End of Summer 2011

If I were to pick a season, any season at all, I would pick summer. The weather is pleasant, and there are constant golden rays of the sun, but most importantly, I am back home where I belong.

but now…

my summer break is almost over. I even downloaded a countdown widget on my Dashboard – as the clock continues to tick, the days remains before I have to leave Miri gets shorter and shorter…. and shorter. Each year it gets harder to leave Miri than the last – it feels there are more things to leave behind.

How did my summer go?

To be honest, it couldn’t get any better.

Spending holidays with family, friends and blood relatives – even distant ones inks unforgettable memories. I even posted an album on my Facebook (you can only see it if you’re know me in person) about random things that happens in this three months – which is rare because I hardly shared any albums on Facebook. It’s ironic really, how i value my privacy so much on Facebook, where all is limited to 624 friends and here I am sharing everything to the world – unlimited access.


My first gathering is a farewell to the girl in green.

bye bye TSH

When I look at this picture now,  June 27th feels like a lifetime ago. It’s (once again) ironic, how a falling out can lead to a handful of close friends.


Moving on: Jane’s birthday.

You know, I thought I would run out of firsts to do, but this summer marks my first time going for karaoke…. in Miri. I sang horribly, I didn’t get half the lyrics of the songs, but the friends around, that counts more than the money spent. Plus, it was my awesome oldest sis (..old habit dies hard.) birthday.

Jane, the birthday girl

Before you see the next .gif image (i don’t know why i am doing this) but i want to clarify that i. am. not. pregnant… dress problem. Yes, we actually did the 1-10 posts…We are not the la-la girls, as how my cousin put it, hence not consistent. Jennie’s poses :  omg, i just noticed…. the standard poses of 1-10 !

click on the picture to see the 1-10 poses.


Also, I started work this summer. I wouldn’t call it intern, not exactly, because I didn’t get to put what I learn into practice. While friends are happily interning in air-conditioned offices, I am actually doing hard labour. I lasted more than a month, not because I could not bear with the sweat, but because there was nothing much I could do after they hired 15 new workers. And I hate doing nothing anywhere else besides home.

Initially, I was a little uncomfortable working with all the male native workers, but after a while I warmed up to them. There’s this guy I was pretty intimidated, with all dragon tattoos and his eyes, but then I realise he’s harmless too. Not that I’m counting on any help, but it’s nice to know there’s someone else to call when I landed in some deep sh*t. You know, show the scary faced and all.


Oh.. coming right up..  another first!

My first trip to Australia! Visiting Sydney is cool because my brother is there. More pictures of the trip here. The scarf my brother is wearing is finally m.i.n.e.  thanks brother. the best kind of guys are the kind who knows how to treat their sisters right HEHHEHEHE.

Sydney Harbour with brother.

Melbourne is alright, the best time was macroon-hunting. Hunting for food is always a pleasure. Some pictures of the melbourne trip here.


And when I came back from Australia, it was the best week in Miri! When my oldest cousin Adeline came for a visit, with their first-born Mya, and my first niece! She was so tiny that the first time I saw her I was so afraid I would break her bones. All of us grew so fond of her and is sad to see her leave.

cuteness overloaded.

I like to re-quote myself from the album description (if you cant see them… you missed out a lot)

“The Ng’s, the Yong’s, the Yee’s, the Lee’s, the Donald’s, the Virakorn’s.. we are all family (:”

four generations, one picture.

I like this picture most. my parents standing at the background, my grandmother resting on the armchair, me, and my niece. Four generations, one picture. Thanks to my cousin YJ.


I went to Brunei twice, to visit my awesome cousin MY. To show how awesome we are:


This summer, the first time I went to Brunei, I remembered staying awake talking till six in the morning. We filled each other with happy memories and juicy gossips. In every large group of friends, there will always be a black sheep. Someone with the attitude but everyone else is too nice to tell the person off.

friends of ours.

The second trip was even more enjoyable. The most significant memory would be the pillow tip incident. I have a habit of clutching the tip of a pillow before I slept, and somehow that night I particularly like Merciana brown-covered pillow. She was clutching it ever so tightly, but the tip was still showing. I told her “I don’t want your whole pillow. I just want the pillow tip… please?” Somehow she find that so hilarious that we both laughed so hard – it was surprising nobody woke up then.


