tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316388072024-03-13T10:14:48.888+08:00curryegg- not just an ordinary blogAnything you want to know about the uniqueness of the CurryEgg.curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comBlogger862125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-33085278541924001902020-04-24T10:49:00.000+08:002020-04-24T10:52:49.085+08:00MCO And The Egginess In Me Is BackFirst of all, how is everyone coping during this MCO (Movement Control Order) in most of the countries around the world?<br>
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<br>In Malaysia, this will be our 5th week staying home and soon, moving into the completion of 6th week. Just last night, our Prime Minister Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin made an announcement that we are extending our MCO for another 2 weeks. I think this is a crucial measure in ensuring better recovery from this Covic-19 epidemic outbreak. While I am all supportive and obedient in following orders, I can't deny that I miss life outside of the house - sunny sunray, crowds at the <i>kopitiam</i>, variety choices of food, greenery scenery and the sandy beach.<br>
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Well curryegg, be patient and this too shall pass.</i><br>
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What I am truly thankful is that Calv is home and we can stay together as a family, supporting each other while waiting for this storm to be over. Daph (our daughter) is seen to be a happy child to have everyone at home, including her grandparents. We have been spending time in games, academic lesson, household chores, hobbies and TV time. She is responsive and I am glad to be shone by her sunny rays ;)<br>
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It is how funny that during this MCO (Movement Control Order), I will recall my old blog and I miss coming back for my old contents. Of course, I miss writing and getting responses frrom my readers by being myself. It feels like a special corner for me where I can write, go deep and be myself. It is a special gift that I will always be appreciative.<br>
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This time, I will not apology for leaving my blog for years unattended. Life is ever-changing and the only constant is really - change. I am thankful for Blogger.com is still keeping well and I can still revisit my channel. Whenever possible, I will write and add in to my archieve.<br>
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Be safe and continue to stay home, stay healthy ❤️<div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-91971472280322712872017-12-18T00:15:00.002+08:002017-12-18T00:15:55.460+08:00Hello New ChapterHi guys,<br />
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I am back with a little news about myself.<br />
I am now, a mother for a closed to 2 year old daughter! I still couldn't believe myself that I am being a mother now with unconditional support from my husband. Life is a miracle and each stage of life is so important in forming new insights and wisdom through daily experiences.<br />
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Honestly, I don't know where I should begin in filling you up about my personal update and progress. I had not blogged for a couple of years and, Calv's prediction on my dying blog was true - that the post will slowly reduce and up to a point, there is no longer update. Geee... Why did I ever let this channel to be dead when it used to be my best buddy?<br />
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I have this sudden urge to revisit my blogs and read through my old posts. It feels so good and I get excited just by reading them. Curryegg, you did the right thing to be consistent in blogging as your older self now can recall many sweet and sour memories that had shaped whoever I am today - and I am ultimately grateful for that.<br />
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It makes me want to write for myself again without worrying if there will be readers or if they will lik what I write. Coming to this age, fame and popularity are not in my priority list anymore as the ability to capture moments and turned them into a story that I can visit and read anytime for the next 40 decades (assumming I will live till 70 and Blogger.com still functioning) is more important to me. By then, I might be growing full blown grey hairs, with wrinkles all over my face and body, having poor eye sight - hopefully still have good memory (as I will keep exercising my mind and keep a healthy body).<br />
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To whoever who still visit this blog and waiting for update, thank you, thank you, thank you. It warms my heart and always encourage me to write more.<br />
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I will come back with more contents *fingers crossed*<br />
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Good night guys!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-73704437111366768312015-09-18T23:59:00.000+08:002015-09-19T00:14:01.265+08:00Our Pre-wedding Photo Collection<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I noticed that I haven't gotten much of the chance to share my pre-wedding photo-shooting journey till I browsed the album and my blog. It has been 2 years since then! "If I don't share now, later when I grow chubbier or older, people won't believe the person in the pictures is me how?" thinking out loud to myself.</div>
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So, I carefully picked a collection of photos that I love the most. I thought I should stream down to Top 10... but it is so hard. Ended up, I picked 40+... Sorry lost count. Pardon me if it caused your page loading longer than it should.<br />
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Before sharing the photos, here are some background of when and where we took our pre-wedding photo in case if you are interested and some of these can be a reference. I know how much research a bride (hopefully groom) will need to do when it comes to photoshooting. I can share more of what I had prepared before all these turned. Well, lets keep for the next blogpost as it can be long.<br />
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We signed up with a small bridal shop somewhere in Thailand in year June, 2013. The package was RM1999 and overall cost which includes transport, tol and other misc is less than RM3K. All of them were taken outdoor and we focused mainly in a Thai palace which has turned into a museum and the beach. Both of us love beach so much! Lastly, all photos posted here are original without any editing.<br />
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<b><span style="color: #ea9999;">First style <i>(My Disney Wonderland Dream)</i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #ea9999;">Style 3<i> (The Drama-ness In Red)</i></span></b><br />
From the photo, I feel like I was doing a magazine cover shooting. Lol.. It is good to feel that way when you are taking the picture for better effect (in my opinion) =P<br />
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<b><span style="color: #ea9999;">Style 4 <i>(The Korean-ness)</i></span></b><br />
This was actually part of our free-gift because the staff made a mistake in taking the attire for us. We were not happy but the replacement was to take a free new style - why not?<br />
There are more but I also just picked 3. This time, Calvin look so cool!<br />
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Style 5 (Temperament in a relationship)<br />
Although I didn't really like the way my hair and make up was done, I like the chemistry between both of us when we took this 5th style. We were more natural - probably because we were mainly being ourselves. Haha...<br />
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<b><span style="color: #ea9999;">Style 6 (The Usual Us)</span></b><br />
This is the last and also a more loving one where Calv started to show his romantic side when sunset took place. Lol... T-shirt and shorts are the best attire so far as they are loose and allow winds to go in. Haha...<br />
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When it comes to pre-wedding photo-shooting, one of the important things that both should have in order to take a beautiful, and memorable photo is the ability to enjoy the experience together. Without the joy, there will be no chemistry between two couple. When there is no chemistry, the photos taken will not be as lively as it could be. Besides, you might not enjoy what you are seeing at the end of the session.<br />
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All the best to some of you who is about to take pre-wedding photoshotting! You both will look great!<br />
<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-66853746857710455132015-09-12T00:34:00.000+08:002015-09-12T00:34:16.176+08:00This Is How We CommunicateIt is nearly 2 years since I am married to Calv.<br />
<i>Wait.. let me count again.. yes. 2 years.</i><br />
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Up till now, I still feel it is a miracle to me on how this relationship begin and develop. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning next to this man, I will look at him, smile and think to myself, "How lucky I am to be married to him". Well, I don't normally tell him this although I know that being verbally expressive means more in a marriage. I (and maybe him) prefer to write or give quiet hugs more. Or I like being cheeky to him as part of the expression? Haha... =P<br />
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Today, out of the blue, I asked him through Line messenger, "Among all the *choices out there, why do you choose me?"<br />
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And he replied, "Cause I mis-chose? Oh!!! Cause the day was dark and I cannot see properly?"<br />
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Then, later in the evening he posted this:<br />
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Haha.. I do appreciate his sense of humor and unique way of motivating me.<br />I guess, he knows me very well that my grit to start something is high but to maintain the progress is questionable. Well, I don't want to blame my typology as an ENFP but part of it... is true. So, he is trying a harsher strategy to motivate me instead of being nice <i>(I still hope you are nice to me k?)</i><br />
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That's how we usually communicate to each other. Annoying but loving at the same time. It somehow reminds me of my relationship with my dad. My dad like to tease and joke too in similar way. Now, it makes me wonder on what people say, 'the daughter will find a partner who is similar to their dad's characteristics'. Then, I wonder, will my child find someone in the future who is either like the dad or me?<br />
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Haha... it is funny to think that way.<br />
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Photo taken in Hawaii, Feb 2015.</div>
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I miss Calv and I hope the reunion time will come fast <strike>so that we can kacau each other again</strike>.<br />
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-79285902167118246232015-09-09T16:39:00.003+08:002015-09-09T16:45:56.930+08:00Restart Blogging Again<br />
This blog title might sound familiar to you who are still following my blogs
after months and years of neglection. In fact, I think ‘neglection’ is not a
right word. Perhaps, avoidance?<br />
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<br />
My heart for blogging is still pretty strong and each year in my new year
resolution, my hope is that I can start the passion of blogging again – just
like how I did it from year <em>2009-2011</em>. And then, the hope gets
repeated, and repeated and repeated with <em>(uhmm..)</em> sadly no further
action. Sigh….<br />
<br />
So today, I told myself, “Why not you sign in to your blogger account and
write something? You will start your busy work life again after today’s MC. Go
and do something meaningful, for a quick one rather than sleeping all day”.
Before anyone misunderstood the MC part, let me explain. I was feeling not
well on last weekend and the doctor prescribed me with some medicines and 3 days
MC which will end by today. I was advised (closed to warn) to stay home, rest
and not to travel for more than 10 minutes journey. I had been sleeping for 2
days in a row and I think, this is one of the longest sleep I have had this
year!<br /><br />
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Hence, here I am.<br />
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I am also happy to say that I have found a little motivation to begin with
when I googled search for ‘restarting blogging for blogger’ (ya… I actually
googled for ideas to come back blog about this…) and I found a blog post that
speak to me! The title itself is already attracting me to read ‘<a href="http://john.do/today/" target="_blank">How I’d Start (Restart) a Blog If I
Were To Begin Today</a>’ by John Saddington. <br />
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The suggestions are straightforward and casually original too which closed to
my liking. One of the key messages that I receive is to ‘keep away all form
of distractions and start writing!’. He begins his point with 'Remove Technology
ASAP’ which instantly ring a bell. My life now is connected to smartphone that
most of my free-time I see myself replying emails, whatsapp messages (work and
personal purposes), scrolling down Facebook updates brainlessly, reading Elite
Daily whenever a topic interest me, play apps games (now: Criminal Investigation
and Angry Bird too), instagram-ing and nothing else. <br />
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And then, I told myself… <i>“I am so busy and I don’t have time to
blog!”</i><br />
Not even on the weekend because I want to rest, run errands, re-organize my
stuff, meet friends or travel back to the hometown.<br />
<br />
So on and forth that I failed to make myself to blog…. <img alt="Sad smile" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-sadsmile" src="file:///C:/Users/Kelly%20Tan/AppData/Local/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter1286139640/supfiles780B7D98/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%5B2%5D.png" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none;" /><br />
Another point that is raised up by John which I do agree with is ‘to write
imperfectly’. It is pretty natural for me that I must do thing perfectly. So,
when it comes to blogging, I will put high pressure on myself:<br />
<ol>
<li>Must use the right choice of words</li>
<li>Blog design must represent me</li>
<li>Photo(s) must be nice</li>
<li>Look for good social networking sites to share my blog update</li>
<li>The list go on….</li>
</ol>
<br />Besides wanting to blog perfectly, I do have fear and concern if what I post
today will backfire me in the future. It started from my Counseling Ethic and
Profession class when we (the students) were reminded not to post too personal
stories on the internet or it will affect our professionalism. Then, when I
joined the education line as a teacher, I was worried if my students will
read my blog, misbehaved or attacked me in the class. Now that I join Teach For
Malaysia as a teacher coach, I am worried if my team members (teachers) will see
me unprofessionally? Then, what if I have children in future? Will my kids loss
their respect for what I post?<br />
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<br />
Well, not that I had posted any big, juicy embarrassing story of myself (em….
as far as I remember la..). Just, a concern. There are too many examples around
that I admit worried me which then, I feel tired of being a worrywarts.<br />
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I guess, this kills the joy of blogging as I spend more times of worrying or
correcting what I thought is imperfect more than writing per se. <br />
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Now that I realize, I have lost 4 years worth of memory (if I continue
blogging). Why don’t I blog? Sob….<br />
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Anyway, I know that this is a good call and I am grateful to be able to
write my thoughts out today. Oh, and thanks to Cheesie who posted her personal
experiences with blogging in her <a href="http://cheeserland.com/2015/09/11-years/" target="_blank">latest post</a>.
