Blog Entry #9 - Embarrassing yet Awkward Moment to Forget

Embarrassing moments? This type of moments are best kept far away from memories rather than to save them in our minds,  that could make us feel like a fool. Fortunately, most of these embarrassing moments will help us by learning from the lessons we learnt from those awkward moments.

As for myself, I had tonnes of embarrassing moments. 
Some of them are kept far, far away from my mind that I could not recall the entire incident, even narrate here. Whenever I think of awkward moments, I could only think about how unfortunately people, including myself are in those situations. What can we learn from embarrassing moments? Only to ensure we do not do the same thing before those moments happen and to consider many things before we think, say and do.

One of the embarrassing moments would be that one incident that would make me turn red whenever I think of how foolish I was to even be at that situation. Thinking back over the embarrassing moments, there is one that came up in my mind and it is something that happened a couple of months ago.

I made plans to meet my very old school friend, Sha at Midvalley after working hours at Midvalley. I was quite excited to meet her as it has definitely been ages. Sha was one of my very good friends back during the school years and we have both spent so many good times together. No doubt that I do attempt to meet Sha, at least every one time in few months. Every meeting with Sha was quite exciting for me because it brings back all good times of those lovely school days. Those were the time we sat and spoke for hours. Nevertheless, I never got bored of talking to my good friend, Sha.

So, we were texting each other on our arrivals to the mall. I was at Midvalley much earlier and was just killing time by doing some window shopping. Once Sha texted that she has arrived the mall, I asked her on her parking location. I was quite bored walking. Sha texted, ‘Gu, I’m already here. Parking at Block I at Level 5c’. How glad was I, she parked her car at the same level as mine. So, I decided to actually go to the parking area and greet her.

As I quickly made my way up, I was still texting Sha. Just trying to kill some time. She was not out of her just yet because she wanted to adjust her hair and make-up. I arrived at the level and I saw a lady, slighted tanned, wearing a white dress with a very some nice white covered high-heels. From afar, I saw the figure to be exactly like Sha and waved so excitedly towards Sha. I shouted out, ‘Sha! Sha! Sha!’. Sha waved backed at me. I was glad, I received a respond. We quite far apart in distance and walking. Instead of making the walking towards each other awkward, I started fiddling with my phone as I was walking towards my friend, Sha.

As we were already approaching each other…..’Owh my!’

There was another lady, instead of Sha standing in front of me, looking as perplexed as me. We looked at each other, just so puzzled! I quickly apologised to the lady and explained to her that I thought it was my friend, Sha. The lady said that she thought that I may have known her and wanted to talk to her because her name is Natasha and her friends call her ‘Sha’. What a coincidence!

I felt so embarrass the whole time for the past few days. When I told Sha about it, she broke into a laughter and the embarrassment was even worse. Now to think about it, even I can laugh thinking about it.Hahah!

So, what I have learnt? Don’t scream or wave to people from a distance where you cannot even see their faces clearly. That is something I am quite cautious about these days.

Blog Entry #8 : Memories of School

School years were one of the best phases of life I had. It had less drama, with more of emotional sharing with friends. My friends and I surely had blast enjoying our days go by while chatting and sharing all our stories and problems. It was surely one of those chapters in life I would like to return to.                                                                                                                                       

I would proudly say that I had awesome school memories because I have wonderful friends with me now.

As time flew by, I realized that what I was blessed from school life was my good buddies, whom I treasure a lot.  We have gone through good and bad times with them as we have been friends for almost two decades. Some of us take the effort to be the same friend we used to be. At times like this,  it is like going back in time when I get to see this bunch of friends again.

I studied in a convent school back then, SMK Convent Butterworth, a place where good friendship grew along the way. Memories in school were always about friends, activities and how we helped each other to strive better in our studies. Other than that, we always went for camps together, stayed back in school to do extra revision, went for the movies and shop.  But we always made sure that we had our backs for our friends, either in studies or in problems we faced.

Most of our parents were furious with our friendship when they found that we were very close with other. Perhaps, they were afraid that we were bad influence to each other. Fortunately, many of us survived and grew out of it. Plus point, the friendship did not end there.

One of those memories that I remember was the dance competition we had in school. We were all just 13 years old, and fresh to the secondary schooling life. It was fun having to gather my friends. We made sure we came to school early, everyday before our afternoon session school starts. We would practise our steps almost everyday before the talent show. As we did things, we got to know each other so well that we ended being good friends after all. By the way, we were the champion for the talent show!

