tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337517382024-03-15T04:07:45.960+08:00Joan says....Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.comBlogger1334125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-29866220840860192082023-02-13T18:52:00.001+08:002023-02-13T18:52:49.287+08:00Birthdays retrospect<p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia;"> It has been a while ya. Too long in fact. <span style="font-size: 16px; font-variant-ligatures: none; letter-spacing: 0.1px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Taking off some quite time for myself, to reflect in retrospect of the past birthdays i had. Now that I am a mother of two, I realized that birthdays are a celebration of the strength of a mother. One doesn't get to have birthdays if it is not for the birthing process, the delivery, the entrance to world from the womb. The beauty of life. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1N_m2CQK8oJBW2p9fsA1HIdYYA-3s4QRZTALtEzKl_4wu9oDvsGoDhz36BGteh14C8g4ASJ3QqAn_6mL7N9SBlPwI3dDdBqxkxI_5C9jo3OUrZXfxAdRWk_k7XhdCnyicbInIOwI-rPG3Z-NfpWF8ts0pvFStlVkdcjuEbX9capwYDciF5IQ/s4000/IMG_20230212_170818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1N_m2CQK8oJBW2p9fsA1HIdYYA-3s4QRZTALtEzKl_4wu9oDvsGoDhz36BGteh14C8g4ASJ3QqAn_6mL7N9SBlPwI3dDdBqxkxI_5C9jo3OUrZXfxAdRWk_k7XhdCnyicbInIOwI-rPG3Z-NfpWF8ts0pvFStlVkdcjuEbX9capwYDciF5IQ/s320/IMG_20230212_170818.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia;"><br /><span style="font-size: 16px; font-variant-ligatures: none; letter-spacing: 0.1px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span><p></p><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; font-variant-ligatures: none; letter-spacing: 0.1px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I was 18, 20 years ago. Time flies. That time, I was a young girl, a freshie in college. Fresh and ready to take on the world. I was 28, 10 years ago. At that age I got married with my better half. And today I am 38. There's just so much to be grateful about every birthdays of mine. Family, friends, career, health and a life to look forward to. Not perfect, full of challenges but there's joy to it. I am grateful to God for the opportunity and life given to me. It is kinda scary to actually think that every year of your birthday might also be your last. Life is like that I suppose. Death is inevitable for everyone. Yet, in this very moment, may we live our lives in the moment. Love to the fullest.</span></span>Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-12078210133920849932019-02-05T08:16:00.002+08:002019-02-05T08:16:27.163+08:00Happy Chinese New Year 2019<div style="text-align: center;">
It is the year of the Pig! Xin Nian Kuai Le. </div>
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I am back to blogging because I am on Facebook and Instagram hiatus. I find I like it better here because it is more "quiet". Blogging is one way communication. If you don't go blog-hopping therefore you do not collect shit along the way too.<br />
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Have a great Chinese New Year!Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-6217295126262116032018-12-24T02:26:00.000+08:002018-12-24T02:26:17.363+08:00My story of a miscarriage and the D&C<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I knew I got pregnant when I missed my period in early November. Took the pregnancy test twice and it came back positive as well. But November also is a very busy month for all teachers who are in constant chaos and race against time to put things together before the school. </div>
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Went to see the ObGyn in mid Nov, but it was still to early to detect anything via ultrasound. Came back in early December and get to see the sac and probably a flutter of heartbeat at 6 weeks. But nothing much, everything is still too early. That was on a Friday during the first week of December. Went on with my invigilation work as well as weekly Zumba classes throughout November and December. No major nausea, just a little bit too much of sleepiness. Everything seems to be just like my first pregnancy experience.</div>
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And then my body don't feel that good on 8th Dec, after my Zumba class that morning. Took it as nothing and just slept earlier than usual. But there were cramps and it felt like I will be having my period kinda feeling. But I brushed it off thinking that it must be the uterus expanding bla bla bla. Then I started bleeding on Sunday onwards. Went to see the Obgyn again, this time with a vaginal scan and he said that it is very quiet inside there. My heart sank already. Bleeding + no heartbeat. I guess I have to be ready for worst case scenario already. Cried while waiting for the meds at the pharmacy (doc prescribed me with Duphaston), cried while driving home, cried during lunch, cried when I whatsapp my mom. </div>
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Slept the whole day after the appointment with doctor, contemplating whether I should take the meds or not. I hate taking hormone pills because it disrupts everything. But the doctor said its for saving the baby and will stop the bleeding. But then I bleed some more that day. Hmmm. Putus asa sudah. I basically bleed out the whole week until the next appointment with the doctor again.</div>
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So, throughout the whole week, I already accepted the fact that there will be no heartbeat and growth. If there is then it is a miracle.True enough, there were no changes since the last visit. In fact, an enlarged yolk sac was detected and the doctor told us that the baby might not be healthy hence this situation like this. The ObGyn seems very sympathetic and we on the other hand seems to be okay with the whole thing. Sad, yes but we accepted it. I don't feel like dwelling on the sadness too long. Somehow, now I question myself "Did I grieve enough?"</div>
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A D&C was scheduled two days after the final appointment. I was initially scared about the whole procedure. Googling about it will only make one more anxious. I actually wanted the sac to just come out by itself so that I don't have to undergo the procedure. But waiting for it is actually not an option since the following week I have to travel back to my hometown. How la if during the travelling time suddenly I bleed out so much. bla bla. So, okay la go on with the procedure saja lah.</div>
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While waiting for the "ripening" of the servix, I was advised to just stay in bed and only walk to the toilet if I really need to pee. The nurse said don't move to much or else you might bleed a lot. Oh well. Just lie down lah. The mister was there with me, thank you la kasi kawan and he actually have to work there also. Hmmm, classic. It is almost like a dejavu feeling when I gave birth last year. Me on the hospital bed and the mister on the sofa with his laptop - working. </div>
