides of the path up to the fort, there were people selling the same souveniers as 10 years ago. You remember those stone pendants hanging on black string that we used to be crazy about? The ones that you can get your name written with marker on the back? Yeah, those kind of souveniers. Oh and not to mention, the wood keychains that you can again get your name written on.

The very famous Malacca square.

Then we headed on to Jonker Street to have an early dinner of....

Chicken rice balls! The restaurant ran out of chicken at umm 5.30pm... We were the last customer to be able to eat in that place. 5.30pm and they were already out of Chicken!!!


Then we stumbled upon this place. Remember Emperor Cheng Ho from China that we learned about in Sejarah? Well apparently, he has a teahouse. haha. Having tea in teahouses in Malaysia is honestly waay more cheaper than having tea in teahouses in China. It was RM30 for a pot of tea for 6 people. How cheap is that! I forget what kind of tea we drank, but the kind to make you feel less bloated after eating or something.



I thought Jonker Street was really pretty. And when it got dark, the night market opened up and it was amazing.! I love love love night markets. The sights, the sounds, the smells... And of course the beautiful architecture of the buildings lining the street.

And of course a trip to Malacca would not be complete if you didn't take a ride in the lavishly decorated trishaws that were available everywhere around the city.

And of course, we ended the night with seafood! At the Portuguese settlement area. So yummy, so yummy. Seafood, with the seabreeze blowing... and kids playing gasing all around you. Simply lovely.

Darn.. it's been a long time

I'm so bad at blogging when I'm at home. Especially now that I have my internship, and I have my sister following me around all the time when I'm at home. It's kinda hard to type while she's sitting on my lap and clicking the mouse whenever she gets the chance. Haha.
If only we had wireless internet here at home. Then at least my brother and I will be able to go online at the same time, at any time we want. Oh well.

Things are good at home. Been pretty busy of late. Since I started my internship in Speechelp - a speech therapy clinic somewhere in Section 14. 9.30am to 5pm every Monday to Thursday is spent there. I learn quite a lot. I am wondering if I will ever be able to open a clinic of my own in the future. I would like to, not going to lie. My dad was talking to me about this the other day. I think he got his inspiration from the clinic that we go to in Aman Suria opened by this one doctor. She owns the clinic and her dad and mum is the receptionist at the place. We both think that that's a rather adorable situation. Haha. So daddy wants to be the receptionist in my clinic one day.. if I ever end up opening a clinic.

Yong and Michiyo came over last week to visit me. Or rather to visit Malaysia, and to spend some time outside of China for a week. I think the air, the heat and the people are sort of getting to them a little. We went to all sorts of places. It was a lot of fun. Day trip to Ipoh with daddy for work.. wasn't all that fun since Ipoh is soo run down. Malacca on Saturday was great fun though. Then of course Kl tower, Klcc, Pasar Seni, Petaling Street, Jalan Imbi, Lowyat Plaza, Berjaya Times Square, One Utama, Bird Park, Butterfly Park, Tugu Negara, Batu Caves, Selangor Pewter Factory... Will post some excellent pictures up later. It really was nice having them around. Reminded me of Beijing. As my mum always says (to annoy me I think): "Yvonne, your Beijing dream is over already!!" Did quite a lot of reminiscing.. and of course Michiyo and I had late night laughs about crap. It was a great 1 week. My parents loved them. My sister loved them. Haha.

Anyway, watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince yesterday. Have to say that I am thoroughly dissapointed. Not going to lie. The movie was lacking action scenes. It was all sappy and lovey dovey. Some of the scenes were just plain cheesy and could have been omitted and replaced with a battle scene of some sort. What happened to the battle between the Order and the Death Eaters at Hogwarts? and where was Rufus Scrimgeur? I would think that the new Minister of Magic would have been a pretty important person to feature in this movie. And Percy.. Why wasn't he in the movie? And what happened to Bill's face being bitten by the werewolf Deatheater. And Fleur... where was she? Argh so dissapointing. Laila and I just stared at each other when the movie ended with the line "I never realized it was so beautiful here" and burst out in indignance. Sigh.