Day 22: What makes you different from everyone else
Hello,
it's been a while.
So much so in fact that this blog feels a bit like a long-lost friend whom you are very close with but you have missed out on so much of their life that you don't know where to start.
Hm.
"I always says the best place to start is from the beginning, zurr!"
"Excellent idea! I always did say that no one could beat sound mole logic."
Okay, so today's challenge is "what makes me different from everyone else". And a couple of things I observed this week gave me my answer.
First: I had a conversation with a lady about birthdays. See, it turns out that this woman's family seems to have a bit of a birthday tradition: her grandmother, mother and brother (or something similar; it was three family members anyway) all have birthdays on 22 July.
Very cool coincidence, I said :)
And then she said, just as casually and in the same conversational tone, that she lost a baby in her late stages of pregnancy. But the baby's birthday would have been on 22 July too.
I couldn't help thinking,
I wonder how much time had passed before she was able to speak so easily about this,
and it made me sad,
and as you can see,
it stuck in my mind long enough to write this blog.
The second incident happened just now.
I was in our bathroom at home and I noticed for the first time that one of the decorative wall tiles is upside down. It's a swirly pattern and it's quite obvious, and yet after ~seven years of living in this house, I had never noticed it before. I told my dad and he said he hadn't noticed it either. Nor did he particularly care. But I feel pretty silly :S
So,
what I think makes me different from other people is the way I think. Memories and personal incidents tend to affect me a lot, and I pay attention to them, but I'm sure I don't notice a lot of obvious things that other people do. It's a good thing though. We need all sorts in this world :)
Day 22.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Cross
Day 21: a picture of something that makes you happy
So I was kind of down yesterday, not feeling like doing anything but feeling bad about not doing anything, etc. I ended up making this card for my mum, a combination birthday/cny stand-up one with the message in the middle:
2 hours design, 3 hours construction (although I was watching liar game drama at the same time =P). Maybe it was the mechanical-ness of it, or that I was concentrating on something for someone else, but after that I felt more tolerable. Day 21 =)
So I was kind of down yesterday, not feeling like doing anything but feeling bad about not doing anything, etc. I ended up making this card for my mum, a combination birthday/cny stand-up one with the message in the middle:
2 hours design, 3 hours construction (although I was watching liar game drama at the same time =P). Maybe it was the mechanical-ness of it, or that I was concentrating on something for someone else, but after that I felt more tolerable. Day 21 =)
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Looking back
I'M BACK! Happy New Year everyone~ <3
After 2+ weeks in Aussie, I have a lot to blog about, so here goes :)
Me and my family left NZ on the 23rd of Dec, I can't remember what time but it was a respectable afternoon hour. One of our family friends dropped us off at the airport, which was nice of him.
I hadn't been to the Akl airport international departure areas for a while. It's gotten a lot fancier~ there's this big tree-thing now that changes colour and has moons and hammerhead sharks and things swimming across it. I likes.
The flight was about 2 and a half hours long, so me and my brother watched Precious. Idk if it's a good movie, since I missed a lot of the dialogue cos' the plane was too noisy. And then my entertainment system froze after I finished watching, so my brother let me play Pinball with him on his, ngaw :)
Sydney's two hours behind Auckland so by the time we landed it was 10-something at night. Aunty Carol picked us up and took us back to her place, which is where we'd stay for most of our trip. It took almost an hour to get to her house.. I think, that's one of the main differences between living in NZ and living in Australia. See, Mum said that lots of Kiwis move to Aussie and because the suburban/city scenery looks quite a lot like NZ, they feel like they haven't moved at all, so migration isn't very stressful. But Sydney's a lot more spread out, and a lot more crowded. Every car trip would take at least half an hour. Just imagine how much of your life you would waste travelling around :/ no wonder they need a good transport system.
We got up early the next day and road-tripped to Nowra, where we spent three days camping. And when I say camping I mean OMG the campsite was ridiculously luxurious,
lol there were stations where you could plug in and get electricity for your lamp/toothbrush/hairdryer, manymany sinks with running water, a tv, showers, etc, it was crazy. But in a good way ><
There were a lot of Aunty Carol's friends and their families camping there too, so it was a big social gathering. And as it turned out, my parents were the oldest couple there, and also the longest-migrated, as in they've been in NZ for 23 years whereas most of those families only moved from Malaysia less than five years ago. Naturally that also meant that my brother and I were the oldest kids there - the closest in age to us were my cousins Naomi and Kyra, who are 13 and 12 (Aunty Carol does have another daughter Nisha but she's 6.) The rest of them were aged 3-11, so me and my bro ended up being sort of pseudo-babysitters. Some of them are so cute :) and they have interesting names too, like Jayee JayD Jacey (brothers and sister), and Zehn (pronounced like zen). At night when we were sitting in the tent my family would try to match up the families, because we met everybody individually:
"So Abby's husband is..."
"Simon. The one who knows how to make teh tarik."
"And they have two children?"
"Yeah, they're the ones with John and Zehn."
Reminded me of those logic puzzles lol. Who owns the fish?
