tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-362682092009-06-13T03:36:35.086+08:00Fatty Poh's KopitiamKopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.comBlogger287125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-10209330772963840672008-10-05T12:57:00.004+08:002008-10-05T13:48:05.971+08:00Declaring my Love For Old Malaysian MoviesI grew up watching Siput Sarawak, P.Ramlee, S Roomai Noor, Ummi Kalthoum, Saloma, Aziz Sattar, Sarimah, S Shamsuddin, Normadiah, Ibrahim Pendek. Initially I had wanted to write about P. Ramlee films but decided not to, instead I have some of the lesser known movies that I absolutely LOVE and up till this day still etched in my memory.<br /><br />Does anyone remember Latifah Omar as the good Bawang Merah, Umi Kalthom as the bad Bawang Putih, and Mustapha Maarof as the Prince.<br />The story takes place in a simple village household. The head of this family has two wives, and each wife has their own daughter. Bawang Merah and her mother are jealous of the attention the father gives Bawang Putih and her mother. When the father dies, Bawang Merah and mother take charge of the household and bully Bawang Putih. Bawang Putih’s mother stands up for her daughter but she soon dies prematurely, in some versions due to sickness and in some versions due to the intentional malice of Bawang Merah's mother. Anyway the story involves a talking fish, a magic swing, a handsome Prince and best of all a happy ending. If you haven't watched it before, you definitely have to go rent the video.<br />Also being a fan of horror movies how can I not mention the infamous SUMPAH ORANG MINYAK. I think several versions of this legendary creature exists. In the 1956 movie which P.Ramlee directed and acted in, the orang minyak was a man who was trying to win back his love with magic was somehow cursed. Apparently the devil offered to help him and give him powers of the black art but in return he had to rape 21 virgins within a week (with the help of Tongkat Ali, of course, hehe, no lah just kidding!!)<br />Then I found this information, apparently 'in the 1960s, the orang minyak supposedly lived around several Malaysian towns raping young women. The orang minyak of the 1960s was described as human, having a naked body covered with oil to make it difficult to catch. However, there were also stories of the orang minyak where it was supposedly supernatural in origin, or invisible to non-virgins (possibly from the oil) or both. The mass panic has also led to unmarried women, typically in student dormitories, borrowing sweaty clothes to give the impression to the orang minyak that they are with a man. Other defences supposedly include biting its left thumb and covering it in batik'.<br />Then there is the story of Patung Chendana, involving an ugly hunchback. Everyday he would go to the pond and one day while it was raining I think he found this lovely patung of a woman and brought her home, tending to her so lovingly that she became human and granted him good looks and riches but this man abused her love and so the patung ran away, (of course now human) realizing his mistake he chases after her but was too late she had already turned back into a patung and he became a poor hunchback again.<br />Finally, there is the pontianak movies where a young female hunchback, is transformed into a beautiful woman by magic, but after sucking out snake venom from a bite received by her husband, she becomes a vampiric Pontianak. When the Pontianak tries to transform her daughter into one of the undead, the creature is destroyed when a nail is driven into her skull.<br />This one got series, after Pontianak, got Dendam Pontianak, Pontianak Kembali, Pontianak Gua Musang. But sssshhhhh better not talk about the Pontianak too much, night time coming......<br /><br />This is one many things I love about being a Malaysian....we are a people of vivid imaginations and loads of superstition.<br /><br />This post was written in the hopes of winning one of <a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://quachee.blogspot.com/2008/07/malaysia-book-update-12-contest-for.html"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Qua Chee</span></a>'s <a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.themalaysiapage.com">books</a>.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.themalaysiapage.com"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/SOhTiVn3y1I/AAAAAAAABLg/pZ9NlxpQUqk/s400/COVER50%2B1+Malaysia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253540814712720210" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-1020933077296384067?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-86628851585700193582008-03-03T08:22:00.011+08:002008-12-09T19:40:02.527+08:00Aiyo wa manyak sori..........UPDATED till we meet againKopitiamSoh serving everyone one last cup of kopi <span style="font-size:78%;">(if u wan kopi ping put ice yourself, ice maching not working liao)</span> and loti kaya:-<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R8-EysisIlI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/saMtNsz4azw/s1600-h/kopitiamkopi+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174500503356973650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R8-EysisIlI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/saMtNsz4azw/s400/kopitiamkopi+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R8-Ey8isImI/AAAAAAAAA1g/RYSiz-6aGgA/s1600-h/kaya_toast_with_coffee+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174500507651940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R8-Ey8isImI/AAAAAAAAA1g/RYSiz-6aGgA/s400/kaya_toast_with_coffee+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br />When most of you saw this:-<br /><span style="color:#99ffff;"><strong>________________________________________________</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>This blog is open to invited readers only<br />http://overseasmomwife.blogspot.com/<br />If you are a reader of this blog, tell us who you are! Sign in using your Account.<br /><br />Username (Email)<br />Password </strong></span><br /></span><strong><span style="color:#99ffff;">_________________________________________________</span></strong><br />You thought that I had "privatize" my blog, I am sooooo sori..........wat I had intended was to just closed the kopitiam so tarak "invited readers" lar. I mean kopitiam close liao mar, so no more kopi and loti oredi. Some of u ask that i just leave it as is but then hor u kambing here sitting in der gelap gelap kopitiam for wat? Again I am sorry.....so wat I tink I'll do is just put this notice up for about a week then I will "close" it, ok? When u see "invited readers" oni dun panic becoz it just means the kopitiam is closed. I also apologize for not being able to explain my reasons here.