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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcGSHgzfCp7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8181518</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:20:29.684+08:00</updated><category term="Taking Time Off" /><category term="Seremban" /><category term="Christ And Church" /><category term="Drawing and Art" /><category term="The Great Migration" /><category term="Malaysia" /><category term="Baby" /><category term="Chillin' at Home" /><category term="Rants and Raves" /><title>My Cup Runneth Over</title><subtitle type="html">By the grace of God, my cup runneth over.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://supershoujoju.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://supershoujoju.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8181518/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Ju-Lian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15818961599305782335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENFBuipjSLA/R6q_eFI043I/AAAAAAAAAAk/oA8DYqGi1KU/S220/ju.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/UeSdQ" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/uesdq" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4AQHo6eCp7ImA9WhdSFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8181518.post-818471856225469895</id><published>2011-07-24T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:25:41.410+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-24T21:25:41.410+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Great Migration" /><title>Aussie Migration - Our progress so far</title><content type="html">Today is day 4 and a Sunday. We feel like we've been here for weeks. We've done so much, met so many people, provided with so much information. Kinda overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in bed in our host's house feeling just like that; overwhelmed. Progress so far is impressive. I thank you God for the road  that has been laid right in front of us and all we have to do is just to step on it and keep walking. So far, we've gotten a rental. The property belongs to a friend of a church friend who also know our hosts Jess and Daniel. It's a 4-bedroom 2-bath in a suburb called Knoxfield. One of the rooms will be locked up to store the owner's stuff or use whenever her parents come to Melbourne. They are PRs and return a few times a year. Since the house is big enough for all of us, we don't mind sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we've gotten all the usual stuff done; Tax Filing Number (TFN), Medicare, Bank Accounts. The TFN can directly be applied online &lt;a href="http://www.ato.gov.au/individuals/content.aspx?doc=/content/38760.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; but you will need a mailing address. We used Jess and Daniel's address for this initially. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Medicare, you can just drop by any of the major shopping centres in the suburbs and you will find Medicare offices there. KK just had to fill up a form for us and showed our passport to the nice lady. Ten minutes later we have our temporary cards in the form of computer slips printed out directly. The actual card will only arrive in a few weeks I think. Anyhow it doesn't matter as we can present our temp slips to enjoy Medicare benefits whenever we visit a clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us opened bank accounts with Westpac. Tomorrow will move some funds over from our online MBB account. There is a limit of 10k for online transactions on Maybank's side and we can only transfer this maximum amount at a time. I do know that if you want to transfer more than that, you will need to do it over the counter using telegraphic transfer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bought a car! But then, that's a story for another day. I'm pooped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-818471856225469895?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, locals believe that the water has taken miraculous qualities ala "air zam-zam". A friend's mother who had shingles (Chinese 'snake') swabbed herself with the water from the site and the sores on her skin dried up and formed scabs, leading to quick healing afterwards. Then, another guy who had stage 3 cancer swigged this same wonder drink and later walked out from the hospital with a clean bill of health. Pretty bold claims!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Seremban Convent was demolished and rebuilt in another location when the original piece of land it stood on was jointly purchased by 2 companies (one of them Metrojaya) to erect a 7-storey shopping centre complete with entertainment outlets, bowling alleys and restaurants. However, due to the economic crisis in 1997, all construction work stopped. Three levels below ground were completed at that time before it was discontinued. This body of water is actually 3-storeys deep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The land was acquired based on an agreement to relocate the school and the statue of Mary. However the latter term was not adhered to and the statue was simply thrown into a rubbish pile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after that, the project site mysterious filled up with water coming from underground. No matter how much the engineers and workers tried to siphon out the water, it just kept filling up again and again! It was then when the project was abandoned and the water completely covered the 3 base levels (easily 60 feet deep) together with the water pumps and machinery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;According to Aunty, there was a man who was at the edge of the water who was trying to fill up some bottles. He slipped and fell into the water and his cries for help alerted a security guard who was stationed nearby. Apparently, the guard jumped in to help and during the dive, he claimed to have seen the Mother Mary statue at the bottom of the lake with her head still bowed in eternal prayer. I was thinking, if you could see 3 storeys deep into a lake, the water has to be super clean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The freaky part about it, is the water level of the miracle lake does not decline or increase despite heavy torrential rain or long drawn-out droughts. It is also inhabited by tropical fishes and plant life.  