Amongst the overly adequate facilities at the campsite was a jumping pillow, which is exactly what it says on the tin - it's a giant orange pillow-shaped thing that kids jump on. Like someone tried to build a jumping castle, but only made the base before they got bored and left it as a trampoline. haha my brother got really popular with the littlies cos' of that pillow - since he was heavy enough, he could make them all lose balance and fall over, and pretty soon all the kids were shouting JUMP!JUMP!JUMP!JUMP! haha but actually, apart from the jumping pillow and the playground, there's nothing to do at the campsite, you have to make your own fun. So we went to the beach and had waterfights and played stuck-in-the-mud, and on Christmas Day it didn't feel like Christmas but the mothers made us sing Christmas carols anyway. Which failed a bit because a lot of the kids didn't know the words.
So Kyra (who's a music pro and just a musical person in general) started singing radio songs and then one of the dads backed his car up and used it to play
summer songs from someone's iPod. Which also failed a bit because a lot of the kids didn't know the words. They could all sing the Justin Bieber song though... ew ><
We went back to Sydney the next day. lol I'm gonna stop this post here, getting too long.. so to end this is what my cuzzie Nisha said when I asked her about her favourite animals.
"My number one favourite animal is dolpins, because they are really smart and really nice.
Then after that is golden labrador retriever puppies. I want one but my mum says I'm not responsible enough.
My number three favourite animal is spiders. I like spiders.
And then cockroaches. I don't like killing cockroaches. I tried to pat one but my mum wouldn't let me because she said it has food and worms on it. But I wanted to pat it."
:3
After 2+ weeks in Aussie, I have a lot to blog about, so here goes :)
Me and my family left NZ on the 23rd of Dec, I can't remember what time but it was a respectable afternoon hour. One of our family friends dropped us off at the airport, which was nice of him.
I hadn't been to the Akl airport international departure areas for a while. It's gotten a lot fancier~ there's this big tree-thing now that changes colour and has moons and hammerhead sharks and things swimming across it. I likes.
The flight was about 2 and a half hours long, so me and my brother watched Precious. Idk if it's a good movie, since I missed a lot of the dialogue cos' the plane was too noisy. And then my entertainment system froze after I finished watching, so my brother let me play Pinball with him on his, ngaw :)
Sydney's two hours behind Auckland so by the time we landed it was 10-something at night. Aunty Carol picked us up and took us back to her place, which is where we'd stay for most of our trip. It took almost an hour to get to her house.. I think, that's one of the main differences between living in NZ and living in Australia. See, Mum said that lots of Kiwis move to Aussie and because the suburban/city scenery looks quite a lot like NZ, they feel like they haven't moved at all, so migration isn't very stressful. But Sydney's a lot more spread out, and a lot more crowded. Every car trip would take at least half an hour. Just imagine how much of your life you would waste travelling around :/ no wonder they need a good transport system.
We got up early the next day and road-tripped to Nowra, where we spent three days camping. And when I say camping I mean OMG the campsite was ridiculously luxurious,
lol there were stations where you could plug in and get electricity for your lamp/toothbrush/hairdryer, manymany sinks with running water, a tv, showers, etc, it was crazy. But in a good way ><
There were a lot of Aunty Carol's friends and their families camping there too, so it was a big social gathering. And as it turned out, my parents were the oldest couple there, and also the longest-migrated, as in they've been in NZ for 23 years whereas most of those families only moved from Malaysia less than five years ago. Naturally that also meant that my brother and I were the oldest kids there - the closest in age to us were my cousins Naomi and Kyra, who are 13 and 12 (Aunty Carol does have another daughter Nisha but she's 6.) The rest of them were aged 3-11, so me and my bro ended up being sort of pseudo-babysitters. Some of them are so cute :) and they have interesting names too, like Jayee JayD Jacey (brothers and sister), and Zehn (pronounced like zen). At night when we were sitting in the tent my family would try to match up the families, because we met everybody individually:
"So Abby's husband is..."
"Simon. The one who knows how to make teh tarik."
"And they have two children?"
"Yeah, they're the ones with John and Zehn."
Reminded me of those logic puzzles lol. Who owns the fish?
Amongst the overly adequate facilities at the campsite was a jumping pillow, which is exactly what it says on the tin - it's a giant orange pillow-shaped thing that kids jump on. Like someone tried to build a jumping castle, but only made the base before they got bored and left it as a trampoline. haha my brother got really popular with the littlies cos' of that pillow - since he was heavy enough, he could make them all lose balance and fall over, and pretty soon all the kids were shouting JUMP!JUMP!JUMP!JUMP! haha but actually, apart from the jumping pillow and the playground, there's nothing to do at the campsite, you have to make your own fun. So we went to the beach and had waterfights and played stuck-in-the-mud, and on Christmas Day it didn't feel like Christmas but the mothers made us sing Christmas carols anyway. Which failed a bit because a lot of the kids didn't know the words.
So Kyra (who's a music pro and just a musical person in general) started singing radio songs and then one of the dads backed his car up and used it to play
summer songs from someone's iPod. Which also failed a bit because a lot of the kids didn't know the words. They could all sing the Justin Bieber song though... ew ><
We went back to Sydney the next day. lol I'm gonna stop this post here, getting too long.. so to end this is what my cuzzie Nisha said when I asked her about her favourite animals.
"My number one favourite animal is dolpins, because they are really smart and really nice.
Then after that is golden labrador retriever puppies. I want one but my mum says I'm not responsible enough.
My number three favourite animal is spiders. I like spiders.
And then cockroaches. I don't like killing cockroaches. I tried to pat one but my mum wouldn't let me because she said it has food and worms on it. But I wanted to pat it."
:3
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