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I struggled initially; just shallow breaths. But then I started to get high. One more deep inhalation and suddenly all the sound drifted away and *poof - I was out!<br />
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After some observations done, I am being wheeled back to the ward and I asked my husband how long was the whole procedure. It took only one hour or so. I came back to the ward at 1230. I continued sleeping.<br />
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No nausea, no vomitting. At 1330, I was served light meals. By 1530, I already walked out of the hospital and went straight to the mall to buy a handbag eventhough I was struggling with my head being foggy and heavy. But the determination to get a handbag over rule that. Hahahaha. Nasib baik my mother doesn't know about me going shopping after my D&C.<br />
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One week after the D&C, I bleed less. Just minor spotting. But the hormones is in a mess. Just like after giving birth last time. Oh well, it is something that I have just to pull through. I don't dwell in the sadness over the miscarriage but I realize I am very fragile towards negative words and body language. I cry easily too. Susah la bah begini.<br />
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- I guess physically I am okay. Mentally, I need some time to find myself back.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-66112310640415667202018-10-05T23:33:00.000+08:002018-10-05T23:33:07.723+08:00Late night rantsDusty dusty blog. Hello.... I can hear the echo here but I need an outlet to organize my thoughts. Microblogging site just can't handle the amount of keystrokes for this incoming rants.<br />
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Work<br />
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Teaching is still my passion but it is overshadowed with the gloomy burden of the clerical work that we have to do. I STILL can survive those. NEVER MIND. It is all about organizing workloads and prioritizing. One thing I hate the most in my current work place now is the amount of micro managing done by the superiors. Although I love my direct boss, but the majority of the superiors took their roles too seriously to the point of where it is seen as showing off and showing who is the boss. Ah! Enough about those things. It is just like running in a circle.<br />
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Weekend<br />
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Tomorrow is a Saturday and I felt that there are tons of backlogged things to do. Looking at my list of things to do, I get overwhelmed. I need to organize my thoughts better. Prioritize! First things first. I need to tell myself to calm down, if not I will find myself drifting into a panic mode. All because 2018 is actually ending and I am still stuck at analyzing and writing out my thesis. Now, it has become a deep wound that doesn't heal. I need to heal it quick and move on. Like seriously.<br />
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But also, I lack writing practice. This writer's block is like a permanent thing stuck here. NOT going to move and NOT going to budge. Disrupting the flow. I need to do something about this. I need to dig deeper. Suddenly, I remembered all those "eureka" moments for my writings last time happen late at night when I can't sleep.Now, I am in dire need of sleep because my son still doesn't sleep through the night. It is still better than the newborn phase though. Haha.<br />
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Home<br />
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Currently I am staying in a landed house. Finally, our own home. No more renting. But its quite far from the big city. Somehow, it is better here especially for raising a family. Grateful for the things and opportunity like this.<br />
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Okay, need to stop ranting here. I feel like reading a book now. I need to salvage all this solitary and tranquil moments before I get disrupted with my son's crying or my husband's snore.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-48215354737867575192018-08-20T13:33:00.002+08:002018-08-20T13:33:56.554+08:00MotivationMotivation needed!<br />
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All this while, I never thought a pep talk can make any difference in anyone's life. Its all like yadda yadda here and there. BUT now, I am in need of one. Everytime I think about thesis and life. I get overwhelmed and I felt like running somewhere where people can't find me.<br />
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I need to accept the fact that daily routine are no more all about me. Sustaining a healthy relationship within the family, juggling a career and just living everyday is actually tiring. Everything seems like a ticking time bomb now where the biological clock is ticking, the thesis clock is ticking. Yet, you can't seem to do everything all at the same time.<br />
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"I am not a quitter!"<br />
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I need to tell myself this. I can do this. I need to just do it and don't think so much. Every day has its trouble on its own.<br />
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JUST DO IT. LIKE RIGHT NOW!!!<br />
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ok back to my thesis struggle.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-82208738800792100352018-06-04T19:17:00.000+08:002018-06-04T19:17:03.552+08:00Blank mindI am sitting in Starbucks, drinking my current favourite frappucino. Tea-ramisu. Green tea concoction with cheesecake taste in it. I found myself staring blankly to the space without having any thoughts in my head. Just blank. Empty.<br />
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My mind is seriously exhausted I think. Lack of sleep is nothing, I can overcome that. Somehow, these few days, I am just overwhelmed.<br />
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It is not easy to be a mother, a working mother, and don't remind me about the thesis that is still hanging there without being done. I need to graduate this year. But I feel 24 hours is not enough. I miss this quite "me" time yet I feel selfish for not driving straight back home after work but just hang around in Starbucks and staring blankly into nothing-ness.<br />
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Asking for help is a source of conflict and I end up being bossy ordering people around. But in a day, there's just so many things to do. Also, my working environment is not helping at all - with toxic bosses around and colleagues who don't rebel like me. I felt so alone.<br />