<br /><br />Warm Hugs owes,<br />KopitiamSoh<br /><br />P/S Limember dis owes all of you are veri veri veri dear in mai heart. I am truly blessed to have "met" each and everyone of you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-8662885158570019358?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com123tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-62417592882996910892008-03-01T00:51:00.004+08:002008-03-01T05:49:37.772+08:00Dis type of ting got happen 2 U onot?This morning I put on my jeans..........wait wait wait bek up stori first, last night i take off jeans plus underwear becoz wan 2 chane into pajama mar, then my underwear stuck inside my pant leg and i dinno. So today i take out the jeans, smell smell still ok so i wear it bek not knowing that got one underwear stuck inside. Go shopping at the mall, jalan jalan, lenggang lengguk (lyk suituapui) tinking i so beautiF00l then sekali underwear terkeluar from one of my pant leg, aiseyman look bek see pantis lying on the floor. Imagine lar........<em>*kenot pinis stoli liao too embarrass run and hide face*</em><br /><em></em><br />Last week anarder panties stori........dis time at the gym, while walking to threadmill maching i korek korek my gym bag for my iPokThong to listen to musik, unfortunately when i pull out my ipok my VS thong <span style="font-size:78%;">(clean wan of coz, never wear yet, brand new)</span> fell out on the floor in full view of everybody, now wat wud u do???? My first instinct was to "make dunno" and keep walking leave my poor panties behind but then wat if someone saw it and call out to me "Oy lu mia panties jatuh pik up lar!!" then how I will be more malu lidat, or worse still someone find it and post up on the board, "Lost panties size XXXXL" malu oso................<em>*once again due to extreme embarrassment i won't telyu wat i did*</em><br /><em></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">iPokThong - iPodTouch</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-6241759288299691089?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-4481577230620905532008-02-29T12:37:00.007+08:002008-02-29T14:25:25.545+08:00Tagged by KikeyMy <a href="http://xavirian.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>Boston Laksa hawker</strong></span></a> is so cute, she kam over wanna tell me she tag me then she see i so sad, she tak sampai hati <span style="font-size:85%;">(or tiok chneh kia chow bor lor- terkejut lar) </span>so she just said "Kopi Soh wish u all the best XOXOXO" then she faster run away :D<br />Anyway I decided to do dis tag just for her..........so Kikey here's my botak pikcher in fehmes magazine.<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"><img src="http://c.magmypic.com/uploads/f/5e/f5e6601ea53eacc2c552b3f534153972_TRULOVE_sm.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Create </span><a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;">Fake Magazine Covers</span></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> with your own picture at </span><a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;">MagMyPic.com</span></a> </p><p align="left">I would like to see the following people on the cover of a magazine, hehe in other words I tag u lar</p><p align="left">1) <a href="http://bongkersz.com/"><strong><span style="color:#66ff99;">Bongkerz</span></strong></a></p><p align="left">2) <a href="http://cibolution.com/"><span style="color:#ffff66;"><strong>Cibol</strong></span></a></p><p align="left">3) <a href="http://grandmotherstories.wordpress.com/"><strong>Judy</strong></a> </p><p align="left">4) <a href="http://kokadoodle.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#cccccc;"><strong>Kok</strong></span></a></p><p align="left">P/S I oni tag u all becoz i tot u might enjoy it, remember all my tags are optional.<br /><img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDQyNTk4MDY1MzEmcHQ9MTIwNDI1OTkzMzI4MSZwPTU*NzgxJmQ9cGFydG5lcitkYXRhJm49.jpg" width="0" border="0" /> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-448157723062090553?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-21919002483140190662008-02-29T03:00:00.000+08:002008-02-29T03:10:50.034+08:00Sometimes love just ain't enuf.....Last few days have been very unsettling for me, many things have happened that threw me off my usual self. I try to focus and get my mind set straight, it's not easy but I am managing. On top of all dat I went for an interview and I really dunno how it went. It was very unexpected, the interview lasted more than an hour, there were two interviewers there and they kept throwing scenario after scenario at me, then they asked if I minded working by myself in a deserted building, and I told them that as long as when I kam out there is no one waiting with a gun to shoot me, and they said well we kenot guarantee dat....I was like "huh"?<br /><br /><em>On a different note:-<br /></em>Sometimes I wish I could just go somewhere far far away and hide away, a place where sadness kenot find me. Is there such a place? I know you think I am such a disappointment..........can't seem to do anything right, most of the time no matter how hard I try, somehow I always manage to screw things up.........if this were a Hindustani movie, this wud be the part where I go run bare footed in the mountain singing sad song, then the rain will fall and i will be drenched and of course I will slip off a muddy slope, tumble down "bloong, bloong, bloong" like a thor ewe thang (oil barrel) and eventually knock my head on a rock then blood all kam out..........peepul will sent a search party for me and when they find me too late liao, got pneumonia *batuk batuk batuk*.......but still when i see you I wud crawl out of bed...... fling myself at your feet, beg, and howl..... "O kekanda ku payung intan seribu berlian, maafkan dinda".......<span style="font-size:78%;">oops sori wrong script</span>.<br />But dis wan not Hindi movie so I just keep quiet and cry myself to sleep.......whatever you decide........as long as you are hapi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-2191900248314019066?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-3748061594648843202008-02-28T09:15:00.001+08:002008-12-09T19:40:02.719+08:00Dis is mai hair......der one on mai head wanKam bek today quite disappointed when der hairdresser lady told me dat my hair spoil liao so kenot put nice kaler highlights. <a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/Images"><img alt="myspace layout images" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/smiles/smiles_76.gif" border="0" /></a> Oso when ask the lady, please cut little bit oni ar.... she said "kenot, must cut more, dis much" she show pinger like abt 3 inches lidat. In mai dance class we need to lian lian (twirl twirl) our head like dis (see below) if she cut mai hair shorter then veri susah wan 2 do dat.......