I thought it would be a lonely holiday...but you come to my life…little Nöel…有毛有翼, but he can't fly….strange...

I was awaken by your noise, although sometimes we do share the same language, I still can't understand what you really want from me. Are you hungry? Or you are just singing to me? Or you wanna "bird talk" with me? I'm busy with you all the time now and please…..teach me some of your language so I can improve myself in knowing you better…at least be a good bird sitter.

Arrrggg…..stop the "bird talk" and you are driving me crazy....tell me what you want….in my language!!!


...to buy me a camera that I can't afford. FYI, I have been good for this year! (sort of)
Seitz 6x17 Digital with Seitz D3 digital scan back: 
42,300 Swiss Francs (28,800 Euro)

Shiloh Pepin touched my heart like others when I watched her on TV. She always had a heart and kept a smile on her face and didn't think of herself as unfortunate girl. I was impressed by her fearlessness and her positive attitude to life. Unfortunately she died on October 23, 2009, at Maine Medical Center in Portland, Maine, at the age of ten.

I heard of many unpleasant stories recently, is all about life. We start losing people around us when we grow old day by. I’m feeling sad with these real stories but I know everything happens for a reason.

No matter how tough the life is, we still have to confront it. Just like what Shiloh Pepin did for her life...

Dedicated to my friend just lost her mother last year; for my friend's mother is suffering from illness; for my friend who beloved one is struggling in the hospital, and I hope you could see his smile again.

There is only one thought in my mind now, which is to buy an air ticket and fly back Malaysia and give a big hug to parents and say how much I love them, but I know I can't...I miss you all so much...

I had a very strange dream yesterday. I dreamed of graveyard! My god, I couldn't see myself in the dream, but there was an old man in my dream too.

I check out the dream interpretation dictionary when I reach office this morning.

"To dream that you are at a grave, indicates that you need to delve into your own unconscious in search of an issue that you thought had been put to rest. You need to stand up for yourself for no one else can do it for you. Alternatively, it represents something is about to be completed in your life. You are leaving behind the old and making a new start. The dream may also be a pun on feeling grave or concerned about a serious or sad situation."

Wow.........I'm confused. @.@

Working in a small company (Think Red Limited) and I have to pick up calls when necessary.

"Hello o'dea, you are speaking to Think Red".
"Sorry. (one more time) Hi Think Red, you are speaking to o'dea"

All is not right! Blurrr! My soul is not working today.

client: "I don't want to undermine your design, but..."

30 minutes later...

client: "hmm...sorry, I don't like any of these designs that I suggested, can you please undo all back to the original artwork and try to make the design looks better?"

me: "........No problem! :)"

"Graphic design is sometimes about polishing turds." This was the forum title that I saw on a graphic design forum recently and yes, I totally agree and have no doubt with this saying anymore.

I'm working on turd again!

Although I'm not reluctant to work on this "design", I will still use my exceptional skills to polish this turd. At least try to make a good looking and shinny turd to keep the client happy.

* turd polishing


Bought a coffee this afternoon.
"Flat white with one sugar please".

Barista: "Can I have your surname please?"
Me: "FU"
Barista: "Sorry, can you spell your surname?"
Me: " F. U. !"
Barista: "THANKS!"

I got a flat white without sugar added. Maybe should call myself Mary or Susie when buying coffee next time.

A new family member. His name is chokke. Can't wait go back home now and play with you.

I went to the supermarket to buy some raw nuts during lunchtime.

cashier: hello, how are you doing today?
me: I'm good, how do you do?
cashier: box of birds!
me:....sorry? (confused with what he was saying) So you doing great?
cashier: box of birds!!
me: just raw nuts please...
cashier: BOX OF BIRDS!!!!!...
me: ...fine...

2 minutes later...I went back to him.

me: "what is box of birds?" I bought only a pack of nuts, not birds...(i have unhappy stories with birds in devonport)
cashier: LOL, box of birds means i'm great.
me: okay!! Oh I see, thanks for letting me know, box of birds!

I rushed back to the office and google "box of birds". Forgive my ignorance, actually box of birds is the expression commonly used in New Zealand.

*box of birds: cheerful, happy, very good

Good to know that expression, at least I won't be confused and embarrassed myself again when someone says box of birds next time!

So how are you today?

Finally, I have decided to try something new - writing blog!! It is a big challenge for me as I’m not a good writer. However, I do wish to try and hopefully this blog will last until the end.

I might not have remarkable stories to tell. However, I wish my voice can be heard in such a simple way and bring fragrance in other’s life.

This blog starts in movember and it will be the beginning of my story…

"Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending."

- Carl Bard (1907-1978 scottish theologian religious writer broadcaster)