Happy 1000th day My potato(late post)

First of all..i apologize cuz i should have posted this post on the 9th of May.However,due to "busy" and "hectic" schedule of mine..i was unable to post this out..hehe..

It has not been easy..surviving 999 days with my gf...in between,we had a lots of ups and downs..(trust me..its a LOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT)

Dealing with a relationship is not easy..especially a LDR(long distance Relationship)

Being together for so long..all i can say is..i love my gf more and more each day..and even with a lot of heat arguements,we never fail to love each other more everyday.

It wasn't easy being with her for this long,as i got a LOTTTTssssssssss of objections from her parents...(the mother was my teacher,and i was such a "good prefect" in school tat almost every teacher in the school can't forget my thick "record")


I miss you dearly my dear..




i wonder wil u cry like the baby above when u read this blog...




i wil here.."kwai kwai" and await for u to come back de..June 21th..i promise i wil be "kwai kwai"

Thank you for the card u made and posted to me..i was really shocked when i found out i received a card from aussie...^o^Y

haha..anyway..i already prepare a "pressie" for u when u come back..hehe..hope tat u wil really like it la..muahahaha...

Talent Show

There has been a boom and lots of “k-ching k-ching” $$$ in the entertainment industry with the introduction of creative reality and talent shows such as Amazing Race, America’s Next Top Model, American Idol, Britain’s Got Talent and lots more.

I used to be hooked in front of the laptop downloading and watching America’s Next Top Model and hogging the TV at home for hours and hours just to watch the latest season of Amazing Race (the US version… not the Asia one cos the Asia one is pretty lame *cough cough*). The latest addition to my crazy TV addict programs list is......

It is similar with Britain’s Got Talent but of course, without meany Simon Cowell. The judges are Red Symons, who plays the Australian version of Simon Cowell (guess it’s a norm to have a mean judge in every talent show… sigh~), Tom Burlinson (don’t know much bout him but he’s way much more better looking than Red) and the very pretty, sexy and talented Dannii Minogue. Best of all, its host by Grant Denyer which is also the host of “It Takes Two” and “Dancing with the Starts”. He’s a real cutie and also a shortie *ha ha ha*.

Red Symons

Tom Burlinson

Dannii Minogue

Grant Denyer

This show is like the coolest talent show ever existed in the television history. And best of all is that Australia’s Got Talent is showed on national TV, not on pay-tv like Australia’s Next Top Model. Australia’s Got Talent is so cool that they accept any type of talents on the show. Be it dancing, singing, whistling, acrobats, and heaps more. What really caught my attention was the performance by these 2 guys using giant slinky. Both of them are really talented and gifted. I really respect them. They call themselves as “Carpe Idiotus”.

This dynamic duo is made up of a singer/songwriter and a performer which has hilarious humour. I find that they are another version of the “Umbilical Brothers” that never fails to put a smile on your face on a dull day.

I shall bore u no more with the facts and let you check out one of their performances on Australia’s Got Talent.

You can also check out more on them at their website http://www.wcp.net.au/

Here's another video, from Britain's Got Talent. The performance was so cool :)

Enjoy & Have a nice weekend ahead!!

~ Time flies ~

How time flies. It seems like it was only yesterday that I had step my foot into kindergarden (a.k.a. pre/playschool) and *pooooff* all of a sudden, here I am doing my *hopefully* final year of my undergraduate studies. I can still remember the first day I stepped into kindergarden, the teachers, Sisters (nuns) and my kiddy classmates. I’m proud to say that I spent my first 8 years of education in a convent. Nope, that doesn’t make me a nun or a religious person, and no, I’m not a Christian *yet* either.

This school goes by the name of S.R.K (Convent). Those who have been to Cameron will surely know where this school is. It has this super huge wording “plastered” on the hill slope where the school is located.

This is the front / main entrance to the Church in Convent

This school is not the average convent school found throughout Malaysia and I bet that this is the most unique convent school there is in the whole wide world. I bet that this is the only Convent school in Malaysia that is still run by the nuns (it was still when I left for secondary school), and I bet my purse on it that this is the only Convent school that is ......

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I’m trying to make you guys “kan cheong”… pls show some “kan cheong-ness”

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A co-ed school!!! Yeap, you read it correctly. Its co-ed!

*just in case you've been too stress studying and cant differentiate btwn a guy and a girl :P*

We not only have the nuns around the school, but we also have orang asli (aborigines) students studying in that school and also guys studying in it as well. How cool is that? See I told you that this Convent is unique. It ain’t no average Joe’s convent school *wink wink*

It is still a co-ed school right up to this very day! I’ve a quite a number of guy friends who either studied there during their kiddy years and/or during primary school. Well, these guys are not gay! I can bet my life on that!! Why? Because the owner of this blog (a.k.a. my potato) is one of them *ahem ahem*

**I think my potato is gonna turn me into a mash potato and hash brown after reading this post. So friends, please do not eat any mash potatoes or hashbrown when you’re in KFC, McD, etc.. cos you will be eating me LOL**

This would probably be how I look like after being bashed, mashed and turned into food.

The reason why it is a co-ed school is because of (i) the small town population; (ii) limited number of good primary schools; (iii) *my guess is that* Cameron folks are just not ready to accept a bias gender school, (but this is so untrue as I made this up :P). What I meant by good school is that, this school has some of the best, brightest, competitive, obedient, athletic and not to mention the richest and ‘politically-powerful’ (cos the parents are politicians or some ‘big shot’ in Cameron) students. And it is sad to say that yours truly doesn’t fit into any of the categories above. *nyek*

There are only 4 primary schools in this small town called Tanah Rata, which is the main town for Cameron cos there’s where the banks, hospital and government offices are located. There is a Chinese school, Tamil school and 2 kebangsaan schools – SRK Convent and SRK Tanah Rata (SRK T.R.) (I suppose they couldn’t come up with some fancy name… LOL).