On a good day, you can even see waves on the surface of the water! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people take the miracle lake as an eyesore, while some think of it as a blessing. I take it as Nature getting back at Man. Fascinating, ain't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Weather was great, with minimal haze and slightly cloudy. There was a great breeze and it wasn't hot at all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, the park is very well-kept with a huge lake. Fish-feeding is allowed too. Unfortunately we only had time for playground-time for Abby before rushing off to somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a few security guards scattered all over the place. One of them even cautioned my husband to not sit on the seesaw with my daughter as adults are not to use the playground facilities! So strict, but then if this level of control played a role in the great maintenance of the park, I don't mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playground parts and props are all spick and span. Some are aged but functioning well. Grass and hedges are trimmed. It's really gorgeous! Haven't had a such a relaxing time in a Malaysian park for the longest time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07152011298.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/07152011298.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07152011301.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/07152011301.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07152011297.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/07152011297.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07152011295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/07152011295.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while the skies grew cloudy and it started to rain. We ran back to the car and went instead to the newest McDonalds drive-tru outlet in Kepayang for some munchies. There's an indoor playground in there too! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet smiles all around from the ice cream and fat saturated food. Thank God for times like these!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Screenshot2011-07-17at43046PM.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/Screenshot2011-07-17at43046PM.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-2427067775316322418?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;You will want to translate the below:
&lt;br /&gt;1) Marriage certificate
&lt;br /&gt;2) Driving License
&lt;br /&gt;3) Birth certificate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;While in Malaysia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you're still in Malaysia, you can translate your documents via &lt;a href="http://www.ppm-mta.com/portal/"&gt;Persatuan Penterjemah Malaysia (PPM) &lt;/a&gt;aka Malaysia Translators' Association.
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&lt;br /&gt;As PPM is located quite far in KL @ Dewan Bahasa &amp;amp; Pustaka in Jln Maharajalela. You can also give them a call at 03-21424381.
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&lt;br /&gt;Last time I called, the nice lady there told me that I can courier my documents over and they can translate and courier the copies back to me. Each translation of a standard sort of document costs around RM40. An additional RM10 for courier charges if you need the translations posted back to you. Any additional copies will incur a following RM10. All this is payable by cheque issued to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Persatuan Penterjemah Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Malaysian Driving License, you have another option of requesting for your 'butir-butir lesen pemandu' from any &lt;a href="http://portal.jpj.gov.my/"&gt;JPJ&lt;/a&gt; branch. This is actually cheaper (RM10) and takes only 15 mins - 1 hour (depending on how busy that branch is). Just let the officer know that you need the information on your driving license for in English in order to apply for a road test in Australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07142011293.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/07142011293.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KK and I got our driving license translated this way in JPJ. It was pretty painless. Do remember to bring a photostat copy of your IC and Lesen kopi ok? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;While in Australia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Sure you could do it when you're in Australia, but it will cost you a pretty penny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not having done this myself, but based on research, you could get this done via the &lt;a href="http://www.malaysia.org.au/serv5.html"&gt;High Commission of Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;. It is cheap. The catch is, however, the place is in Canberra. It might prove to be a problem if you're actually settling down elsewhere in Australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as I know, the only way to translate documents is via &lt;a href="http://www.naati.com.au/"&gt;NAATI&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;You can go through the website to locate the nearest NAATI-certified translator and engage the right person to do the job. I am not sure on the charges but I heard it could go up to AUD75 per document. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to translate all your legal documents before you land. It will be useful to have at least a translated copy of each of the document with you when you land. Bear in mind that you will also need to bring the originals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-3549044568742066734?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As felicitations slow down to a steady trickle, the horror stories started; the excruciating long labour, usage of forceps and vacuum, and so on. It was bothering me quite a bit until at one point of time, my mother took hold of me and told me the most important thing every pregnant woman should know; that every healthy woman has the innate ability to give birth without external intervention. Our bodies are equipped to give birth naturally without drugs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;God has designed our bodies to know what to do for some things like wound-healing or fighting off a cold. When it come to giving birth, I still think that doing it as how nature meant it to be, to be the best way. This is, however, only for mothers who are not facing any medical complications during the pregnancy or labour. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;If you are planning for a drug-free natural delivery, these are the main areas to be aware of.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Induction of Labour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Induction might be recommended for various reasons, so it is crucial for the mother to evaluate if the reasons for doing so are valid. Unless there is a real reason to do so, do not opt to be induced. Your doctor cannot switch labour on at will. Putting drugs into your body to force contractions will result in adverse reactions that will block the body's natural mechanisms from functioning correctly during labour. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Despite the side effects from the procedures and drugs, induction without cervical ripening will greatly intensify the contractions within a short period of time, resulting in more intense pain. Research also shows that induction in first-time mothers considerably increases the likelihood of a Caesarian section.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;There are several natural ways of inducing labour that are gentler to our bodies. If you are past your due date, your obstetrician might offer a 'membrane sweep' during the final few antenatal appointments. Your O.B. will 'sweep' with a finger around the your cervix to separate the membranes from the baby. Usually, this brings on the release of prostaglandins which could bring on labour. This could be done a few times and should by right be tried before you consider other options of induction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Usage of Epidural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Epidural seems to be a popular choice of pain relief during labour. I have heard and read of many good experiences with this procedure. There are, however, side effects to this procedure besides the rare postnatal back / leg numbness, etc.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Epidural can slow down contractions and thus, prolonging labour. This psychologically and physically drains the mother. Following this, it could also increase the possibility of a Caesarian section, usage of forceps and vacuum, as well as induction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;The mother will also not be able to feel the contractions coming on and will not know when to push. Women on epidural will need to rely on doctors and nurses when it comes to pushing. This is called 'purple pushing' or directed pushing. It increases the chance of a tear at the perineum and it is most difficult and tiring for the mother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Inarguably, epidural is still one of the most effective procedure in pain management for labour. Some of my friends swear by it and cannot imagine going through the last stages of contractions without it. However, before deciding on it, please be aware of the potential side effects that could be detrimental to your plan for a natural birth.&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fear is your Enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Childbirth IS painful, but the majority of the pain happens during the 'active labor' phase. This is when the contractions come fast and thick and your body is stretching the cervix so the baby can move into the birth canal out into the world. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Avoid getting admitted too early into the hospital. Most doctors will just check your dilation and ask you to come back if you are not ready. Some mothers get admitted too soon and ended up in the hospital bed, strapped to monitors for more than 10 hours. This is extremely taxing mentally with all the flurry of activity in a highly-pressured environment. Be aware, however, of the situations when you need to go to a hospital immediately, e.g. leaking of fluids, abnormal bleeding, etc.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;You will hear many different versions from different people. The best thing you can do for yourself is to read up on the stages of childbirth and what each of their tell-tale signs are. This way, you will understand what your body is going through when your labour starts. In addition to that, you and your partner can make an informed decision should any complications occur during labour. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;During labour, remind yourself that the "real pain" is just momentary. For me, having my husband with me helped. I was able to scream and rant at him between contractions and he was there to comfort me when there were no nurses about. After everything was over, we were able to revisit the events that unfolded and it significantly bonded us. He was appalled with the goriness of it all, but he was glad he was there when our baby was born.