Good Things Come In Threes

Haven't been doing tags for a while now. Not because no one tagged me, but because I either didn't have the time to do it, or I totally forgot about it. A thousand apologies, folks.

By the way, I think memes (well, the good ones) are great post-fillers when you are having writer's block. They normally come in lists, which makes it really easy to read, AND it gives the readers a better picture of what you are like. Just a tip :)

Okay, onto the tag.

Paris tagged on a three-on-three a couple of weeks ago; I have to give three answers to each question. Ahh shouldn't be difficult. At least it's not another 100 Things About Me :p (oh, and I owe you two more tags, Paris. Will get to that as soon as I can).

Three things that scare me are
1. Flying cockroaches - they're the most disgusting living thing ever to have the privilege to live in this planet.
2. Dying alone
3. Gory pictures/movies - these images stay in my head for ages, and, for some reason, make me very nervous

Three people who make me laugh
1. My hubby :p
2. Blackadder
3. My dad (we can joke just about anything. And I mean ANYTHING)

Three things I love
1. Bags - I agree with Paris; I'm a bag lady too!
2. Mobile phones - I change a new one almost every year (yeah, I'm weird like that. Although with my current Nokia N80, I might have to wait a while before getting a new one, 'cos that one cost me a bomb).
3. Blogs - what can I say, I'm addicted to you people ;)

Three things I hate
1. Cockroaches (all sorts. Despicable!)
2. Baked beans
3. Split ends

Three things I don't understand
1. The stock market (OMG, Paris, could we be anymore alike??)
2. Finance, marketing, accounting mumbo-jumbo.
3. Why there are so many stupid people around.

Three things on my desk
1. Mug
2. Fan which I brought back from Japan (this follows me everywhere; it's quite big, but I lug it around to meetings and such. Hey, the Japs do it too, plus it keeps me awake during meetings)
3. Stationery holder (a proper holder, and a yogurt cup which holds my 2B pencils and highlighter pens)

Three things I am doing right now
1. Not working (how else would I be doing this meme?)
2. Playing Scrabulous on Facebook.
3. Chatting with Tim on Skype.

Three things I want to do before I die
1. Visit Paris (the city and the person *grin*)
2. Do something I really enjoy AND get paid for it.
3. Go for my 50th school reunion, if we still have one :p

Three things I can do
1. Play the piano and sing at the same time.
2. Raise an eyebrow (so far, I do not know anyone else who can do this)
3. Mimic people (my family and colleagues are very amused by my antics)

Three things I can't do
1. Lose weight *sob sob*
2. Shape my own brows (I tend to muck it up; best to leave it to the pros)
3. Sleep too long (I get cranky if I've slept too much)

Three things I think you should listen to
1. Your inner voice (unless you're schizophrenic, of course)
2. Sound of falling rain. Very therapeutic.
3. Your mother.

Three things you should never listen to
1. Gossip (but isn't that just so hard NOT to?)
2. Pushy salespeople
3. Fanatics on the Internet (bloody attention seekers)

Three shows I watched as a kid
1. The Electric Company - BEST! Much better than Sesame Street (boo Elmo!). Poor kids these days have to be subjected to Barney and Teletubbies *shudder*
2. Jem (my favourite cartoon - the big hair and cute songs got me hooked)
3. Growing Pains - Had quite a crush on Kirk Cameron then (early bloomer, hehe)

Now to tag three people:
1. Adino
2. Pelf
3. Zewt

Work Woes

Okay guys, I get the hint. I've already posted the ROM photos at the wedding blog, which you can check out here. See, I'm so nice :)

Anyhoos.

I'm getting real swamped at work, personally and professionally. It's funny how things can go a 180 degrees turn in just the one week I was away. It's only been three days back, and I'm already ready to scream.

There is sudden tension everywhere, and the somewhat-comfortable environment of work that I was used to is now some kind of mental war zone. Suddenly, never-before politics have managed to seep into the group. Everyone's watching their backs so carefully in case they get stabbed. It's making me pretty nervous, and quite frankly, bloody annoyed.

Lord, give me strength to persevere during this "storm". Otherwise I'll go nuts.

A Second Look At The Creation

A colleague sent this to me via email today, and I thought, oh my, what a way to describe the Creation. Oh, and it's meant to be a joke. It's a slow Tuesday, so let's lighten up a little, eh?


In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth and populated the Earth with broccoli, cauliflower and spinach, green and yellow and red vegetables of all kinds, so Man and Woman would live long and healthy lives.

Then using God's great gifts, Satan created Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream and Krispy Creme Donuts. And Satan said, "You want chocolate with that?" And Man said, "Yes!" and Woman said, "and as long as you're at it, add some sprinkles." And they gained 10 pounds. And Satan smiled.

And God created the healthful yogurt that Woman might keep the figure that Man found so fair. And Satan brought forth white flour from the wheat, and sugar from the cane and combined them. And Woman went from size 6 to size 14.

So God said, "Try my fresh green salad." And Satan presented Thousand-Island Dressing, buttery croutons and garlic toast on the side. And Man and Woman unfastened their belts following the repast.

God then said, "I have sent you heart healthy vegetables and olive oil in which to cook them." And Satan brought forth deep fried fish and chicken-fried steak so big it needed its own platter. And Man gained more weight and his cholesterol went through the roof. God then created a light, fluffy white cake, named it "Angel Food Cake," and said, "It is good." Satan then created chocolate cake and named it "Devil's Food."