<br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tzCUl4cG8X8&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tzCUl4cG8X8&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br />Anyway here is pigcher of mai boring hair, no highlights or aniting. Dunno how kam other peepul hair can berkilat kilat and melayang-layang, melambai-lambai, mine teng nah kar char (macam kayu) lidat.<br />Side view..........<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171464619739679762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R8S7rAwVjBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ap8o6RR1jnY/s400/haircolor.jpg" border="0" />Not veri easy to take pigcher wit der head senget senget lidat.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-374806159464884320?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-11461642380911573982008-02-22T02:05:00.009+08:002008-12-09T19:40:03.077+08:00Tonite i not throwing oren........I throw pomelo wit msg, it's bigger and peepul can see it better....... <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486970749488210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R8TQAAwVjFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ddmlocDq4aA/s400/pomelo+(4).jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Hapi Chap Goh Meh</span></strong></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Dis post is answer to <a href="http://cibolution.com/">Cibol's</a> question..........Thanks </span><a href="http://angkukuehblog.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">AngKuKueh</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> for dis idea. Psssstttt wanna noe if datz mai true e-meo? Write to me lar, see if got reply o not, kekekekekekeke</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-1146164238091157398?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com69tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-1360728990447530612008-02-21T04:00:00.010+08:002008-12-09T19:40:03.831+08:00Just being random.....On the way bek frm the lake i got a call.......a case just came in and they wan me to respond at the hospital. Sigh I had to turn them down as I could not get there on time. This really bugs me, although I do know I am not suppose to be on-call but I still wish I could have responded. Dat made me veri veri sien.............<br />**************************************************<br /><div><div><div>Today will be going for a haircut, maybe shud cut my hair reli short and highlight it deep purple.....liddis <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7zj8wwVi-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/tJj7gMiYiT4/s1600-h/redhighlights.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169257105333783522" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="321" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7zj8wwVi-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/tJj7gMiYiT4/s400/redhighlights.jpg" width="371" border="0" /></a> </div><div>or shud i go for multi-kalar liddat..........<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7zj8gwVi9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/WbCGknAOp4k/s1600-h/cropped-color.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169257101038816210" style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="159" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7zj8gwVi9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/WbCGknAOp4k/s400/cropped-color.jpg" width="353" border="0" /></a> the mood that I am in right now, anything is possible, quite likely tomorrow I will be like screaming in this blog, crying that i did something i regret to my hair. The last time i was in this moot i dyed it really black and looked veri yucks.</div>**************************************************<br /><div>Oh and on the way to the lake the other day we stop to eat kuih teow th'ng. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7yPfwwVi7I/AAAAAAAAAzY/6Zn-0d4w1XY/s1600-h/kueyteowth%27ng.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169164248140843954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="268" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7yPfwwVi7I/AAAAAAAAAzY/6Zn-0d4w1XY/s400/kueyteowth%27ng.jpg" width="334" border="0" /></a>The waiter came to take our order then while he was walking away he suddenly turned gave me a big smile and said "TeoChiew nung, kar kee nung" (Teochew peepul, u r mai own peepul)</div><br /><div>Huh? Wat? Then next ting i know my order arrive with extra tings in it. All mai frens complain how kam theirs hardly got noodles wan but mine got so much, got duck meat, fish ball, liver, chicken, pork, shrimp, fish cake, wakakakakaka......who am i to argue hor? Teochew nung oso teochew nung lar......as long as he gip me extra balls and more of everyting.</div><br /><div>I am shameless when it comes to food, dun belip go<a href="http://overseasmomwife.blogspot.com/2006/12/confessions-of-fatty-poh.html"><strong><em><span style="color:#99ff99;"> here</span></em></strong></a>.</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-136072899044753061?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-1727439933171495642008-02-20T09:24:00.007+08:002008-12-09T19:40:05.065+08:00Kam bek liao.......On der way there i saw dis.....<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCQQwVi0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/mz2NEuLcYC8/s1600-h/Nuclearplant.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168868213224999746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCQQwVi0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/mz2NEuLcYC8/s400/Nuclearplant.jpg" border="0" /></a>Wat is dis and why shape liddat???? If anione can tel me...... next month u no nid pay stall rent at der kopitiam. Then after winding winding until wan 2 muntah, i reach here.......<br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCRAwVi1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/vw8K4XWaQlg/s1600-h/Yurk2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168868226109901650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCRAwVi1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/vw8K4XWaQlg/s400/Yurk2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Dis muffin look-a-like ting is called a yurt, cross between tent and tepee, inside look liddis........ <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168875076582738818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uIfwwVi4I/AAAAAAAAAzA/I8ikfaqhEcM/s400/insideyurt.jpg" border="0" /> dat wan is mai pilow and mai sliping beg........ </p><p align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCRAwVi2I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EY_jEzFHGPg/s1600-h/Bunkbed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168868226109901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCRAwVi2I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EY_jEzFHGPg/s400/Bunkbed.jpg" border="0" /></a>Below is der toilet i go to.......veri smelly<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168868230404868978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uCRQwVi3I/AAAAAAAAAy4/uj6Gg8syzUg/s400/Toilet.jpg" border="0" /> Dis is the scenery i see by the lake, everyday oso der same wan....<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168875080877706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7uIgAwVi5I/AAAAAAAAAzI/iVrp36M7wUg/s400/LakeCachuma.jpg" border="0" /> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">The End</span></strong><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-172743993317149564?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-47951550310876253262008-02-16T10:34:00.005+08:002008-12-09T19:40:06.323+08:00See u when I get bek......For the next few days I will be here...........<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167030078891461346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7T6ewwViuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/1qYbOGaGQw4/s400/cach_photo.jpg" width="327" border="0" />sleeping in here................<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167030078891461362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7T6ewwVivI/AAAAAAAAAx4/GdsB3dlrNxI/s400/yurt.jpg" border="0" />I really love the outdoors, well, anywhere near a body of water that is. A lake, an ocean, waterfalls, lagoons.......... Every year without fail I will go camping by the beach with my frens at least once. I love listening to the waves crashing. Sleeping under the stars looking up some how it takes me to another world, then I would get up really early before the world awakens, go for a jog or walk and see what treasures the sea has brought me the night before.<br /><br /><div><div><div><p>Since I kenot do dis..........<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167392449577192242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7ZEDgwVizI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dovL9QnTeTY/s400/girlcomputer.jpg" width="341" border="0" /></p>I might as well..........looking forward to just relaxing.......ahhhhhhhhhhh<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167059967568874274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7UVqgwViyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/0xI5EPyjF08/s400/sleep.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-4795155031087625326?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-20350842438167134892008-02-15T01:49:00.011+08:002008-12-09T19:40:06.669+08:00Size oso matters.....yunnoMost of mai hawkers oredi know that sometimes I do dis. Just like <strong>cocka</strong> when bored with plain milk then crave for sitoberi milk, chocolat flavor or vanilla. Well I am the same, I will be good for awhile and then the desire grows too strong and I will be on the prowl again. Thinking of how good it was the last time, I kenot tahan liao, so last night I went out searching. But this time feel a bit more guilty because the last time I did this was maybe a couple of months ago. Dun look so smug I am sure most of you oso wan it, it's just that I blog it out nia.........<br />The fun part is deciding if you want something different each time or go back for the usual.......I know I like tall and dark but sometimes short and peh peh (fair) oso ok depend on the mood.<br />Hehe, most of you oso know that I kenot have just one, owes must have two...........trust me it's reli better when you have two togeder, I mean one is fine but two better lar.<br />To me size matters too, I mean you reli dowan like too big grande, and you dowan too small either coz kenot sextify you, dat wan is for sure oredi<br />So on this Valentine's Day I decided that I wan the tall, dark and cool and oso wan anarder wan that is a little well..........how do i put it rounded (as <strong>suituapui</strong> puts it - extra lemak). Boy am I glad I choose to have two togeder coz I reli had a great time with both.<br /><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">My tall, dark and cool</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166902346564078290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7SGTwwVitI/AAAAAAAAAxo/4UTA00Aoq6c/s400/upfront_Starbucks.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">and my rounded.............mmmmm</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166902342269110978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7SGTgwVisI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Wf5ESKqzYE0/s400/eclair%2B5%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /></p><p>Sigh, now you know why I say size matters, if I have the grande Starbucks hor I have to work out extra hard at the gym.......but worth it oso. Wud I do it again? You bet!!!! Anyone wan the cream puff help yourself, please.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-2035084243816713489?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-28198506545839499132008-02-14T10:23:00.002+08:002008-12-09T19:40:06.787+08:00Turning Cocka's fantasy into a nightmare....<a href="http://cock-a-doodle.blogspot.com/"><strong>cocka doodle</strong></a> <a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"></a>said:<br />Happy Valentine's day, kopisoh!<br />can't wait to see you in that corset!<br />*drools*<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7JU7QwVirI/AAAAAAAAAxY/g-rmY1YSxhU/s1600-h/cimg2222+(3).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166285099634100914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R7JU7QwVirI/AAAAAAAAAxY/g-rmY1YSxhU/s320/cimg2222+(3).jpg" border="0" /></a> Happy Valentine's Day, <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mwuahahahahahahaha</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-2819850654583949913?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-35379699929684019102008-02-14T02:09:00.000+08:002008-02-12T23:37:33.374+08:00To all my hawkers on Valentine Day, Luv frm Kopi SohBecause of all of you..........<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/2359705330064178546ztjEmI"><img alt="19" src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/32020/2359705330064178546S200x200Q85.jpg" /></a></p><br />...and I owes feel<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/2529088460064178546UgrcSo"><img alt="3" src="http://inlinethumb25.webshots.com/29592/2529088460064178546S425x425Q85.jpg" /></a></p><br />Today I am not oni serving kopi and loti kaya but I oso lelong.......