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Lastly, relax and believe that your body knows what to do. Pray hard and hope for the best!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;For more information on birthing naturally, please visit: &lt;span class="s2"&gt;www.givingbirthnaturally.com/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-6923095454000668460?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was using the company laptop for 8 years so I've never actually had a lappie of my own. As KK got a MacBook Pro but missed out on the OS update, I thought getting a MacBook now with that OS update feature would benefit him too. Yours truly ended up with a MacBook White from Sunway Pyramid Machines outlet. The idiot of a salesguy gave me the wrong size &lt;a href="http://www.quirky.com/products/15-PowerCurl-Mac-Cord-Manager"&gt;Quirky PowerCurl &lt;/a&gt;cable coiler. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=psn-network-exploit-facepalm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/psn-network-exploit-facepalm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, if you're a sales man in Machines and you see an auntie coming in to buy a MacBook, you would assume she might not know that the adapters come in 45W, 60W and 85W. The one I got should go for the 60W one, but Mr. Salesguy gave me the 85W one instead.  We only realised we got the wrong one after reaching Seremban and when KK tried to coil the cables into the thingie for me. Aiyo, face palm moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called the store and they said I need to return it on the same day. After huffing and puffing and speaking to the store manager, Gerald, we managed to get him to agree to an exchange from the 85W coiler to the 60W the following week. It's just not possible to make another trip to KL amidst the packing and paperwork runs in the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the drama, I am happy with the laptop. Learning curve is minimal as hubby is the resident Apple Genius. My only gripe is that the bottom rubber anti-traction layer is too white. It is now dirty with much dragging and pushing of the laptop on the greasy dinner table. Besides that all is good. I don't mind the sharp edges of the laptop. When my wrist start to hurt from resting on 'em edges too long, I am reminded to take a break and take care of my daughter. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then yesterday, we used &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.macupdate.com/info.php/id/5758"&gt;VLC Player&lt;/a&gt; to run a DVD. Halfway running, I noticed the Dock went missing. Nothing in the Setting we changed we could bring it out again. Only by checking and unchecking the 'Hide Dock' option managed to force it out again. Then when I tried opening Adobe Photoshop, it's freaking slow? Initial startup??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doubting the stability of the OS lol. Please don't flame me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby has a 'cleaning cloth' fetish. He has a collection of multi-colored multi-fibered multi-textured wiping cloths from various toys (LCDs, Ipod, Ipad, Screen protectors, etc). He keeps wiping my MacBook and insists I need a keyboard protector. Aiyo no need la. Dirty ma dirty lo... wear and tear ma. Otherwise use 10 years also cannot change later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very particular about desktop wallpapers though. Must have T&amp;amp;A. Electra below doing the &lt;a href="http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/laborbasics/a/squatting.htm"&gt;birthing squat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Screenshot2011-07-15at24747PM-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/Screenshot2011-07-15at24747PM-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter has an 'Epal' from Tesco. I guess this is the good way to encourage the family to support original software.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07152011294.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/07152011294.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Macbook edges are killing my wrists. This tells me it's time to wrap up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-711614665990033532?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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These varies from painless to the extreme-pain-in-the-butt. Tax clearance could cause you to blow a fuse or two if you don't go prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/dumping/?action=view&amp;amp;current=logo_lhdn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/dumping/logo_lhdn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I quit my job, I was not aware that my final salary will be held until I go to &lt;a href="www.hasil.gov.my/"&gt;LHDN&lt;/a&gt; and do an official tax clearance exercise with them. My HR department issued me a CP21 Leavers' form instead of the annual EA form. The format is very much similar where my total salary to date and deductions are listed. I then had to bring the form to my home LHDN branch and submit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home branch is in Damansara Perdana and it was the first time I was there. It's a huge beautiful wisma with lots of convenient parking spots within the offices. I brought my past years documents in case they want to do some sort of audit thing but in actual fact it was not needed. After taking a waiting number, I sat down in front of a friendly officer who quickly browsed through my tax history. He announced that everything is in place and I just have to do a quick fill up of the 2011 taksiran to record down all up to date earnings, etc. As it is still in the middle of 2011 when I did this, they do not have a 2011 BE form at that time and just got me a 2010 old form to fill in. Filling it up was