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Yes, very much alone. Hence, this dusty blog suddenly comes alive after a long hiatus.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-19125225617067647042017-11-03T13:37:00.001+08:002017-11-08T17:19:08.495+08:00Babywearing Experience: Lenny Lamb Smoki Wrap Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
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You know those cute custom made baby crib bumpers on Instagram? They are adorable but come with a nice price tag as well. Ya, I appreciate custom made things. But I am not paying that much for something that I have solutions for.</div>
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Tadaa! My DIY baby crib bumpers. Its just three back cushions bought from Kaison for MYR 12.90 each. Attached some ribbons at the corner (with horrible sewing skills of mine). There you go, a fast and cute baby crib bumpers. Teehee!</div>
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This is my first time owning and wearing a Mei Tai. Before this I don't have any idea on how to tie one as I am also a beginner with woven wraps. Actually, I did not intend to buy a Mei Tai BUT since this Mei Tai is the only one left in the Attacus Borneon series. I decided to just go for it! In fact it is not even sold at the Bebe Sachi's online shop anymore. It was released in 2016 btw. I just messaged them to try my luck on any of their Borneon series available.</div>
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The pattern is something so close to heart (as I am from Borneo ) and I couldn't help to fall in love with the fabric over and over again. Yes, it was love at first sight! Although, I was reluctant to fork out that much money for this Mei Tai but but but I can't resist it. It so meant to be. LOL.<br />
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<b style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Background: Please welcome the long awaited third sibling in the Bebe Sachi Bornean series, Attacus, named after the magnificent Atlas moth. Yes, you may think it rather absurd, naming a wrap after a moth, because in reality, producing textiles means avoiding moths at all costs! But Attacus Atlas is no ordinary household moth. Once thought to be the largest moth in the world, it is commonly found throughout the Malay Archipelago. Named after the Titan of Greek mythology, or in Cantonese, the name translates to "snake's head moth” as the wing pattern is thought to resemble a snake's head; the Atlas moth is simply stunning. Looking at the hand painted, ikat technique, design of the wrap, you can see the master dyer capture abstracted moth wing flutterings in deep purples and pink, not too dissimilar to Attacus. Our love for Borneo and everything it represents inspired us to produce this series. Rita and Azizah spent many formative childhood years in Sabah and Sarawak and remain closely tied to the area today. The abundance of insects in Borneo is astounding, with many new species being discovered every year. Azizah has fond memories studying insects of all shapes and sizes with scientists from Sabah Universities in areas like the Poring Hotsprings and around Mt Kinabalu. Often a simple lamp left on outside the chalet was enough to attract a huge variety of exciting insects to study. Today, Azizah’s father still ventures out on long scientific expeditions but often reports “there just isn’t as many insects as when you were younger”. We are hopeful that our children will grow up to continue to appreciate nature and maybe , ...even spot the wonderful Attacus Atlas! </b><span style="background-color: transparent; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="background-color: transparent; text-align: right;"><b><a href="https://slingofest.com/wrapPage/bebe-sachi-attacus-wrap?modelId=17095" style="background-color: transparent; text-align: right;" target="_blank">- </a><u>slingofest.com</u></b></span></div>
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I posted this Mei Tai on my Instagram ( @joan_jade ) and indeed a lot of my other Borneo friends also shared the same view like me. This is indeed a beautiful piece. A friend who doesn't have a baby also said she will actually just wear it for the sake of fashion. Haha.</div>
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My sunshine is 4 months young today. Time flies! Ah, babies they grow up SO fast. I am so glad that I took this extra leave (although unpaid). Like a friend of mine who is doing the same thing said. Money can earn later. This time with the baby can't be repeated.<br />
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I can be there most of the time for him. Never mind the life that I used to have. No more going out for shopping. For hanging out with friends. No more going concerts. Priorities changed. Things have changed now.<br />
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This blog is super dusty! Haha. I am more into micro blogging on instagram and instastories these days. I also just revived my photography love since I have Aaron around. My camera was also dusty. LOL.<br />
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I am currently on a no pay maternity leave. Extended one. Not a stay-at-home mom just yet. I wish I can though. That will be nice. I will be back to work only on December. That is school holiday already. Hahaha.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-8035487239308392192017-08-03T17:04:00.002+08:002017-08-03T17:04:26.662+08:00My babywearing experience<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Before having a baby of my own, I saw people carry their kids with slings and wraps and I THOUGHT it was easy. Babywearing is NOT as easy as I thought it would be. (same thing with the thought of breastfeeding). BUT it gets better with some practice and a positive mindset that things will get better.</div>
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I finally took out the ring sling that I bought from Jumpsac (yeah, I kept it nicely after futile attempts to carry my baby). I remember being so excited to get it but then got so deflated when it seems impossible to carry my baby in that cloth. Well, I just did not know HOW. </div>
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Tada!! Today, I managed to use the sling. I was in dire need to alleviate the weight off my wrist and arms since my baby just want to be carried around to fall asleep. OMG. </div>
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After a demo by my mom last night, I was so determined that I could do it even though earlier when I tried myself, both my baby and I struggled and got lost in the cloth. Hahaha.</div>
