Just a short one coz no time!
Green green paddy field
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Krazzy Kats
We have new additions to our household! I wasnt keen at all of taking them in, but my hubby did the unthinkable - brought them home without my approval. :-O But that's another story to be filed under "101 things husbands shouldnt do without risk of getting mauled by wives".
Can you see him peeking from underneath the curtain?? His name is Ash...i named him, no points for guessing how he got his name..
Ash in their cage, about 1 month back..he was having a massive bout of flu then.. Hubby has since learnt that vets are money suckers ..
And this is Ginger! Again, if you cant guess why she is named what she is, you're certified color blind.
Ash is a British shorthair and Ginger is a Scottish fold, although her ears are no longer folded much nowadays.
Nonetheless, i've grown to be fond of them...
Can you see him peeking from underneath the curtain?? His name is Ash...i named him, no points for guessing how he got his name..
Ash in their cage, about 1 month back..he was having a massive bout of flu then.. Hubby has since learnt that vets are money suckers ..
And this is Ginger! Again, if you cant guess why she is named what she is, you're certified color blind.
Ash is a British shorthair and Ginger is a Scottish fold, although her ears are no longer folded much nowadays.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Bandung
I was in Bandung, Indonesia over the weekend with CY's friends. Prior to the trip i had very limited knowledge of the place and its interests, what i knew i gathered from my malay colleagues who have been there before - cool highlands weather, outlets shopping haven, super sweet and tasty bananas (swear i didnt make tat up) and umm...nothing else!
And this is one trip that i totally didnt arrange or plan any itinery, coz the last time i had some sort of expectations on the bali trip, i got so bothered that i didnt get to go to Tanah Lot and had a huge fight with Cy- him thinking that i shd just follow the group's wishes and me thinking that i can do my own thing. Oh well, still learning..... heh...
So, here comes the pig...i mean, the pix!
That's a crater. Volcano area- some active, others sleeping, the rest dead.
Group pic, 7 of us including JH, who's taking the pic.
My hair looks great....
The local huts selling souvenirs and local products. Prices are ok, ppl are not crookish(!).Though we are pretty much sure that the strawberries have been dipped in syrup- wayyy too sweet... The blueberries are very blue, though...
Having our "Goreng" lunch consisting of Goreng Pisang, Goreng Tauhu, Goreng UBi, Goreng Tempeh, Goreng Sayur,... No chili sauce given, though they throw in some cili padi. Me no dare! The rest said it's very fragrant.
Hello group! My Bata sandals are still very comfy and sturdy, i'm happy to report! That's probably the 3rd plastic bag of "gorengs". IDR1,000 for 1 pc, around RM1 for 3 pcs. Malaysian price i supposed.
We went to Kampung Daun for late lunch/early dinner. The concept is that they have huts for each group of diners set amid the lush green forest (doesnt matter if it's landscaped).
Cy and i are struck with the newly weds' curse. Must swear off suppers!
Dono what its called in english - cotton candy??
Dinner arrived! This is my nasi tempel - rice cooked in banana leaf, quite fragrant but not amazing. But i love tempeh of all kinds, and they gave quite a big piece, so i'm sated.
Cy's nasi goreng sthing. Our sate's much better.
Supposedly the duck on the left corner is very good, but i'm not keen on ducks...
Sup oxtail. Too cold to be enjoyed fully. That's one disadvantage of not eating in a cramped hot restaurant, since the kitchen's probably a mile away, most of the food is already cool when they reach us. I don't blame the waiters, i also wouldnt be walking to and fro the kitchen to deliver 1 dish everytime 1 is cooked.
with Yeeshyun, the pretty mommy.
That's the pretty daddy. haha..
hello pretty troopers!!
Having our "Goreng" lunch consisting of Goreng Pisang, Goreng Tauhu, Goreng UBi, Goreng Tempeh, Goreng Sayur,... No chili sauce given, though they throw in some cili padi. Me no dare! The rest said it's very fragrant.
Hello group! My Bata sandals are still very comfy and sturdy, i'm happy to report! That's probably the 3rd plastic bag of "gorengs". IDR1,000 for 1 pc, around RM1 for 3 pcs. Malaysian price i supposed.
We went to Kampung Daun for late lunch/early dinner. The concept is that they have huts for each group of diners set amid the lush green forest (doesnt matter if it's landscaped).
Cy and i are struck with the newly weds' curse. Must swear off suppers!
Dono what its called in english - cotton candy??
Dinner arrived! This is my nasi tempel - rice cooked in banana leaf, quite fragrant but not amazing. But i love tempeh of all kinds, and they gave quite a big piece, so i'm sated.
Cy's nasi goreng sthing. Our sate's much better.
Supposedly the duck on the left corner is very good, but i'm not keen on ducks...
Sup oxtail. Too cold to be enjoyed fully. That's one disadvantage of not eating in a cramped hot restaurant, since the kitchen's probably a mile away, most of the food is already cool when they reach us. I don't blame the waiters, i also wouldnt be walking to and fro the kitchen to deliver 1 dish everytime 1 is cooked.
with Yeeshyun, the pretty mommy.