a quick affair where I just used my CP21 information to record down my earnings and deductions. Luckily I remembered to also bring my book receipts for 2011 and was able to log them down for rebate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all this is done, the form and the relevant attachments (receipts, CP21, etc) were submitted to the officer and it was done. I will need to wait for a maximum of 30 days to have this processed, however I was told that it should be faster than that. LHDN will issue a Clearance Letter, one sent to me and another to my HR department to advice them on what to do with my final month pay. For most cases, having your taxes done in the middle of the year, you will end up with rebates. So on top of my rebates, I'll be expecting also my final month pay to be untouched. I've yet to receive anything as it's only 2 weeks since I submitted for this so I'll update this post once I see the final result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, KK had a different experience altogether. His LHDN home branch is in Seremban and he had to fill the 2011 forms on the spot just like me. Then the lady officer asked him to provide all photostated copies of EA forms and his passport. Because he only brought his originals and did not bring his passport, he had to go for the second time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During KK's second visit, the lady officer looked at his EA form and told him that KK was missing his 2005 form. KK filled this up on the spot. Then, the officer asked for ALL his receipts since the year he started working. KK asked if he is being audited year by year and at last the lady confirmed it. We were kinda upset with all the runaround we were subjected. During the first visit, she should've told KK that they will be needing to audit him for all the years he worked. If we knew this, we would've come prepared with all the computer receipts, etc. Due to the fact that it was all rushed, there were a few documents which we could not produced. Ended up all those years kena recalculated and kena pay a total of RM2k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK managed to get the clearance letter on his 3rd visit. It is good in the sense that he can have his salary released now. For myself, I'm stil waiting. I just hope I don't get held up at the airport later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-6873720839479733010?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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These will all go through &lt;a href="http://cargo.airasia.com/"&gt;Air Asia Cargo&lt;/a&gt; if everything proceeds as planned. Price is not too crazy and it takes only 2 days. The problem will be mainly that they don't provide door to door service for KL - Melbourne shipping. For RM150, they provide a 3-tonne lorry to take the boxes from our house in Malaysia to the airport, but once the cargo lands in Melbourne, we'll need to figure out how to grab them 25 boxes from the cargo bay and drive it all the way back to the suburb. Yes, there are 'removalists' for hire by the hour in Melbourne, but it will be most convenient if we could find a door to door service instead. KK checked out a professional mover &lt;a href="http://www.hbrelo.com/"&gt; HB Relo&lt;/a&gt; from the internet the other day and will be arranging for a free house visit to obtain a price quote for these 25 boxes. Since movers like these ship stuff via containers, it will probably go by sea and reach much later compared to Air Asia Cargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that engaging a professional mover will cost the moon. Right now, with AirAsia Cargo, it is around RM7-8k for around 500kgs. They don't go through fumigation and that's one key factor for me right now because we'll be shipping a lot of Abby's stuff (toys, etc..things she will put in her mouth). Though it's said that the methyl bromide chemical is harmless in small amounts, but who knows what it will do my kid 10 years down the road after she systematically puts every fumigated toy from the container into her mouth. Gah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/dumping/?action=view&amp;amp;current=boxes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/Ju-Lian/dumping/boxes.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to find the right channel to ship our 25 boxes of much-loved (though not valuable) stuff over. Packing was a bitch. Originally we wanted to keep a whole buttload of stuff but ended up throwing or giving away most of them. The good part is that we managed to sell all the bigger more valuable ones like the IKEA pieces, the aircons, fridge, wooden toys, etc. Even the half-used bottles and cans of food were not wasted and given to our neighbour (who in turn brought more ladies to sapu the pails, tong sampah, plants, etc). Facebook is indeed a valuable tool. I owe our garage sale success to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house in KL is now standing empty and hopefully we can sell it in the next few days (wishful thinking!) before KK and I fly to Melbourne to get a rental. Both the Toyota Vios and the Perodua Alza have been sold and at a pretty good price. God is good. I've never doubted that. More often than before I'm now convinced that this is the right path to be walking on. I want a healthier and more fulfilling life elsewhere than what we have now in Malaysia. You can say that it's a case of grass being greener on the other side, but heck, it sure ain't green here anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this, I still have to quash the feeling of being a coward and not choosing to tough it out and staying to make a difference to Malaysia. But then, it's just not my calling. This might not sit well later when I'm old and regretting in front of a fireplace, but right now I just go where the roads leads. 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This is an excerpt for an email I typed to my friend who is about to have her baby soon!