i'm on mc, because of my infected tooth and swollen cheek, pretty much like a chipmunk, only uglier.

What better things to do than post pictures of my recent trip to genting. Sadly, yc was able to predict i was in genting when i just said i'm back from malaysia. I hate to think i'm that predictable, but hey, believe it a not, it's been two years since i last step on that moutain.

i feel strange cos i was uploading my pictures.---*I've tried classifying my new portable hard disk* so i've divided my portable to 3 classifications under the year 2008.

a) Personal
b) Family
c) Work

Oh, do let me know if anyone has better idea to classify their portables. Appreciate any tips.

So, its' awfully strange to note, there's so much more events, happenings in the Family Folder. I'm not complaining. In a way, i'm thankful i've such a close-knitted, fun family, but have i neglected other aspects in my life?

It's like, if this portable is to record my life (base on the pictorial memories that i've taken), based on file size, you will note "Family" has taken up more than 65%. My Personal, aka "Friends"+ "Boyfriend+ Self (Pictures with no body, just me phototaking stuffs, strangers)" probably take up 20-30%, and then "Work" (aka colleagues-friends) take up 5%.

Granted that there's many more people in the Personal Folder, the 5 people in my family sure take up a huge space in my life. Haha, pun intended.

I dont think there is such a thing as quota to meet for each sector. In fact, i believe everyone's folders and capacity for each sector is different. It's just an observation i've made, and i pondered upon its significance. What do you think your folders will be like?

Well, ponder question a part. I was walking home with my sister yesterday after my horrendous wait of 6 hours at NDC when she said someone has cut the grass even before we saw any grassland. In return, i asked her how she knew and she said " the smell". Hmm, and behold, she's right, there were traces of grass bits scattered all over the trail home. And then i 've asked: " why is there a smell when grass is cut??? There's no smell when we cut our hair? We do not emit any smell? " And the sister replied.."The smell of dying". !!! i was like, "hmm, smells too good to die".

Picture taken when i was on the tobagan. Something like that. Nice scenery. Cool weather. I would love to have a pinic laid and a good book at hand on the slope.

Anyway, just a conversation which sounds interesting to me. So i thought i jot it down.

Speaking of conversation, i had one with allan few days back when we were at pasta mania. He shared a conversation about him and his pal regarding the financial crisis. How the economy falls into a slump and the gloomy outlook. They each had an interesting view of the economy. One feels that while the mass has suffered, some has probably benefited from it all. Those financial gurus who may/may not have directly started/orchestraed this whole episode.

Another feels, this is altogether a big misfortune for all, the economy on the whole has fallen into a slump and shrunk. A very much diminished realm. And there i was swallowing my pasta, when it occured it's like a debate of whether money/ fortune is conserved! It's like the law of conservation. Energy follows that conservation. So, does Wealth follow that law?

When one gets richer, does he/she get rich in the expense of the other? It sounds logical eh? when stock rise in relative to another, some strike it rich in matters of seconds, while some plummets to poverty with drastic falls of their stocks. Again, matter of relativity. So, i was thinking all these to myself which munching when i told the boyfriend. "Hey, remind me to blog about your conversation!, i'll let you know what i think!" HAHA, and with that, i told him to go read my blog if he wants to find out, which if you ask me, he probably forgotten about it, cos he didnt remind me at all. Bleah.

Okay, that's enough talk about my 'thoughts', now just some pictures/highlights about my trip. i didnt visit the casino which is quite sad cos i would have like to see if luck was on my side. I was nursing a bad toothache and i was hoping bad health=good wealth, but alas, i had no chance to prove that as i was too tired and plonk straight into bed.

the mummy who tries it all. She didnt go casino and wanted to be with her kiddos, despite the fact that when you sum the 4 kids' age you get 90! I love her. The cart further up in front belong to the sister. My baby bro commented the last time she joined us, we were still able to play the kid's slide.

the baby of the family at the top of the world! I took it for him while i was waiting for the boys to finish. This ride took them 1 hour to wait. Feel their impatience?
Want to see their enthusiasm when they got on?

What did i say? Didnt she look sporty? She's a victor man, actually no, she came in 2nd of the pack of 12. Want to see the champion? !!!! Guess who?
It wasnt me. It's my bro who was parked behind my mum. So judging from the angle, yup, i was parked beside my mum. I got chidded for not using my seat belt and using the camera!!!
Christmas time! And check out the cheeky bro. This plant makes good decor. Christmas time, just hang blue, white, decor. Chinese New year time, hang red packets and ornaments, V-day, hang little red hearts and small love letters, Dumpling Festival, hang litte dumpling, you get the picture....

We had ecology lessons as well.

These are mandarin ducks arent they beautiful???I think i gave them a fright explaining the frenzy.

Snakes.Lime green. Dont play.

interaction with racoon.
A magnificent strong horse.

To sum up the trip, this is how i felt at 17.9Deg C in the morning!!!
ignore my utterly dis-tasteful show of belly. This is the best shot the bro could take of us sisters. Me on the other hand, took a equally fantastic shot, displaying my bro's choice of boxers. CK.hiaks! Boo, realize no family shot taken. Sigh, here's a pic of the dad. Hee, fulfilling his dream to become ringmaster. Grrr!!! imagine us kids taking the place of the animals. There you have it. A typical, Zhang's holiday trip.