It has motivated me too to start typing again <img alt="Smile" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" src="file:///C:/Users/Kelly%20Tan/AppData/Local/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter1286139640/supfiles780B7D98/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none;" /><br />
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To really think of the bright side, this blog has become a valuable
platform where I have met many wonderful people, be friends in real life and
still in contact with each other. Not to forget that this is also a place where
Calv learn more about me and now….<i> we are married!</i><br />
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So many beautiful incidents had happened and why stop?<br />
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Photo taken at Marina Bay, Singapore on 30th Aug 2015</div>
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By the way, here is a latest photo of me in case you forget how I look. <i>Lol... </i><div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-13951024508208836562015-01-23T00:00:00.001+08:002015-01-23T00:16:16.717+08:00Dare To DreamToday,<br />
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when I was observing one of my teammates teaching in the classroom, I
received a sad news. A boy, whom I met and talked to during in my motivational
speech in a new school last Friday was dead. He met with an accident and passed
away in the morning.<br />
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I was stunned when I read the news.<br />
I couldn’t believe that, the Form 5
boy whom I met just few days ago has left. Although I just met him for an hour,
he and his gang have left a strong impression on me.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photo credit: Nuruddin.</span></div>
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Surprisingly, I had been thinking this bunch of boys since the past 2 days. The 3 of them were the ‘talking group’ during my 1 hour sharing session, which lead me to facilitate them more during activity so that I could understand the reason why they talked. I found out that 1 boy was struggling to put thoughts into words, hence his friends helped him by translating from Tamil into Malay words that lead to constant laughter.<br />
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I managed to read this boy’s Life Map and found out that he wanted to get
married in 5 years time and secure a good job so that he can take care of his
wife in 10 years time. I still remembered, how supportive I am towards his
intention to take responsibility of his future and partner, and even prompt them
further on how he could secure a job of his choice and support his family. I
couldn’t remember the exact phrase but I have vivid picture of him saying that
he wants to further studies, secure a job and go travel in future. Then we
laughed together before I left for another group facilitation.<br />
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P/s: I used to think if a person set him/herself a marriage plan at a very
young age (24-25), he/she is not ambitious enough. However, being married, I
must say my perspective has changed. <br />
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Above: One of the students’ life map<br />
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After the news, I did not have a proper time to digest the information until
I was done with school visit and caught in a heavy jam. The night, rain and
quiet car had naturally created a space for me to reflect on
life.<br />
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<br />
”How fragile it can be.”<br />
”The ability to raise in every
morning is an opportunity to learn life another day”<br />
”Today might be your
last day of seeing this person”<br />
”Every person you met is a ‘yuen
fern’”<br />
”Life is short”<br />
”Do things that you will not regret of”<br />
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P/p/s: am just blasting my thoughts in random sequence. <br />
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Then, it lead me to think of today’s team’s fun question lead by Angie on “If
you are famous, how will it looks like” and I excitedly shared my answer
(because, I occasionally thought of this too since years ago #buapaisheh). I
confidently shared that I want to write a book that inspire people. I want to
write based on my experiences. I want to write about personal development
related topic. I want to be famous because of the legacy I left before the end
of a journey.<br />
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Well, at the end of my sharing, I was laughing and told my group that
partially, they were jokes. However, at this point of time, thinking of the boy
whom I just shared, I know that I want my words to come true (at least half). I
want to continue touching lives and help people, including myself to gain self
awareness, grow and reach our ultimate potential. Suddenly, I feel that to be
able to do things we like and satisfied with personal achievement are seriously
a privilege. <br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=31638807" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="file:///C:/Users/Kelly%20Tan/AppData/Local/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter1286139640/supfiles9FC36/IMG_00538.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="file:///C:/Users/Kelly%20Tan/AppData/Local/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter1286139640/supfiles9FC36/pic18.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a>The only thing that hinder me from achieving these are my inaction. I
dreamed, I planned but I did not take action.<br />
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I don’t know how I could stand the heat (didn’t switch on the fan) and stayed
awake till midnight, oh well.. I am glad that I am writing something.<br />
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Note: I am grateful for the opportunity given although it was a last minute
call (like 15 hours before). There were 112 students and it was successfully
conducted by me with the support from Angie. Listening from 2 girls who were
brave enough to accept my request by going to the front of the stage and read
their 5 and 10 years go to the crowds. 1 of the girl would like to pursue her
dream to be a fashion design in overseas and would want to come back to her
Orang Asli community to design clothes for them (also to her teacher, Kit Yen).
Another girl shared that she wants to be rich by owning luxurious cars (with
specific name slike Ferrari, Lamborghini & etc) and give good life to her
family. Hearing from them caused goose bumps all around my hands.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Colourful envelopes that contain students’ life map and
dreams.</span></div>
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I am a dream collector</span><br />
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By the way, here was the closure activity (known as exit ticket) where
students will have to write their hopes and possible action taken on their Life
Map. Next, they will insert their paper into the colourful envelope with name,
class and ambition written boldly on it. Then, they passed their
past-presence-future to me. The plan is that, they will collect them again at
the end of the year to reflect back what they have written and take necessarily
action to achieve their dreams.<br />
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Dream will always be a dream when you think and do nothing bout it. Writing
down the dream will be the first step in turn it into reality.<br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=31638807" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="file:///C:/Users/Kelly%20Tan/AppData/Local/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter1286139640/supfiles9FC36/IMG_00538.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="file:///C:/Users/Kelly%20Tan/AppData/Local/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter1286139640/supfiles9FC36/pic18.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Side note: This blog post is actually written on 19th January 2015 but could only be published today due to some issue with Blogger. Anyway, here I am, trying my best to post this up before end of the week.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-35789286176868973502014-06-05T01:36:00.001+08:002014-06-05T01:36:08.684+08:00The Awaiting Enlightment In Siem Reap<p> </p> <p>About 10 days ago, I had decided to purchase flight tickets to Siem Reap, Cambodia where my friends are planning for another round of back packing experiences. It was a sudden plan when my inner self is craving for a new adventure for self-exploration and learning in a different environment, while also to accomplish my early age dream to visit Angkor Watt #oneday.</p> <p> </p> <p>I am glad to made this decision as I enjoy myself in this mysterious town with a bunch of wonderful companies. I had never known that I am capable of riding on the motorbike all by myself from the airport till the backpacker homestay. It was a 20 minutes journey where we both with a hand luggage secured by his legs passing by hectares of quiet lands.</p> <p> </p> <p>I did not know that I could make friend easily with other backpackers from Taiwan, Japan, Spain, China and Korea where we met in different places either in the homestay, temples, night market or restaurant. </p> <p> </p> <p>I did not know that I could journal my experiences almost instantly through notebook, photos, instagram, facebook and blog. I thought, I will leave a peaceful life without technology and internet at least a week.</p> <p> </p> <p>I did not know that I could be empathetic and having high sense of curiosity over the life of the local people in Cambodia. I have heard a lot of stories about life of local people in Cambodia and now, having my personal experiences has formed a richer and clearer pictures.</p> <p> </p> <p>I can even connect with myself better when I am stepping into each area in Siem Reap – not just in the Angkor Watt Heritage Centre but the housing area as well.</p> <p> </p> <p>And, I find peace and enlighten in Angkor Watt and I really appreciate my experiences so far. Everyday, is like a new chapter awaiting me to explore and discover more so that I can complete and collect the very chapter at the end of the day.</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xnb6ld7mL-Y/U49Y9s3mRFI/AAAAAAAAQmE/BA6VsErn3eE/s1600-h/siem%252520reap%2525204%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img title="siem reap 4" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="siem reap 4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-bGFKrhPcjgs/U49ZAnkg6mI/AAAAAAAAQmM/R26VmcS4-Xs/siem%252520reap%2525204_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="560" height="375"></a></p> <p> </p> <p>May these peacefulness and mindfulness in me stay longer…….</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-45202607470350680212014-05-27T01:03:00.001+08:002014-05-27T08:36:45.370+08:00How Love Changes A Person - Me<p><br>Calv and I had just ended our conversation through Facebook call before I decided to make a quick blog post over something that comes very spontaneous to me.<br><br><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-JF24NlKf-uM/U4PeFEDoC1I/AAAAAAAAQls/0WwPMzOd6yk/s1600-h/IMG_2564.jpg"><img title="IMG_2564" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_2564" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-PzcTj5Vfn2A/U4NzyOe-HpI/AAAAAAAAQl0/i8YWuNsU5BA/IMG_2564_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="535" height="359"></a></p> <p align="center">Photo taken at one of our favorite islands in Thailand.</p> <p align="left"><br>Well, it is not that spontaneous after all when I have been thinking about this person for such a great, long time. The image, the voice, the warmth, the fun, the happiness and the joy that this person brings me since day one is unbelievably addictive.<br><br><br>Although we are in a distance relationship (and now marriage), my emotions and thoughts seemed to evolve around him. You might be surprised of why I become so sentimental in this post. I shall not question and I shall not hide my feelings for what I have been greatly affected by all his loves, cares, supports and efforts all these while.<br></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-J2sT07xGc1U/U4NzzQplGqI/AAAAAAAAQkk/buPTgOyVFtM/s1600-h/IMG_1640%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1640" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_1640" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MyR1FgOO2dQ/U4Nz0YBbawI/AAAAAAAAQks/dKjKMvNI2Cc/IMG_1640_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="356" height="531"></a></p> <p align="center">I feel safe and secure for I know that I will be guided and supported.<br><br><br></p> <p>I notice that I have learned and grown so much ever since I know this person. This thought begins from a conversation that I had with my manager in this very afternoon. I have discovered that I am more organized and practical to my work. Besides that, I can be straight and directive in my conversation with good intention behind. Despite of the few values that I discovered, I also realized that I am more confident and being more acceptance of who I am before and now.<br><br><br></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-3ZWFL37ZIFE/U4Nz1gEurUI/AAAAAAAAQk0/Vo55zd_GYyU/s1600-h/IMG_1442%25255B10%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1442" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_1442" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6XRH-S_rhcs/U4Nz2iJ6XRI/AAAAAAAAQk8/7wYtC7XWtHI/IMG_1442_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="353" height="527"></a>The gift.<br></p> <p><br>Reasons for my growth and development are believed to be built through my inner strengths openness to learn from experiences, high achieving working environment, people around me and of course, from the loves that I have been blessed… <em>*thank you*</em> <br><br><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OUyM0egyRAA/U4Nz4W_BGJI/AAAAAAAAQlE/4Q99MqIjJ2g/s1600-h/IMG_1445%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1445" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_1445" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-tCqlcVwJ0vU/U4Nz5YolSmI/AAAAAAAAQlM/d8u55DD8WxA/IMG_1445_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="353" height="527"></a></p> <p align="center">The unexpected joyous moment.<br><br><br></p> <p>Life is full of unpredictable challenges and I do have my down moments. My bed is not always full with beautiful and scented flowers. However, I am braver in facing upcoming challenges. I am happier in awaiting for tomorrows. I am hopeful to achieve shared and personal dreams.<br><br><br><em>Eh eh…. why I can see clouds and hear birds chirping around me? *dream*<br><br><br></em></p> <p>Today, I even made a silly promise to my manager to keep me accountable with one action item. I do not plan to share it here yet, but this promise is made out of 2 reasons: <br></p> <blockquote> <p><br><strong>1) To achieve the dream that I have always wanted to accomplish<br>2) <em>For love.</em></strong> <br></p></blockquote> <p>I even asked her to give me consequence (which I suggested).