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Momma knows best. Thanks for showing the way mom! And yeah, it's true when you have your own kid, you will need to depend on your momma to give tips to make your life easier (although you need to tahan your ears lah if your parenting skills seems to be TOO modern for them).<br />
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I also have another stretchy wrap in which I still struggle with my baby to get him in the wrap. My baby sleeps very well also in the wrap. This wrap is by JPMBB (a french brand) which the mister got it second hand from his office pre-loved items mailing list. It was a good bargain because getting this wrap first hand will be very expensive. Check out the price yourself at their website. It is a good baby carrier but you will need A LOT of practice to get used to it. As for me, I am constantly worried about my baby's legs and spine position inside the wrap and whether I tied the wrap too tight that he can't breathe. Huhu. My baby is almost two months now and he is getting heavier. Thank God for these baby carriers, mati la bah mo angkat ini budak lama lama especially now that he is turning two months, he became extra clingy!</div>
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Oh, if you are wondering on how to get the ring sling, head on to jumpsac.com . I got mine on sale, being a cheapskate (pilih saja la yang paling murah, I was a newbie anyway). I got mine for MYR129. A friend recommended this local brand to me as it is reasonably priced and has good quality - always buy aluminium ring slings and not plastic rings for safety. The quality of the cloth is OK lah. I prefer to wash it once to soften the cloth a bit. If I can utilize this ring sling fully, I will look into better materials sold on Jumpsac. Hehehe. Mahal sikit bah itu good material (everything is above MYR200)</div>
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I was 40 weeks and there's no sign of labor, baby's head is still floating (could be due to my pelvic bone shape that doesn't baby's head engagement) . Whatever lah! basically baby is not coming out. Placenta is heavily calcified according to the doctor that it might not serve its full function at anytime.<br />
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So, I went to "surrender" myself on the 7th of June, after giving the baby two days to give me any sign of not going for a c-section. Personally, I have never been so indecisive in my life but this decision is something that left me thinking and sleepless too. For me c-section is a major abdominal surgery and it takes longer time to recover because I do not want to be off from my fitness routine for so long. Anyway, enough for thinking only for myself, now its not only about me.<br />
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<li style="text-align: left;">Got my first IV drip ever in my life. I thought the branula insertion will hurt, tidak pula. LOL</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Spinal block inserted (I feared this the most), mine was done while I was lying on my side and was being asked to curve myself like a ball. I just don't wanna know how they did it, but the sensation felt after that is just WEIRD</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Got prepped for surgery, the curtains up and God knows whatever they are doing to me behind the curtain.</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I only see my husband once they are ready for surgery. He was not there during the spinal block insertion (in which I thought he will be there during that time...boohoo!)</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">There was a moment where I can't breathe and I thought I was dying. Adui. It was SUPER uncomfortable. SUPER SUPER uncomfy moment (later on few weeks post surgery then only my husband said that was the time when they start to cut me open)</li>
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<li style="text-align: left;">My baby didn't cry when he came out, too comfy. He only cried when he was being cleaned.</li>
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My first time meeting Aaron. I thought I would cry like those other birthing moments. But I am more stunned to actually know that my baby is now out. Hahaha. Terkajut bah!</div>
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Thank you to those who made an effort to visit me at the hospital. After the whole experience, I see people around me in a new light especially my husband. I saw another side of him that I never seen before and I love him more for that. </div>
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We are so happy to see our bundle of joy. I am embracing everything like a trainwreck. I am also so thankful to my family (especially Mom) who went for the extra mile in helping me to take care of the baby, the tips and guides. My family is a good team for taking care of me and the baby during the confinement and during my meltdowns.<br />
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Me and the mister are embracing the sleepless nights, aching arms and nappy changes like a noob. Kasian bah! First time parents kan. But it gets better every day lah. That's the mantra.<br />
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BUT, this waiting period for delivery time. 36 weeks onwards and I am on my 38th week now. GOD! It is frustrating. ESPECIALLY when people keep telling you that<br />
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I on the other hand is like, why the hell none of this is actually happening and now I am on my 38th week.<br />
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I am so tired of all this. I am not tired being pregnant, I still can walk, dance, climb stairs and what not. Physically I am not tired. But when it comes to socializing, it is like an emotional massacre. They judge you even before you have done something. Punya la.<br />
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Malas sa begini oh.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-37574232577964849762017-04-04T09:57:00.001+08:002017-04-04T09:58:25.536+08:00Back to work<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, on the 15th of Feb, I set off early in the morning. So early that I could actually follow the mister out of the house before sunrise. Yes, before sunrise. Sun rise means jam here in KL. Yet, you people in East Malaysia rises way early than West Malaysia though.</div>
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Then met up with my other two friends who are also reporting for duty back again. Bahagian Tajaan it was for the first stop. Submitted our documents there.</div>