God then brought forth running shoes so that His children might lose those extra pounds. And Satan gave cable TV with a remote control so Man would not have to toil changing the channels. And Man and Woman laughed and cried before the flickering blue light and gained pounds.

Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition. And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fried them. And Man gained pounds.

Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition. And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fried them. And Man gained pounds.

God then gave lean beef so that Man might consume fewer calories and still satisfy his appetite. And Satan created McDonald's and its 99-cent double cheeseburger. Then said, "You want fries with that?" And Man replied, "Yes! And super size them!" And Satan said, "It is good." And Man went into cardiac arrest.

God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery.

Then Satan created HMOs.


So, who do you reckon's the bad guy here? Enjoy first, suffer later? Or suffer first, enjoy later?

Your call.

One Crazy Week, And Back To Reality

Finally back from my week-long break. It was such an exciting and eventful week, that I don't even know where to start.

It was so good seeing Tim once again, after being away from each other for over two months. I guess that's the best thing about being in a long-distanced relationship; you get to fall in love with each other over and over again. Of course, we pray that this will also remain when we're finally living together in Melbourne next year.

It wasn't so much of a break for us to have romantic getaways as such when he got back last week than a trip to settle a lot of registration of marriage logistics here and there. I mean, really, how things get done in Malaysia is beyond me. I mean, people are simply so slow, so inefficient! Tsk tsk tsk. Anyways, praise God, all the near-misses of the registration of marriage were ironed out.

I spent the first weekend with Tim's family, and he spent the week with mine. I had quite a good time, in fact, getting to know his family better. Had meals with them, went to church service with them, etc.

The bridal photography session on the 29th was hilarious. The photographer and assistants were really nice; the ice was broken almost immediately, and they made it a very pleasant experience for us. I should think that Tim would be the one who'd laugh at the styles of posing for the camera, as a lot of them were really cheesy. Unfortunately, I was the one who just couldn't stop collapsing in giggles when we had to put our faces very close together for the fake "romantic" shots. Tim was like, "Oi, be serious lah" all the time, because I just couldn't stop laughing. In my defense, when your face is THAT close with your man, you either kiss him, or ... wait, there's nothing else! Gazing into each others eyes dreamily? You've GOT to be kidding me. I'd sooner go cross-eyed (psst, and you wonder where the romance has gone, eh? Tee hee hee!).

Anyways, it was a great experience, and I arranged to view and select the photos the very next day, as Tim had very limited time in Malaysia. And maaaaannn, not to *ahem* blow my own horn or anything, but *ahem* ... I looked GORGEOUS! I mean, WE looked GORGEOUS!! :p

The photos were very well taken, and the cheesy shots really captured us perfectly. I selected a few cheesy shots (it's a must lah), and so did Tim. My favourite photos were the ones taken outdoors.

We went to Batu Ferringhi for our outdoor shots, and I must say, I felt really weird, all dolled up in 6 inches of makeup, hairsprayed-till-it's-hard-as-a-rock hairdo, wedding gown and veil, amidst the sand and lalang. There were a few shots taken where I had to sit on the lalang, and I had crickets jumping all over me. Euuuwww. The ones at the beach were also quite nice, until it came to the part where Tim had to carry me on piggyback, for the photographer to capture. You can hear Tim's voice "Oi, hurry up and take lah, she's very heavy!!" from a mile away. Still, you didn't think he'd get away with that without a thumping or two from me now, do you? ;)

Anyhoos, the photo selection process was really difficult; every photo was so well taken. We ended up forking a LOT of money to order another extra 17 photos. And that, my friends, is already pushing it, because it really was heart-breaking marking the photos we could not afford anymore to have with a black-ink marker. They're a mean lot, those bridal-house people, making us mar our lovely photos. Sigh.

The Registration of Marriage was a surprisingly short affair. Bea joined us as well, which was great. My mum requested her to get me flowers as well, and they were lovely (girl, you SO know my taste :p). Tim got me flowers too, which had two "married" bears on the bouquet, a few pieces of heart-shaped chocs, and very beautiful red roses. The whole affair (including the swearing in, the signing of the marriage certificates and exchange of rings) lasted a good FIVE minutes. We spent a lot of time just taking photos.

Speaking of which, I know I've been yakking a lot here with no photos to show. I'll post the photos on the wedding blog, as I reckon it's more appropriate to be placed there. Oh, and I'll also post a few shots taken during the bridal photography session as well. That ought to be fun, eh?

The most difficult part of the wonderful week I had was saying goodbye to Tim ONE DAY after we got married. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but it really just got worse. We're really praying hard that he'll be able to come back to Malaysia at least once before the wedding. Keep your fingers (and toes, and whatever appendages you can spare) crossed too, ya? :)

So now, it's back to work, and back to reality for us. Tim will be returning to Melbourne tomorrow (*sob sob*), and I managed to contract a cold from all the excitement of the week. Work has started to pile too. Gah. Don't ask me what married life is like though. I've only had him for a day.

Still, to end this on a brighter note,
I'd like to thank all of you who sent well wishes here, and for those who specially emailed and/or texted me to congratulate us. I'm so touched at all your wishes, and really really appreciate them *hugs*.

Status Change

I'm now a Mrs Someone.

Golly :)