Well, these two kebangsaan schools are very competitive among each other, so much so that, when I was still studying there, we were ‘brain-washed’ by our peers and seniors that everybody from SRK T.R. are our enemies. This was so bad that I couldn’t help myself but to hate everybody from that school as well. We’ll call them names or bitch about them when they win some tournaments and steal the trophy from our school. We’ll call them liars, cheaters, and the judges/referees are being biased or being blackmailed by the school. Ha ha… those good old days~.

I used to *not hate them* just don’t really fancy them as my friends until I went to secondary school, where I finally see what true friends meant. Not only did we become good friends with few of those from SKTR, there were practically the only people that would mix around with us. (‘We’ / ‘Us’ are referring to my best friend and me). Why?

I shall spare you guys the agony of reading a super long post. I shall continue it next time =)

Ciao~

Singapore true Story.....from an unknowned source

A certain rich businessman had a beautiful daughter, who fell in love with
a guy who was a cleaner.

When the girl's father came to know about their love, he did not
like it at all, and so began to protest about it.

Now it happened that the two lovers decided to leave their homes
for a happy future. The girl's father started searching for the two
lovers but could not find them.

At last, he accepted their love and asked them to come back home in a local
newspaper.Her father said 'If you both come back I will allow you to marry.
I accept that you love each other truly.'

So in this way, their love won and they returned home.

The couple went to town to shop for the wedding dress.He was
dressed in a white shirt that day. While he was crossing the road to the
other side to get some drinks for his fiancee, a car came and hit him and
he died on the spot. The girl lost her senses. It was only after some time
that she recovered from her shocked. The funeral and cremation was the very
next day as he had died horribly.

Two nights later, the girl's mother had a dream in which she saw an old
lady. The old lady asked her mother to wash the blood stains of the guy
from her daughter's dress as soon as possible. But her mother ignored the
dream.

The next night her father had the same dream, he also ignored it.

Then when the girl had the same dream the next night,she woke up in fear
and told her mother about the dream. Her mother asked her to wash the
clothes which have blood stains immediately.

She washed the stains but some remained. Next night she again had the same
dream she again washed the stains but some still remained.

Next night she again had the same dream and this time the old lady gave her
a last warning to wash the blood stain, or else something terrible will
happen. This time the girl tried her best to wash the stains,and the
clothes nearly tore, but some stains still remained.

She was very tired.

In the late evening the same day while she was alone at home,
someone knocked the door. When she opened the door she saw the same old
lady in her dream standing at her door.

She got very scared and fainted.

The old lady woke her up... and gave her a blue object, which
shocked the girl.. She asked 'What is this...?'

The old lady replied...


'Aiyaa....try DYNAMO Liquid Soap... just a dab and it will remove all
stubborn stains !!!' ...........

A very special day. . .

A day like this don’t come by so often. In a matter of fact, such day only comes every one thousand days. What am I blabbing about? It’s my 1000^th day anniversary with my beloved darling (potato). How can I not include such a yummy nick name of my dearest into this serious post.

I can’t believe that it has been 1000 days already since we first start dating. It feels like it was just yesterday, that we’ve been trying to sort out the problems we had, deciding which path to walk on – to continue on with the stressful relationship or just to give up. I’m very grateful that we’ve stayed on for so long. Never would I have imagined that such memorable day would occur in my life.

Being my boyfriend for the past 1000 days must have been very stressful job for you. Constantly being targeted by ‘you-know-who’ and keeping up with my tantrums. You are a real miracle worker (not saying that you’re my servant ok! :P) Thanks for being such a wonderful companion accompanying me through the toughest days in my life. Thanks for always being there for me. You never failed to make me happy everyday, no matter how down I am. You’re always full of ideas and ways to turn a choppy sea into a calm, gentle flowing river.

I love you so much!! In another 3 months time we’ll be celebrating our 3^rd year being together. I’m so looking forward to it. Finally, we can spend such occasions together, no longer separated by distance. Happy 1000^th day anniversary to you my darling!! Looking forward to spending thousands and thousands of days with you in the future.

Love you lots... your potato, Junie :P

A nice joke i read

After another boring day at work..i was "busy" with all the blog reading as i suft the net..and i saw 1 blogger name

Hor ny Ang Moh...

and there is something from his blog tat i wan to share with u all

U Have To Be A 'Botak' ( Monk )!!!

A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?

The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no other that he has ever heard. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, We can't tell you. You're not a monk.

The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery.

The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car.

That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.

The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the monks reply,

We can't tell you. You're not a monk.

The man says, All right, all right. I'm dying to know.

If the only way I can find out what that sound was, is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?

The monks reply, you must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.

The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, I have traveled the earth and devoted my life to the task demanded and have found what you had asked for. There are 371,145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.

The monks reply, Congratulations, you are correct and now you are a monk

We shall now show you the way to the sound.

The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, the sound is behind that door.

The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He asks, May I have the key?

The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.

Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man requests the key to the stone door.

The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. And so it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald,...

...silver, topaz, and amethyst.

Finally, the monks say, This is the key to the last door

The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is astonished to find the source of that strange sound. It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight.

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. . . But I can't tell you what it is because YOU are not a monk.

DON'T SWEAR AT ME;