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Finally, second stop is here at the Bahagian Sumber Manusia where they will issue a letter on which State Education Department you will be assigned to. So many layers of bureaucracy. Hmm, that's how just things work in the government sector in Malaysia. Here is also the office where people will do appeal for their posting according to the state. I asked for Putrajaya as my first choice, Selangor second and Kuala Lumpur third. (Yes, I didn't ask for Sabah because the mister do not have the option to actually transfer back to Sabah. Boohoo! Well, it's okay then) </div>
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I am posted here to teach the afternoon session, the culture, community and what not is VERY different from back home. I have quite a tough time adjusting and I think it is also due to the fact that I was away from the service for more than 2 years. A LOT of adjusting to do. First week, I am here, I am constantly bombarded with the question about what race I am. In which it was kinda too much to the point of my annoyance. Tsk tsk tsk.<br />
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A new school. Smaller compared to my previous school back home. A fresh new start. Been trying to keep a low profile and just do the minimum here. I know if you are too outstanding you will be the target of every single portfolio because you know how to do things. My fellow teachers, you know this better right?</div>
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This is my work cubicle. It is very empty when I first arrived here. Hahaha. Starting to collect more "harta" now. But I am trying my best to be a minimalist. My colleagues have flower pots and flowery table covers. That is certainly not my cup of tea. Paning sa.<br />
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This school is hectic I must say. HECTIC! It is almost every Saturday we have school program (meetings etc). Mandatory weekly meeting is on Thursdays. Almost everyday we are required to work close to 10 hours. New school with new superiors who like to keep a good track record to show off to their superiors. I think this people need to learn from Sabahans on how to take life easy. Everyone is so stressed out here.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yee Sang time! Spot my hand (the very non chinese way of holding chopsticks is me. Hahaha)</td></tr>
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<br />CNY celebration is always in Penang, the mister's hometown. A major change since I got married like 3 years ago. The menu for CNY reunion dinner also is slightly different as the menu is more like Nyonya Peranakan menu style as compared to the Hakka style menu back home. My mother in law is an awesome cook!<br /><br />
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So this year, I manage to squeeze in time to go back to Tamparuli after the one week in Penang. It is the ONLY time I think I will ever be back for CNY ever again before I resume work. Oh my holidays! I am gonna miss my free time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The glorious Yam Pork, I didn't get to eat this Penang. Oh Kiu Nyuk, how I miss thee!</td></tr>
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I also get a chance to attend the Sidma Fitness Carnival and get to see my old classmate, Azlina who is also one of the orang kuat in Sidma now.<br />
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Always love the morning view from the frontyard. So calming. I really miss Tamparuli. Never thought that I actually took for granted things that is always there last time for the years that I have been living in Tamparuli. KL city has a different view to offer everyday.<br />
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Back home also there is a new addition to the family. A puppy. Mixed breed Jack Russell and Shih Tzu, a Jack-Tzu. The mischievous one, Jong Eet. He is super spoiled and full of energy. Too much energy in fact and he thinks he is a cat to actually lie down with people on the sofa.<br />
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When I announced my pregnancy last week at 20 weeks, most people thought I am at the end of my first trimester. Yeah, I know my baby bump is kinda small. I did not gain much weight until now. I am in the middle of my second trimester now. But I foresee all the weight will be piling in by the end of my second trimester as I have this appetite surge like nobody's business. Also at the same time, I am also scared of gaining too much weight. Banyak la bah pikiran kan.</div>
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And yes, I am still teaching Zumba like usual until now. It is just that I decreased the frequency of my classes tremendously. I used to teach everyday except Sunday with dance fitness classes ( Zumba, group fitness and other programs ). Ranging from minimum 6 hours of classes per week to 8 or 9 hours if with class replacements. Yeah, I was kiasu like that. But, now I am only teaching 2 hours of class per week and it is only Zumba Fitness. I also do have some help from my students to do all the jumping and what not.</div>
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Some people said I am crazy, stubborn and endangering the baby. Yes, I agree with them( Kasi iya saja, kalau sa mau bagi point sendiri terus tatap kana bom). Everyone is right. They are entitled to their opinion. I did not even stop during my first trimester. I just decreased class frequency and did milder movements until now. My mom keep bugging me to stop teaching classes. Every now and then, I heard hush hush talk behind my back about me still teaching. At times, I am actually affected by the negative vibes around.</div>
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<li style="text-align: left;">I am a qualified pre-natal and post-natal fitness trainer. I took the course last year. The knowledge helps me a lot when I get pregnant myself</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I have been doing Dance Fitness since like high school and I have been teaching Zumba Fitness for over two years. It is not that I started teaching when I got pregnant</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">My gynae did gave clearance on continuing my fitness activities provided that I take extra care and look out for signs that might affect pregnancy</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">It is actually recommended for pregnant moms to exercise. The type of exercise needs to suit the fitness level and needs of the expectant mothers as well. Just don't pick up new activity when you are pregnant. But the Asian mentality has this stigma against exercising pregnant moms.</li>
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I can go on and on and on with all the reasons why I am still exercising and people who are opposing this idea also can go and on and on with their stand. Every pregnancy is different. Every expecting moms have different situation. Acknowledge that. I acknowledge that. I only need positive vibes around for now. If you have nothing good to say, save it to someone else who would actually listen to you.</div>