<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/2076173890064178546PWThmr"><img alt="selling hugs" src="http://inlinethumb27.webshots.com/1818/2076173890064178546S600x600Q85.jpg" /></a> Panjee panjee (cheap cheap) nia........</p><p align="left"><em>"Love is not finite, it has no conditions, its only requirements is that we put others before ourselves"</em> </p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">P/S I will be on-call for both Valentine's Day and Valentine's Eve, will keep you posted if anything interesting happens. I figured since I am not celebrating I might as well work on both days. To be honest I do like working on days when others are off like New Year's Eve, New Year's Day, Christmas, etc. Beats sitting at home.........</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-3537969992968401910?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-31666256406485985812008-02-11T03:04:00.000+08:002008-02-12T04:24:17.669+08:00In a sentimental mood 2day.......have you ever<object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtGA8j4CrjQ&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtGA8j4CrjQ&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-3166625640648598581?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-80039917415645049882008-02-10T05:03:00.000+08:002008-02-09T14:21:19.040+08:00I dowan flawer!!!I think <a href="http://overseasmomwife.blogspot.com/2007/02/5-days-to-valentines-day.html"><span style="color:#66cccc;"><strong>Valentine's Day</strong></span></a> is one big scam becoz eberiting is so expensif. Seriously if my man wan to take me out on dis day hor I will say "dowan" , better we tar pau (pack) pood &amp; drink, bling a blanket go 2 der beach at sunset and eat. No nid to wait long time for table and make reservation at lestorlan. If he wan to gip me flawer i will say "no nid" becoz flawer wil cost triple dat day &amp; gip me flawer 4 wat, flawer wil die wan so it mean ur luv 4 me oso will die? I akcerli prefer if he gip me lup song. I can listen and listen and listen, the wording so nice, my heart wil feel warm and eberitime i listen to der song i will limember. See lyk dis <a href="http://cibolution.com/"><strong><span style="color:#33ffff;">guy</span></strong></a> here <span style="font-size:78%;">(by the way according to him, he still single and available)</span>, tell me honestly if he your boyfren u hear dis song he compose musik &amp; lyrik just for u, u tink u won't melt kah? Sum more he "tattoo" his love for u in his heart wor.........<br /><br /><br /><object height="373" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/icTW0D218CA&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/icTW0D218CA&rel=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"></embed></object><br /><br />So Just To Let You Know - Words &amp; Music by <a href="http://cibolution.com/"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;">cibol</span></strong></a><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Verse 1:<br />I’d like to close my eyes and feel the warmth of your hands<br />I’d like to be endured in this never-ending dream<br />The thought of you made it possible<br />The longing is so incureable<br />And I .. believe<br /><br />chorus :<br />It’s like a tattoo in my heart<br />I can never let it go<br />So hard to be apart<br />So just to let you know<br />I can’t live without you by my side<br />Won’t ever think of letting go<br />So just to let you know<br />I love you so …<br /><br />verse 2 :<br />Riding through the crossroads of my life<br />I find myself just lost inside this misery<br />Then came along a ray of wonderous sillhouette<br />You shine upon my life and now I’m freed<br />And I … believe<br /><br />Bridge :<br />And I can think of a million lies<br />When it comes to loving you<br />But i can’t stand to fool myself anymore<br />Cause you’re the one i want<br />I can never let you go … </span></em><br /><em></em><br />Now you've heard his voice, if you want to see how dis "Bintulu singing sensation" look lyk and hear more of his songs, hop over to <a href="http://mylongkang.com/"><strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">Bengbeng's Kopitiam</span></strong></a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-8003991741564504988?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-71947674747515106772008-02-08T10:00:00.000+08:002008-02-08T08:31:11.149+08:00"Valentine's Day coming liao u got no date ah.... why you so choosy?"To me dis statement is one of the most dreaded statement anyone can make to a single gal/guy next to "You look so prosperous". Why do people say it when they don't really mean it? What they truly wan to say is "Hei you are not such a great catch either so you better settle for that guy with the gold tooth or that cross-eyed girl before it's too late". I reli hate dis statement, I mean single people are no more choosier than the rest of the population, single people like anyone else have their likes and dislikes so why label them as choosy just because they are not attached yet. Does anyone truly believe that people are not able to see thru these sugar coated statements? Are we that blind????? Like when you tell me, "I look prosperous" do I not know that what you truly meant was "Wow you've gotten really fat"????? Did you really expect me to feel flattered? Do we look like idiots? Why do people say things like that and then convince themselves that they are being tactful? Sheeesssshhhh!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-7194767474751510677?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-80887580894760148622008-02-06T14:30:00.000+08:002008-02-04T03:03:51.433+08:00I just gotta say........<p align="center"><a href="http://christmasmyspace.com/" target="_blank"><img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="231" alt="" src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q157/graphic_code/hello_thanks_whatsup/tha55e8af846732_myspace.gif" width="361" border="0" /></a></p><br />For all the good luck wishes.....and yes my son did win. <span style="font-size:78%;">(Also thanks for agreeing with me that my bekside should never be used as face skin)</span><br />Now on to more important matters......I would like to wish<br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"><strong>Keong Hee Huat Chye to ALL my Hawkers</strong></span></div><p>since Chyeniz Niu Year cambing, I wud lyk to send good luck your way, if u buy lamber, I wish you hock kah meh lai (luck faster kam), wa go pai pai hor lu lang tiok tuar tuar (i go pray let you strike big)<a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"><img alt="myspace layout codes" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/money/money_2.gif" border="0" /></a> </p><p>P/S For those of you who read the original version of this post, soli ya, after posting my eyes i felt veri paiseh so i took der pikcer off. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-8088758089476014862?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com76tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-88194362743652857312008-01-31T15:12:00.000+08:002008-01-31T15:50:35.426+08:00Sometimes life makes you smile......I just received an e-mail from the Science Olympiad head coach. Apparently they can only send in 2 people from my team to compete, the remaining person will have to be an alternate. They choose my son and Girl A to compete and Girl B will be on standby. When my son saw the Head Coach's decision he immediately said "Mom I would like to give up my spot for Girl B, in my life I will get many more medals in future. My friend Girl B will be so disappointed if she does not get to compete also she truly deserve this because she has studied very very hard." My heart almost burst with pride and as I am writing this my tears keep falling, I am so proud of my son, to me we have already won, all my life I've been trying to teach him that being smart is not everything, you have to have heart and tonight he has shown me that he has the most important thing in life and that is <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">compassion</span></strong>.<br /><br />Note to Kopi Boy:<br />If you are reading this know that I am so very very proud of you!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-8819436274365285731?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-76598332645753199572008-01-31T03:03:00.000+08:002008-01-31T11:44:25.511+08:00Next time wanna use my bekside....let me know 1st!!I reli dun understand how some people can use other people's kha ch'ng as their bin phuai (face skin). I am not angry just veri puzzled and disappointed with dis person. Those peepul went to her, hoping for her support, they looked up to her but she did not do anything, so I took matters into my own hands and did it. Now people are telling her how wonderful she is and how they appreciate what she had done, etc etc and not one time did she come clean and own up that she wasn't involved. How can she stand there smiling, nodding and accept all those compliments when she did not do anything? <br />Anyway, to me watz important is that the thing got done, I dun reli care if peepul know or not, not a big deal but i do care dat she use my kha ch'ng cho ee eh bin phuai. All I ask is that she be truthful, she does not have to give me credit for I know she has no idea who is responsible but at least tell the truth, tell those people that it wasn't her. <br /><br />P/S I noe I wasn't sapose to post aniting but dis i kenot hold bek, just had to blog it out and get over it, now i can let go and concentrate on wat's important.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-7659833264575319957?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-27332504756244833902008-01-28T07:53:00.000+08:002008-01-30T05:09:25.694+08:00I will be up to my neck in <em>cranial nerves, nervous system, circulatory system, cardiovascular system, diseases, and disorders of the different systems. </em>It's a long story why &amp; how this came up so suddenly, but I reli dun wanna bore anyone so I won't go into any details. Those of you who noe me oso noe that I am fiercely competitive and will do everything to win.............so boh pian <span style="font-size:78%;">(no choice)</span> from today onward no blogging till after competition day.<br /><br />Yours Kiasu-ly,<br />"Coach" Kopi Soh<br /><br />P/S If any of you are interested to find out more go <a href="http://www.soinc.org/">here</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-2733250475624483390?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-59770115221323140932008-01-24T14:20:00.000+08:002008-01-24T15:25:18.382+08:00To whom it may concern........<em><span style="font-size:85%;">As the Chinese New Year approaches I can't help it but my thoughts turn to you. I wonder if you will be alone. Your family is so far away. Will you have someone to eat dinner with on New Year's eve? I know you have your many friends but they have their families and when they are having their reunion dinner where will you be? Not alone I hope.<br />Sometimes you seem to appear happy going about with your daily life, I don't know maybe it's just my imagination but I keep sensing the loneliness behind your "I'm ok"s. Even when your words are cheerful I can't be sure for I can't see if your eyes are smiling.<br />I really do admire you for trying to be brave, seldom complaining and braving life alone. It is hard to be alone especially when everyone around you seems to have someone to come home to or at least someone to tell if they've had a good or bad day.<br />I wish.......I wish I could be there for you and help make things a lil better but I can't, not now at least. The ironic thing is I also know that it is not me that you want beside you, but that doesn't change the way I feel. I may not be good enough but I am still willing to be there for you until you can be with the ones that you love...............so to whom it may concern I wish you a very Happy Chinese New Year and may this year bring you more happiness.</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-5977011522132314093?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-79036551587869811362008-01-23T04:37:00.000+08:002008-12-09T19:40:07.074+08:00A song, an award and a tagAt the gym 2day......they were playing dis song "One Nite in Bangkok" in full blast, dunno if any of you will be old enuf to remember it but i sure do..<br /><p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px">and i remember doing dis <a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"><img style="WIDTH: 82px; HEIGHT: 84px" height="67" alt="free myspace layouts" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/image/animation_miscellaneous/miscellaneous_12.gif" width="82" border="0" /></a> I am also dancing becoz i was given dis award by <a href="http://their-growingup.blogspot.com/"><strong>Ling That's Me</strong></a>. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158429877352141410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="85" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5ZspJZWEmI/AAAAAAAAAvo/lz4tvbAN5oE/s320/bodaciousblog_red.gif" width="178" border="0" /><br /><p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px">Tankiu, tankiu........In turn I wish to pass this award to <a href="http://jozefoo.