Not to forget my awesome cousin KY in Miri too. The most recent is the M3 concert we went together – where I later discovered another group of C’s who are my semi-blood distant cousins. Look forward to more dinners with you, KY.


Went back to Riam twice. The first time was a Thursday, where the results are out. I taught them Biology last year for just a month, and grew close to one of the batch of students. Some tearful, some joyful, some confused. One of them held on strong, and only cried after I left. She thought I did not see her, but I did from afar.

Since they are pretty preoccupied that day, I came again the second time – with Caroline. This time we visited more of the school – the canteen uncles and aunties, the teachers and my friends! I had grown accustomed with them calling me “teacher” but caroline said that it felt weird. But once a teacher, always a teacher eh? I still call my teachers “teacher”, out of familiarity and respect.

ALS May 10 peace out!

I realised that I missed out a couple of pictures of other gatherings, but I remind myself: just because something doesn’t exist on the web doesn’t mean it never happened. It does.

And if I ever forget, there are always pictures in my Mac that I can look back and smile.

How did your summer go? ♥

*P.s. don’t mind the grammatical mistakes. It’s waaaaaay past my bedtime. The countdown now is 5 hours 27 minutes 5 seconds. And it is 5am.

**P.P.s.Some pictures I took: Random Little Things I Like


Summer Internship Pt 2 of 2


Here’s some work-related pictures/updates!

*giggles* This picture is just to prove that I actually do work in a workshop. I’m on a higher platform, so you can see half the workshop. The smiley face is where the company’s logo is 😛 Continue reading

Summer Internship Pt 1 of 1

I started work this summer.

Why? Because everyone else is. Almost everyone.

I now intern in an oil and gas company, where I alter between between office and workshop. In the office, it is more about reading up on manuals and operating procedures, occasionally helping out of colleagues with shredding and miscellaneous stuffs. In the workshop, it is far more interesting; I get to observe the process and help out in different areas. Nothing specific here, because from the other intern, E, some things are classified as “confidential”, and as for now, I’m not really sure which are..

It has only been my first week, and I met the most interesting people. I love knowing there are different personalities out there, different people from all walks of life, and we are lucky to cross paths with a handful of them in our life. Some of my colleagues are full of mischief, lacing each conversations with jokes and quirky comments. You know, it is difficult to take someone’s word when you can’t tell if they meant what they say or not. But then again, it makes working more relaxing and comfortable.

But some say the most thought-provoking matters. Continue reading


Summer 2011

It feels good to be home. (:

I could not believe that it has been more than nine months since I last came back to Miri. Everything brings a sense of familiarity, yet somehow a little different. The shiny automatic gate has finally replaced the white rusty creaking gate, while a brown sturdy plate with bright yellow numberings has also replaced the faded house number plate.

Let’s just rewind back time a little. Two days before departure (june 14), I bought a Canon Powershot S95 camera and have been playing with it ever since. I’m not really clever at using camera, but I do love macro shots.  Here are some of the pictures to share (:

Apartment keys

I finally use the keychain Lilian gave me last summer. It has been hanging on my notice board, until the day I got my keys. The weird habit i have is to not use the things people give me, I would tuck them safely in my box of treasured memories.

More pictures?



I turn twenty today.

19 May 2011 marks the end of my teen years as I begin the first day of my young adulthood phase.

Growing up is proportional to the unspoken understanding of maturity level other people expects from you. Being twenty brings a blend of mixed feelings. A sense of satisfaction to not be required to sit at the ‘kids table’ during large family reunions, although I probably still would. The feeling of excitement, as the world opens up a realm of possibilities. But most of all, a moment of realisation. That I no longer have excuses for any ungraceful behaviours. That I have more responsibilities and that I should start thinking about the future. My future.



Malaysian Night 2011 : CanCannot

29th April 2011 marked the one of the most memorable date for Great Britain, as the world celebrated the royal wedding of Prince William and Miss Catherine Middleton. But in Manchester, for the Malaysian Society, it symbolized the most important event of the year.  The Malaysian Night 2011: CANCANNOT.