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Dance Fitness makes me happy! This is one thing that actually made me survive the trying times during first trimester with all the hormone imbalance and all. So, I am gonna do what makes me happy. </div>
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p.s: Pre-pregnancy, I am actually very flexible. Splits are very easy all the hip opening poses are my favourite. But the relaxin hormone now is kinda killing me as it made my pelvic area to be extra relaxed during this pregnancy. Nah, start sudah la urang mo cakap tu. <i>"nah, kan pa sa bilang bahaya bah mo esesais time bunting" - so what do you want me to do? Sleep and baring saja sampai beranak?</i></div>
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Just a brief of timeline of what's gonna happen for the first half of 2017<br />
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February - when I start teaching in school again but do not know where in KL or Selangor<br />
June - expected due date for delivery and I plan to deliver in Sabah<br />
July - new house will be ready and I do not know how to foresee the renovation or even decorating the house<br />
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Putting the timeline aside, I also need to be mentally and physically prepared for the baby. At the same time finish my thesis as well. Argh, I am so scared!<br />
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So, for the first time ever, the mister and I went surveying for baby stuff at several shops and departmental store. Baru pusing pusing sikijap sudah rasa bankrap. OMG. Why do baby stuff cost so much and it's like kicil only. WTH!<br />
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And I don't like all the cartoon-y stuff on the blanket and pillows and what not. Bulih ka macam tu? Haha. Is there anywhere that sells only plain baby stuff, I would like to know where. Pening sa nampak cartoon sana sini. Odoi.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-82996458967723887982017-01-17T21:26:00.001+08:002017-01-17T21:26:09.398+08:00How to fight laziness?I usually wake up the latest by 7.30 am everyday. Earlier during my first trimester, I woke up around 6.30am to have breakfast. Just to fuel the body before the nausea sets in. But now, I would rather stay in bed until like 9.30am. Wasting my life away. In which mind you, I only have until the 14th of February to wake up this late before I started my service back in the education system. I should be slaving away to finish off my thesis.<br />
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I haven't been doing much reading or even writing that contributed to the progress of the thesis. All I do all day is to laze around and just read whatever on the social media. OMG. Not good at all.<br />
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Macam mana la mau rajin ni?Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-19571264767724504142017-01-10T13:01:00.000+08:002017-01-10T13:01:14.413+08:00It's an open secret<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>End of September 2016</b><br />
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When I did my home pregnancy test after my period was late for two weeks. Hey! I got the shock of my life. I was stunned! You know some people who have been waiting for good news, they will be like crying and jumping for joy and what not. I was just STUNNED. The next thing I did was not calling people up or even setting appointment with a doctor. I just sat there for a while looking at the result. Silence. It is a mixed of emotions.<br />
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Then I started contacting two fitness instructors whom I see as a mentor to consult them on being pregnant and continue teaching fitness classes in their first trimester. The next thing I know that I did was contacting studio owners to give a notice that I will not be teaching some of the fitness classes anymore starting for the next two weeks. Just with the reason that I am busy with my studies. I am just not ready to break the news to anyone just yet. Nobody should know just yet.<br />
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Mister came home and I told him the news. The reaction I got? Not the typical jumping for joy and hugging the wife. It is also just silence. We were both stunned! Hahahaha. Happily stunned? Is there even a word for that. LOL. We both know that our lives are about to change.<br />
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Only this year that we decided we should be trying to have kids but everything get halted since both of us were down with dengue somewhere in April and it took almost three months for the body to actually function like normal. I have to stay sober for almost three months after dengue just to make sure alcohol won't damage my liver. I lose my hair and all. Starting trying again and for several months, usually the pregnancy test will turn out negative and I will start to get frustrated. But I guess, good news will always come when you least expect it and God will actually grant you things at the right time and moment.<br />
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Well, THANK YOU GOD! (except that I shouldn't be drinking alcohol again until end of next year. huhuhu)<br />
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Did my first ultrasound in early October at around 5 weeks, just to make sure everything is ok and I am actually really pregnant. Haha.<br />
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In fact, I only broke the news to my family and in laws around this time. My mom is obviously overjoyed! Yeah, she has been bugging me to start having kids since like forever and the news really made her cry. My sister even took a video of that and whatsapp-ed me. That moment then only I felt like crying as well. WTH. Anyways, I broke the news to my family over whatsapp with a picture of the ultrasound along with a reminder NOT to tell anyone (extended family or friends just yet) and also don't ever try to stop me from doing Zumba.<br />
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I am actually quite lucky not to be experiencing any major morning sickness. Just nausea and a heightened sense of smell. Any aromatic cooking, spices, garlic, korean sauces all those gonna kill me. It didn't make me vomit but it will be very unpleasant. Body odour and strong perfumes as well. Basically, I prefer to have a face mask on everywhere I go especially when there's a lot of people. Weird mouth taste that also made me brush my teeth 2 to 3 times a day. LOL. Sama memang sa cari mangga la. Yang berabis ni mangga saja. Makan yang asam jak sampai gastrik. Bongok betul.</div>
