That spot underneath my television is missing his PS 2 that used to be there.

My table is missing his pile of books that used to be there.

My fridge is no more stocked with a wide range of cheese.

I am, actually sad.

And so it is...

Finally, the bf can take his flight test after days of bad weather. He passed with flying colours and therefore as promised, he took me to eat Snow crab.

It is the posh-est restaurant he has ever brought me to and the most expensive dinner too. Snow crabs are larger than usual, sweeter and meatier and are white in colour. Only found in Western Australia.
Shark's fin! One each. I am so contented.

We cooked the crab in salted egg yolk. Very high in cholesterol but shiok. I chose this recipe because i don't think this style is offered in Singapore. It's a Hongkong restaurant.

That's my group working with a real non-profit organisation. We were to come up with a campaign plan for them. Boring topic, shan't talk about it. Ha ha.

Ocassionally, me and my house mates will find somewhere nice to dine.


On Sunday, 3 days before the bf is meant to leave for good.. i decided to throw a steamboat to celebrate my birthday in advance whilst he's still here. 4 weeks in advance, actually. Ha ha, kiasu right.

So i bought scallops, prawns, dumplings, sliced beef and so on. We were so stuffed, good thing my tax return got into the mail just in time.

And my dear house mate bought me a cake. Not knowing that, i already bought the famous apple struddle for dessert so we further stuffed ourselves.

My neighbours were supposed to come too (one couple who coincidentally works at my cafe too, and one old couple who i mentioned earlier was so nice to fix something up for my car window) The ang moh old couple has never heard or had a steamboat before, so i was looking forward to introducing them to the marvelous Chinese boiling pot of water. But alas, they had something on that night.

They made me pick up the candles with my mouth, so that's chocolate all over my face.



That's us looking stupid. Oh, and its so interesting to learn what costumes my house mate's boyfriends will buy them if they had too. One said 'nurse', the other said ' little devil'. So kinky! Hahaha, i won't tell you who said what. Don't think its very nice to reveal their identity. My bf said he will buy me kid's clothes. Phil exclaimed, " AH! Phaedophile!"

But i am quite sure my bf is joking.

P.S I now know how many insects exist in my backyard because i locked myself out of my house one day and i had to climb over the wall into the backyard, hoping the side door is unlocked. But genius me, a few months back had to remind my house mates to lock the side doors to prevent burglars. So i too was locked out in the backyard. Had to wait an hour in the backyard for someone to get home and release me. So in between, i scrutinized every insect on the leaves and in the grass.

Is filial piety English?

Certain differences between westerners and asians are that westerners have children just so to complete a family. Asians, they have children just so they have a retirement plan. This then puts alot of pressure on the children, and maybe a little silly on the parents too. Cause if they have this bubble of their children taking care of them when they are old, what if the children decide not to. Won't they be utterly crushed?

This topic of discussion regularly comes up between me and my Australian older colleagues at work. They don't agree with the Asian idea of having children. But then again, filial piety never existed in their dictionary. They asked me if it's English. Maybe its French, like rendezvous. Thus they never knew there were such a word.

Which is really interesting, because it means they never had the culture of parents having kids as 'investments' and therefore they do not have filial piety in their dictionary. But as Asians, from young we already know that we ought to be filial.

That aside, something interesting over the weekend. Highlight of the exhibition was....

Ta da! This mister actually was stark naked and used his **** as a paint brush! Although his hand was covering it in the pictures, you actually really can see his **** dip in paint and PAINT! I didn't want to you know purposely zoom in, and stand at an angle where i can take a picture of him and everything. Thought i should be respectful lah.

And i must say, i applaud him. His paintings are good, judging that he did not use his hand. He was doing portraits for people. Initially, i thought it was $5 per picture (coz there was a sign that says 'picture with picasso's brush $5), and i wanted him to draw me. But the boyfriend said if it was only $5 per pop, his **** would have rot by now.

So then we saw another sign that says $49. So i didn't do it.


Not bad hor, so old already still got talent.

And this, is a stupid stupid stupid ride in bad taste. But it was an ingenious idea, too bad they didn't make full use of it. It was tauted the first sex train in the world, and cost one million dollars to make ( i do NOT BELIEVE!). The idea is like a ghost train in carnivals, except instead of ghosts, you go through dark tunnels in a cart, and see mannequin robots in compromising positions. So bad its worse than the cheap haunted houses in fun fairs.

Everything as you would already have guessed is towards sex.

Oh, and they have a center stage where shows go on every half hour. You have male strip shows, female strip shows, games, competitions like amateur strip show (where members of the public just go up and do their thing) so you see people of all sizes and shapes strutting their stuff. Not sure to laugh or do applaud them for their bravery.

