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Friday, 20th January 2012

Left office 30mins earlier coz Mama wants to leave early. Jammed all the way home to have a quick shower before jamming all the way to SS2 to fetch Ah Mui to Kechara Soup Kitchen. We did Jln Tun Perak that night. It was pretty interesting except for the fact that some rich ppl blatantly came over to us to ask for food as well =.=" Finished the round 
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Jittery and nervous coz i was having some self doubt. What if we meet some really aggressive homeless people? or psychos? what if i meet those really heart wrenching ones? can i take it? am i strong enough mentally?

Excited coz I am gonna hands on 
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gonna be volunteering at the soup kitchen in a few hours' time and i am super excited. i am expecting to face situations that are beyond my comprehension. be socially awkward. but i am glad Ah Woey will be there with me :D

politics amongst the top management is pretty intense.

due to self censorship, i 
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7th Jan 2012, Saturday

Left home around 9.30am. Took our own sweet time to pump petrol, drive to PBD to get McD breakfast &amp;amp; look for grandaunty's old house in Bukit Damansara :D By the time we reach the RM5 toll before Genting, it was 11.10am. Ya... really take our own sweet time :D Reached Jabor toll at 1.40pm, checked in to Suria Resort before jumping into
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1) Blessed with the bestest and funnest family! Ya lah, memang i do bitched about them when dramas happened. But why harp on them bad stuffs? Just focus on the positive stuffs la :D i love my family alot. each and everyone of them - including the super annoying ones, coz at the end of the day, i know 
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Dad, Taiku, Unc Hock &amp;amp; Popo came up to KL to attend a cousin's wedding. Brought them to Seremban Favourites and everyone loves the char siew so much until I was given the task to bring back to Kluang for Christmas the following week :)

The weekend of Christmas:

Drove back to Kluang to spend time with family :) Didn't really feel Christmas-sy, maybe coz we 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f2f4KSvlUCrQjBoxvmK9vvIn7z4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f2f4KSvlUCrQjBoxvmK9vvIn7z4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfABigCowAndSometimesSmallCowToo/~4/Zd7GjcA3NIo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://bigcowgoesmootoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/updates.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAGRXY7fCp7ImA9WhRWEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809943145118477353.post-4573315808371759469</id><published>2011-12-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:55:24.804+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-28T23:55:24.804+08:00</app:edited><title>Volunteering....</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bigcowgoesmootoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4573315808371759469/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bigcowgoesmootoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/volunteering.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6809943145118477353/posts/default/4573315808371759469?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6809943145118477353/posts/default/4573315808371759469?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfABigCowAndSometimesSmallCowToo/~3/wcz_0dOFWZI/volunteering.html" title="Volunteering...." /><author><name>Big Cow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16336534148427302007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1QXnXdmkCJQ/SVmUx1OZLiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/d2Cx0PoeUb4/S220/Cow.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I've been reading blog posts and articles on soup kitchens in KL and I am truly inspired to volunteer. The only problem is, I thought I don't have teman. Then I remember Ah Mui is into charities, so I called her and we've set the date as 15th January.

Then, I teringat Ah Woey. And I messaged him and he say he will go for me.... Awwwww so sweet! :D he is by far the funnest gay friend I've ever 
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Was invited to join the Christmas dinner with my future colleague past Monday. I feel damn welcome :) the colleagues are pretty funny, really close knitted family kind. the same feeling i had when i was working for them few years back :)

i think 2012 is gonna be a good year, despite the predictions that it will be the end of the world :D this coming few weekends will 
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told him dont be surprise if i break down. i cannot take much mental abuses anymore. he got it easy. he is away, he dont have to face the blunt of the abuses. he dont receive calls whilst he is sleeping being shouted at and accused over stuffs that are not true.


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ya... prior to this blog, there were a few other blogs that documented my working life in
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Over the 7 years, I've witnessed you grown into a fine lady. You've matured tremendously and I am so proud of you :)
You are still blur and forgetful (goldfish united!! *success_kid.jpg) as I've known you from beginning and still fun as ever - although we've both mellowed down and do
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how wrong was i... here are the list of stuffs i eat when i was younger and then realised i cannot actually find it easily in Klang Valley:

1. Multi-color 
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it has been a hell of an emotional day today. funny how my 6th sense tells me today's drama will happen and it happened. it was really an emotional roller coaster la... and i am still reeling in shock.... when i was driving 
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Then Saturday, 
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anyways....... today kena again la... my baby Nikie mou tuin tuin kena accused of something really ridiculous.

Summary (i will post the threads below for you all to read. dont ask stupid question if you 
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why??

coz i've got a wish and i really really really really really really wish it will come true :P and i cant really say it out now coz i believe it will be jinxed :P.... a few ppl close to me already know it and they are all crossing their fingers, toes, arms, legs, pussies, balls, breasts, etc for me!! :D

and i 
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The last time i heard the song was in Ah Gene korkor's car on the way to JB to fetch my bro. And i made a mental note to remind myself to download this song.

being a goldfish, i now only remember....





The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to
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.....and i am wondering if i will be doing it.....
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so it's gonna be an inane post. coz i dont even know what to write :P

I wanna get a new car.... Myvi Elegance to be more precise :P but i am putting this on hold. why? coz i havent have my dad's blessing. no, i am not taking $ from him. the thing about him is, if i make monetary decisions without his blessings or approval, i will get nagged by him for 
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As mentioned previously, my kong kong passed away on early Monday (10/10/2011) morning at 1.30am.

Monday, 10.10.11

Slept at 1.30am after playing Maple Story on FB. Set 2 alarm clocks as I was afraid to over sleep and couldnt go to work on time.

At 3am sharp,
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He left behind his wife of 68yrs, 6 children, 2 god-children, 16 grandchildren and 18 great-grandchildren.

My kong kong was a man of habit/routine. I remember clearly, during school holidays during my younger days, I will be staying over at his place at Sunrise Park. And I observed his daily routine: from taking 
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Extremely exhausted from crying one moment and bursting into laughter the next then cry again then laugh again.... 

I miss my kong kong when he was well and able :(

RIP kong kong, hope you are enjoying your Tiger beer with ciggie and vadai and kfc original recipe breast meat whilst playing mahjong 
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i dont know why am i always doing this. banging myself on the wall. just to get distracted so that i dont think about you. apparently in my twisted mind, being rejected by someone who used to
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i noticed there are quite a few females around me who are seriously desperately needing a man. and i get annoyed by it. it's like all the bloody conversation revolves around getting a man. revolves getting into a relationship. and honestly, i am quite sick of it.

yes, i know
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