Yesterday, we went to Nilai Memorial Park to visit grandfather. As usual, we had to get up like extra early so that it doesn't get too hot when we're busy cleaning the grave later. By 7.30am, there must've been like hundreds of people there already:

First stop was of course the temple.

After that, we proceeded to clean my grandfather's grave. Here's a picture of my grandfather's "house". As you can see, he lived past 80 years old... And the "funny" thing bout my family is that... my grandfather has 3 different surnames: Lai, Loi and Lee. All my uncles and aunties have different surnames. Like how we're Lai, but my auntie's Loi and so forth.

After that, we made a detour to visit my grandparents (mother's side)... an annual affair too.

Here's a picture of my favourite grandfather... the one who used to call me "maemee" in teochew. Of all my grandparents, I like him the most and I was told that I was also one of his favourite grandchildren. His death came as a shock and for sometime, it was hard to accept that he will forever be gone. I remembered dreaming bout him once. Everything seemed so real that when I got up knowing that it was all but just a dream, I cried uncontrollably. After so many years, I still think of him occasionally and that's how much I miss him.

Dear "gong gong"... may you rest in peace...

P.S. "maemee" is pronounced as "may + mi" not "mar mee" not "mam my" and definitely not "meow mee". You can criticise me but DO NOT ridicule the name that my "gong gong" gave me. Just like how "gong gong" has a special place in my heart, the name that he gave me will forever have a special meaning in my life. Thank you.

Warning: Crude post ahead. Not for those with chicken hearts and definitely not for those who are below 18 years old. Scramble off NOW if you're one!

I was super pissed off this morning with a colleague of mine.
First thing first, I'm not even close to her.
So when she asked me bout my bonus, I said it was good.

But from then on, everytime she sees me, she says:
YOU must buy lunch!
At first I ignored her but she kept repeating herself!
Worst still, she happily popped by my place this morning and said:
SOMEBODY MUST BUY LUNCH!!!
And proceeded to tell the same thing to my colleague:
SHE MUST BUY LUNCH!!!

I was so damn pissed off that I had to grip the table to deliver this note with enough sarcasm.
So in a low voice and with a deadly stare, I said:
Why must I buy you lunch? (pause)
I worked my ass off for my own bonus. (pause)
What have you done that warrants the lunch? (pause)
Did you play any role in helping me complete my tasks? (raised eyebrow at her)
Then gave her a really sweet smile...

I got the reaction I wanted. She was struck dumb for a few seconds!
But she recovered and said: Joking la... yor...

Now this is what I don't understand...

I get good bonus and therefore I need to buy you lunch???
Who the fuck are you???
Don't you know that this is what they call the PERFORMANCE bonus???
If you are an incompetent bitch at work and your bonus sucks, is that my problem???

So if I am rich and you are poor...
Am I OBLIGATED to donate my wealth to you???

Back to the same question:
WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE... YOU GREEDY BITCH!!!
I SPEND MY MONEY THE WAY I CHOOSE TO AND YOU HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHT TO DEMAND ANYTHING FROM ME.
NOW BUGGER OFF ALREADY!

My eyesight has been blur the past few weeks. Not sure if it's because of lethargy or if the "lasik" effects are wearing off given that I'm forever in front of my laptop.

FYI... I got my "lasik" done last year. I just got up one fine day and decided that I've had enough of contact lenses. Given my working hours, I have my contacts on for over 8 hours nearly every day. And of cos, this is bad for the eyes... and they are forever dry or sore (from infections).

So I happily drove to Optimax in TTDI to get my eyes checked and after a series of tests, I was told that my corneas are suitable for the "lasik" operation. I then proceeded to set a date and drove home again (still in a jovial mood).

On the day of the operation, I was suddenly scared but I told myself that I was doing the right thing and forced myself to carry on...

• I was given a set of hospital gown to change into which was kinda weird, considering that they will only be operating my eyes...?
• Then I was ushered to this machine where they had to mark my cornea with a marker... I was supposed to open my eyes wide without blinking... but it was rather uncomfortable cos everytime they put a dot, I'll blink out of reflex... (and I think they marked like 5 dots on each eye)
• After that, I was led into this semi dark operating theater and was asked to lie down on a chair that was rather similar to those at the dentists...
• The minute I lied down, tears started raining down my cheeks cos they had this blinding spotlight on!
• Out of no where, someone just came and pulled my eyelids (both upwards and downwards) and had them TAPED... and of cos I couldn't close or blink my eyes after that...
• Then someone else came to "wash" my eyes non-stop...
• At the same time, the doctor guided my view gently towards green light that I was supposed to focus on for 30 seconds (had difficulty focusing with one eye covered and the other one taped)
• During the time, I was warned not to squeeze my eyes or move them...
• Then the doctor proceeded to cut out a circular like shape on my cornea to form a flap...
• All was ok until the laser process started...
• The green light that I was focusing on... turned red and along with it, there was this burnt smell! It was as if they were cooking my eyeballs!
• Once that was done... they closed the cornea flap back... and walla, next eye!