And of course, main bulk of this exhibition is sale of products. From novelty gifts to toys to lingerie. I look like an absolute alien here. I bought something for my brothers, something to put in their room. I think its hilarious, but i know my parents will tut tut at it because its vulgar. But hey, you need a sense of humor in today's modern world. Mum, dad..you've been to Europe! You should have seen more than us!

The things on sale are ridiculously cheap compared to those in the shops. Soooo tempted to buy those novelty humor gifts. But i had chant the mantra "they are junk. they will collect dust. they are junk. they will collect dust." Oh, but i did give in to a few things...to save as presents for people

The End.

You know how you've made a decision, then life suddenly don't give you a choice. You know that kind of feeling? E.G i've made a decision to stay and work here, then suddenly i find out in the first place, i don't even have that choice to stay or leave BECAUSE i missed out ONE UNIT! Then suddenly i got this urge to return home quickly! Don't want to stay anymore.... Its the 'i WANT TO WIN kind of feeling'.

But any-o-how..i am seeing my programme chair now and fighting to see if i can waive off this missed unit with my advance standing from Singapore. Ivan, you should learn...not to give up. Always ask,ask, ask and try all solutions possible for the best of situation. Like your IS module.

So perhaps, maybe i still might be able to graduate after all :)

But even if so, there's so much i want to do here..like apply for that Japan Exchange programme where you go to Japan to teach English. They will teach you Japanese, and give you lodging and food and a minimal allowance. I like the way that sounds...

Or apply for that graduate work programme in Australian companies...like our industrial attachment back home. Even if i don't land with a permanent job after all these programmes, it's still an experience, i collect names for my resume, AND it satisfies that travel bug in me.

BUT if that last unit can't be waived off, then i will try applying to do this unit out of my course, Professional Placement. Which is again, industrial attachments, but the school arranges for you. And guess what, there are placements in Singapore's MDA. Hahahaa...

So yes, i got all these planned out. Now to fix my car...my ang moh neighbour opposite (old man) ACTUALLY came up with something for me to block my gaping window! Maybe my flapping plastic bags were an eye sore in his neighbourhood, or maybe he is very free, or maybe he's just nice.

I gave him cakes from my cafe :)

P.S i'm going to Sexpo tomorrow, the exhibition is at the convention center( sounds more educational and not sleazy right, being at the nation's CONVENTION CENTER) . Not sure if i'm going to post with pictures though. Don't want my parents to FREAK OUT! Hahahahaha...

Oh, the irony of it all.

I just got alerted by the school that i am missing one unit, therefore i am not to graduate this year. Just when i was in the dilemma whether to stay or return..now i don't have a choice :s

Think maybe at the end of it, i will get quite sick of Australia already and go home. Then Mummy will be very happy. Hahaha.

So much for my careful calculations and coming back in summer in hope of finishing a student life early. Aaaargh!!!!!

Thankfully, i've got savings and i haven't been asking Dad for sponsorship for a long time so i don't feel that bad. Hope it stays that way :S (fingers crossed)

I'm turning 22, damn old.

Journey to the After Life

That's the mummified cat.
The jars where the intestines, liver, kidney and what not are stuffed in. I saw the inside...its small and rotting. Haha, wonder how these wood stuff pass quarantine in the OZ customs. They are so strict... Each animal head symbolise a God which protects the organ, deemed very important to the Egyptians.

Missing out on the Louvre when i went France last year (because of the Xmas period, museums were closed), i went to the Egyptian antiquities exhibition in Perth imported from the Louvre. Entry cost$15, and i wasn't allowed to take pictures! (i took but got spotted by the security guard who watched me delete them) These pics are taken from the brochure.

Such a pity, i would like to show you the many coffins on display (one which the bf touched secretly despite the 'do not touch' sign, because he says "got to touch. thousand year old. will be lucky."), the mummified cat (Egyptians mummify animals as sacrifices(necks of cats were broken while alive), as pets in the afterlife or simply as meat in the afterlife)

oh,oh..and there was a 3000 year old bread! Yes, not 300, but 3000. It was entombed ready for feasting in the afterlife. It looked like a dead coral actually.

It's all very interesting...the Egyptian culture. I wonder where in the world does these ideas get planted in their heads. Mummification is very important to them, as a person without mummification when he dies risks haunting and plaguing the living with diseases. So as you all know, their insides (except their heart is left in the body, and their brain is thrown away) are taken out and kept in jars to be encased in the tomb. When they reach the underworld, they face judgment and their hearts are placed on a scale to weigh their life on Earth. It has to be balanced then they will pass on to 'heaven'. And so, spells are cast during the funeral to silence the heart, so that the mummy will pass judgment hall.