<br>If I don’t do X, I will buy magnum ice-cream for all the ‘failure’ I make throughout the year. Seem challenging uh? Oh well…. ‘Golden mouth has just spoken out’.. The promise must go on~<br><br><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-THkkPq9nUm8/U4Nz6UWU5tI/AAAAAAAAQlU/129DRRen-W8/s1600-h/IMG_1449%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1449" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_1449" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6jYD-Gpv12g/U4Nz7prJrCI/AAAAAAAAQlc/-EGVTLt3QFQ/IMG_1449_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="359" height="536"></a></p> <p><br>Thank God for all the guidance and loves that you have shown me. Please, continue to guide and bless me with the ability to love, patience, wisdom and joy so that I can share with my loved one, my husband. <br><br><em>Good night <3<br><br><br></em></p> <p>P/s: To you who are still waiting for your <em>right one</em>, I pray and hope that you will find him/her soon and receive the loves and joys that you wish for <3</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-50446786995909397232014-05-15T01:25:00.001+08:002014-05-15T01:28:36.867+08:00When June Leaves May<p> </p> <p>I mean,</p> <p>when June (my friend’s name) leaves the organization on May – which is last Friday, it creates a space for me to think and reflect on everything that is happening in and around me. One of the reasons is because, I miss the bubbly and positive energy spread by her since the last 2 months. Although I rarely be in the office, I love and appreciate her aura.<br><br><br></p> <p>And… today, we met for the very first time after the end of her internship with TFM. We were helping out at PWTC at the Teach For Malaysia booth for Teacher’s Day event. We hang out for dinner after the event and had a meaningful sharing on what we had learnt and accomplished in this first half of the year.<br><br><br></p> <p>The 2 hours of conversation was deep and filled with gratitude for all the things that we had been through and learnt. We even clapped and cheered happily for each other’s little successes. Like what Calv commented in one of my latest FB photo, <em>“Best friends u had ... Appreciate them well .....”. </em>Indeed, she is one of the very pure souls that I treasure in my life. <br><br><br></p> <p>Another best part that I love the most was when we brought out Psychology Theory and Counselling techniques onto the table and drew the connections with our current experiences. To our amazement, the philosophy and practice of the skills just come naturally to us despite of the <em>non-counseling</em> job that we are (were) currently doing.<br></p> <p><br>From the conversation, I notice that I really love my job and happy working with my current role as a LDO (Leadership Development Officer) in Teach For Malaysia for 11 wonderful souls in 4 different schools. Besides, I also like the fact that I can work almost as closely as with my teammates’ students whenever I visit the school. This is the perfect platform for me to learn and grow using the knowledge, experiences and skills that I have to shape me to be a better individual.<br></p> <p><br>This is just a simple post that I would want to record my thoughts and feelings after my personal reflection. <br><br><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-lRl7NtUbCtA/U3OnuMz4h6I/AAAAAAAAQjY/ieUmAu4G0CA/s1600-h/IMG_6616%25255B1%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6616" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_6616" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BTJ0RJdk4ps/U3OnBDiupiI/AAAAAAAAQjg/45Yd3sXVxtY/IMG_6616_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" height="451"></a></p> <p align="center">Taken in LRT before the ‘goodbye’. Her smile is contagious! </p> <p><br>If you are reading this (and I believe you will *insert self-confident), thank you dear Juney for all the love, thoughts and kind help.</p> <p>I do not have siblings but I am thankful to have closed, meaningful friendships around me.</p> <p>Before ending this post, there are 2 thoughts in my mind:</p> <p><em>When you are facing challenges, what will you normally do?<br>Was the action that you do help you to grow or hinder you from progressing?</em></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-89649916016180457982014-05-13T20:57:00.001+08:002014-05-13T21:50:46.515+08:00Inner Voice Speaks<p>As the age grow older, I find myself not fancy attention from the public as much as I used to be. Well, I have to admit that I still like attention but only from people who are closed to me. I guess, this is called aging….<br><br></p> <p><em>Aging…….<br><br></em></p> <p>It is an enlightening Tuesday, and I have the urge to blog today – just to let my mind to be at ease with the environment which I am currently sitting with good companies next to me.<br></p> <p>I visited the temple this morning for prayer. My heart was dancing in joy as I woke up this morning and I was delighted for the whole day. Today is Wesak Day and I gained peace and enlightenment during in the temple. It has been quite some times since I stepped into the temple with a feather-light heart.<br></p> <p>No images of work. No pressure. Just an empty soul.<br><br><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-clYq29x4Pq0/U3IWdSfUoiI/AAAAAAAAQh4/e9uNG2sDqdE/s1600-h/wesak2%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="wesak2" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="wesak2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-inVA_ysaXQo/U3IWfOVlZqI/AAAAAAAAQiA/bSjcP2A8VMo/wesak2_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" height="413"></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Childhood memories were unexpectedly recalled when I was pouring the flower water onto the little Buddha body. The excitement upon receiving the yellow blessing string came naturally to me because when I was a little girl, I used to think that God will give me special protection from the evil and save me from any danger. I even had the thought that if I pray sincerely to God without any intention for return, I am a good girl and people around me will love me more. I guess, I haven’t reached 12 that time?<br><br><br></p> <p>P/s: I still have such feeling and knowing that God’s power is beyond measure and I am always been guided and protected. </p> <p><br>I was holding my palms together and closed my eyes in a meditative manner. I secretly send telepathy to my own brain, <em>“Eggie, you have grown up! Look at you. You are 158cm tall now (not 80cm) with a husband, a family and a career. You are a woman!”.</em></p> <p><br>It felt so good to remain silent for at least 45 minutes and being prayerful. I am certainly amazed by how far I have travelled till today. I know that I wouldn’t be able to be who I am today, and be where I am today without the blessing, guidance and loves from God and people around me. I know that I wouldn’t be able to grow as fast as I could without disappointment, struggles and challenges from people and environments.</p> <blockquote> <p><br><br><em>Issue is indeed a constant lesson.<br>Experiences are indeed the best teacher.<br>People are indeed the best reflection of self.<br>Life is indeed unexplainable miracle.</em></p></blockquote> <p><br><br>While the chanting continued by the monks, images of important people flashed in my mind. Secretly, I reflected over the good deeds done by each of them and ended each image with gratitude and best wishes for them. I didn’t know how and why I did that but it just happened naturally – like I am at the end of my life and I am leaving my last words.</p> <p><br>I love how it feels at the end of the prayer. It reminds me of how I used to feel when I was still a child being very curious and innocent with everything and everyone around me. It feels almost like a reborn of spirit and hopes for the future. <em>Or, like a reformatted computer?<br><br><br></em></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FSwaUeP0WBM/U3IWhrzogjI/AAAAAAAAQiI/Hq8ZEbkG02o/s1600-h/wesak1%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img title="wesak1" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="wesak1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3MSW9YQWu9I/U3IWjIUWvLI/AAAAAAAAQiQ/u_g7X21SXVI/wesak1_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="465" height="465"></a></p> <p><br><br>I spent a good afternoon with new companies today at a very interesting cafe (which I am sitting currently) and they are Sue, Lexie and Jane. The coffee aroma and warm ambiance inspired me to open up my laptop and blog again. I love this feeling and I am thankful for the simplicity of happiness gained today.</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yrQ3YfPf4XE/U3IWkjCSsMI/AAAAAAAAQiY/YEofyH6c-kA/s1600-h/IMG_6555%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6555" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_6555" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-snXOIQ3KTm4/U3IWlgwmzgI/AAAAAAAAQig/uyW1ypVM36k/IMG_6555_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="527"></a></p> <p align="center">Trying out the frame in the shop that sells at the price of RM99….. emm…</p> <p> </p> <p>Ohh… before ending this post, one #selfie from the 4 of us or it seems incomplete for the year 2014 trends.<br></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Exs5hP49cNk/U3IWnRQD8fI/AAAAAAAAQio/toLhow6IS7A/s1600-h/IMG_6575%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6575" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_6575" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HFaPLDoyLEU/U3IWo12tTLI/AAAAAAAAQiw/t9yT50mhi_8/IMG_6575_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="512" height="385"></a></p> <p><br><br>Happy Wesak day to all my Buddhist friends.<br>Happy weekdays for all my readers. You are being missed <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-redheart" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Red heart" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--PDSQUFRt6M/U3IWp_06MWI/AAAAAAAAQi4/yaan5OCr0_M/wlEmoticon-redheart%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"><br></p> <p> </p> <p>Follow me on:<br>Twitter: @curryegg<br>Instagram: @curryegg</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-9357677519890967452013-12-19T16:56:00.001+08:002013-12-19T16:56:17.648+08:00What Life Has For Me<p> </p> <p>I am crying.<br><br>Crying and sobbing at the same time while reading my 3 year old blog post (<a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2011/07/experiences-are-best-teacher.html" target="_blank">Experiences Are The Best Teacher</a>) with our ‘wedding first walk’ Thai song as the background music – I have no idea what is the name of this Thai song but it is my top favourite song for now.<br></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-M73wZMlFEWs/UrK0aNhUx5I/AAAAAAAAQd0/Cc9uNLcc1YA/s1600-h/IMG_0195%25255B13%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0195" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_0195" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-aJ7EVh51A9g/UrK0bD9aREI/AAAAAAAAQd4/x0FHCT2ofhc/IMG_0195_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="549" height="368"></a></p> <p><br>I am touched. I am happy. I am enlighten by what life has for me in these 3 years (and more). Reading and looking at my past through what I had written and posted made me emotional. Have I been this far? The first quote of the post that triggered my emotion:<br><br></p> <blockquote> <p>“I begged Him to lead me to the road of happiness where I can find my cheerful smiles again. I was tired of driving in the round-about again, and again and I want to get out of there. Also, I pray that God will heal my broken heart, allowing me to give and take love again when I’m ready. I pray that I’ll be guided to my true love, someone who suit me best, deserves me and will treat me rightly and faithfully”.</p></blockquote> <p><br><br>I don’t know why I get so emotional by just reading my own writing. I guess, life has taught me so much and each lesson is so meaningful to me. I admitted that it is not easy to face and cure a broken heart. It is a daunting task. It was hard to face the day and night once the heart had been betrayed, but I am glad that I have grown stronger and happier day by day.</p> <p><br>Because, I am blessed with a loving family – my parents whom have become my biggest support system in term of physically, mentally, emotionally and financially although sometimes, they will against my will due to different perspective. Despite of all, I know they care and love me so much that they are worried if I will fall and hurt myself.<br></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CgQRDf4uAK0/UrK0bp36JTI/AAAAAAAAQeE/xp-mfOPj6Qs/s1600-h/IMG_1586%25255B9%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1586" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_1586" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PTulsfo4_JU/UrK0cg2MgKI/AAAAAAAAQeM/Cz8juv4XGTM/IMG_1586_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="547" height="411"></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Because, I am blessed with a bunch of lovely buddies whom always care and support each other. All of us are busy with our personal life and career, but we always try our best to contact and reach to each other. Life now get much easier with FB and Whatsapp <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-djEV_CGC8q8/UrK0dCzJSiI/AAAAAAAAQeQ/fgQ7SmsujcA/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-GH5xhpCk4Z8/UrK0d3UPWiI/AAAAAAAAQec/dco8_5Q3kpw/s1600-h/IMG_0854%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0854" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_0854" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mxg5cmLh69E/UrK0e-JxukI/AAAAAAAAQeg/hXJCWrOWrps/IMG_0854_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="550" height="368"></a><br><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fzFR4uyb43s/UrK0fwpv07I/AAAAAAAAQes/8x2GwTQxVSY/s1600-h/IMG_0858%25255B9%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0858" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_0858" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Nn-FGBM_OWo/UrK0g9B1e4I/AAAAAAAAQe0/D7_LY4HW330/IMG_0858_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="546" height="366"></a></p> <p align="center">His and mine buddies = Ours <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-winkingsmile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Winking smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NFHl9FAEqH4/UrK0hcSA5iI/AAAAAAAAQe4/QHokuQI6CAc/wlEmoticon-winkingsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"><br></p> <p>Remember how I used to call them my angels?<br></p> <blockquote> <p>“Besides, I realize I am one lucky soul who is blessed with a bunch of beautiful angels. They are always right by my side through thick and thin, including my family and closed friends. I feel touched each time I received help or even a small wishes, prayer, hug or a simple hello as each of them mean so much to me. I guess, this is a valuable treasure that money can’t buy”.</p></blockquote> <p> </p> <p>Because, I am blessed with the career which I have gotten myself into by being a Teach For Malaysia fellow (first cohort). There, I have known and made closed bonds with a group of 48 fellows and a strong staff team. I have grown and developed professionally as a fellow and adding in valuable lesson into my personal growth. In these 2 years, I have learned so much from each fellow whom I have come across and now, we are as closed a family.