That's the pretty daddy. haha..
hello pretty troopers!!Oh btw, Captain America's quite good, i liked it...:-)
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Aye, aye
Press Release
Celebrate freedom, not fear
The Malaysian Bar deeply deplores the action by the Jabatan Agama Islam Selangor (“JAIS”) who, with the assistance of Polis DiRaja Malaysia, rudely interrupted a thanksgiving dinner hosted by a community-based non-governmental organisation and held at Damansara Utama Methodist Church two days ago.We welcome the statement of regret offered by the Menteri Besar of Selangor over the incident, and his call for JAIS to furnish a detailed report on the incident.
We trust that appropriate disciplinary action will be taken if JAIS officers are found to have exceeded their authority in this regard. The civil authorities cannot allow the Islamic department to wantonly disrespect the fundamental rights and liberties of all citizens to gather and associate freely with one another. Especially in this month of Ramadhan, one would have hoped that the Islamic religious authorities in Selangor would have focused their attention on more constructive pursuits rather than the disruption of a community thanksgiving dinner that brought together people of various races and faiths in peace, harmony and unity. This is the true spirit of Malaysia which we must value, uphold, protect and defend.
We know of no prohibition in law against Muslims entering the premises of a Christian church, nor of being part of the audience in a thanksgiving event held in such a place, even if such an event were to contain certain religious elements such as prayer and singing. By conducting such a raid, video-recording a part of the event, rummaging and removing the contents of garbage bags and then taking down the particulars of Muslims found in attendance, treating them as though they had somehow broken the law, JAIS has besmirched the good name and sullied the hard-earned reputation of Malaysia and her peoples for multi-racial, multi-cultural and multi-faith acceptance.
This action on the part of JAIS, coming so closely after the insensitive public service announcements released by television station 8TV, does not bode well for the future of inter-racial and inter-faith harmony in our country. If, after almost 54 years of independence in Peninsular Malaysia, a state Islamic authority and a national television company can still display a form of arrogant authoritarianism and callous condescension in their actions, then we must collectively ask ourselves where we have failed as a nation.
Moderation has increasingly given way to mindless orthodoxy, and those in authority have parted company with common sense.Let us all recommit ourselves, in this mutual month of Ramadhan and Merdeka, to a practice of faith or belief that will free our lives from fear, and a pursuit of ideals that will free our thoughts from binding shackles, both of which our forefathers struggled so hard to achieve.
Lim Chee Wee
PresidentMalaysian Bar
5 Aug 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Yin's wedding in Nov 10
More than half a year, talk about efficiency eh?? Well, Yin had her wedding way back in Nov last year, more than a month before mine. Here are 2 pix of the beautiful Yin and her equally beautiful (ahem!) friends on her big day..
Her theme for jimui was pink. I got my pink dress from Sg wang for RM30! Cheapo and proud of it!!
Be blessed always, dear fren!
Her theme for jimui was pink. I got my pink dress from Sg wang for RM30! Cheapo and proud of it!!
Be blessed always, dear fren!Wednesday, July 13, 2011
July 9th, 2011 - Clean Msia Up!!
Okay, so the day has came and gone- i wasnt there, but my husband was. And he's mighty chuffed that he was there even when he got tear gassed and water cannonned. (look at minute 0:40 onwards hehe)
anyway, this came in the mail- no idea which lawyer wrote this, but i share the sentiment too :-
JUNE 28 — I used to be angry and that gave me the passion to study harder, to try and be a lawyer who does something great for humanity,if not for her country. But over the years, the anger turned intosadness, and then, finally, into the vacuum of apathy.Every day, we are trying hard to live in a system that is beingmisused and abused, sometimes even at the expense of our fundamentalliberties — our human rights; rights inherent within us as humans. Fartoo many people get bullied into thinking that this is all there isand all there will ever be.I was sick of it all and I had not even started practicing.
So when Ifinished Bar school in September 2007, I planned to stay on toexperience working life in the UK. I knew the Malaysian judiciary wasin a mess. In fact, I thought personally that the entire legalprofession was in stupor and that justice could never exist in myhome.Then one day a friend sent me an offline message. She said, “Oh myGod. Read the news. Your ‘loyars’ here are marching to the PrimeMinister’s office!”When I started reading the news, the words did not quite make sense to me:“Lawyers walking for change!”, “JUDICIAL REFORM IN MALAYSIA!”, “Whenlawyers walk, something must be very wrong.”, “The Malaysian Bar —Walking for Justice”…Apa tu? Well, whilst I sat there on my chair wrapped in 10 layers ofcotton and wool, and hoping that something wonderful would fall ontomy lap in the UK, the lawyers back in my country were walking underthe tropical rain and marching on for a revolution in the Malaysianjustice system.I watched the Youtube videos a few days after, and then I saw thethen-president of the Malaysian Bar give her speech at the walk.I thought, wow, the moment I was waiting for ever since I startedreading law had just come and gone; and I had done absolutely nothingto be part of that monumental occasion. Instead I had chosen to find abetter life elsewhere — far, far away from everything and everyone Iknew.I watched this lawyer-mother-wife try to lead a band of people underthe rain calling upon the Malaysian government to act upon corruptionand clean up the justice system. She was calm and assertive at thesame time; it was confusing and perplexing! “What the hell were thesepeople doing?” I thought to myself very quietly.