Slaves can also be mummified alive for their kings to serve them in the afterlife.But statues are also used with spells cast to make them come alive. Quite alot of dark magic actually. BUt wait, didn't some Chinese king had the thousands of statues in his tomb too?

Ok, i am quite tired of typing more. Not even sure if anyone reads...ha ha. My blog is not widely known and read. so yeaah....

The Wedding

I was looking forward to my first wedding in a western country but i must say i was a tad disappointed. Singapore's weddings are still better, at least the food are :P. We have shark's fin..braise duck etc. This was a buffet with lots of cold cuts. Cold crab, cold prawns...even the hot food are very westernised...lamb shanks etc, and although there were chinese style soya chicken, its too dry. They don't do ten course meals here like in Singapore, but they do have the option of either a buffet or the waiters serve appetizers, a main and dessert for a wedding.

Wedding receptions are usually at a garden, and alot of them hold it in the sunken garden of UWA. That's Alvin's university, i posted a picture of there with him quite some time back. This dinner was held in a hotel but a huge disappointment. Gifts here are not like ang baos in Singapore (but they do have wishing wells here, where you can put in money for the newly wed), but wishing lists where the couple indicate what they would like with a destinate shopping retailer and you can buy them what they want with that retailer. Quite a good idea actually, since its a win-win situation for all 3 parties. But i think chinese culture is we are all too pai seh to tell people what presents we want.

The wedding consisted of a passable band, food, speeches and ballroom dance performed by the couple. I made a mental note my wedding MUST have games, prizes, performances, a funny and entertaining MC, fun fair and perhaps fireworks. And you know how in shows the bride always throw her bouquet in the end? How come i never see it in real life?

But i must say the groom gave a good speech. They have a very bright future now. Only 27, and one's a doctor, the other an accountant. But they're asians so i suppose their wedding is more reserved so i can't really say i've been to a westernised wedding. I hear the westerner's wedding are more exciting with alcohol and cheeky games.

I didn't take alot of pictures because i didn't feel quite in place. They were 'new friends'.

Very interesting deco. Its marshmellows in the vase! Supplied with tea light candles which we roast the marshmellows with. And those silvery heart shaped things...we initially thought they were pebbles or some deco, definitely not to eat since it felt rock hard. But someone got so bored that she started biting it and voila, its chocolate!

That's the door gift. A photo frame..which i forgot to bring home.

I will drink this before it expires, on the 16th Nov. Me,myself and smooth banana.

The Royal Show

When Ivan and mum came last year, we took a train to Claremount and stood outside contemplating if we should pay $16 each to go into the royal show. Good thing we didn't, although it was very tempting seeing people coming out with HUGE soft toys and colourful bags full of goodies. This year i went, and it IS a waste of money ($22 entrance fee this year).

This is the most polite boy ever that i've met. See what i mean by you going green with envy at this place? Many people walk around with such huge toys! From playing the fair games. I wasn't confident in winning any, so didn't try my luck. Although one nice man at a stall let me play for free, but i bet he knew i'm a lousy aimer, thus the generosity. Haha.




I didn't take any rides as they were $8 each and i've sat my fair share of these rides in my 20 years. Yes, entrance fee is purely only entry.


Do we look like tai-tais?

It is a colourful place.
Look at the array of toys! Some were SURE-WIN. But then, it's equivalent to BUYING THE TOY!

There were farm animals as well, nothing interesting just that they stink.






i love the weather here!


I'm a premium breed.



Now, i'll end off with this amusing picture. What is that thing sticking out from the sheep's ass? I couldn't figure it out.

Oh gosh, i seem to have put on weight. Not good, not good. Being a student makes you snack alot you know. Otherwise i feel like sleeping...


We did not plan to go to the beach. Was actually meant to go get a love doll for Lawrence's birthday. But we passed by and couldn't resist not to step out.

As we've all kinda agreed, ang mohs cannot take pictures. We purposely stood by the sign to show that it weird having a 'no swimming' sign at the beach, but as you can see...it's cut off.

Sounds very familiar leh. Is there this in Singapore? Apparently the beef is good here. I still prefer Jack's Place. Reminds me of Jenny's treat :)

I had avacado beef. I thought its some special avacado sauce...chey, just some creamy sauce topped with one slice of the real fruit. I also can make!

The boyfriend told me when he was young, he asked his dad to buy him a remote control plane. But his dad did not buy him the toy, told him he needed a license to play in Singapore. And i guess his father IS smarter than me in buying one for him, because the remote control plane was short lived over the weekend. It crashed into the neighbour's tree and never took off again. Apparently, he's better at real planes.

He's taking online lessons now on how to fly a remote control plane. How irony!