</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-NwTr_RUSllc/UrK0iO76k7I/AAAAAAAAQfE/6bQShQgrCDA/s1600-h/TFM%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="TFM" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="TFM" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-EMB_6GLkkfY/UrK0i17R0bI/AAAAAAAAQfM/wqUf77OxPqY/TFM_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="437" height="581"></a></p> <p>Because, I am blessed to have taught these lovely 400+ kids in 2 years time. They are a 13-14 year old kids but they too, have taught me uncountable life lessons that have shaped me into being a better individual. I am truly touched and thankful for these kids (I miss them again.. <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-cryingface" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Crying face" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8-slF5tKpo4/UrK0jgbwyEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/NW1kXzUWdlM/wlEmoticon-cryingface%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800">)</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WkCIuOuHkBQ/UrK0kujzcYI/AAAAAAAAQfc/P4Tc6WagnFo/s1600-h/IMG_6010%25255B10%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6010" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_6010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2DA60Ki7EDM/UrK0lqNcZvI/AAAAAAAAQfk/oxxjkLY4iRM/IMG_6010_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="547" height="411"></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Because of all, I am blessed to have found a man who loves and appreciates me for who I am. I am touched by his effort to always be his best and relentlessly contributes to the relationship. Often, he is willing to compromise his needs just to fulfil mine. He respects and loves my parents because he knows they are my strongest support. He puts in efforts in knowing my closed buddies because they know I treasured them much (even made them involved in the proposal and wedding plans – twice!). He tried his best to understand my uncommon career path and gives me unconditional support despite that he thinks I am better off somewhere but TFM as a teacher. He even tried to make time to visit my workplace and students so that he could understand and support me better. Not to mention to all the preparation he had done for the proposal and our wedding.</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kbicyVYoVME/UrK0mfTwEUI/AAAAAAAAQfs/HFc2qcBGa4o/s1600-h/proposal%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="proposal" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="proposal" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HbnU5kP-rKQ/UrK0nfKlI-I/AAAAAAAAQfw/NqetqE1XVEc/proposal_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="553" height="370"></a></p> <p align="center">The proposal <3<br></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--tsP2LSzCsg/UrK0oGfZFwI/AAAAAAAAQf8/calTElVUFP4/s1600-h/IMG_1286%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1286" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_1286" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wKHKRD97a1U/UrK0o8cH7-I/AAAAAAAAQgA/zOeOh-AT7Mc/IMG_1286_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="550" height="414"></a></p> <p align="center">Calv and his ‘business lesson’ <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-djEV_CGC8q8/UrK0dCzJSiI/AAAAAAAAQeQ/fgQ7SmsujcA/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"><br></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ylJH1UNmVkM/UrK0pcnqqkI/AAAAAAAAQgM/rhJsDJ4Kz1k/s1600-h/weddingsinging%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="weddingsinging" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="weddingsinging" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-c92da7Yiuc4/UrK0qF74LsI/AAAAAAAAQgQ/OxNBLYsj1Wo/weddingsinging_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="545" height="365"></a></p> <p align="center">A surprise from him~</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rjtEhbbAPJM/UrK0q0kcYOI/AAAAAAAAQgc/_TABQWkTIE8/s1600-h/TFMwedding%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="TFMwedding" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="TFMwedding" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ftKY3C9XAuU/UrK0rQgMQ6I/AAAAAAAAQgk/LycxTugTsYE/TFMwedding_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="547" height="366"></a></p> <p align="center">TFM family and us <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-djEV_CGC8q8/UrK0dCzJSiI/AAAAAAAAQeQ/fgQ7SmsujcA/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p>What else can I ask for? T__________T<br>What have I done in my late life?<br><img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-cryingface" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Crying face" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8-slF5tKpo4/UrK0jgbwyEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/NW1kXzUWdlM/wlEmoticon-cryingface%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"> <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-cryingface" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Crying face" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8-slF5tKpo4/UrK0jgbwyEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/NW1kXzUWdlM/wlEmoticon-cryingface%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"> <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-cryingface" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Crying face" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8-slF5tKpo4/UrK0jgbwyEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/NW1kXzUWdlM/wlEmoticon-cryingface%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"> <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-cryingface" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Crying face" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8-slF5tKpo4/UrK0jgbwyEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/NW1kXzUWdlM/wlEmoticon-cryingface%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"> <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-cryingface" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Crying face" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8-slF5tKpo4/UrK0jgbwyEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/NW1kXzUWdlM/wlEmoticon-cryingface%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"> <br><br><br>Having Calv in my life has encouraged me to be my better version. He has taught me the meaning of love and how to love him and people around me more. Not perfect but I am learning each day. <br></p> <p>I believe, I am emotional because I am thankful for the people I have in my life. I am emotional because I am grateful for the choices that I had made. I am emotional because my life is blessed with all the loving people and opportunities that come across. I am emotional because I can now celebrate for whoever I am today. </p> <p><br>2012-2013 have been an amazing years because of all these people, the loves and the opportunities given. It is already 19th December 2013 and it is great to reflect on what I have done throughout the years.<br></p> <p>Oh.. and thank you too Blogger for still keeping my blog although I am no longer active in blogging (I know, Calv is going to laugh at me again <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-sadsmile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Sad smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gQqQT6mVVLU/UrK0sE1X1FI/AAAAAAAAQgo/iGSskxwMaLQ/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"> ). I do think that it is good to keep this hobby not for fame but for personal reflection and to record my gratefulness to people around me. <br></p> <p>Thank you for all the amazing experiences. I will be back again, dear bloggie.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-71027968958776178952013-08-07T13:51:00.001+08:002013-08-07T13:52:07.361+08:00Stalked By A Life-Time Lover<p> </p> <p>My blog, yes this curryegg’s blog has sadly turned into an abandoned blog since 2 years ago. There is no proper answer for the disappearance of the owner as she is still as passionate as before in writing, as adventurous as before in experiencing life and as reflective as before in understanding life and herself as an individual.</p> <p> </p> <p>Now that she is preparing to move on to another stage with her hubby, Calv and in the meantime ending her 2nd year of fellowship with Teach For Malaysia, there should be abundance of stories to be shared. However, this author seems to be stuck somewhere and it is unexplainable.. It seems like she is happy to be a hermit at the moment. haiz.. <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-sadsmile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Sad smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hLetihmE--U/UgHgVVFRlrI/AAAAAAAAQTc/HVxZK5NDKCc/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <p> </p> <p>While this author is pretending not owning any blog, just a normal person who read other blogs (yes, i do that often. maybe i read yours too?), her *official hubby goes extra miles by often popping up a few weird phrases in nowhere.</p> <p> </p> <p>Phrases like:</p> <p>“<a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-went-to-popular-bookstore-in.html" target="_blank">Are you reading Mr. Bean Holiday? Are you reading Mr. Bean Holiday</a>?”<br>” <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-chen-shui-bain-yes-tuan-tuan-yuan.html" target="_blank">You already loved panda even before we met. Now you are owning a real panda in front of you, happy or not?”</a><br>”A postman called you Curry Egg before right when he delivered you the parcel?”<br>”<a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-not-magen-fox-mind-you.html" target="_blank">I know you are not Megan Fox. You are Curry Egg</a>”.<br><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.<br></strong>and so on and forth<br><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p>My *official hubby will never fail to end his conversation with this:<br>”I think <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-promise.html" target="_blank">my prediction on the fall of your blog</a> will come true again. I am going to hack your blog account end of the year and post a big note stating that curryegg’s blog posts have gone down again after meeting me. Muahahaha….”</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p>O_o!!!</p> <p> </p> <p>Like seriously?<br>Why I couldn’t even recall what he was mentioning?<br>When he claimed that these are quoted from my blog and he even toured me around my blog’s achieve, i tell you… my eyes and mouth were widely opened in disbelief!</p> <p> </p> <p>I was surprised by how details he can be and took note with nearly everything I posted here although I no longer as active as before. At the same time, I feel bad because he has been waiting for my return with reflective and ‘me’ posts.</p> <p> </p> <p>I don’t know when my activeness in blogging will be turned on again. I don’t know if could write as interesting as before. I don’t know if there is any blog reader who wants to read my blog. But one thing for sure, is that my life-time lover will always stalk and read my blog despite of my inactiveness.</p> <p> </p> <p>Thanks dear for loving me whole-heartedly by constantly taking the effort to understand my past and deliver your discovery to the present so that we can laugh together. You have motivated me to be our very own writer that savour each and every moment together (or individually). I am blessed to have a life-time stalker like you.. LOL.. =P</p> <p> </p> <p>Thank you and I want to be back here again<strike> to prove your prediction wrong</strike>.</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ecBk6p4covw/UgHgWSLXn1I/AAAAAAAAQTk/BBgC8VPoNOg/s1600-h/IMG_8314%25255B9%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_8314" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; display: block; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="IMG_8314" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ub57he-aG28/UgHgXXa-5ZI/AAAAAAAAQTs/NiDHSVL5Meo/IMG_8314_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="447" height="447"></a></p> <p align="center">He is the keeper. Cheers to my life-time <strike>stalker</strike> lover <3</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p>P/s: Why *official husband? Just for the sake of fun in highlighting the ‘official’ word as we just signed the paper a month ago <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-winkingsmile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Winking smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SEEm-LXavQE/UgHgYNL-vEI/AAAAAAAAQT0/BVPZMdY2Qk0/wlEmoticon-winkingsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-81160660536415342832013-07-28T20:49:00.001+08:002013-07-28T20:49:33.167+08:00The Unknown<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>A time to be alone seems to be a wise thing to do. An unknown situation had happened. I have been sitting here at a cafe, being surrounded by the crowds, trying to calm myself down and reflected on the unknown. Still, I couldn't figure out what is the root cause.</div><div><br></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivSI5VgS7si32oljoRwieV6l-TMQR_3twoGAbZuGt8WmqygAcjikjsCoSzefT_jX3KLJtfBHMJePfKKQO4aOxpA9KJkE9qa9TPFthP2Iy8kVXFqX26fWJWKEPkyx_v7mU6Kais/s640/blogger-image--1958636062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivSI5VgS7si32oljoRwieV6l-TMQR_3twoGAbZuGt8WmqygAcjikjsCoSzefT_jX3KLJtfBHMJePfKKQO4aOxpA9KJkE9qa9TPFthP2Iy8kVXFqX26fWJWKEPkyx_v7mU6Kais/s640/blogger-image--1958636062.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I tried to release my stress on my sketchbook. However, I stopped half way, not knowing what to be drawn anymore. Then, I shifted to reading but after 4-5 pages, my mind couldn't seem to focus anymore.</div><div><br></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFN8V-z-A7pGEMruA0Hf5gkzO89XL_rk1xb8irghd5aW8VrmR3rL0-YZ52rwOj-PawVWIJnN-Okkb2tWE061_pKiPT2gx8xweLTe_DnLNNKmMYb8jvPUrKNJWTKwUtPWAh_QQM/s640/blogger-image-1155674213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFN8V-z-A7pGEMruA0Hf5gkzO89XL_rk1xb8irghd5aW8VrmR3rL0-YZ52rwOj-PawVWIJnN-Okkb2tWE061_pKiPT2gx8xweLTe_DnLNNKmMYb8jvPUrKNJWTKwUtPWAh_QQM/s640/blogger-image-1155674213.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The unknown seems to be scary as it eats up my emotion and creates more worries. I am scared. I am sad. I am worried. In the meantime, I know sitting here and doing nothing couldn't help.</div><div><br></div><div>I am obviously lost but still, hopeful that the unknown will be clarified or at least be understood, and then be translated into love.</div><div><br></div><div>I am hopeful. I am wishful. I am prayerful, to discover the unknown, and allows it to connect us again.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-3369339591042793462013-06-23T23:38:00.000+08:002013-06-23T23:51:41.905+08:00The Ending Of The Final ChapterHi guys!<br />
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How are you all lately? Finally, I have taken the guard to come back to my quiet space and update myself. I have a news here!<br />
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I am getting married in another 9 days!<br />
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I still couldn't believe it. I mean, I couldn't believe that I am marrying Calv after years of dating. Of course, I am happy and excited because I am marrying to my soulmate. One thing which I am pretty aware of - my singlehood is going to end in another few days!<br />
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Another round of OMG!!!! <br />
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I am grateful and thankful for the journey which I have been through with Calv and I pray that we will be blessed with a loving and happy marriage together as a couple, a spouse, a teamplayer, a business partner (emm.. what type of business?), a parents, a family or... probably just as simple as 'you and me'.<br />
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In the meantime, I would like to thank to all my readers who have been following my chapters of life between year 2007 till now despite of my frequent disappearance. Often, I curved a secret smile on my face when I am thinking of some funny comments from you, or feeling touched remembering the warm support from you, or pushing myself to stand firm on my two feet while enduring a hard moment after recalling a harsh but true comments from some of you. Although it has been years and my Disqus comment system had eaten all the old comments *mourn*, you guys are still in my mind.<br />
