You might find it strange because Amanda Liew and total silence/not making noise at all does NOT go together. I'm just the kinda person that just wont shut up. I have decided to not speak at all or to IM at all for 40 hours starting on Friday - 8pm till Sunday - 12 pm.
"Has she nothing better to do" did i hear you say? It's all for a worthy cause i assure you. My church - Zion Praise Harvest has just participated in a World Vision Australia programme called the 40 Hour Famine. Click on the blue words for more information. I dont know how to explain this but there are several ways in which you can partipate. When you sign up, you'll be given a booklet with some forms in it and receipt as well. Will have to fill in the particulars of the person donating to this cause and they will be given a receipt as well. So you can either,
1) Go without FOOD for 40 hrs - The children in places like East Timor, Mozambigue, Tanzania and Zambia go without food for more than 40 hours sometimes.
2) Go without TECHNOLOGY for 40 hrs - Needless to say most of them have not even heard of what the Internet is, what a computer looks like or will ever get the chance to lay hands on PS 2 controller.
3) Go without FURNITURE for 40 hrs - The only furniture that most of them have is probably a worn and tattered piece of mat on the barren ground.
4) Or come up with something creative
Therefore I have decided to go without TALKING for 40 hrs. Cant go without food because of the recent return of my gastritis, tech cannot cause of my darn assignments and furniture needless to say cannot. I know it may not sound reasonable or even worthwhile at all by going without words. But i've read the Blender forum and someone said something that made sense to my seemingly worthless mission. When a child has gone without food for more than 20 hours, and is so weak he/she can barely walk, will he/she go on chattering about how hungry he/she is? At some point you get so weak you wont even have the strength to utter a word.
I'm the kind of person that if given the right circumstances and the right person to talk to can go ON talking for 40 hrs. And i hope to correct my habit in the process. I tend to get very critical of a person or something if i feel that does not suit my taste. This is a better phrase for my existing condition. The not so good phrase is AKA Bad Mouthing.
I'm not gonna go on explaining that what i'm doing is going to be a reflective exercise of cleansing my inner spirit and give me a renewed attitude to ... la di da di da ... All I want to do is to help raise money for those children and their families and I want to see that the children get fed and are able to do what children are suppose to do everyday. They should be running wild and playing around and annoying their parents., not going into the fields to look for food, not going up to some mud infested waters for water supply, not having to watch their siblings die from malnutrition and starvation.
I hope there are people out there that supports my course of action. Wont be blogging for awhile now. Gotta go raise some money!
Toorah'
The headache of every employers as mentioned form the title is ofcourse the ultimate demolition duo/ the evil twins/ the dasdarty duo/ the menace sisters/ the twin tower of supreme evil/ the twin terror/ the mischief sisters .... You can call me and sherli whichever name you wish from the listed above. No employer would ever want us working in the same shift together. Ofcourse our sweet and lovely boss didnt know that to begin with. Me and my evil sista' had the night shift today. Worked from 3 - 9pm. "Worked". Our boss didnt come in during the whole time. Mua ha ha. So naturally when there is a slow stream of customers, we get bored, and when we get bored . . . . . . We get Mischievious ...... Yes yes we do ..... So what should i begin with? The karaoke session? The "Aku-ka-ra-ca" dance session? or the photo taking session? hahahha... yes we did all that. Couldnt help it. The boss's fault for putting a stereo in the shop. And so happens at that moment they played the song "La Bamba". And we just arranged this cute koala noise maker thinghies. So it was our "Cha chas" and we did the crazy dance in the shop. It was SO boring ok. We even bought bubble tea and chips. Ate n talked. We even took some of the items of the shop to fiddle with. Call us immature but having fun is suppose to make us all look younger ok. Got research to back me up so dont play play man.
Here are some evidence that we actually fooled around the shop and not worked hahaha. Oh dear. Dont tell me boss ok? Hushhhhhh .....
The crazy "Aku-ka-ra-cha" dance session. Cap - AUD6.95; Koala shakers - AUD8.95; The beautiful dancing maiden - Priceless
Massive wombat - AUD99.95
I dont even wanna know why they sell these kinda souvenirs in shops. Mine are Hooters i think. Hahaha
So as you can see I'm very blessed with such a job. And i got paid AUD50 today for working 6 hrs. Hehehe. AMEN!! God is SO GOOD!
I have even more looney pictures actually but then Blogspot wouldnt let me upload anymore. It shall be in my post i guess.
Gotta finish up my assignments now.
Toorah!
No I'm not drunk. If i were drunk you wouldnt have been able to decipher whatever i was writing. The 3 words had to do with my cell outting last night. No we didnt illegally catch fish/caught a fish and put it in a police man's pants and then got sent to prison and then a friendly guard gave us some tea to warm ourselves.
For our cell outting we went to Fremantle for fish and chips in Cicerello's. Yummmmmmmm ... They have the most amazing fish and chips ever. Pls la Malaysian places like Long John Silver, Manhattan fish market, etc, All can go bankrupt if Cicerello's decided to branch out to KL. Our lovely driver Edwin drove us there. And he just got Saved on Saturday!!!!! HIP HIP HURRAY!!! The whole journey there was filled with phone calls asking for directions. But when we finally got there it was freezing and we had to sit outside on the docks for our meal because it was full inside the retaurant. But the food was Great, company was good and the view was amazing so what the heck about the cold la. Me and Sherli shared a large Seafood Chowder - AUD14.50 and a Fish and Chips - AUD 10.50. The fish and chips were large enough to feed 2 starving girls ok. Was ready to drop dead and leave a happy corpse behind by the time i was halfway through the meal.