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Since in KL, it was kinda hard to find young mangoes. I am lucky to have scheduled all my flights going back often during my first trimester. It is just so to happen that I have to commute a lot KK and KL during October and November for my thesis stuff and also for the food court that I am managing. I breezed through my proposal defence in my first trimester too. Thank God for the easy experience. Except I need to have snacks in my bag like all the time to avoid feeling dizzy. </div>
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Zumba are as usual but with decreased frequency of classes per week. I keep forgetting that I am carrying so at times I tend to jump around a lot like usual. Energy also running low since I no longer can take my energy cubes that contains high dose of caffeine. I am on my own. Adui. </div>
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As I am typing this post, I am at 19 weeks pregnant. Went to Japan for Asia Zumba Conference at 12 weeks and I got my mom so worried. Still haven't tell any of my friends yet (yes, even my best friends) - I am just not ready to share the news. It's good news (I know right!) but I also know some of my friends have been trying to have babies as well. I know the feeling when someone over shared their good news. So, I am just keeping this to myself until photos on social media can be self explanatory.</div>
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However the ladies at the studio that I am teaching Zumba know about me being pregnant already. The owner of the studio announced it after she found out recently as well. Yes, everyone is offering me advice not to jump so much and taking it easy. I appreciate that a lot. But at times, I kinda feel trapped. You know what I mean. I somehow got their worried look all the time in class these days.</div>
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I do not know when I will get this blog post out. I actually have announced it on my zumba blog and also on my Youtube channel but definitely not on mainstream Facebook profile. I am too scared of criticism as I still teach classes. Confirm kena kecam.</div>
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But when it gets posted, I just want to tell you all that I am pregnant. Hehehe. Expecting the baby to come out somewhere in early June. Tapi harap harap Kaamatan baby lah.<br />
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Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-68259355523681033502017-01-09T22:24:00.002+08:002017-01-09T22:24:28.865+08:002017 Resolutions!I will always review back my previous year's resolution before setting a new one each brand new year.<br />
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So. it seems like just number 1, which is the most important is not done yet. Adui bah! How la dis??<br />
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I must work harder this year.<br />
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Ok. ok. need to focus more. Keeping it real simple this 2017.<br />
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<b><u>My 2017 resolutions:</u></b><br />
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<b>1) Finish off my Master's degree</b><br />
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<b>2) Keep a healthy lifestyle. Regular exercise. Must not stop Zumba or any dance fitness.</b><br />
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<b>3) Always be on a positive outlook towards everything</b><br />
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I think all of the above is do-able. Haha.<br />
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<br />Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-3022952429868688082017-01-08T23:46:00.003+08:002017-01-08T23:48:32.885+08:002016 ReviewLooking back to 2016 in review. Been procrastinating way too much. Been so lazy since the new year. So here's the mandatory post on looking back on the year that was.<br />
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<b><u>January</u></b><br />
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<b>Hokkaido!</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hokkaido trip was awesome. One wishlist crossed out. Snow! Yeay!</td></tr>
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<b>Eye problem!</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Had problem with my eye due to stress. Thank God! It went away after seeing the specialist</td></tr>
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<b>Pole dancing!</b><br />
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Tried pole dancing but after that it was like one or two sessions done and I stopped. I am too heavy for it.<br />
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<u><b>February</b></u><br />
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<b>I am 31!</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I stopped counting my age actually. Hahaha</td></tr>
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<b>Salsation!</b></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tried out the new program for the first time</td></tr>
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<u><b>March</b></u><br />
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<b>Zumba Kids launched!</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Started my permanent Zumba Kids class at a studio in Subang Perdana but it lasted only for two months due to some problems. Short lived dream. It was fun though!</td></tr>
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<b>Krabi trip!</b><br />
Won a lucky draw for a trip to Krabi. Hurray!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sun, sea, sand and lots of fun!</td></tr>
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<u><b>April</b></u><br />
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<b>Hot Hula started!</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Launched the awesome class and it lasted the whole year until it slowed down in November due to my commitment with my studies</td></tr>
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<b>Sang on national TV!</b><br />
Yeah like no kidding. Haha. I was one of the people in the choir for Rosario's Bintang RTM performance during the finals<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me on the extreme right</td></tr>
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<b>Met ZES Prince</b><br />
Plus his wife. They are the dynamic duo!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ZES Prince from the Philippines</td></tr>
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<b>Dengue</b><br />
Boo! It sucks. I blogged about the <a href="http://kaleidoscopic-dreams.blogspot.my/2016/04/surviving-dengue.html">experience.</a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not fun at all!</td></tr>