The minute I got out of the room, my eyesight was already showing improvements... but an hour after that, they hurt like hell. I kept tearing (even with my sunglasses on) until a point where it was just too painful to open them... everything just seemed so bright... way too bright for my sensitive eyes that my bf had to guide me (like how one would guide a blind man).

But after a looooong nap... my eyes felt ok... (then again my parents dimmed all the lights)... That night, I stood at a distance in front of my house clock... although I could see the numbers, they were still rather blur...

The following morning, I got up to a perfect clear view of my surroundings without having to scramble for my glasses! At that moment, I felt like the luckiest person on earth! But to be doubly sure, I stood in front of the same clock once again and at the same distance as the night before... only this time, I could see all the numbers clearly!

Well, that has been over 6 months now... and my check up is due soon... :)

Hmmm... I'm kinda happy today...

For the past 2 days, I've been away from work to attend an external training.
Today was the final day and we were told that there will be an exam of 25 questions.
Passing mark was set at 72% which meant that one cannot have more than 7 questions wrong.
If one fails the exam, he/she will be given only the certificate of attendance.
Plus, the result will be posted back to our Human Resource.
Likewise, if one passes the exam, he/she will be given an additional cert.

Needless to say... everyone was kinda "kan chiong"...
I mean... when was the last time you ever sat for an exam la right!
But it was getting late and everyone was anxious to leave...
So when the guy asked us how much time was required for revisions...
Everyone said 5 minutes!

But guess what???
Out of the 7 people who attended the training...
Everyone failed the exam except me!
I got 84% and most of my colleagues only got about 60%!

Although this meant nothing, I'm still happy lor...
No harm to "syiok sendiri" la right... hehehehe...

Note:
Am not suggesting that my colleagues are dumb k...
They are smart professionals in reality plus
(1) The questions were really tricky
(2) Everyone was sleepy at 5 in the evening

So ya... today's a happy day aaaaannnnnddddd I get to have an additional cert to my collections! Hoohoo...

Today, we visited our grandmother's grave which is located all the way in Kuala Pilah, Negeri Sembilan. We started our journey 6am this morning. By 8.30am, we were already at Kuala Pilah town for breakfast. All was OK until my 8 years old niece said: "Everybody here is named Kee one...?". Puzzled, I took a look at the signages - Foon Kee, Ming Kee, Sing Kee:

We even had wanton mee here at Pang Kee *chuckles*:

Then it was another 30min drive before we reach the cemetery:

After about an hour being under the scorching hot sun... sweeping and cleaning the tomb, grandmother's grave is finally "cleaned" with 'lalang' all cleared. We then began the custom offering of food, tea, wine, joss sticks so that grandmother can enjoy the feast:


After praying and burning paper accessories, it was time to hit the road to journey back to KL. We only reached KL at 2pm... a full 8 hours since the time we started out this morning and boy was it tiring!

Next week we will be cleaning my grandfather's grave but this time nearer... at Nilai Memorial Park. And that's Qing Ming for us Chinese.

Makes one wonders if our ancestors could really receive the items we 'sent'. But I guess so la, else this tradition wouldn't have lived on till now...

[11.42pm] P.S. Not sure if my brain is fuzzy from the overdose of naps today... but I've been staring at my laptop for the past hour feeling down and low... It suddenly dawned upon me that my life now is like a ship that has suddenly lost its bearings in the middle of a vast ocean... Tho I'm really not sure why I'm feeling this way... this surely is a sad feeling... being forlorn... lost... and hopeless.... Sigh...

The weirdest/funniest conversation took place between me and my female colleague today. We were in the midst of waiting for another colleague when some guy stood in front of us:

Guy: Who are you gals waiting for?
Us: Colleague A, she has gone in to get some stuff...
Guy: Oh ok, you gals are with her huh...

Then when he walked past us, he patted my back and I went O_o WTF???!!! Who is that guy??? He just patted my back... Then we started this conversation:

Me: You know... the other day, I was at this festival... as I was walking pass a crowd, somebody tickled my ass!
Colleague: What? Tickled?
Me: Ya... such a bastard right...
Colleague: (Laughed for a full 10 seconds) You know... that's because you have no ass... else he would've groped you... instead he tickled you... (then proceeded to laugh like a mad hyena)
Me: Dumbass...
Colleague: Ya, ya... I know... I have a big ass so I'm groped like all the time... but tickled? Wahahahahahahaha...

Some people really have no sympathy you know... pui!

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