After dinner some people in the group decided that it was a "good" idea to visit the Fremantle Prison since we're in the area. Its like Pudu jail la. No prisoners are currently reciding there. Although there are stories of "ex-prisoners" still living there. We're not talking about flesh and blood homo sapiens ok. They say there are noises when you walk through the place. Another friend told me that once her friends went there and all the cameras in the group didnt work when they went in. I thought all was crappy balogney. I didnt mind going or not really. Greater is Christ that is in Me than he that's of the world!! AMEN!! (sorry if its wrong. my bible quotations also not that good. But the main thing i wanna say is that i have faith la ok).
So all went but all got lost except for some. Sighs. Needless to say we were lost. Took almost 15 mins just to figure out where we were going. Whenw e finally reached there, guess what? It was Closed!!! It was so funny ok. So someone suggested that we should all go for Bubble Tea instead. So all went to the city. So now you see how it all connects. Oh well.. Wasn;t all a waste. Atleast i had real good bubble tea. Went to a place called Tea Fusion in the tiny Chinatown in Northbridge. Had Honeydew Bubble Tea - AUD3.50. I usually dont order the "pearls". I go for pudding or jelly but then i just went ahead and ordered it last nite. It was totally different from those in KL! In KL the 'pearls' are very hard and chewy n hard to swallow. But the ones here was delish! Tasted a lot like honey and it was soft n gooey. Loved it! Georgement started cracking so many jokes and we just laughed and laughed. The conversation involved a lot of fake indian accents and Bollywood stories.
After that all went home full and happy.
The End
No i'm not going to write about some kinky fantasies/habits of mine eventhough judging by the title it may seem so. I have a lot of stuff to get off my chest.
These are one of the many nights that i've felt very burdened. I feel so heavy. Like I have so much upon myself. I'm just so so so so tired. Tired of thinking for other people, tired of comforting other people, tired of trying to hard to please other people, tired from putting smiles on other peoples faces ... I'm not complaining but I'm just so tired from putting others before myself. It may seem selfish for me to say so but that's how i really feel. Been wearing a mask on my face for such a long time i've forgotten how I look like or how I really should be looking like anymore. The only time i find real peace and lighter is when I'm doing my Quiet Time and when I praise and worship in church. Just now Ps Jeff spoke on finding your own talent and not envying others. That is an area i felt hardest to overcome. I;ve been trying to find my hidden talent for so long am beginning to wonder whether i have any at all. I've never been able to succeed in whatever i do. So what is my talent really? I dont know. People tell me that i'm able to make them feel at ease when they're with me and that i make them laugh. So what have i been doing? Have i been putting on a mini circus or clown act for others to laugh at and point at? Am I making myself look like the court jester so that others wont feel so? I'm really confused at this point.
I know my problems aren't major and actually it isnt even worth mentioning but i just need to get it out. Am just so overwhelmed at everything that's happening. My bestest friend ever leaving to another country and i may not see her for yrs to come, having to juggle a job and study at the same time, not knowing what my future is, etc etc etc ..... Maybe i'm just being a whiny-ninny-poo. But i cant help it. It's like the song by Alanis Morrisette - Ironic. "It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife ... It's like meeting the man of your dreams and meeting his beautiful wife .. Isn't it ironic ... " I feel so blessed but at the same time so burdened. I dont know how to explain my current situation. I just need someone that i can lie my head on and let out a loud wail and have him pat my back and say that everything will be alright. Someone to make sure I remember to eat, someone to comfort me when things go wrong, someone to take care of me. That's not too much to ask for isn't it? Maybe it is ... Maybe i feed solely off the happiness of others. I'm parasitic now aren't I.
Lord please give me rest. I'm so tired God, from meeting the expectations of others. Lord let me be myself and yet be accepted by others ... Lord be with me ... Sustain me so that i can have the strength to sustain others ...
What has happen to mankind? What have we done to live in this ever degrading society? Are people not learning manners and courtesy at home anymore? Today i was working in the morning. Oh ya i've forgotten to post that I'm now working in a souvenir shop in the Perth CBD. So everything was peaceful this morning, Linda my boss was doing the accounts, her Very adorable son, Samuel was playing with his dad, customers was doing some browsing round and I was price tagging some items. The out of no where there this woman starting shouting at the top of her lungs outside of our shop. She was riding on a scooter and she stopped right outside our shop while waving the Australian flag. She was shouting "OI! IF YOU CANT EVEN HANG THE AUSTRALIAN FLAG PROPERLY THEN DONT COME INTO THE COUNTRY!!! BLOODY BUGGERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And she kept repeating that while waving her tiny aussie flag from her scooter. It was quite a sight. What happened was that my boss hung the aussie flag the wrong way. From inside the shop it looked fine but from the outside it was the other way round. Talk about patriotism. She is very patriotic considering she isnt the owner the country. She is just like me an immigrant to the country she calls her own. Aboriginals own Australia not you, you caucasian woman you. Correct me if i'm wrong on this. But it was clearly seen that a little kid was present in the midst of her swearing. Has she no shame in swearing in front of a kid? What is wrong with this kinda people? What kind of family have they been brought up in? I do say quite colorful words sometimes but NEVER in the presence of children or old people.
That woman ought to be ashamed of herself.
Tsk tsk tsk ....
