Happy New Year 2011

每一步的終結 就是下一步的開始

The end of each step is the beginning of next

"caryn frenching the cake"

told cha...
*urgh*

and the painful, traumatizing face painting begins...

oh tuhan tolong lah saye.
wishan says this is the "write azimat" pose.
=.="

the culprits.
u all wait la... whose bday is next??
TANWISHAN...

muahahhahahah....
nitez....

finally some photos...

yea... aku punya 21st.
yea... i noe... slow.....
=.="
reason: baaaaaad internet.... & embarrassing photos.

the bunch of ppl hiding behind the counter.

:cartoonz: mandy,siewkuan,kimchoon (wishan at home)
& tzer

Topper!!! (and kokyee kor in KL)
my WWF t-shirt guy!! i want more shirt can a?
wanna buy!!
:)

tzer

dont even ask HOW or WHY i became liddat...

:)

cheers. :)
next post shall begin with the awful sight of (quote sue ee) "caryn french kissing the cake".

toodles

生日快乐，我爱你

Birthdays.

I’m 21 today.
:)

Nice.

Do I feel extra older?

:/

Do I feel more like an official adults?
:/

WHATS SO SPECIAL ABOUT IT ANYWAYS!!

The thing about birthdays, it’s never so much about ME.
I’d never expect it to be.

My birthday to me is more about 2 very important people in my life.
The 2 person whom has tolerated my antics & temper, my weird burst & blue moments…

The 2 person whom if I were in their shoes, would’ve kicked my behind ages ago and dumped me in the trashcan!!

Daddy Mommy.

When I was younger, I’d be so angry at my mom.
For 1 very simple reason.
She forgets my birthday.

But as I grow older, I realize how “forgetting my birthday” actually reflects how great a mother she is to me.
My mom is a mother of 4 and when she was pregnant with me, she was aged 38.

For a woman to have a child at this age is very difficult. But she went through with it anyways.

Giving birth is never an easy thing. In fact, god knows how excruciating the pain must have been to give birth. I do not. But when the pain of cutting my finger accidentally would’ve drive me to tears, I couldn’t imagine what mom when through to bring me to this world.

With hours of being in labor & hard work, the blood, the sweat, the pain… and lastly… the stitches. *ouch* One can only imagine how much pain my existence had caused her. How much she had went through to ensure that I came to this world, healthy & safe.

And the beautiful part of it?
She did not remember the date of that painful day.
:)
She did not hold grudges. She forgave me for causing her so much agony. She loved me.
She is my mother.

Daddy was always my pillar of support. Every since I was a kid, I was “daddy’s girl”.

Dad taught me knotting & camping. Dad taught me carpentry. I was pretty much a tom boy when I was a kid.
Whenever we traveled long distance, dads always entertain my random, annoying questions on the road.

“Pa, why this car number start with C wan?”
“Dee, why the road got orange bag hanging there wan? Catch what wan?”
Dad would always explain to me. Doesn’t matter how many times I asked him.

I asked him so often that I know by heart the car number plates and their states even before I studied Geography.

peRlis – R
Kedah – K
Kelantan – D
Terengganu – T
Penang – P
PerAk – A
Selangor – B
KL – W
Negri sembilan – N
Melacca – M
Johor – J
Pahang – C

I’d always forget where the number plate C come from.
Dad would say, “C is from Pahang lo… like you, Caryn.”

Dad coped with me growing up. Learning to be a girl.
As much as he hoped I’m still the girl with jeans & hoodie jackets. He had to accept that I was growing up.
I remember seeing him trying to buy me a skirt once, he chosen the most hideous pink skirt. I remember sulking away, and I refuse to wear the skirt.
I’m pretty sure he was quite hurt. Buying smthg for me, and I did not like it.

But the PINK incident was like a “you-and-me” legend, every since then he did not buy me pink stuff anymore. He started to accustom himself with my closet, and only choose pink, fluffy stuff to tease me…

daddy & mommy sayangs me.
Both in their own way.
For 21 years, they’ve put up with everything I threw at them.
From changing my diapers to teaching me to read, from telling me stories & histories to putting up with my boyfriends & breakups; from my bratty tantrums to my ridiculous mood swings.

Seriously, if I were in their shoes, I’d kick my behind so hard I’d disown myself by now.

:) so Happy Birthday to me.
& thank you daddy mommy.

I love you. <3

Oh My Buddha!!

dear buddha,

pls forgive me. i wont be helping out at wesak day this year.
i've been consistently helping out for 5 years already.
i'm sorry but i'll have to miss this years celebration.

i'm going to templers park with the cartoonz.
i havent seen them since...... so long ago...
and April is going to Scotland soon.
its like one of those rare occasion that we get to be together be4 everyone splits.

oh buddha,
i promise i will not smack mosquitoes.
i promise i will not dig ant hills.
i promise i will not throw plastic into the waterfall and pollute the water.
i promise not to burn anything there.
i promise to drive carefully so that i do not hurt or harm anything.
i promise.....
i dunno what else wo....



:)
u understand wan ma horrrr???

ahahah.. thank you!
next year la... i sure celebrate for u a...

regards,
yen

new phone.

caryn has changed her phone!

sister bought the new maxis-nokia phone for me...

nokia 6212.