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Hence, I would love to share this moment with you - a moment where the bride-to-be is excited with 'double-hood', nervous with the future has for her, happy to love and be loved and thankful with whatever she has right now before moving into a new book (well, not just a new chapter anymore). Let us cheers this moment with a smile.<br />
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Thank you and I love you <3><!--3--><!--3--></3><br />
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-4749381487671954862013-05-08T09:45:00.001+08:002013-05-08T09:45:46.441+08:00Dancing In A Storm<p>I am affected with our local political news lately. <br />So much of negativity, racism, bias and harsh. I could feel that I am stressed out not just because of my personal tasks, but with all the issues which are happening around me.</p> <p> <br />I care for my nieces and nephews. <br />I care for my future children. <br />I care for my students. <br />I care for my family. <br />I care for my nation. <br />I care for our future.</p> <p> </p> <p>Because I care too much, this is why I am affected and somewhere close to being depressed. Part of me worried if the sun is not showing itself any sooner. Will the rain water drown us all?</p> <p> </p> <p>Well, all I want now is to…. </p> <p> <br /></p> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wdQh9jCOaJA/UYmuQ_BooCI/AAAAAAAAQOA/WE51Tz28djQ/s1600-h/dancing%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="dancing" border="0" alt="dancing" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OivM2uEzQkU/UYmuSNhClmI/AAAAAAAAQOI/UQjnV9xYKdk/dancing_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="610" height="443" /></a> <p align="center">Photo credit to Calv.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p>Dance like there's nobody watching, <br />Love like you'll never be hurt, <br />Sing like there's nobody listening, <br />And live like it's heaven on earth - William W. Purkey</p> <p> </p> <p>May us be blessed with all the love and happiness around. Thank you God.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-14133501654084064842013-05-04T23:55:00.000+08:002013-04-09T00:34:51.079+08:00“Everyone Is A Genius, Including The Fish That Tries to Climb A Tree.<p><em><font size="4">“Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid” – Albert Einstein.</font></em></p> <p><em><font size="4"></font></em></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Dv8IjZ29ux8/UWLv7RVVNvI/AAAAAAAAQNc/ZZhxh08UV_g/s1600-h/climb%252520tree%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="climb tree" border="0" alt="climb tree" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6itp8qI2UCI/UWLv8YFSJYI/AAAAAAAAQNk/MjwSsuYdGt4/climb%252520tree_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="540" height="376" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>During in my childhood, I often think that I am stupid. One of the reasons is because I hardly understood what was taught by the teachers in all subjects except Art, Music and Science. Often, I received low grades and as a result, I was streamed into back classes which were known as the C, D, E, F, G or H class. </p> <p> </p> <p>There were 10 classes all together and I am glad that I was located somewhere between the 3<sup>rd</sup> – 5<sup>th</sup> class. Well, I was the only one who is grateful with my academic performance back then because, often academic results were being compared with my other relatives whom at similar age. </p> <p> </p> <p>It was not a good experience to share because after each conversation that involved academic achievement, I will end up feeling stupid, sad and disappointed with myself. Sometimes, I will even feel hopeless with myself because I know I have been trying very hard yet, the result was not promising enough to reach the community’s expectation, especially my parents’.</p> <p> </p> <p>I remembered those days when I became very desperate to succeed and asked my parents to send me to tuition classes, just like my other ‘bright’ friends. I observed and interviewed their success stories with the hope that the same story can apply on me. I hate to be left behind because that kind of feeling is really torturing and unbearable. </p> <p> </p> <p>I know I wasn’t as bright as my friends, but I also know that I am not stupid because I could actually understood the content of any subject taught by my teachers. However, I had an extremely hard time to express my understanding into words during exam. This frustrated me the most.</p> <p> </p> <p>I still remember how I excelled in creating the best mind-map in Kajian Tempatan subject. I still remember my ‘Mini Botanic’ project (herbs and mini plants are planted in a used plastic bottle) won the first place during school’s Science week. </p> <p> </p> <p>I still remember my team members and I won the best English scrapbook because of the creative content. I still remember, my artwork was selected in a local magazine competition and won a consolation prize with my school name on the magazine page. My name was being called by the teacher in duty during school assembly to receive the rewards and being complimented for making the school proud. I still remember the name of the magazine – Tunas Sains and Rakan Sains!</p> <p> </p> <p>Despite of my other achievement, I still feel that I was not bright enough to belong in the ‘smart group’ because according to the school’s test score, I was just an average person. I guess, God heard my desperation and grant me a chance to excel in studies. The year following that, I was sent to Penang to continue my standard 6. </p> <p> </p> <p>My lifestyle had changed and I received more attention and opportunity at school because the number of student throughout standard 6 was only 32. Besides, I had learnt study skills from various resources such as books, role models, teachers, friends and etc. Here is my turning point where everything changed from worse to good, good to better.</p> <p> </p> <p>I began to excel in examination from UPSR, PMR, SPM to STPM. Although the result was not as impressive as other top scholars, still I am thankful and grateful with what I have today because seriously, it’s not easy. For someone who is a visual and audio learner, it is challenging to express ourselves through the typical school test and examination. </p> <p> </p> <p><strong><em>The only way to succeed is through memorization, repetition and constant practices.</em></strong> These are my secret to succeed which then, granted me a chance to enter University of Malaya for Bachelor of Counseling. Since then, I am happy to call myself a passionate life-long learner because finally, I have understood the meaning and joy of learning after being a typical student for more than 20 years.</p> <p> </p> <p>I do not have to memorize anymore because I have found a way to understand and connecting facts.</p> <p>I do not have to bore myself to death repeating the standard answer given by people from other century (sounds like alien here uh?)</p> <p>I do not have to force myself to be what I am not to please people who do not understand the principal of ‘no one size fits all’ pedagogy – just like what Albert Einstein says:</p> <p> </p> <blockquote> <p> </p> <p>“Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid” – Albert Einstein.</p> <p> </p> </blockquote> <p> </p> <p>Well, I lie. I am still doing it right now (though in minimal quantity). If you have been reading this whole post till here, you should know that this is actually a quarter of my assignment on Assessment and Technology Pedagogy Integration course with UUM. I could do what I like (which is to draw my thoughts and make them into video clip with special sound effect!). I am doing my assignment and that is why I have not updated my blog for few days. Well, I am applying the 4th Habit from Stephen Covey – First Thing First. Assignment is more important than blogging because it will take 25% of my coursework.</p> <p> </p> <p><strong>So, is it true that everyone is a genius? <br />If a fish is being forced to climb a tree or there is no possibility for survival, will it at least try? If it succeeds, will the same cycle happen to other fishes?  </strong></p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p>I am the fish.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-51340836223882502082013-04-04T23:55:00.000+08:002013-04-05T12:43:51.380+08:00Dream Big As We Only Live Once<p>The theme of this post itself has already inspired me to <strong>Do More Than Dream</strong>. <br /> <br /> <br /></p> <p>Yes. The moment when I visualize and plan for the topic I want to include in each alphabet (I am still thinking about X-Y-Z as they seem to be the hardest!), instantly I could think of the theme for D.</p> <p> <br />I want to blog not just about my dream, but about my friends, my blog readers’ and my students’ dreams, and I made it! <em>*cheerfully typing out more words on keyboard*. However, due to time issue, I will just focus in my students’ dreams. <br /></em></p> <p><em></em></p> <p>Here is a story about what happened yesterday in the classroom: <br /></p> <p>Yesterday, I had a class with 1SP3 and was very mad with them for not finishing homework although second chance has been given. Hence, consequence was given by asking them to stand till they complete their homework. While discussing homework, some of them still showed misbehavior in the classroom which we agreed that it is an act of disrespect to the teacher and classmates, and not giving their best. Hence, action was immediately implemented where some of them had to stay back till they complete their work. <br /></p> <p><em></em></p> <p>Seriously, I was real unhappy. I am thinking to myself, is this what I signed up for as a Teach For Malaysia fellow. Am I going to waste my 2 years for fellowship and receive such work from them? Will they grow and become a respected person in future that can contribute to the society? The answer is no.</p> <p> </p> <p>I drove home completely exhausted after staying back for 15 minutes. Teaching is not an easy job and I realize this since last year however, I keep my faith that this 2 years of journey is going to be worth it in term of helping other individuals to grow and be a better leader for themselves. Well, I know I grow so much too in these several months.</p> <p> </p> <p>I go back home feeling so restless till this morning, I decided to make a short blog about the ‘Dreams’. As I am looking at all the pictures which I had taken yesterday, a sense of happiness is formed and inspire to live my new day ambitiously.</p> <p> </p> <p>Here are the photos that I meant. They were told about the Blogging A-Z Challenge and I asked if they are interested to participate because I want to feature them in my blog with the dreams they have. Most of them have low mastery in English (even numeracy too) but they told me that they want to try to write it in English. I am so touched by their effort seriously. I don’t even have the courage to try when I was at their age T.T</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6FsVapWSwZY/UV5VBlkgZfI/AAAAAAAAQHc/jhGdKuw3lhY/s1600-h/IMG_5895%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_5895" border="0" alt="IMG_5895" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XY9kLLgqLPM/UV5VCy4OWGI/AAAAAAAAQHk/Znl6Z1MIJwo/IMG_5895_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="586" height="442" /></a>  <br /><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cD2uLude6hs/UV5VD1Z2fDI/AAAAAAAAQHs/Gjm3dZGFWmc/s1600-h/IMG_5887%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_5887" border="0" alt="IMG_5887" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hHjIOfsZM8c/UV5VFMAfh2I/AAAAAAAAQH0/2vPZfkVvG4s/IMG_5887_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="583" height="440" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-yUv2tjpG9Wk/UV5VGLwztdI/AAAAAAAAQH8/NV0kzfZXEgk/s1600-h/IMG_5889%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; 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float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5905" border="0" alt="IMG_5905" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hgWqGIVKQh8/UV5Vi2EAJkI/AAAAAAAAQLk/DbqZOZED178/IMG_5905_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="432" height="572" /></a>  <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MLK9ZfflVhI/UV5Vjy6GwMI/AAAAAAAAQLs/l0ny8e86IXk/s1600-h/IMG_5907%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5907" border="0" alt="IMG_5907" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9wLIkLBBVVs/UV5Vkxo5LDI/AAAAAAAAQL0/5Z515FHz5WA/IMG_5907_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="440" height="582" /></a> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xi3_DBoTbsk/UV5VldulQBI/AAAAAAAAQL8/UP8vX-6njDs/s1600-h/IMG_5909%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5909" border="0" alt="IMG_5909" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-hvRgEX-eGL8/UV5VmgOAvDI/AAAAAAAAQME/5Dbo8GyIs-M/IMG_5909_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="442" height="585" /></a></p> <p align="center">I lam touched by his dream: He dreams that one day, he can confidently use English as a form of communication and enter UKM (one of the university in Malaysia).</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CNqKp6fhodY/UV5VnnR0CvI/AAAAAAAAQMM/vwaVSsVqKC8/s1600-h/IMG_5910%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5910" border="0" alt="IMG_5910" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-VZBoGBb3lI4/UV5Volk-ffI/AAAAAAAAQMU/6fL_NYMXwAg/IMG_5910_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="570" height="430" /></a> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1IkMeMsiFM0/UV5Vpavgh6I/AAAAAAAAQMc/jb--y2w2HMk/s1600-h/IMG_5911%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5911" border="0" alt="IMG_5911" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jfshUIbIuJ4/UV5VqV3fKkI/AAAAAAAAQMk/OTxuqVWHoCM/IMG_5911_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="415" height="549" /></a></p> <p align="center"> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3lZSxpLHPrI/UV5Vrf2xKzI/AAAAAAAAQMs/janso2ju3EQ/s1600-h/IMG_5912%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5912" border="0" alt="IMG_5912" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Eea2MC77L_s/UV5Vsd0jjGI/AAAAAAAAQM0/JJZtj5bLfVg/IMG_5912_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="557" height="420" /></a>  <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5TgCE09HLdQ/UV5VtUnYHCI/AAAAAAAAQM8/Ro_r-7d5-Dk/s1600-h/IMG_5919%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5919" border="0" alt="IMG_5919" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EN5yuH_CjHA/UV5VuCqp0lI/AAAAAAAAQNE/dMVDbSMrStM/IMG_5919_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="407" height="539" /></a>  </p> <p><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5920" border="0" alt="IMG_5920" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kNeP61XzlgM/UV5VvLJlszI/AAAAAAAAQNM/w4b-P3clkpA/IMG_5920_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="415" height="549" /></p> <p> </p> <p>Looking at their dreams, they have made me understand what they want and value most in their life. I am grateful to read that some of their dreams are about taking care of their parents, bringing them for holiday and live a happy family. This is something that I am looking forward too besides just a merely career ambition. They took quite long moment to think, write and decorate their paper because Ms. Kai Lee (me) told them that what they wrote will come true so they have to be really careful and serious with their dreams. Well, according to psychology, it is true. What you think will result in action. </p> <p> <br />Are their dreams big enough to be considered as Dream Big? Well, I think they are plus.. they are all beautiful dreams.. <3</p> <p> <br />What about mine? <br />They are seriously a lot! - to have a happy and loving marriage, have kids, write educational books, go Japan and Paris…… and they go on and on and on… <br /> <br /> <br />And now, as a teacher for over 400+ students, I dream that in 10-20 years time, I will see all of them living their dreams.