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think using epidural is good. I did a lot of reading online and observed from my friends. Epidural can lead to a lot of other things being used, e.g. forceps, need to do C-sec, etc. However, epidural could also be used and the delivery is smooth sailing. Lots of my friends used epidural and they are OK....... For myself I wanted a pain-medication free birth and as natural as possible so I already had a mindset to say no to all medication they keep pressing to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being your first baby, don't be in a hurry to go to the hospital. If your water not pecah yet, just feel pain, dont need to immediately go admit. My rule of thumb is to go when you feel the pain you cannot handle d (and contractions still reasonably apart)... then kira kira 30 mins to reach hosp/admit/check in/setlte on bed... should be timing just right.... if you go in too early, you will be very stressed from the environment, the nurses buzzing around you, equipment hooked up to u, etc.... and this causes the mom to give in to painkillers like epidural when the 'real pain' from the contractions comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once you take epidural ... you will feel no contractions and wont know when to push, etc. Moms will usually depend on doc/nurses to know when to push. This is call 'purple pushing'. This is not natural because moms are supposed to push when the pain hits to trigger other natural childbirth processes. When you're not following the natural childbirth process, there is a potential of things being forced to happen before the timing is right...leading to usage of other medication/causing complications... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unless there is a real reason to be induced, do not opt to be induced. This is an example of forcing the womb to open when your baby is still not ready to come out. However, I know doctors only recommend induction when you're pass your due date and baby is in danger of pooping in the womb, etc. But bear in mind there are some very teruk doctors who wants to increase the bills/save time and tell the mom to induce so the baby can come out cepat. If that's the reason, dont go for induction. Why dont want induction? Induction is very painful. It starts your contractions immediately and very closely and all the pain comes at once.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last time I nearly passed my EDD and doctor said i should go in for induction if pass 3days. He checked me for dilation and also did something in the session. He "scratched" the membranes inside. This will sensitize the uterus to begin contractions. I started feeling funny that same night (like beginning of period pain) and started to have minor bleeding throughout the next 1-2 days. Then afterwards contractions started and i delivered. Lucky no need to through induction! &lt;p&gt;Relax and believe that your body knows what to do. During delivery, you let your body take charge. Doctors and nurses and yourself only react to events. Of course unless you have some complications during your pregnancy, you cannot rely on your body, but if you're healthy, believe that the delivery will be OK. &lt;p&gt;Childbirth is meant to be painful, but it's just a short period of big pain during the 'active labor' phase, i.e. just before the baby pops out. The many hours before active labor, it will still hurt but it's like period pain or tummy pain...but you can still sit up, walk around, talk, etc. &lt;p&gt;So keep reminding yourself that the "real pain" is just momentary. Must ask your hubby to be present. When you hit "active labor" you will start to abuse him and scold him for making you pregnant ahahahahaaaaaaaa~~ &lt;p&gt;Active labor for me took 45 mins with the last 30mins at the unbearable stage. So that's not too bad. People said i have a very easy birth due to short timing. I don't think it was 'easy' cuz it still hurt like hell. However it was only 45 minutes (but at that time it felt like berjam-jam) and I cannot argue with them because some people go through 12-hour labors. Frankly, I think those with 12 hours of labor are not 12 hours of active labor. Just that they admit at the start of contractions and had to lie in the hospital bed for 12 hours until they finally reach active labor. &lt;p&gt;When you have 2nd baby, you cannot follow this rule anymore because some people just pop without much leading time/pain. &lt;p&gt;Hope I gave you lots of good info and lessen your fear. Childbirth is painful and that's for sure. But every woman is equipped for it and they can handle the pain. Pray a lot and trust that God will let your birth be how He intended it to be....and that your body will perform as designed. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;This is from my own personal research and experience only. Please do not think this is set in stone. 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She gives us much grief over it as well. Her voice has been hoarse for many days now from all the yelling and complaining and crying and sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fussing was at its peak yesterday but coincidentally I was on leave so I was taking care of her and had the honor of witnessing Her Fussiness operating in high mode. Nothing was good enough for her to bite, and she tosses everything from cold teethers to baby biscuits all over the place. Then she moans unhappily from her seat, or her Graco Activity unit, or from our laps, and this is no different whether she is sitting, lying down or standing up with support (however lying down gathers the most yelling and frenzied screaming).