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>jozefoo</strong></span></a>, <a href="http://sunnysideupfoodie.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">constance chan</span></strong></a>, <a href="http://littlepaces.com/"><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>wen</strong></span></a>, <a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">sasha</span></strong></a> and <a href="http://angkukuehblog.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color:#003333;">David (akk)</span></strong></a>. At first I dinno wat "bodacious" mean so I looked it up and it mean outstanding, gutsy, bold, audacious, remarkable but it can also mean sexy or voluptuous. So take your pick, hehe.<br />I was also Tagged by <a href="http://richjenn.blogspot.com/"><strong>Dancing Queen</strong></a>, she wants to know if i do dis <a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/Images"><img style="WIDTH: 112px; HEIGHT: 120px" height="152" alt="myspace layouts" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/peoples/peoples_397.gif" width="128" border="0" /></a> or not.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Here's my answer:-<br />Even before I had my son I had already decided how I was gonna discipline him, I have a very low tolerance level for tantrums, lying, disobedience, etc, etc, but I also know that in order for a child to grow they have to test their boundaries. If my son were extremely kwai (obedient) I would be very worried. It is NOT NORMAL!!<br />But since I am like a kid myself, any kind of trick he tries on me I have already tried it myself, so I treat parenting as a game of wits, see who can outsmart who. I also make things simple for myself and him by laying out the rules very early on in life. Every BEHAVIOUR has a CONSEQUENCE, there are no surprises.<br />I make it very clear to him that I actually hate punishing him, but by disobeying he is choosing to be punished, the choice has always been in his hand.<br />It's not that I boh soo boh tai (no good reason) give out punishment, all these are laid out clearly. Also the punishments are generated by him. You see I actually sit down with him and ask him, if you don't do this what do you think your punishment should be? Children being very honest will often come up with the very thing that will make them sad if taken away. So for the last 13 years I have never once required the use of the rod. I have nothing against the rod, it's just that I am a strong believer that if the rod is a must then do not hit when u are angry, make sure you cool down first then ask him or her to come into the room, explain clearly why the rod is necessary and hit accordingly. The message must be clear, I am not hitting you because you made me angry, (otheriwse you are teaching your child that when someone makes them angry it's ok to hit) I am hitting you because .......(whatever the reason is that warrants the hitting).<br />What about other moms?<br />1. Miche does not spare the rod.</span></p><p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"><span style="font-size:85%;">2. <a href="http://www.love4kids.blogspot.com/">Jo-N</a> wants to be her children's best friend.</span></p><p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"><span style="font-size:85%;">3. <a href="http://www.ruangsudut.info/">Trinity</a> wants to talk and teach the children without the rod.</span></p><p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"><span style="font-size:85%;">4. <a href="http://cookingmomster.blogspot.com/">SueSue</a> wants to guide her kids with patience and love.</span></p><p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"><span style="font-size:85%;">5. <a href="http://richjenn.blogspot.com/">Dancing Queen</a> does not spare the rod.</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Since I am in a dancing mood, I won't be tagging anyone.</p></span><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-7903655158786981136?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-3778728995469190622008-01-22T00:47:00.000+08:002008-12-09T19:40:07.754+08:00Tattoo guy and meVictor's comment <em>"I didn't know you have a tattoo fetish"</em> prompted me to write this post. Yes I do have a weakness for tattoos, especially for tan/bronzed skin guys with tattoos, they are my Achilles’ heel. Dunno lar why but they make me melt, khua liao kha pun nooi <span style="font-size:78%;">(see oredi kenot stand straight)</span>. Look at Beckham's new sleeve tattoo.......<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5UJ-JZWElI/AAAAAAAAAvg/tzx6xC6QBZg/s1600-h/beckham-prison-break-tattoo+(3).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158039911501533778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5UJ-JZWElI/AAAAAAAAAvg/tzx6xC6QBZg/s320/beckham-prison-break-tattoo+(3).jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5UFu5ZWEkI/AAAAAAAAAvY/jcDx-Ctkod4/s1600-h/beckham-prison-break-tattoo+(2).jpg"></a>What about any of you galz? Guyz you all oso share lar, I am sure there are things other then our nen nen that makes you go weak in your knees right? Maybe some of you got weakness for long hair char bor (gal)? You all got weakness or not? Okay, okay I know some of you will be like "Oh I dun care as long as the guy or gal is good inside lar, kind lar, got sense of humor lar, etc etc., ya ya I know all those good inner quality things but for a moment let's put those aside. We all know we want those qualities oredi mah so no nid to tok abt those animore lar.<br /><div><div><div>Come on share share, I am sure I am not the oni one that is shallow <span style="font-size:78%;">(hehe, or maybe I am)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> I mean I think most of us has some little physical thing that we have a weakness for, some people are attracted to dimples, others are attracted to maybe a cleft in the chin like John Travolta has<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5TSWZZWEiI/AAAAAAAAAvI/BgJYycFoOBk/s1600-h/john_travolta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157978755462205986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5TSWZZWEiI/AAAAAAAAAvI/BgJYycFoOBk/s200/john_travolta.jpg" border="0" /></a>, or hmmm i oso like Maggie Cheung <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5TSWZZWEjI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XneQYpKbWk8/s1600-h/Maggie+Cheung.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157978755462206002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5TSWZZWEjI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XneQYpKbWk8/s200/Maggie+Cheung.jpg" border="0" /></a> because of her bunny teeth, I tot they were so cute and had always wanted to have her teeth. </span></div><div>Well bek to the subject of tattoo fetish, I veri sian coz last week my sister tau hor wa eh <span style="font-size:78%;">(told my)</span> marder dat I was getting a tattoo and my marder freaked. She called me up and went "Eh lu seow si boh, cho hami boh su boh tai ai khee cho tattoo" <span style="font-size:78%;">(Eh u krazy izzit, why wanna get tattoo?)