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-2768792208390198162013-04-03T23:55:00.000+08:002013-04-05T21:12:58.245+08:00C Is The Most Interesting Alphabet!<p>Isn’t it obvious that C = Creative? <br />Well, I have so much to share in this post!</p> <p> <br />Unexpectedly, my ‘C’ post take longer than I planned because I have so many ideas in my head but I don’t know where to begin with. <br /> <br /> <br /></p> <p>Please forgive an <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2010/06/about-me.html" target="_blank">ENFP person</a> where she often has an abstract mind and thinking can happen quickly and wildly. Connections between items, people, or situation can be made funnily whether they are in the same category or completely different. <br /> <br /> <br /></p> <p>That’s how she gains inspiration and often evolve into creative idea out of nowhere (sometimes it can happen in the car while driving, while walking under the rain, watching tv, eating sushi, seeing Beta fishes dancing their tails, listening to dad’s infamous vocal, or… in the toilet..) however, her biggest weakness is to focus in one thought. Seriously, it is hard.</p> <p> <br />Even when I am writing right now, I will look at my facebook and observe if I get a new like, wondering what is Calvin doing, recalling the memories on proposal,  thinking if my today’s lesson is good enough, what to write in my assignment and is my hair long enough? #narcicism #complicatedbrain.</p> <p> <br />If you could have a micro size of body and been placed into my brain, I bet you wouldn’t wanna stay there as it’s super messy and disorganized but one thing for sure is that you will gain a colourful and artistic habitat *what?*</p> <p> </p> Well, I do have some data that I could share about the messiness and complication of the brain. I mean my brain! <br /> <p> <br />The data begins with my Form 6 (pre-U) biology notes that I took in 1 year +  <br /></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_TTXkcL1S6g/UV3GGuQn_sI/AAAAAAAAQE0/2ixzQIPl8dE/s1600-h/IMG_59395.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5939" border="0" alt="IMG_5939" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4nJfQ1KZ8zs/UV3GHTBrz4I/AAAAAAAAQE8/8mgad69c6FQ/IMG_5939_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="554" /></a> My lovely notes – <br />I don’t even remember why I choose the word ‘lovely’. <br />Anyway, I am glad that I still keep my 2006 notes!</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-AJVPH01oRqI/UV3GIGhvnmI/AAAAAAAAQFE/hokx4f-UOu8/s1600-h/IMG_59427.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5942" border="0" alt="IMG_5942" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-X_TSAlhzut8/UV3GJKL9uvI/AAAAAAAAQFM/Gu0QrOQaK6k/IMG_5942_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="423" height="557" /></a> The heart structure</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FfqUQ_6yDTk/UV3GKCZ-NCI/AAAAAAAAQFU/dLBLwUbud50/s1600-h/IMG_59469.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5946" border="0" alt="IMG_5946" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6qDYY282K8c/UV3GLOAWXQI/AAAAAAAAQFc/SvZCDC7Pw44/IMG_5946_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="425" height="562" /></a> Plants Hormone</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xah1M3fI4B0/UV3GLw6e56I/AAAAAAAAQFk/2BhD_JwXlA8/s1600-h/IMG_594411.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5944" border="0" alt="IMG_5944" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mbi2VsHYBJM/UV3GM5BWrcI/AAAAAAAAQFs/Vm-0KP5E5Mo/IMG_5944_thumb9.jpg?imgmax=800" width="542" height="412" /></a> The liver</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MbqVVYr5jSQ/UV3GN2poRmI/AAAAAAAAQF0/RQKkHCYPrhM/s1600-h/IMG_594915.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5949" border="0" alt="IMG_5949" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Mau2ajw3kkI/UV3GOyx3UHI/AAAAAAAAQF8/hpjHocDIiWw/IMG_5949_thumb11.jpg?imgmax=800" width="526" height="400" /></a>  Embroyology (Baby!)</p> <p> </p> <p>My current notes since 2012 till now.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Kfq2XA6WiKE/UV3GP5IIQdI/AAAAAAAAQGE/lH9gl2C_XPI/s1600-h/IMG_59537.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5953" border="0" alt="IMG_5953" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Cx0JCRuR94o/UV3GREpNXLI/AAAAAAAAQGM/_80GaaqQsFQ/IMG_5953_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="447" height="592" /></a>   Investment, Culture and Management course</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1ezK9KHZqxo/UV3GRyN7QCI/AAAAAAAAQGU/AtOAPZfrmbE/s1600-h/IMG_59557.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5955" border="0" alt="IMG_5955" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-urjIVX4IjW4/UV3GS0W-SeI/AAAAAAAAQGc/PpmQz-Wx0T8/IMG_5955_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="439" height="581" /></a> Creativity In Teaching.</p> <p> </p> <p>Note: <em>Sorry for the low quality of photo. I am using phone which is the easiest and quickest way to upload.</em></p> <p> <br />Probably, this is what they refer to as ‘creativity’ in a nice and super fabulous term which can be a good excuse to continue the ‘messiness’. Anyway, I love to be referred as a creative person rather than nothing because the word creative itself gives me a sense of freedom and flexibility. <strong><font color="#ff0080">That’s why I love the alphabet of C! <br /></font></strong></p> <p>Yay!</p> <p> </p> <p>Besides C = Creativity, <br />Also C = Calv or Calvin.</p> <p> </p> <p>I know, I know… I owe you guys my Part 3 Love Story. I am feeling super duperly sorry for procrastinating my post. Well, only if you still remember the <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2012/07/love-story-of-mine-part-1.html" target="_blank">Part 1</a> and <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-love-story-of-mine-part-2.html" target="_blank">Part 2</a><em> la</em>. Or else, you can always read them now or later. I am not giving any excuse this time and I am promising you that the Part 3 love story will be in my among my A-Z post. So, yes.</p> <p align="left"> <br />The alphabet of ‘C’ besides being part of my value and personality, C also becomes one of the important person in my life. I have introduced him before during in the year of 2011 when we started dating with the blogpost title: <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2011/07/calvin-seet.html" target="_blank">Calvin Seet</a>. Now, he is my fiance *whoot*. </p> <p align="center"> <br /> <br /> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Bj6L_8lY6tE/UV3GT7B_FMI/AAAAAAAAQGk/brjKDNIzhJI/s1600-h/IMG_2616%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_2616" border="0" alt="IMG_2616" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mZAzFt-22Ms/UV3GU3T6qqI/AAAAAAAAQGs/U6WZ_FIJRnE/IMG_2616_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="436" height="436" /></a> <br /></p> <p align="justify">Each day, I am thankful and grateful to God for showing him into my life. Life has become even more colourful with his presence. His care and love have given me a reason to look forward for what life has for me. Thank you Calv for your love, care, patience and wisdom. You’re an amazing person and I love you. <strong><font color="#ff0080">That’s why I fall in love with the alphabet of C!</font></strong></p> <p> </p> <p>Besides C = Calv <br />Also C = Compassion</p> <p> </p> <p>I am a person who is emotionally sensitive and can tear pretty easily when I see the suffering of others – if I allow myself to dive in to their experiences of thought and emotion.  I am not a crybaby since small because I was trained not to cry no matter in whatever situation. Hence, when I grow up, I have difficulty in expressing myself with tears until I met these amazing lecturer in University of Malaya and understand the power of tears. So, I open up and let me be myself.</p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bVtgw1Iog-Y/UV3GWEP9CxI/AAAAAAAAQG0/jBDTUQ2UJ9Y/s1600-h/IMG_4845%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_4845" border="0" alt="IMG_4845" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HKfwJpMJX8U/UV3GXXB-wFI/AAAAAAAAQG8/0t_DuPs2bXk/IMG_4845_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="554" height="418" /></a> School in a welfare in India. <br /></p> <p> <br />Through strong compassion, I find another strength in me where I can understand and connect to others more deeply. This has increased my openness to learn in whatever trigger my interest most. Probably that is why I am interested in Counseling, and now teaching as it can help me to help them from the suffering.<strong><font color="#ff0080"> That’s why I admire the alphabet of C!</font></strong></p> <p> </p> <p>Besides C = Compassion <br />Also C = Chinese.</p> <p> </p> <p>I am a Malaysian Chinese. I love my race. I love the culture. I love my identity. I love my Chinese-look eyes (finally). I love my black hair. <strong><font color="#ff0080">Do I have to explain why I am proud with the alphabet of C?</font></strong></p> <p> </p> <p>Besides C = Chinese <br />Also C = Celine Dion <br />That’s why I admire the alphabet of C!</p> <p> </p> <p>Besides C = Celine Dion <br />Also C = Conan (Anime: Detective Conan) <br />That’s why I am crazy over the alphabet of C! </p> <p> </p> <p>Besides C = Canon <br />Also C = Champion. <br />Malaysian can be pretty ‘kiasu’. We like to strive for excellence. Hence, champion is what we love to hear. <strong><font color="#ff0080">That’s why I chase over the alphabet of ‘C’! </font></strong><strong><font color="#ff0080"> <br /></font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff0080"></font></strong></p> <p>Besides C = Champion <br />Also C = Chin Hui, Cheang May May <br />They are my close buddies. <strong><font color="#ff0080">That’s why I am always happy with the alphabet of ‘C’!</font></strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p>and the list go on…..</p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p>but one equation that me, you and us shouldn’t forget is…</p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p><strong>.</strong></p> <p>C = CurryEgg <br />That’s why I ‘C’ is the most interesting alphabet among A-Z</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-YbTYErBN48E/UV3GYOFzW3I/AAAAAAAAQHE/ZA0ureefaOg/s1600-h/IMG_3390%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_3390" border="0" alt="IMG_3390" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QQFRmLbZAsE/UV3GY9-zQuI/AAAAAAAAQHM/2KpQx7HN6xE/IMG_3390_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="393" height="517" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Don’t you agree? ;)</p> <p> </p> <p>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <br /> <br />I am participating the Blogging A-Z April Challenge where everyday, I will write a blog post that begin with certain alphabet according to the date. So today, it’s C. Tomorrow will be D. Stay tune! <br /></p> <p>A – <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-promise.html" target="_blank">A Promise</a> <br />B – <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/bachelor-of-counseling-and-i.html" target="_blank">Bachelor Of Counseling And Me</a> <br />C – Current Post</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-12216171096130389932013-04-02T23:55:00.000+08:002013-04-05T11:24:18.182+08:00Bachelor Of Counseling And I<p>It has already been 1.5 year since the day I graduated from the Bachelor Of Counseling in University of Malaya and I am very proud to make a shout out that, I love this course and I’ve never regretted in taking it up!</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SL6gZWoMURM/UVtYNy-eG5I/AAAAAAAAQDE/gk1zaXYuy5o/s1600-h/graduate1%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="graduate1" border="0" alt="graduate1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-YWFUD6--i3o/UVtYPKp7XBI/AAAAAAAAQDM/hzNHSD2h2wI/graduate1_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="548" height="417" /></a>Adibah, Rani and I <br /></p> <p>This 4 years of Bachelor program has won me several things and I am so going to share it right now, taking the chance to answer my B post today! (check out the A-Z April Challenge). However, before I share the following stories, I would like to explain that this course is done locally with majoring in Counseling and minor in Psychology. In normal institute, the Counseling course can only be taken after the completion of degree in Psychology (for 3 years). In University of Malaya, we can take the course in degree straight away but has a 1 year extension, meaning it is a 4 years course.</p> <p> </p> <p><strong>There is one important gain that I have received from this course and it is the knowledge through the subject of Psychology</strong>. It is not just a subject but more of a life studies to me where I learn about human’s thoughts, behavior and characteristic. To understand why human act or behave in a certain way, we can understand them through these 3 main areas – Affect, Behavior and Cognitive. Of course, if you are interested, you can always Google them or follow any Psychology website in your mobile phone. Well, how does this benefit me? Seriously, it is immeasurable. The knowledge is timeless and transferrable into any field or even any life situation! Thanks to the great work from those respected Psychologists such as Jean Piaget, Ivan Pavlov, Skinner, Albert Bandura, Abraham Maslow, Gardner Murphy and etc.</p> <p> </p> <p><strong>Same goes to the Counseling skills that I have learned where I can apply them into my relationship with others including my parents, family, partner, friends, colleagues and even strangers.</strong> To me, Counseling is more of a communication skills where you can emphasize others feeling, understand where they come from and then seek the best way to communicate the idea according to different age group. Seriously, this whole idea about Psychology and Counseling is really interesting and I could feel my eyes widen and smile is curved while typing this out. However, having these counseling skills and knowledge don’t make me a better person or communicator, but having a better awareness about myself and others. I am still learning along the way, but in a harder way because knowing the knowledge always pushes me to be more sensitive and structural when it comes to communication with others which can be tired at times. </p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xEP8-QlKAkQ/UVtYQPBbu1I/AAAAAAAAQDU/ZCHgNwo9BTo/s1600-h/door1%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="door1" border="0" alt="door1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ilg4gSyL8Is/UVtYRXx4VgI/AAAAAAAAQDc/ivpFRVmEfA0/door1_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="562" height="426" /></a></p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left">Still, I love what I have learned from this course.</p> <p> </p> <p><strong>Besides knowledge and skills, I would say that this course has taught me to see and value life from different perspective.</strong> It teaches me important values such as gratitude, responsible, be humble, creativity, be assertive, be understanding and many more. Probably it is because of the design of the course, or probably it is because of my lecturer where good values are instilled into the students’ personal growth not just to become an accountable counselor but as a human being. Humanity is what often being emphasized in each lesson. I am grateful that I could see strengths and uniqueness in everyone whom I have come across to and gain insights and wisdoms along the way. Being a teacher for over 400 kids, I could greatly exercise what I’ve learned to each of them. This is the beauty of my course.