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing that comforts her is picking her up AND walking around. Just picking her up is still a no-no in her books. Have to continuously walk around and point at stuff for her to keep her distracted. Once I try to sit down again, she resumes her tirade. I also couldn't differentiate the teething irritability from sleepiness. Many a times we try to put her down into her sarong and she screamed and kick at us in fury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom finally suggested we take Abby to the clinic to check if she's sick or maybe sporting an ear infection or two, despite the absence of a temperature. Ok lah, so we dressed her up and called the doctor to request for permission to land. Doctor nonchalantly said, "Ok if you're worried can take her here....but it just sounds like she's teething to me." We went anyway just to confirm it's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as soon as we step out of the house, she stopped and turned into this sparkley-eyed baby. Then while in the car, I rolled down the window for her to get some wind and she started mumbling happily to herself. By the time we reached the clinic, she's exclaiming in fascination at the blur of activity around her. We sat her down at the waiting room and she did not even raise a peep and just looked at everything expectantly, like she's waiting for something fun to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse called and we entered the clinic. To my utmost annoyance, that Abby broke into smiles. I think I saw the Doctor mentally labelling us as over-concerned and psycho parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some prodding and questions, Abby was pronounced disease-free and never-been-better. Doc gave us 4 boxes of formula sample so that our trip was worth it. After that we drove around for awhile and no trace of fussing surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home and she was perfectly fine. She ate a gigantic dinner and went to sleep at a good time. It was as if everything never happened and she kept giving us that, "Me? Fussing?" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's a dream, I want to wake up pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-2424323521438033751?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Remember my inward resistance towards the work and fatigue that come together with the role 2 posts ago? It still comes and goes (especially during sleep-deprived mornings) but another stronger yet silent feeling of love for my kid has resided in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm so accomplished at writing about my dissatisfaction and on what ails me that I feel embarassed talking about the more positive aspect of things now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm much more tolerant of the work and is grateful for my mom in law who does a huge bulk of everything, including the preparation and freezing of Abby-boo's meal. Then she throws in household chores and cooks for us as well. She's a superwoman! I must always remember to show my appreciation and never take her for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watch out for my own trigger points; like things which press my hot buttons to make me get all upset and resentful of my 'trials' and sometimes even fling me into depression. I know that lack of sleep usually gets me all negative-thinking and instills me with this feeling of hopelessness and self-pity. A long no-apologies nap fixes that quite effectively, unless if the sleep deprivation also comes hand in hand with PMS...then that's a different story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's stuff at work which bothers me to no end even after hours. Things that usually deals with me having to eat humble pie and stuff. I have a pretty huge ego for a woman. Then there's those belittling things which sometimes people say without realizing that their being insensitive and they usually do not think any further of it, where else I will dwell and dwell and &lt;em&gt;dwell&lt;/em&gt; on those words until I'm all spitting mad inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things I take note of and any change of emotional temperature within me I will carefully evaluate and manage. That's something I can at least do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at happy things, Abby-boo is almost 7.5 months now. She'll be mobile soon. She's at that stage where she's able to get onto her fours but couldn't yet figure out how to go forward. She just rocks front and back like she's doing some yoga stance. However, she's starting to cruise by pulling herself up by holding on to the furniture and can even manage some steps while she's up and standin' tall. Everybody tells us that we'll be starting our cow-herding phase soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs and I are pleased at her progress, and always look forward to see her perform her new tricks. Abby-boo also eats well and consumes huge amounts of pumpkin, sweet potato, rice, oats, carrot, spinach, corn, apple, avocado, pear, banana, chicken, potato, papaya and peas. Recently, we introduced beetroot to her palate and the next in line is edamame and fish. It's always a pleasure watching her eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3822713077_dc249412a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3822713077_dc249412a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things bring me joy and gives me that very cliched 'worth-it' feeling. I notice I started feeling better about motherhood when Abby-boo started to respond more and express more of herself. She's a little person now who will someday grow into an adult who will grow into a loving relationship with her Heavenly Father and mirror the image of Christ. I want to sow the right seeds into her put her on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, I might even have more kids later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8181518-4142048666103060697?l=supershoujoju.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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