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>:( </strong></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;">Kesian me or not aneh lau liao koh tiok marder meh </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(so old oredi still marder skold)</span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-377872899546919062?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-71557886308352031092008-01-20T00:40:00.000+08:002008-12-09T19:40:08.985+08:00Dis Sunday wat i doing<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5IulpZWEcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/X8vydAXqd38/s1600-h/LT-Chargers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157235747594834370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5IulpZWEcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/X8vydAXqd38/s320/LT-Chargers.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">Sunday FOOTBALL!!!!</span> Yes, what better way to spend the Sunday than to watch big tar poh with tattoos loh'ng lai loh'ng khee (grown men tackle each other). I will be glued to my TV screen with a "DO NOT DISTURB" sign hung around my neck. We are one win away from the NFL Superbowl. The Chargers vs The Patriots. I oredi bought my Charger cap and my Charger tank top which i will be wearing while watching the game, hehe. One of my faves - LT #21<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157235330983006642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="283" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R5IuNZZWEbI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NY8BzuV1_AY/s400/Nick+Hardwick+%2361.jpg" width="420" border="0" /></div><br /><p>Look at the tatts on Hardwick #61. And yes there is a part of me that loves the aggression on the field, ummmphhh. However, one sad fact is that if the Chargers lose this Sunday, the DVERT team can expect to be called out next week. Yes home violence increase significantly during football season and especially if the home team loses. Now do you see why I have more than one reason to hope that our team wins?</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-7155788630835203109?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268209.post-11049772894982697442008-01-18T01:27:00.001+08:002008-12-09T19:40:09.362+08:00Beh sai eong e-meo or text msg break up wan lar!! - UPDATED<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R46JjJZWEZI/AAAAAAAAAuA/L46HMxsaejE/s1600-h/cimg2194+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156209860296446354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="290" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jTCEgPpDP7w/R46JjJZWEZI/AAAAAAAAAuA/L46HMxsaejE/s320/cimg2194+(2).jpg" width="211" border="0" /></a>Kenot use text msg or e-meo to break up with peepul wan lar understand boh? My fren just told me that her long time boyfren just broke up with her via text msg, how can lidat. I mean dun chiew tink dis type of peepul got no class? Dun even have the guts to break off face to face. Sum more it's not like they gone out one time or two time, dis wan until got engagement ring pik out liao, planning to marry oredi lor. Cis, i oso duuno wat to tell her becoz she reli luv him. Koh lian <span style="font-size:78%;">(kesian)</span> nia. If i were her i text msg dis bek to him <span style="font-size:78%;">(Translation of text: *curse curse* i oso dowan to date u animore lar)</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">UPDATE</span></strong>:Since both Eve and Famil mentioned it I decided to check it out. I was truly.................dis news kasi wa <em><span style="font-size:180%;">*pengsan*</span></em><br /><br /><a href="http://www.lawandreligion.com/new_devs/RJLR_ND_75.pdf"><span style="color:#ffcc33;"><strong>CELLULAR PHONE DIVORCES – MALAYSIA PERMITS HUSBANDS TO DIVORCE THEIR WIVES VIA TEXT MESSAGE</strong></span></a><span style="color:#ffcc33;"><strong> </strong></span><br />By Eric J. Taylor<br /><em>Abstract: A Malaysian Syariah Court allowed a husband to begin divorce proceedings by sending a text message on his cellular phone to his wife. This ruling generated an intense debate throughout the country, and initially the Malaysia government rejected the ruling outright. But later the government accepted the decision, and future divorces through the short message system (SMS) of cellular phones will be permitted.</em><br /><br />Dunno wat to say animore - This song is for her.....<br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFkRYDQDpr4&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFkRYDQDpr4&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Translation of this song for bananas like me:-<br /><br />Fen Shou Kuai Le - Fish Leong<br />Happy Breaking up<br /><br />I cannot help you predict<br />Whether it will be useful to keep wishing hard<br />But I really cannot stand to see<br />A friend suffering so much for love<br /><br />Love may not care about right or wrong<br />[But] at least it should make you happy and touched at heart<br />If he always opens his umbrella for someone else<br />Why should you wait for him in the rain?<br /><br />[I] made coffee to warm your hands<br />Wishing to block the wind at the door of your heart<br />But you preferred to go for a walk on the streets<br />In the cold wind, your mind will get much clearer<br /><br />You said you weren't afraid of breaking up<br />Just feeling a little regret and sadness<br />Valentine's Day is coming, [and you're] left alone<br />Actually if [you] love the right person, every day will be Valentine's Day<br /><br />Happy breaking up, I wish you happiness<br />You can find a better [person]<br />[If you] don't want to spend time in winter, [if your] fatigue is weighing [you] down<br />Then fly to the tropic islands for a swim<br /><br />Happy breaking up, please be happy<br />Only after saying goodbye to the wrong [person] can you meet the right one<br />Leaving an old love is like riding a slow car<br />When [you've] seen it through, [your] heart will become clear and free<br /><br />No one can wipe away another's happiness<br />You swear that you will live life with a smile<br /><br />You're really much more beautiful when you're confident<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36268209-1104977289498269744?l=overseasmomwife.blogspot.com'/></div>KopiSohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392461180691427923noreply@blogger.com42