</p> <p> </p> <p>My first visit to New Delhi, India on last February 2013.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ptDt8yw0g0k/UVtaxCOfe9I/AAAAAAAAQEU/Or21RSHqUJs/s1600-h/IMG_4875%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_4875" border="0" alt="IMG_4875" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vs44XyLqgRg/UVtayXzKGEI/AAAAAAAAQEc/g6bJwCnfPBM/IMG_4875_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="587" height="450" /></a> <img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_4880" border="0" alt="IMG_4880" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZSISZKl2pBQ/UVtazbHCHuI/AAAAAAAAQEk/d72N0_0pt4A/IMG_4880_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="586" height="442" /></p> <p><strong>  <br />Note:</strong> What is in your mind when you see these 2 pictures? Is your country’s demographic any closer to this? If yes, how do you view your life? If no, how do you view their life? <br /></p> <p><strong>I think I have left this important point that I learn about myself more than before.</strong> That’s how I could come up with a long write up about myself few years back (<a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-am-i-where-am-i-leading-to.html" target="_blank">read here</a>). I have these 3 great lecturers whom appreciate uniqueness and encourage the search of trueself. They have never failed to spend their time and energy in helping each of us to grow as an individual and appreciate who we are and where we come from. I still remember that each day, I was looking forward to attend their classes and felt the joy of being nurtured with care and love. Their names shall always be remembered – Dr. Diana, Dr. Nicole and Dr. Haslee. Thank you for your great lesson and making a difference in my life. May the joy and love I have gained impact others’ lives too. </p> <p> </p> <p>Well, when it comes to love and joy, I shall never forget my Counseling buddies. <strong>Throughout these 4 years of course, I gained true friendship.</strong> We had been through ups and downs together, and still being so close to each other probably it’s because we have understood each other so well through various Counseling activities and humanistic lessons.  Help, open communication and sharing were easily done among many of us. There is almost no secret among ourselves, just like a family. Of course, we did have conflict but it doesn’t make us apart.</p> <p> </p> <p> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4CUM3IZfzXE/UVtYSpBKl4I/AAAAAAAAQDk/d674mNBpsNA/s1600-h/uscounselng%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="uscounselng" border="0" alt="uscounselng" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9YUR1iQPr5k/UVtYT1Epe3I/AAAAAAAAQDs/H8UDemYrl8g/uscounselng_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="580" height="391" /></a> </p> <p> </p> <p>From these 48 coursemates, <strong>there are 6 special people whom I have learned and loved so much. We even named ourselves as ‘The Birdies’</strong>. We know each other background stories, we share love stories, we share idea, we share dreams, we share bed (yay!), we share cosmetic items, we share the car, we share birthday present (and wedding present too!) and we share future together. Ahhhwww.. thinking of these have made myself feel warm and happy. If there is one thing I am forced to trade off, I know I will never ever, ever, ever trade this friendship because they are my greatest support system. Ahhww…</p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wlD_tmFOxSY/UVtYU-QLFRI/AAAAAAAAQD0/te7FXBBbjrw/s1600-h/different%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="different" border="0" alt="different" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--pCsdJJGmZw/UVtYWIG2v7I/AAAAAAAAQD8/NNbBxjA5ZLc/different_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="544" height="588" /></a>  Nearly 2 years of being apart but friendship remains strong. <br />(Couldn’t find the 6 birdies picture at the moment)</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><strong>And now, with my Bachelor Of Counseling academic background, I gained my first job as a fellow in </strong><a href="http://www.teachformalaysia.org" target="_blank"><strong>Teach For Malaysia</strong></a><strong> (TFM).</strong> Just as a quick sharing, Teach For Malaysia is a movement to address and fight for education inequity in the country. We share the same mission that ‘one day, all students in Malaysia will have the opportunity to attain an excellent education’. To my loyal readers (let me know if you’re still here as I know I haven’t blogged for many many months), you might have not heard much about my stories in joining TFM. It seems like there are a few pieces of lost puzzle. Well, don’t worry. I know I will get you there, soon.. :) <br /> <br /> <br /></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-iE7tUZtt1BA/UVtYXbLhHZI/AAAAAAAAQEE/YFyMrSqWQPc/s1600-h/ampangpecah1%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="ampangpecah1" border="0" alt="ampangpecah1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-q3TDM5bOnz8/UVtYYsnLEyI/AAAAAAAAQEM/loaqQ3z-dLA/ampangpecah1_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="568" height="380" /></a>My very first group of Form 4 students in SMK Ampang Pecah.</p> <p> </p> <p>Thank you to all my lecturers, course designers and my awesome coursemates. You have made my life journey more meaningful and successful. Thank you and I love you.</p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p>P/S: I feel like furthering my Master in Counseling after this. Let see.</p> <p> </p> <p>Related post on Blogging A-Z April Challenge: <br /><a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-promise.html" target="_blank">A – A Promise</a>. <br />B – Bachelor Of Counseling (Current) <br />C – <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/c-is-most-interesting-alphabet.html" target="_blank">C Is The Most Interesting Alphabet!</a></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-86902234813567379842013-04-01T23:55:00.000+08:002013-04-05T03:07:41.057+08:00A Promise<p>As many of you would have known that I am no longer active blogger since year 2011. I used to be a daily if not weekly updater who will make sure new blog post is published every midnight (why midnight? Because I gain inspiration the most at this hour). </p> <p> <br />Well, I don’t know since when my motivation for blogging reduced and often be excused by the buziness of studies, thesis writing or now, work. Excuse always been replaced by new excuse and now, I am tired of repeating the same unproductiveness. I am discouraged by my inconsistency and for a lack of better word – laziness. Oh Gosh!</p> <p> </p> <p>Despite of my disappearance from the blogosphere, my heart and soul are still always lingering around my blog. My passion in writing, photography and drawing is still as strong as the storm although it is not enough to make my fingers move. Well, not anymore because they are eager to run as fast as they can on the keyboard right now because curryegg is in ‘<a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/03/because-of-determination.html" target="_blank">the determination</a>’ to participate a challenge named “<a href="http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2013/01/10-tips-to-ace-atozchallenge.html" target="_blank">Blogging From A to Z April Challenge</a>” which is inspired by Preetilata, a blogger friend from India.</p> <p> </p> <p>As I was reading her post (read her very <a href="http://mywhitewindow.blogspot.in/2013/04/april-and-autumn-leaves.html" target="_blank">first April post</a>. Beautifully written with a good touch of emotion and story), I’ve discovered the A-Z challenge and get pretty excited to join as well since what I need now is a ‘Tsunami strength’ to keep my motivation at peak so that in the end of the 2013, I will be so proud of myself with a colorful collection of personal stories. <br />[ <strong>This year theme for my blog:</strong> <em><strong>Explore the <font size="4"><font color="#ffff00">c</font><font color="#ff8040">o</font><font color="#ff0080">l</font><font color="#800080">o</font><font color="#0080ff">u</font><font color="#00c400">r</font><font color="#404040">s</font></font> within yourself.</strong> I really love this theme especially the word colour  as it refers to the adventurous and uniqueness stories of me</em>]</p> <p> </p> <p>Besides, I will be superbly honored to announce to my readers, especially to my fiance with this opening phrase of <font size="3">“I HAVE MADE IT!!!”. <br /></font></p> <p>Why?</p> <p>Because last December, he has made an  unbelievable research on the number of blog post posted each year and shared the result in curryegg FB page. I am impressed by his analytical mind but not the confidence of ruling over my performance =/</p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-7BqtG6-Crvs/UVnAZNDGHoI/AAAAAAAAQC0/_hrs0_vZwyc/s1600-h/calvtease%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="calvtease" border="0" alt="calvtease" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5xYdr9AS5C0/UVnAaFmfpqI/AAAAAAAAQC4/MwRWILPTDwE/calvtease_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="554" height="511" /></a> Such a bold statement uh? <br /></p> <p>If I am going to blog everyday except Sunday on April – it will be at least 26 posts. If i will blog at least 5 for the following months, it will be 5 X 8 = 40. So 26+40 = 66 posts! Yay! It is going to exceed both 2012 and 2012 years! Maths teacher is doing her Maths yo~ <br /> <br /> <br />Oh gosh. <br />I gotta prove his hypothesis wrong for this year. Yes, I have to. I couldn’t imagine to receive another statistic finding from him in the end of this year. Oh no~ <br /> <br />So,<strong> here is <font color="#ff0080">a promise</font></strong> <strong>I make to myself that I will blog every single day in the month of April by following the alphabet from A-Z except Sunday</strong>. Well, you better hope that this is an ‘April Fool’ blogpost because the egg is going to rule your month with her stories. <br /></p> <p>This is going to be <font size="3">ex-ci-tiiiiiiiiiiinggg!! <br /></font> <br /></p> <center><a href="http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/" target="_blank" ?="?"><img border="0" src="http://i1139.photobucket.com/albums/n547/Jeremy-iZombie/A%20TO%20Z%202013/A2Z-2013-BADGE-001Small_zps669396f9.jpg" /></a></center> <p></p> <p> </p> <p>To end this post with some juices of creativity and romance, here is a year 2011 picture that I have not shown to anyone beside you (April Fool!).</p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-h_oAh71BPW0/UVnAa8owLTI/AAAAAAAAQCk/YwucvQpEY1g/s1600-h/eiffeltower%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="eiffeltower" border="0" alt="eiffeltower" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-u_qgbNaPYCI/UVnAbg4ULOI/AAAAAAAAQCs/cknUhhyZq0A/eiffeltower_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="392" height="518" /></a> </p> <p> </p> <p>| Do you know that Eiffel Tower is inspired by the capital letter of A? :) </p> <p> <br />Blogging A-Z April Challenge related post: <br />A – A Promise (current) <br />B – <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/bachelor-of-counseling-and-i.html" target="_blank">Bachelor Of Counseling And I</a> <br />C – <a href="http://curryegg.blogspot.com/2013/04/c-is-most-interesting-alphabet.html" target="_blank">C Is The Most Interesting Alphabet!</a></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-79319427037862167162013-03-27T23:52:00.001+08:002013-03-28T00:11:21.250+08:00Because of The Determination.<p>Because of the determination, </p> <p> </p> <p>1) I have changed my blog banner within 2.5 hours. Or probably 3.. or probably 4. Well, quoted from Sharon this morning, she said that when we are indulged in something we like, we will not be aware of the time. Yes, I truly agree with her especially when it comes to blog related stuff. I took a good long hours to adjust and resize my blog banner so that it fits the way I want.</p> <p> </p> <p>For a person who has been away from the blogosphere for years, I need time to pick up with what I have left behind. Because of the determination, I succeed and make us a new look for curryegg! Yay~</p> <p align="center"> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xkfMkA_D2ic/UVMVg0l6gBI/AAAAAAAAQA8/DG7wJl_5ckY/s1600-h/curryeggcolours%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="curryeggcolours" border="0" alt="curryeggcolours" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-f4lEU6OqjuQ/UVMVhy7l22I/AAAAAAAAQBE/IujIOa_rkkE/curryeggcolours_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="560" height="423" /></a> </p> <p align="center">Original photo taken by Mamak at KLCC. I love this!</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="justify">2) I attend PGDE (Postgraduate Diploma in Education) classes in UUM KL since Monday. Most of the teachers across the country are enjoying their 1 week holiday with family and friends. However, the TFM fellows (including me) must woke up as early as 6am to fight with the KL traffic so that we can reach the building on time. Because of the determination, I pull myself hard enough to attend holiday classes… *sleep… I want sleep..* T.T </p> <p align="left"> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UYebRE9ZPtg/UVMVjPYmwII/AAAAAAAAQBM/O3UbMaSqwCc/s1600-h/IMG_5674%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_5674" border="0" alt="IMG_5674" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-t0mZyrZNsx8/UVMVkqkxKJI/AAAAAAAAQBU/FnpjSG_eVFg/IMG_5674_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="566" height="427" /></a> </p> <p align="center">One of my fellow friends, Ken who was enjoying his drink while watching the KL scenery.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p>3) I captured an inspiring scene of a Form 3 student who was helping her mum in running the ‘pisang goreng’ business while a Maths book was placed clumsily on the stool with a pencil, and a scientific calculator on it. The scene was spotted when my friends and I were looking for lunch and so happened, we came across with a stall, located in between of the old buildings. There was a young girl who was sitting on the stool with an earplug attached to one of her ears, doing Maths attentively while her mum was frying banana. </p> <p align="center"> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UpzzyvWDeTQ/UVMVl9uatrI/AAAAAAAAQBc/6FalsH7McXQ/s1600-h/IMG_5691%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_5691" border="0" alt="IMG_5691" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5f3mgt2n408/UVMVm1NtrMI/AAAAAAAAQBk/5920jjOuzq0/IMG_5691_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="566" height="427" /></a> </p> <p> </p> <p>I was curious with this young lady and managed to initiate a short conversation. Then, I found out that this 15 year old girl has a strong will to succeed in the coming PMR and in the meantime, she wants to help her family. Hence, she was there helping her mum while stealing opportunity to work on her studies. I was touched immediately by her boldness and secretly hoping that my students can learn from her. </p> <p>Because of the determination, I found an inspiring story besides the busy road.</p> <p> </p> <p>4) I have finished my assignment according to the set timeline and daily goal.  Before this, I was bad with time management and my tasks were mostly undone, hence procrastinated.  Being an adult and a teacher of 400+ students, responsibility has of course increased. There is no any reason to not show excellence when my main goal now is to educate future generation to be an accountable individual. Because of the determination, I have achieved my goals ;) <br /></p> <p>Photos from my <a href="http://instagram.com/curryegg" target="_blank">instagram</a>. <br /></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-D6wxStd-KTo/UVMVn8btH-I/AAAAAAAAQBs/YpmwCbxGuwI/s1600-h/IMG_5738%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5738" border="0" alt="IMG_5738" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vFA3s4Y1OH8/UVMVo56NNMI/AAAAAAAAQB0/hbAUirb2ZSs/IMG_5738_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="518" height="518" /></a> Food Talk @ Kuchai Lama.