Yes. I'm changing hosts again. This time it's back to blogspot. I find it easier to manoeuvre while using blogspot. Besides LJ doens't allow third party hosts. So yeah, bloggers out there, please make the necessary changes if you have linked me. Sorry for the mafan-ness caused. Here's the new URL : http://aliciayanlyn.blogspot.com/

For now, the latter blog will be under 'construction'. So yeah, will be updating my hanoi trip much later.

Chinese New Year was a blast with all the lion dances, fire crackers, gambling(ahem), mandarin oranges and of course red packets, which I got a fair amount this year. Heh.

Who said anything about recession? People are increasing the amount of money they are giving! Contrary to what I got previous years, I received more RM5 notes this year. Hah! Economic down turn my butt!

Ah, what's CNY without house hopping? So a bunch of relatives came over to my house. All of us were basically catching up with each other, basically poking our noses into each other's lives lar.

This particular bunch of relatives came in this afternoon actually and we talked non stop, for like 3 hours?

Yeah, I was amazed at how our topics evolved from what me and the cousins are doing with our lives, to my trip to Melbourne, to remembering the good old days, to where they used to live when they were my age etc etc.

And that's when the secrets of my family tree slowly revealed. Haha brace yourselves as I, too had a shock when I heard these funnily true stories.

FIRSTLY, it turns out that my grandmother isn't a Hokkien at all. She's a HAKKA for Pete's sake! She told me umpteen years ago that she was a hokkien and I believed so ever since. So yeah, I was fooled for more than 20 years! You see, her mother's a Hokkien and her father's a Hakka. So by right, she's a Hakka. But God knows why she told me she's Hokkien. Alrightey, secret number 1 revealed.

SECONDLY, someone once told me that my great grandfather was born in CHINA and only came to Malaysia when he was a kid. Wrong again! The fact is, he was born in KAMUNTING, Perak! One of my relatives still has his birth cert or some other documents to prove that. Okay. I was once again fooled for more than 20 years. Secret number 2 revealed.

Brace yourselves for this third and last one. I bet you will laugh your ass out when you read this.

LASTLY, my grandmother's great great grandmother (GGGGM) was a JAPANESE! *cue - thunder* Hahahahahaha. Frickin' Japanese! How cool is that! Do you know what this means? It means that I have Japanese blood lar you dummy! Hahahaha. Okay okay, maybe a few percent. Alright fine. 1 percent. It seems that grandmother's great great grandfather (GGGGF) served the British during its occupation and was about to sentenced to death during the Japanese Invasion. That's when GGGGM came to the rescue. She claims that GGGGF is a family friend and so he was let free. The rest they say is history. Fuh! Damn cool right. This relative also has documents to prove alright. Secret number 3 revealed.

Now how about that?! That three certainly gave me a shock! Now, come to think of it, the third one doesn't seem so purposterous after all. When my brother was still a kid, EVERYONE said that he looks like a Japanese boy! Maybe that's because of his droopy eyelids. Some even went to the extent of saying that my parents must have taken the wrong infant home from the hospital. Hahahaha.

So go figure.

So I got my final year project title. Intelligent pedometer. If you don't know what it is, google it okay. Tired of explaining it to everyone who asked.

Bittersweet. Yeah, that's how I felt when I first got the title. Bitter being what am I going to do. Sweet being yeah, it's one of my selected titles. So what? I'm at a lost at what to do. Gah! Save me!

I went to see my project supervisor. She's a Burmese and I can't even pronounce her name properly. Mar Mar Lwin. -_-

I bombarded her with tonnes of neverending questions and half the time, I couldn't decipher what on earth was she blabbing about.

But putting all the pieces together, I managed to guess what she was trying to say lar sigh.

"Erm, so Miss, do you think, overall, this project is actually feasible?"

Nods and smiles lightly  "Actually, to be honest, this is quite a difficult project. But don't worry, you can do it."

Imaginary hand smacks forehead.

Holy crap! What was I thinking?! That little bit of confidence left was all shattered after that.

I seriously need to think this over pffftttt...

Right then. Gotta run.

Mr Hello's class. I swear I'm going to count how many Hellos he's gonna say later. =D

First three days of class. Almost every class ended an hour and a half earlier so yay. Time. Table. Fully. Packed. And can you believe it. My Friday time table sucks. No class for the whole day except for 4 to 6pm! What a waste of time! And I'm supposed to go back to KL every Friday pfffffttttt. I guess I gotta protest, throw tantrums, cry a lot, sit on the floor and thump my limbs on the ground or even roll around until the lecturer is willing to change it to another time wtf. LOL Maybe just protest lar. I'm not so extreme.


My lecturers this time are the funniest lot. One of them takes the gold home. Funny old Chinese guy with almost balding head LOL. He has quite a funny accent but I can't really tell from where. Maybe he got it from all the countries he was in. Told us that he is a permanent resident in Australia, Singapore, Hong Kong, Japan and the United States. Don't know how true is it. Anyways, he ALWAYS end his lines with 'Hello?' wtf. So imagine after every line, he says Hello? OMG, I couldn't stop laughing. And when he says it, his eyes are opened so big that I think if it wasn't for his specs, they would have definitely dropped out! How in the name of Merlin's beard am I gonna go for his class?! And I'll be seeing him for 2 subjects! Sweet Jesus! Somebody tell me how to control my fits of laughter.


Hell yeah and apart from that, I have a big ass due date coming up on Friday and here I am sitting here typing away while watching the last bits of PS I Love You and also reinstalling some softwares for my newly formatted computer. Yeah, multi tasking rocks my socks like that. You have a problem with that? The dumbass internship report and the slides. I've done the log book which carries NO marks at all. I don't even know why I even bother doing the slides and report now. Not that they will grade me or anything. Just a pass or fail and that won't even be included in my transcript. Oh yeah, if I don't do it, they will threaten me by not letting me graduate and wear that stupid square black hat and throw on that black piece of curtain. So yay, hurray to more unnecessary work. Is this how education institutions work by making their students live a miserable life while studying? I thought student life are always a bliss, of course minus the part where each and everyone of us study at the very last minute for finals lar. Pffttt. Irony.

Finally the last volume! This post marks the end of my Aussie trip. So yeah, pictures right away. The Great Ocean Road tour...

Then, Philip Island Tour to see the penguins yay! And Melbourne Aquarium the next day. Oh yeah, we weren't allowed to take photos of the penguins at Philip Island. But I do have pictures of penguins from the Melbourne Aquarium...

Next up it was Dockland's Waterfront and Melbourne Zoo the next day.

Next up was the Queen Victoria Market, Fitzroy's Garden and then Sofia's for dinner.