I heard the lakes calling

Will be back home very soon.. The lakes would be one of the first few places which i will go to when i'm home. I do miss them sometimes...

On the other hand, there are still much experiences in Europe which i would like to reminisce. And i know when i am finally home, I will start to miss this place a lot.

Going home can be a happy event for some, or a sad one for others. To me, it's neither. I just know that it's time for me to be home soon. to go back to where i am from. coz home is where i will do some self-reflection, to think of what i really want in my life, and to do what i need to do to achieve my life goals.

Cant wait to be home. cant wait to see my family. to see my friends. and all the folks back there.

The Goat kao-peh at me

Today got this goat beh-shiok me, (Today, a goat dislikes me)
On first look, it's veli chu-bee, (On first impression, it looks really cute)
Wa just ka the goat sio-chio-mui, (I just want to greet the goat)
Then it start to kao-peh me lor!! (Then it started to show its anger!)

He think he veli en-tao, (The goat thinks that it's very handsome)
In reality, he looks like a lao-kao, (In reality, it looks like a monkey)
He looks like he very tu-lan, (It looks as though he's very annoyed)
I see him oso I beh ta-han! (I can't even bear the sight of it!)

Ee suka show-off his horns, (He likes to show-off/boast his horns)
So excited, siang-ka ti kua porns, (so excited, as though watchng porns)
Blady sharp la, eh chiam-si-lang, (They were so sharp, can stab kill ppl)
Wa cuak sai la, kia-si-lang! (I was shocked, almost scared to death!)

*** Could it be that he's hungry for some sort of sexual intimacy? hint: note the female goat at the other side of the fence! ***

Schweizer Alpen

And I'm missing the Alps now. On that very day, the mountains were especially spectacular. they spoke to my heart. they sang to my ears. they dance to my eyes... They were simply beautiful.

My very first experience with the Alps was actually at the Untersberg in Austria, a place so fond to my heart thanks to the the Sound of Music. And this summer, I'm glad to be at the Swiss Alps, right from the bottom of the hill to the top of the Pilatus Mountain, overlooking other parts of the Alps range of mountains.

The Golden Round Trip was enriching, bringing us around with different modes of transportations.. from the ship cruise to the bus and to the world-steepest cogwheel and finally to the cable-car. The only thing that we missed out this time around was the Tobogan! But it was okay that we missed out the Tobogan, for we had a good slow ascent to the top of the mountain!
It was unforgettable, it was as though seeing the familiar Alps pictures coming alive with my very own eyes.

The summer crops

It's been many months since the last post.. It's a wonder how the days passed quickly since exam finito.

Have grown even more over the past two summer months. Many things happened. I witnessed many occasions for the first time in my entire life. I learnt a great deal, especially about my roots. about relationship, about family, about myself.

it's difficult to express these experiences verbally, it's difficult to let these kind of noble feelings to be manifested in words...

And today, my aunt and I stopped by the fields where the summer crops are planted. She was eager to show me the differences between the barley, wheat and oats. As the wind blew across the vast fields in all directions, the crops swayed freely, in sync with the wind... i stood silently and watched. the crops seemed so free and unimpeded.. But, it's amazing how the roots held them strong to the ground despite all the chaotic and unpredictable movements on the aerial part.


And now i know, how important it is to understand our own roots. I am the type who loves to venture out. to try new things. to witness new stuff. to embrace new experience. but at the end of the day, regardless of which ground I am on, I know that I must always hold on to my roots; just like how the summer crops do.

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Thank you for the music...

Little did i know that the Mamma Mia musical play was a hit at the Clyde Auditorium Glasgow until 16 of us attended the final night of the play..

Mamma Mia is a contemporary and whimsically comical play which exploits an essence of romance... The cool thing about this play is that it is interwoven from the ABBA group's songbook, and none of the story plots has anything to do with the group itself!

A little review of the recent Mamma Mia musical play in Glasgow:

Cast : Awesome acting and singing skills. i love Donna's character in particular!

Songs : What more can i say about ABBA's songs? :) I especially fancy the song "Thank you for the music"!

Orchestra : hmm. i noticed only a few stringed instruments and some musical keyboards. not a very extensive orchestra, yet the music and the songs were beautifully delivered. perhaps it's a touring musical, so i'm sure the Mamma Mia theatre in London offers an extremely good one!

Plot : Funny, romantic, catchy, ironic??. But i personally think mamma mia is not entirely about the plot, rather its songs!

Setting : hmm, rather mundane despite a pretty mythical Greek island.

Venue : SECC Clyde Auditorium is an amazing venue to hold plays like this. Apart from the long queue at the washrooms and the cafeteria, it was all good!

Before the play...

At a bridge which reminds me of the Penang jetty!

And some candids...

And... after the play... That's the Scottish Exhibition and Conference Centre (SECC) Clyde Auditorium at the background!

The moon that we both saw that morning

The moon that we both saw that morning,
Has never left, nor will ever leave;
It may not appear during the coldest nights,
But we know that it's always there.

And the moon that we saw that morning,
Is your faith and strength;
Because your faith and strength,
Have never left, nor will ever leave;
They may not appear during the toughest times,
But I know that they'r always there in you.

A Change in Mood

I woke up on a March morning,
to a white brilliant snowfall,
It was indeed a pretty sight,
with snowflakes on my window.

As I stretched my palm out,
the feather-weight flakes landed,
and melted quickly in the blink of an eye,
while I smiled silently in my own bliss.

And before soon the snow was gone,
It was here as though to say goodbye,
on behalf of Mr Winter;
And now the azure sky's returned,
lined with bright white clouds,
It's spring, and yes it is.