It has been more than three years. Shortly after March 8, 2008, Ireturned to Malaysia. I have met many brilliant and fearless lawyerswho continue to defend justice and equality relentlessly, who seek toprotect the welfare of everyone, and not just for their own interestor of their clients’. I finally saw the legal profession come alivebefore my very eyes. And I thought, damn. I wish I was standing thereright next to them, where it all began.On July 9, 2011, the very same woman who stood in the rain over threeyears ago will be leading a tide of Malaysians in a rally to expressto the government that we are not happy with the manner with which wevote for the leaders of our country, that we are not happy with moneypolitics, corruption and nepotism.We want the government of Malaysia to take off the attitude ofcomplacency. We are sick of being told to just shut up and listen. Wewant the future leaders of our country to know that while some of usmay have become tranquilized by materialism, the rest of us actuallycare about the welfare of this nation and we want to have a fair andtransparent channel of voting. Nothing more, nothing less.Ambiga Sreenevasan leading the movement for Malaysia’s electoralreform this time serves as a strong reminder for why I had decided tobe a lawyer. It also reaffirms my lost conviction that not all lawyersare self-centered, greedy, shallow stabs.
On July 9, I shall havemarked a day of my life where I will be walking with one of thegreatest woman lawyers ever, who will flood the streets of KL with herstrong sense of justice and passion for the people of Malaysia. Ittakes someone who has everything to lose to champion for democracy andjustice without any fear or favor. That’s guts.
anyway, this came in the mail- no idea which lawyer wrote this, but i share the sentiment too :-
JUNE 28 — I used to be angry and that gave me the passion to study harder, to try and be a lawyer who does something great for humanity,if not for her country. But over the years, the anger turned intosadness, and then, finally, into the vacuum of apathy.Every day, we are trying hard to live in a system that is beingmisused and abused, sometimes even at the expense of our fundamentalliberties — our human rights; rights inherent within us as humans. Fartoo many people get bullied into thinking that this is all there isand all there will ever be.I was sick of it all and I had not even started practicing.
So when Ifinished Bar school in September 2007, I planned to stay on toexperience working life in the UK. I knew the Malaysian judiciary wasin a mess. In fact, I thought personally that the entire legalprofession was in stupor and that justice could never exist in myhome.Then one day a friend sent me an offline message. She said, “Oh myGod. Read the news. Your ‘loyars’ here are marching to the PrimeMinister’s office!”When I started reading the news, the words did not quite make sense to me:“Lawyers walking for change!”, “JUDICIAL REFORM IN MALAYSIA!”, “Whenlawyers walk, something must be very wrong.”, “The Malaysian Bar —Walking for Justice”…Apa tu? Well, whilst I sat there on my chair wrapped in 10 layers ofcotton and wool, and hoping that something wonderful would fall ontomy lap in the UK, the lawyers back in my country were walking underthe tropical rain and marching on for a revolution in the Malaysianjustice system.I watched the Youtube videos a few days after, and then I saw thethen-president of the Malaysian Bar give her speech at the walk.I thought, wow, the moment I was waiting for ever since I startedreading law had just come and gone; and I had done absolutely nothingto be part of that monumental occasion. Instead I had chosen to find abetter life elsewhere — far, far away from everything and everyone Iknew.I watched this lawyer-mother-wife try to lead a band of people underthe rain calling upon the Malaysian government to act upon corruptionand clean up the justice system. She was calm and assertive at thesame time; it was confusing and perplexing! “What the hell were thesepeople doing?” I thought to myself very quietly.
It has been more than three years. Shortly after March 8, 2008, Ireturned to Malaysia. I have met many brilliant and fearless lawyerswho continue to defend justice and equality relentlessly, who seek toprotect the welfare of everyone, and not just for their own interestor of their clients’. I finally saw the legal profession come alivebefore my very eyes. And I thought, damn. I wish I was standing thereright next to them, where it all began.On July 9, 2011, the very same woman who stood in the rain over threeyears ago will be leading a tide of Malaysians in a rally to expressto the government that we are not happy with the manner with which wevote for the leaders of our country, that we are not happy with moneypolitics, corruption and nepotism.We want the government of Malaysia to take off the attitude ofcomplacency. We are sick of being told to just shut up and listen. Wewant the future leaders of our country to know that while some of usmay have become tranquilized by materialism, the rest of us actuallycare about the welfare of this nation and we want to have a fair andtransparent channel of voting. Nothing more, nothing less.Ambiga Sreenevasan leading the movement for Malaysia’s electoralreform this time serves as a strong reminder for why I had decided tobe a lawyer. It also reaffirms my lost conviction that not all lawyersare self-centered, greedy, shallow stabs.
On July 9, I shall havemarked a day of my life where I will be walking with one of thegreatest woman lawyers ever, who will flood the streets of KL with herstrong sense of justice and passion for the people of Malaysia. Ittakes someone who has everything to lose to champion for democracy andjustice without any fear or favor. That’s guts.
May God bless our home.....
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