Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

AAhhhhh.......!!!!!!!! I cannot believe that I actually got two free invites to watch Peter Pan the Musical in Sunway Lagoon but I am here blogging about my not being there!!! Urgh... The irony of it!!! I am supposed to be there... now... at this moment, watching the musical and perhaps heading on to SL Nite Park after the show.........But I am not!!! Because I didn't know I was one of the few lucky ones to be chosen! Huh. I was checking my email for days, inbox, spam, there was nothing. And the day (today) was getting closer. So I thought I didn't get chosen. Then I was too busy with other stuff I sort of neglected my email checking for three days. Till I got a call today, at dinner time, bout 8pm. And the pass collection booth closes at 730pm because the show starts at 8pm! The guy was like, "Is this Kathleen XXX? I'm calling from All Malaysians Blogger Project." When I heard that, my heart dropped. It meant I was one of the few lucky ones to be ch...

Rewards and punishments are two sides of the same coin – both are used to control people, and neither works very well. Was actually looking up the meaning of two sides of the same coin because two sides to every story is slightly different and I didn't want to use the wrong idiom. I saw the above statement as an example of the usage and it kind of, well, strike a chord within me. (Am I being bombastic?? Ha.) If what the above statement says is the Bible truth, then what are we to do? A coin to me is still a coin no matter which way you look at it. I can use it to buy stuff wert, no matter which way I pass the coin to the other person. :P So rewards are rewards and punishments are punishments. Is there a somewhere in between? Can we balance these two factors out so that both are not overused to control people and so that both work perfectly well together instead? Is there? I don't know. I am trying to figure it out too. It's like trying to place a coin standing on...

~Edited~ Oopppss.... I am an epic klutz. Sports (or any form of exercise) and I probably just don't agree with one another. Why? Firstly, of all the empty spaces in a badminton court on to which I could place my foot on, I had to go and step on the shuttlecock we were using while we were playing. I admit we don't have a pair of eyes at the back of our heads and who on earth looks on the ground while playing. But still, I HAD to step on it. Statistics-wise, I would be in a very very small percentage of those who do. :( Secondly, I fell off a moving treadmill in a gym before. Anyone recording the incident would most probably win big bucks in AFHV... Again, I'm one of those rare ones. Last but not the least, which happened just two days ago, I fell on a bowling lane. Oh my gosh. It was like totally uber embarrassing. And hilarious in a way. Do you know how slippery that darned bowling lane was?? The experience was like trying to walk without falling on a floor of but...

"I don't want to grow up!!!" Isn't that a statement we all must have heard or uttered sometime during our life? We all must have wished that we could be children again once in a while. Without the need to grow up. Without the need to be responsible for our own doings. Without the need to worry if everything is taken care of. A time when we could be free from the bonds of life and just think happy thoughts every single day. Didn't you??? I did! Well, guess what? I may not be able to bring you back to your childhood (unless I have some pixie dust with me) but Sunway Lagoon can! (In a way) Sunway Lagoon (your all time favourite theme park, I'd say) will be, for the very first time, hosting "Peter Pan: The Musical" , featuring theatrical talents from (where else?) London's very own West End theatre district! Come and experience Neverland once again. Be thrilled as you explore the magical island together with the Darling children as th...

On the 22nd of October 2010, my beloved maternal grandfather (gong gong) decided to leave us and return home to God. :) Personally, I was not really as close to him as I was to my paternal grandmother. Nevertheless, I still have fond memories of this quiet and gentle old man. I remember back when we were still living in our old house, just at our sliding glass door, would be a space reserved for my late grandfather's lazy chair. The string type, you know? (I have no idea how to describe it). Those types that gives you a nostalgic and "kampung-y" kind of feel. We kept it in the storeroom but whenever gong gong came down for a visit and stayed with us (especially druing CNYs), the chair would be out, together with a plastic stool where we would always put a cup of tea for him. He would always read his newspapers in that chair. Not too hot and enough of sunlight. I remember he would always sleep in the bedroom I shared with Eileen, thus we would bunk in with our pare...