Edi is home at last ~~!!!

Ok guys... 
Edi is safely home....
He just had his shower..


Will post updates over next few days.

Something to know...

Did you ever wonder how those robots increased in numbers? Well wonder no more.  Here are some candid shots of how robots are made...

Well, perhaps you can learn a few tricks here..

Hope this recreated blog will be fine....

I have deleted the old blog and recreated this new one.
Hope this will work fine.
Thanks for your patience.

PLEASE BE AWARE OF RE-DIRECTION

 

It has been brought to my attention that my blog is probably infected with some sort of either trojan or malware.  It tries to redirect readers to some other sites. Or it tries to load other unwanted and unknown sites.

I am trying to contact blogspot on this, but their feedback and contact links are really UNFRIENDLY and UNHELPFUL.

Thanks for the attention while i try to resolve this. Maybe I will delete this account and set up a new one soon.

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All tired out….

It was another hectic few days since my last posting. Been all over and did far too many things. I felt exhausted at some points, even at night when I slept (or tried to).


Actually I want to write more… especially the much-awaited part III of my earlier posting. But… zzzZZZZzzz…ZZzz…

Some more pictures from Edi..

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I received the following pictures from Edi on Wednesday:-

the homemade yeesang, being the last day of the cny.  the roast duck carved up by susan's bro john.  took the duck 'peking duck' style with rice-flour skin, smeared with sweet sauce, add a pce each of the duck, cucumber and spring onion and wrapping it all.

 

taken on sun, 28feb, chap gohmei.  the next day mon, 01mar was simon's birthday so hmeng combined the celebrations.  before dinner... noticed how thin i am in contrast with simon.  and he doesn't like it when people call him fat.

 

taken yesterday, prior to seeing my surgeon.  inside the ICU (the 2nd time), saying goodbye to the drs and nurses... a few drs, including these 2 took care of me.  the drs were battling to save my life then and this male dr williams is the one who told hmeng that i may not be able to make it.  of course, i know that statement was made without knowing what would happen after having done all that they could possible did for me then.  i think he has chinese blood in him because he said he used to stay opp the US embassy in jln pekeliling, and later at pantai hills.  i'm guessing, perhaps his mother or grandmother may have been a chinese msian.

 

with the surgeon, mr ian nixon.  taken yesterday, wed, 03mar.  the 2nd consultation before i leave for home.

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Goodbye Kojie~ …

As determined by He who rules over every single thing, Kojie left us this morning..

I share the grief that Ben and family is experiencing. Though I did not have the chance to know Kojie personally, I can empathise with what is being felt by them.

Ben, please be consoled by the fact that Kojie need not suffer anymore what he had gone through for the last few days…
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Dear Kojie…

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On behalf of Ben and family:-

Do not think we don’t feel for you. Do not think we don’t care for you. Over all those years, you have always kept our spirits up. Over those same years, we have looked after you and we will want to continue doing that for many more years to come.


When you are in pain now, we feel the same anguish. We only want you to be like what you have always been: we want you in our hearts and mind. And to be with the family again.


Be strong and come back to us. Never be afraid of what is happening. Most of all, never be sad about what you have to endure. Just think of the smiles you gave and the things that make you happy.


Be our Kojie once again.. Come back home to us…

 

GET WELL SOON, KOJIE~!

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So what if I am old….

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I got this in an email from Derrick. I know it’s one of those emails that get passed along. BUT, I truly believe in what’s being said. I reproduce it below (and kudos to the original author)..

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. 

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4am and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .. I will. 

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. 

They, too, will get old. 

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. 

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. 

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. 

I've even earned the right to be wrong. 

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it). 
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