Near Field Communication.
NFC. this funky new technology.
now my handphone has TouchnGo as well as Maybank.
and loads of "touching & tagging" here n there!! personalize stickers!

:)

薇燕去旅行了

告诉我，我的选择是对的。

告诉我，我的决定是正确的。

告诉我，我应该做什么。

告诉我，我应该怎样走。

因为现在的我，很无助。

因为现在的我，很混乱。

因为现在的我，不知道。

因为现在的我，想不通。

我要什么？

我需要什么？

我想追什么？

我想要什么？

这隐隐约约的痛，会好吗？

这一阵一阵的伤，会少吗？

这很重很重的累，只是短暂的吗？

真的很累。

我不想再想了。

我不想再争了。

我不想再比了。

我不想再撑了。

我真的累了。

也许现在工作，是一个好事。

至少给我点时间，好好歇会儿。

（傻的！做广告的工，歇什么啊？！）

哈哈，朋友。这对我来说，也许是一个好的转变。

不要再烦，成绩如何。

不要再烦，信会受伤。

不要再烦，未来怎样。

只想，自己做好本分就好。

反正只是打份工，可以有个借口不要刻薄自己。

在这里，我学习的还有很多很多。

在这里，换换环境，看看世界。

也不错。

放心，薇燕只是暂时累了。

她是不会放弃学习的。

她是不会放弃前进的。

她是不会放弃的。

她只是想歇会儿。

充电下就好了。

她会照顾自己的。

就当作她去旅行了吧！

三个月的假期。

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sem 6

every sem, i come back here full of energy and emotions.
every semester is so different.
its so overwhelming. EVERY SINGLE TIME.

i noe every sem i'm bound to use the word "overwhelming".
but its truly the only word i can think of to describe what i've gone thru.
to the extend that every time i lie down in my bed and look back of this passed 3 months.
the sense of accomplishment and the rpide just welds me to tears.
its not that i've done very well.
i'll admit, this semester was rather bumpy and i might nt even come out good.

but nonetheless, the results on my card will never do justice to the feeling, the experience and the journey itself.

the experience. interning at a real advertising agency. to be doing jobs and work that really matters. of course being yelled at and screwing up. doin mistakes is also part of my journey there. but the point is that i've learnt so much and taken so much from this journey. the people, the work, the whole package!


to move out for this 3 months, to learn to pick myself up everytime i fell down. to be alone and by myself. as scary as it seems. i'm proud of those moments.

the time when my car fell into this lubang early in the morning. and i had to run everywhere to find ppl nice enough to risk being late to work and help me carrylift my car out. running everywhere, asking everyone! in freaking damansara!!! the end, ppl did help, eventho a gazillion ppl turn me down. but the ones that did. wow!

the presentations, doing job on my own. handling real projects.
it was the bomb!

yesterday was the official end of my semester 6. we did the almost 40 page report, our presentation, the evaluation the interview. everything. i noe i may not fair very well. but this time. sumhow, it didnt matter anymore. not that much.

:)

my 20th bday (part2)

i noe its abit lagging la...
so long d ma...
but recenty only i free ma....
:)
enjoy!

My 20th day!!!
02/06/2008
*yay!
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~with my family at bandar botanic!~

*my future-bro-in-law making funny faces*

*my nephew ethan!*

*look!!!!*

*ahahahah...he noticed we were watching him!*

*me!*

*the huge amount of food we ate*

*the cake!*

*my elder sis and babies*

*blow!*

*alan-ethan-cindy*

*yesyes! eat cake!!*

*strawberry!*

*my mom&dad*

*me again*

*misbehaving*

*the dutiful photographer*
*US!*
DADEEEEE!!!!! *at AEON bukit tinggi*

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~with KCBA peeps! at teacher's hse~

*i have the same bday with one of my teachers*

*ohmygosh so many ppl!*
*they made our cakes!*

*it took them the whole day!!*
our oreo cheesecakes...
:)

*happy faces*

*me!*


*the juniors*

*SUMONE got so excited the ripped down the door!*

*nicole came!*

*talking to hui huan on the phone, she's at kajang*

*gosh i missed her!*

*nicole-ryn-vivian*

*the present*

*kelly came back from penang*

*vivian-nicole-ryn-chaishing-kelly*

*got slideshow movie oso*

*the flash killed me*

*them*

*wakakka...dancing*

*among other goofy things that we do*

*yuan zhi jia*

*feels so warm inside*

*god knows wat i was doin*
=.="

*the guy that came out with the cheesecake recipe!*
~ping an~

*the gurl that bluff me to the party*

this year was a bang!
i was so touched.
20!
TWENTY already.
i'll be leaving for my internship in a week.
feels like i need to grow up.
but i dowan to!!!!

i want to still go classes.
and fool around on sundays.
run around the temple.
laugh out loud.

and dun give a hoot bout the world...

not possible aint it?!
i know i can always be goofy and idiotic when i'm with my family n frenz...
sumhow its still pretty nostalgic.
i dunno y...

oh well...
this is for 2008.
a better year.
and a better me!

-3niGma-