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Everyone has their fair share of the earthquake experience. Mine isn’t excluded.
I was in a car with my family members when the quake happened. All of us were waiting in car for my bro who dropped by a dental clinic for a quick inspection on his braces. Busy buried my nose in Hunger Games ebook, I knew the car shook but didn’t bother to voice it out. I was on chapter 21 where Katniss was about to attend the feast and therefore other 4 senses automatically ‘shunned down’ except for my eyes.
It was my mum who voiced out on the shook. She cried, “who shakes the car so violently?“
I was still reading, but it slower pace. My mind began to feel dizzy – the shook was indeed hard, but the drive of continue reading was so strong that I replied, “must be Dad, shaking his legs.“
My dad was reading newspaper at the front passenger side, he stopped reading too, inspecting the shook (I supposed) before looking at us via the back mirror and said, “Not me. I didn’t shake. Must be ah girl.“
My dad meant me. I sat upright, the shook was less violent now. My dad turned to face us, locking gaze with me and I can tell both of us were figuring out what was happening.
Then the shook stopped.
Today I’m feeling very spiritual.
I didn’t know what hits me – I just couldn’t stop listening to chants the whole day. And when I said chant, it’s not the normal chants that you used to hear in temples but the very relaxing chants from Imee Ooi. I’ve never been so relaxed for so long. The last time I had such feeling was when I went for IDC. This feeling is so awesome, so peaceful. Even when negativity surrounded me earlier, I’ve managed to manage it very well. I’m so amazed with myself – to be frank. Big Lol!
Eh wait. I did feel at peace when I was at Shi-tennoji temple. Prolly it was because there’s a monk chanting that time. The power of words. Haha! Or was it physiology effect?
Anyway this is my current addiction. If not mistaken, ‘Namo Amitabha’ is repeated 108 times.
As I was checking my Facebook wall feed, the house phone rang. He picked up the phone and answered in perfect English politely.
I smiled, as old thought came to me.
4 years ago, sitting at the back of the lecture hall with my good friends Wenyan and BoonHui, we were talking about guys while the lecturer taught in front. We spoke on the type of guy we hope to date. All three of us were single back then, so it’s not a surprise that this topic was brought up.
If not mistaken, they mentioned of hoping to meet someone that cares, loves and treats them well. Not forgetting, he must be intelligent too.
As for me, I told them I would like someone who can speak English very well cz I want him to order food for me.
All laughed and said, ‘why? You can’t order on your own is it?’
I replied, ‘can BUT I prefer him to do for me. Gentleman mah’ – and I laughed too.
Little did I know, I truly gotten a man who speaks excellent English. Prolly Cupid passed by and granted my wish by shooting ‘love arrows’ to both of us, lol!
Oh my, my English speaking man had ended his call. Time to hit the mall! 
Hello world! Today’s New Year Eve! It’s time for yearly reflection and I shall let the photos do the reflection for me instead of words. Haha!
1. Awesome weekend gateway to Medan! Breathtaking scenery along the way to Lake Toba.
2. I saw Jay Chou with my own eyes!
It’s been ages since I own my own pair of sport shoes. The last time I bought a sport shoes was before entering uni. I wore brand new to the uni orientation and guess what, the sport shoes went into the muddy lake of 12th Residential College. –” I was sakit hati, but then better to wear sport shoes when entered rather than going into unknown ‘water’ with slippers.
And I washed my sport shoes 3 times after that. It stank so bad. Urgh.
Since then I never bother to get a sport shoes. It’s always sneakers or pumps or heels or slippers! I wore slippers to lecture hall and now to work! Haha! The thought of buying a sport shoes never came to me because I seldom exercise and when I did, mum would ask me to wear hers because she didn’t wear them anymore and so on.
How about the dance team I joined in uni? That, we went barefooted. Don’t ask me why. Both feet would be so black at the end of the dance session because we helped the janitors to wipe the floor. –”
The need of getting a proper sport shoes first came when I joined my colleague for an aerobic class at PISA. I wore an old sneaker there, and guess what, my sneaker tore at the end of the session. It finally gave way after a month of wearing them to work.
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