Friends during secondary school were just like my own siblings, unfortunately many of us grew apart due to the drama adults have in life.I lost some good friends over the years but I am glad that the memories stays alive with some true friends. I am glad that I still few more pieces of my school memories with me!

Blog Entry #7 : My Idol, my grandpapa

In life, usually, everyone has at least one person that they adore. That someone who gave inspirations from their life's stories. That someone that inspired us to be a better person.
For me, that some is my maternal grandfather, Mr. Muniswaran

He is someone I have always been with since I was a little girl. Until this day, he is the person whom I call when I am in trouble or when I need some encouragements. For all that I know, I adore him so much for all the words and actions he display to me, including his life experiences.

His life story is one thing that I will never get bored listening to every time I asked him. It was filled with so much of emotions and challenges. To see where is he now, is an inspiration.

Let me tell you a little bit about my 80 year old grandpa. He was the 9th child and the youngest for his parents. He always told that he was a pet to his dad,who was then, a firefighter. After few years, as a child, he lost his father.

Grandpa used to tell that his father was a very tall man. His mother on the other hand, had to care for all of her children at that time. She was only a housewife. She could not care financially for all her children and few of her children were separated to relatives.
Those were the times of Japanese Occupation.
 Grandpa used to say that they only ate sweet potato and nothing more than that.  Life at that time was scary for him and his family.

One of my grandpa's relative promised to care and give him education. The family took grandpa to Klang from Kuala Kubu Bharu at the very young age. Instead of giving grandpa a proper education, he was asked to help farming. Frightened and lost, my grandpa as a child, ran away from that place finding for his mother. He said he took the train from Klang to Kuala Kubu Bharu and walked many kilometers to his house. As devastated as it seemed, grandpa's mother was taken aback of her youngest child's condition.

Grandpa is the second from the RIGHT

As time pass by, his mother's condition was challenging caring for her children. So, his elder sister took him with her when she was married. Grandpa's brother-in-law was a police officer. He was a strict man. Grandpa moved around the country with his sister's family and grew up with his nieces and nephews. As time goes by, he realised that he may be a burden to his sister . So, grandpa left to find for work after his Secondary 3, he was offered a job as a teacher at a school in Malacca. After few years, he was offered a position in the Customs.

He worked himself up, away from his family and retired as a Superintendent Officer of Customs in Penang. I could go on more and more of his life's story, but it is at a great length. As summarized, this story has inspired me in many ways. Without his sacrifices, I may not even be given this opportunity to further my studies.My grandpa is one of those people who have encouraged me to pursue my post-graduate degree as well.

Thank you Tata for being such a inspiration!

Blog Entry #6 : Ambition as A Child

One of the very common questions asked to children is ' What is your ambition? ' or ' What would you like to be when you are older?'

If this question was new to the child, the child will look puzzled as they may have never thought about it.

But as time pass, children have been taught by parents on what their parents' would like or want them to be . It will eventually be instilled in the children's minds.That is when they get an idea about ambition.

At that point of life, I remember saying that I wanted to be a doctor,because I heard my parents saying it to me or maybe I herd people saying it to me.
Without knowing what is the job scope like or how it is to be a doctor, I wanted to be a doctor badly.

As time passed, I realised that I do not want to work in hospitals and treat people, or be in an operating room and deal with blood and pain.  I started thinking of being a teacher or a lawyer.  Being a teacher was thought to be nobel yet not too cool as an occupation. Therefore, being a lawyer was in my mind.

My teachers thought that I spoke a lot, my parents thought that I argue a lot and my friends thought that I always win arguments.


Looking at my strengths, I believed that one day, I will be a lawyer.
I thought that one day, I may be looking stylist in the coat and visiting the courts,fighting cases for people who need justice. Yes, that was my ambition as school-going child.

Yet, time changes many things in life. Once, I used to like the color black, now I like blue instead. In
the past, I used to enjoy fried food, now I enjoy eating grilled meat instead. Alike, in the past ,I wanted to be a lawyer. Once I was older enough, I wanted to be a teacher.

I am truly blessed to have the opportunity to pursue my career as a teacher and do enjoy my career.

But,if only time permits me...I may want to pursue my career as a lawyer and I still do wonder how it would be to be a lawyer.