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<b><u>May</u></b><br />
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<b>Little Mix Concert</b><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg0mBr_Db53e_FInhoePboo54yDclxiT7C5vim9lTYqxTjlNsySfUmv_BfUbW0dqzhRzGXtH4mswLLzxf4zZ3_jRDBQxSCjWriQHTOMlta9HVWyOKr8zWkYmBBi_y7PD17_oV2yg/s1600/blogger-image--164740175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg0mBr_Db53e_FInhoePboo54yDclxiT7C5vim9lTYqxTjlNsySfUmv_BfUbW0dqzhRzGXtH4mswLLzxf4zZ3_jRDBQxSCjWriQHTOMlta9HVWyOKr8zWkYmBBi_y7PD17_oV2yg/s640/blogger-image--164740175.jpg" width="544" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nice but full of kids. LOL</td></tr>
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<br />
<b>Tuaran Kaamatan Gala Night</b><br />
I co-emceed it!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gonna be on a long hiatus from emceeing soon I guess.</td></tr>
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<u><b>June</b></u><br />
<br />
<b>Family annual vacation</b><br />
This time just domestic, minus Mimi cos she has to jaga our house in Tamparuli<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Somewhere. Hehehe. I think for 2017, it will be just in Tamparuli for family vacation for June</td></tr>
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<b>Borneo Blog Party</b><br />
Met some homies for this awesome party<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sambil rasmi phone OPPO baru kunun. Haha</td></tr>
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<b>Raya at home</b></div>
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Organized a get together for Raya at my house also. Fun times!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dunno when is the next get-together as 2017 gonna be a busy year</td></tr>
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<b><u>July </u></b><br />
<br />
<b>LC Bag</b><br />
Bought my first ever Longchamp Bag<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ok baiklah! </td></tr>
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And still very much procrastinating on my thesis progress and I was having massive hair loss due to dengue aftermath, like three months after. Boohoo!<br />
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<u><b>August</b></u><br />
<br />
<b>BRVFC goes live!</b><br />
Finally the shop that we have been working hard on is open for business with tenants.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVApuIPa9OupUbdZ4T7KG76OgxhcU8UZtKxK06v62_JJMjEfFLUhFivdELQN0dpipYQqqoO37KbjTgwa5S3FaF1TAv60laLh9Ki394m8z2I2sl8vnfzibFCNEv9Vx7bovSJnm_cg/s1600/WhatsApp+Image+2016-08-11+at+11.17.37+AM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVApuIPa9OupUbdZ4T7KG76OgxhcU8UZtKxK06v62_JJMjEfFLUhFivdELQN0dpipYQqqoO37KbjTgwa5S3FaF1TAv60laLh9Ki394m8z2I2sl8vnfzibFCNEv9Vx7bovSJnm_cg/s640/WhatsApp+Image+2016-08-11+at+11.17.37+AM.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The preparation for the startup is really a life changing experience. Not easy I must say!</td></tr>
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<b><u>September</u></b><br />
<br />
<b>First ever FreeMarket in Tamparuli</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New concept, very foreign to Tamparuli</td></tr>
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<b>UJAM Fitness</b></div>
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I got myself certified. Yeay!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Weehoo!!</td></tr>
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<u><b>October</b></u><br />
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<b>Big Bang Concert</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I guess it will be another long time to actually the full band perform again. Huhu. I am so framing that ticket stub</td></tr>
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Did my proposal defense as well. I am like so happy with it despite the bombardment. Which it still remains unfinished until now. Oh well!<br />
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<b><u>November</u></b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>Asia Zumba Conference 2016</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yeap! It was in Japan. I traveled all the way there. Hehehe. Memorable experience.</td></tr>
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<u><b>December</b></u><br />
<br />
<b>Another FreeMarket organized</b><br />
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<b>Christmas</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Christmas with the family. With my mom and dad kana suruh jadi Joseph and Mary during Christmas Eve mass.</td></tr>
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<b>Open Mic</b><br />
Curated an open mic session. First experience but it was fun<br />
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2016 was eventful I must say, very eventful. Life changing in so many ways. But I am also looking forward for a very life changing 2017 as well.<br />
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Thank you 2016 for being awesome.</div>
Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33751738.post-55372550876309143102016-12-19T00:04:00.000+08:002016-12-19T00:04:05.015+08:00Brain can't functionIn half hour, it will be Monday back again. I am supposed to submit the correction for my Proposal Defence in like 72 hours. Well, I set the dead line myself and my supervisor sort of expecting me to show her something soon. I am so dead! I haven't start anything. Mind you, my Proposal Defence was at the end of October. I have been slacking off way too much. WAY TOO MUCH!<br />
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Truth is, I have been away for Asia Zumba Conference at the end of November. A day upon touching down back to Malaysia, I have to fly back to my hometown to actually "urus" the opening of the drinks stall at the food court that I am managing back home.<br />
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Crazy days.<br />
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Like really crazy. Super crazy.<br />
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After almost two weeks of Asia Zumba Conference, travelling, setting up a new business. The fatigue was too much. The momentum is lost and I am basically back to square one with no mood to even start writing. I literally have to force myself to sit in front of my computer and also going to the library.<br />
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CRY<br />
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CRY<br />
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CRY<br />
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Now that Christmas is approaching. Lagi la teda mood. Tolong!Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620397864341795419noreply@blogger.com0