Although I am grateful to be a part of the night, it happened due to an interesting twist of events. I never intended to join MNight in the first place, but I accompanied for an acting audition with Krystle, whom I met from volunteering for MGames 2011, which I joined to log volunteering hours for MLP, which I never would have done if I did not join MLP. Confused? If you believe that every action we make is somehow intertwined, that’s nice. Otherwise you would think that these are all coincidences. Well, I prefer to believe in the former.

Anyways, the Malaysian Night this year was held in the RNCM. Chia Khuan and I took part in the Chinese Traditional Dance, along with eight other friends. The upside about being part of the night was you get to appreciate more about the amount of work done and be backstage. The downside was, you don’t get to see the performances. Chia Khuan, Shiang Lynn, Chu Huan and I managed to watch the rest of the show after intermission before returning backstage for curtain call.


Click here to know how the night went


A Visit to Shell UK

When I was young, I wanted to work in the same place my parents did. I have no idea what their occupation was, I did not know how much it would pay, but I grow up wanting to work in Shell.

I went to visit the Shell Technology Centre Thornton today. It was about an hour ride by bus, and I met a new friend, Willow. Her name reminded me of Jodi Picoult’s ‘Handle With Care’ book (if you haven’t read her book, read it – it is highly recommended!), where the main character, Willow, was born with osteogenesis imperfecta, a disease where bones are brittle. This phrase came to mind:

Willow, I whispered, the name that your father and I had agreed on. I had had to convince him. I won’t call her that, he said. They weep. But I wanted to give you a prophecy to carry with you, the name of a tree that bends instead of breaking.

Yes, sidetracked. Here’s a picture of us:

We reached our destination around two in the afternoon. This may seem childish, but the best part about touring is the part where we get the visitor tag with our name on it ! 😀 (though we have to return it by the end of the trip)

So how did my day go?

Shell is very proud of their partnership with Ferrari, believed to date back to 1936. There are different products that the company provide, including Shell V Power Racing Fuel, Shell Helix Engine Lubricant and Shell KERS (Kenetic Energy Recovery System) Fluid. I find KERS interesting. According to the presenter, it is a fairly new technology that takes the power from breaking the fuel and converting it back to power to be used.

In previous years, the Formula One does not implement any restriction on investment of each teams. Some team would use two engines per race, and this is not very economical . Now, each driver have eight engines for the whole season (~2500 km), so it symbolises that engine life are much longer than before.

Picture from wallpaper4me.com

What amazes me is the fact that 90% of the fuel are made in Thornton and distributed throughout the world. About 50 people are ‘in charge’ of Ferrari, mainly in product development to refine the engine oil that cleans and protects, or fuel with greater horsepower.There is a range of screening tests to determine the performance of oil.

There was something about incorporating a biocomponent into the fuel, but it is not commercially viable yet. The fuel would have more oxygen, less energy density and better performance. Any idea what they are talking about?

Finally, the touring part. There are three choices to choose from and I opt for the Analytical Laboratory.

The company is focusing on algae research. As algae contain lipid, algae are grown and lipid is taken out to be used as fuel. There are interstitial tissues, so there is no need to break the algae open, thus energy intensive.

Algae sample.

through a stereo microscope

Under 100x magnification.

The intensity of green defines the concentration of lipid.

The tour was interesting. After that, there was another coffee break and followed by the most important part: internship and graduate scheme applications. There were many employees that are willing to take the time to share their experiences, including the work visa and stuffs.

Just a short update about the trip. I tagged along with Shiang Lynn, Amy, Pei Hau, Yit Lin, Suhaib, Annis and Nadia for dinner at Al Jazeera and later Moonlight.

Update: I just remembered how lame and funny both cashiers were. In Al JAzeera, we all ate on the upper floor, and when I wanted to pay, the cashier asked me again“Did you use aeroplane to go upstairs to eat? It’s £4.50 then.” I can be even lamer.. I replied him “No, I used rocket instead.” Then, he laughed and told me it was £3.95 LOL. In Moonlight, the ice cream seller pretends to topple my cone ice cream over when I was searching for coins to pay him LOL. 

Time for studying! Anyeong~