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-P6ctbjYthFo/UVMVp8NDWGI/AAAAAAAAQB8/fKGloTAOZ-E/s1600-h/IMG_5739%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_5739" border="0" alt="IMG_5739" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ZxQHjLoQRVM/UVMVq-RZccI/AAAAAAAAQCE/65XV_nN6JR4/IMG_5739_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="523" height="523" /></a> With the presence of great company, drink and food.</p> <p> <br />Yeah! <br />These are such a great news and I am inspired to be more determined in the coming days to achieve something that can enlighten my days. Looking forward for a longer list to come so that in the end of the year, I can review my own achievement and be super duper proud with myself. <br /></p> <p>Because of the determination, I have blogged and published this post with pure joy and happiness *wink*</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-22373656738954937772013-03-08T12:10:00.001+08:002013-03-08T12:10:50.720+08:00Win The Daily Battle<p align="center">Here is my daily reminder from John C. Maxwell on his ‘Success One Day At A Time.</p> <p align="center"> <br /> <br />People who achieve daily success <br />have learned to conquer four common time-wasters,</p> <p align="center">Laziness: <br />Time put to no useful purpose, <br />not even relaxation. <br /> <br />Procrastination: <br />Putting off things that should be done now.</p> <p align="center">Distraction: <br />Time frittered away on the details of side issues, <br />to the detriment of the main issue. <br /> <br />Impatience: <br />lack of preparation, thoroughness, <br />or perseverance, usually resulting in <br />time-consuming mistakes.</p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4722" border="0" alt="IMG_4722" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-URHq7JWhleQ/UTlkyXsP9TI/AAAAAAAAP8E/h02HPOc3Gk4/IMG_4722_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="490" height="370" /></p> <p align="center">Photo was taken from during in the Teach For India InspirED session in New Delhi, India.</p> <p>'</p> <p>I shall remember and practice what shall be done right now.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-11106391441760185052013-01-28T23:47:00.001+08:002013-01-28T23:47:15.767+08:00My 12.12.12 Proposal Video<p>Probably some of you are not aware that I am being proposed on the 12.12.2012!!! <br />Although it has been 1.5 month, I seriously still couldn’t believe it!</p> <p> <br /><font size="4">Oh my!</font></p> <p> <br />While typing this out, the ring is clinging on my right finger. Well, I hardly wear ring since childhood (except those that are made using straw and flower stem). So, it still creates the unfamiliar experience whenever I wear it. By the way, I don’t wear the ring often because I am worried that constant use of whiteboard marker at school and my clumsiness will spoil the ring. I am not a good care-taker so this time, I am determined to be one, for the sake of the ring which symbolized his love. </p> <p> </p> <p>I have always intended to write a full long post on the proposal. However time doesn’t seem like wanting to be my friend lately. Well, it is ok because there is a videoclip created by one of my friends, Steve that recorded the moments.</p> <p> </p> <p><iframe height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AnlpoOeVPpY" frameborder="0" width="640" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"></iframe></p> <p> </p> <p>Till now, my cheeks will still turn red whenever I watch or recall the moment. <br />Shocking. Drama. Loving. Precious.</p> <p> </p> <p>To some of you who do not understand Mandarin, it might be difficult for you because all the actor and actresses conversed in Mandarin. <br /> <br /> <br />Again, thank you to those who participated and contributed in my very special proposal day. Thank you for your love, care and blessing ♥</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-92069910347245161852013-01-23T00:19:00.001+08:002013-01-23T00:24:03.058+08:00Live Life To The FullestThis is my first time updating my blog using my phone. It feels pretty uncomfortable because of its size. Anyway, it's good to try other alternative to have my self-talk before the sleep takes over.<br />
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Sorry for not updating my blog as often as I used to be though deep inside me, I always wanted to share my latest thoughts and experiences. There are so many things I wanna share here however, when time, energy and work are taken into further consideration, I become demotivated. Marking books or lesson planning seem to be a smarter choice of spending the night before sleep.<br />
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Ok, lets put aside of my work and read my thoughts. When I was a counseling student, I always worried that my public visibility in the blogosphere or in the social media will affect my professionalism as a counsellor. Imagine if a client who read your blog come to you and receive counseling services while in his or hers mind know the romantic proposal you have or food that you dislike. That is against the ethics as counseling should not be in dual relationships.<br />
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Now that I am a teacher in these 2 years of fellowship, i hVe different worries. I am concerned that the posts I wrote and will write might affect my students respond towards me as and individual and my teaching. It is hard to imagine to let the students see another side(s) of the teacher when they should focus more in their own learning and development. <br />
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Well, being in my second year of teaching, I am happy to share that I M happy to just be myself whether in the offline or online world because I am genuine from the inside out. The person whom I am in the classroom is the same as in the staff room. The person who is refilling fuel in the petrol station is the same as the person who went to Bangkok to have an amazing trip. The person who cried over a sad Hong Kong drama series is still the same S the person who is blogging here. Probably the only difference is the name: from Kai Lee to Kelly and from Kelly to curryegg.<br />
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Gaining insights and wisdoms throughout the years have taught me to appreciate and accepting myself as an unique individual. Besides, I have learnt to treat my life as my learning platform. Hence, I become more relaxed and love being the person I love to be.<br />
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I love this self love experiences. Guess that's why I could live life to the fullest despite of the daily ups and downs I am facing. Thank you for still reading and following my blog. This is something I would want to treasure the most.<br />
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Just a quick sharing. During in the beginning of the year my 5 classes, I have proudly and confidently told my students that my new year resolution and by big goal for this year is to see them transform and write their success stories in my book.<br />
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That is a promise I made to myself and to them. I don't know why the idea struck me. Well, I think it has been keeping somewhere in my brain that I have never discovered. Hence, I will start my little project by first updating my blog and shared it publicly andouille so that I start working on it.<br />
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Here is a picture I took on last Sunday in Publika, KL. I love it so much! Nice? <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdRtcq8W1WIaDVe2AerlH337jaT859Q3lsKhoA18lG2DZ9CYlNE-7EbRFnlPWPkiGkFI9lcmnzJYtx0gOP8QQ3Ko168CquEnqycXYQnKPk4tP81KQGV89dwCiVeFxo6Uaw3Z3b/s640/blogger-image--120917891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdRtcq8W1WIaDVe2AerlH337jaT859Q3lsKhoA18lG2DZ9CYlNE-7EbRFnlPWPkiGkFI9lcmnzJYtx0gOP8QQ3Ko168CquEnqycXYQnKPk4tP81KQGV89dwCiVeFxo6Uaw3Z3b/s640/blogger-image--120917891.jpg" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31638807.post-40964218852414305722013-01-08T08:00:00.000+08:002013-01-08T10:20:37.497+08:00Inspired By FB For Making A 2012 Review<p><span class="userContent">I had written my 2012 Review for almost a week in Facebook and I think it is best that I just CTLR+C and CTRL+V here. It is the beautiful memories that I wanted to share with even if you are not in my Facebook ;) <br /> <br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></p> <p> </p> <p><span class="userContent">2012 has been an amazing year. Never had I thought that it will end so quickly! What had happened yesterday was like a dream, so beautiful and meaningful. <br /> <br />There are so many 'first times' I encountered throughout the year 2012: <br /> <br />- First tim<span class="text_exposed_show">e having my own room <br />- First time being a teacher <br />- First time helping Calv in house moving <br />- First time being a DSLR user <br />- First time receiving salary <br />- First time treating my parents on expensive restaurant <br />- First time making doodle notes <br />- First time cooking for Calv Seet <br />- First time owning a Bamboo device!!! <br />- First time being crazy over Instagram (Follow me @curryegg !) <br />- First time having an iphone as present <br />- First time meeting a long-lost childhood n NS friend <br />- First time squeezing out all my creative juice for creative assignment. <br />- First time seeing my students’ drastic achievement in academic and attitude <br /></span></span><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">- First time buying 24 books in a month! <br />- First time paying for my passport. <br />- First time having birdies photography session <br />- First time flying to oversea with Calv</span></span><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show"> <br /></span></span><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show"></span></span></p> <img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="teacher1" border="0" alt="teacher1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-MWeCTs18uQs/UOsNqnQdZcI/AAAAAAAAP54/EK1yVrDfR8k/teacher1_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="566" height="518" /> <p align="center">Me and my TFM collabs in our traditional attire.</p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-K3t3jVsHmYE/UOsNsXVqccI/AAAAAAAAP6A/LX01WsnjPu8/s1600-h/IMG_2804%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_2804" border="0" alt="IMG_2804" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-NR_vYoXLkQQ/UOsNt834hMI/AAAAAAAAP6I/ADEBhhfILxE/IMG_2804_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="572" height="385" /></a></span></p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"></span><span class="userContent">One of the activities that my students enjoyed the most ;)</span></p> <p><span class="userContent"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-aICK1ak_0Qo/UOsNvRfuAAI/AAAAAAAAP6Q/VP1jQdRFI4k/s1600-h/photoftheday15%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="photoftheday15" border="0" alt="photoftheday15" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8aYYN7ddgWo/UOsNwoEkZaI/AAAAAAAAP6U/IE6x7UgrjXg/photoftheday15_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="570" height="384" /></a></span></p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">My DSLR and I!</span></span></p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KFe5nE8HiHM/UOsNyZ-k9jI/AAAAAAAAP6Y/w9p3WZUxMi8/s1600-h/beehungoreng%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="beehungoreng" border="0" alt="beehungoreng" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iimTrIDF1Vw/UOsNzz2-1KI/AAAAAAAAP6k/Cjh3LjItQ5M/beehungoreng_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="584" height="441" /></a> </span> <p align="center">Sorry. Not Halal. By the way, this picture was ‘stole’ from his photo album =P</p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-gWWofw9twaI/UOsN17uxZ3I/AAAAAAAAP6s/XjgazlUNips/s1600-h/birthday4%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="birthday4" border="0" alt="birthday4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-p_R0nVi9kSU/UOsN30wXoqI/AAAAAAAAP60/tCvEU6lTxxg/birthday4_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="589" height="447" /></a> That is the exact reaction when I unwrap the present and saw the word, “BAMBOO!”</span></p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IcEFz949kkE/UOsN5qlsoeI/AAAAAAAAP68/X0AWJKkYh1U/s1600-h/frenshot%25255B9%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="frenshot" border="0" alt="frenshot" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-U9btxjsOk5w/UOsN7n0STrI/AAAAAAAAP7E/YUywln-RvKM/frenshot_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /></a></span><span class="userContent"> Birdies + Baby panda!</span></p> <p align="center"><span class="userContent"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MbgPOFQQOgs/UOsN9ybN7EI/AAAAAAAAP7M/yTHZm5nZHUw/s1600-h/thai%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="thai" border="0" alt="thai" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zVX9HtWK-t4/UOsN_WzGErI/AAAAAAAAP7U/3elZrAvTJJY/thai_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="385" height="509" /></a>My pancake at Samed Island, Thailand~ </span></p> <p> <br />Of course, there are other down 'First time' such as: <br /> <br />- First time crying in front of the students <br />- First time being so lost and down <br />- First time not blogging for 100 days! <br /> <br /> <br />Well, I am thankful that my good 'First times' are higher than the opposite one ;) <br /> <br />Of course, not to forget my highlighted first time: <br />- Being *cheated by a bunch of friends and relatives because of Calv. <br />- Being proposed under such an unpredicted circumstances <br />- Being hold by a ring <br />- Owning a custom-made diamond ring <br />- Having face so red and warm throughout the week!</p> <p> </p> <p><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Proposal" border="0" alt="Proposal" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zUesGzjouRA/UOsOBBRlDqI/AAAAAAAAP7c/Lvwi07jwGFE/Proposal_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="541" height="408" /></p> <p align="center">Oopss.. Ok. Pretend that you have not read and seen this picture so that I can tell you more in details by continuing my Love Story Part 3. <br /> <br /></p> <p align="left">Oh... and first time receiving so many blessing and like from you guys in FB! Thank you. <br /> <br />2012 was indeed an adventurous and eventful year that i will never ever forgotten. Thank you for the year and I am ready to jump on my new 2013 chapter. I know that it will be my legendary year and I shall reveal the reason day by day, till I do my another end of year reflection again. <br /> <br /> <br />Happy New Year and let's turn our 2013 as our canvas and be an artist to paint the way we want it to be! <br /> <br />***</p> </span><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show"></span> <p> <br />Special thanks to: <br />My parents, Calv's family, my best buddies, TFM friends, LDOs, principles, teachers, students, students' parents, blog readers and you. You guys have played an important role in my life. Of course, you.. my dear Calvin. Love you all ♥</p> </span></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Remember egg, remember curryegg.</div>curryegghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06721042410436165797noreply@blogger.com