A popular Taiwan cake house

Honestly, they don't pay me for posting this. But I find it really amazing. A friend of mine told me of this cake house - how special and exquisite the cakes and breads are, and I was nodding, yah yah.. yah.. until I reached there - the sight of it bewildered me!

Streams of people are going in and out of it (as if they're having promotion or give aways) and the people in it, they're walking round and round the cake house, just like schools of fishes.

Wow!! When I tasted the bread - yah... it's different. Highly recommended. In Tmn Desa, Old Klang Road.

Don't ask me about the price - I got no idea abt it.. :P

Sex and your body. Our body.

My Body is About Him

by Max Lucado

"Don't you know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you?" (1 Corinthians 6:19 NLT). Paul wrote these words to counter the Corinthian sex obsession. "Run away from sexual sin!" reads the prior sentence. "No other sin so clearly affects the body as this one does. For sexual immorality is a sin against your own body." (v.18 NLT).

What a salmon scripture! No message swims more up-stream than this one. You know the sexual anthem of our day: "I'll do what I want. It's my body." God's firm response? "No, it's not. It's mine."

Be quick to understand, God is not antisex. Dismiss any notion that God is antiaffection and anti-intercourse. After all, he developed the whole package. Sex was his idea. From his perspective, sex is nothing short of holy.

He views sexual intimacy the way I view our family Bible. Passed down from my father's side, the volume is one hundred years old and twelve inches thick. Replete with lithographs, scribblings, and a family tree, it is, in my estimation, beyond value. Hence, I use it carefully.

When I need a stepstool, I don't reach for the Bible. If the foot of my bed breaks, I don't use the family Bible as a prop. When we need old paper for wrapping, we don't rip a sheet out of this book. We reserve the heirloom for special times and keep it in a chosen place.

Regard sex the same way--as a holy gift to be opened in a special place at special times. The special place is marriage, and the time is with your spouse.

Casual sex, intimacy outside of marriage, pulls the Corinthian ploy. It pretends we can give the body and not affect the soul. We can't. We humans are so intricately psychosomatic that whatever touches the soma impacts the phyche as well. The me-centered phrase "as long as no one gets hurt" sounds noble, but the truth is, we don't know who gets hurt.

God-centered thinking rescues us from the sex we thought would make us happy. You may think your dalliances are harmless, and years may pass before the x-rays reveal the internal damage, but don't be fooled. Casual sex is a diet of chocolate--it tastes good for a while, but the imbalance can ruin you. Sex apart from God's plan wounds the soul.

Your body, God's temple. Respect it.

Sesamee, the blessed dog.

A month ago I picked up a stray puppy from the street, by faith that someone will eventually adopt her. I couldn't imagine what it'd be like if nobody adopts her. I named her Sesamee.

I tried planting some hints to my family members like, "Oh, by the way, I'm getting Toffee a new girlfriend... "

Trying to brainwash my family with, "She's a very cute dog, and she doesn't eat as much as Toffee... "

or even, "Oh, she doesn't bark that much..."

She was spayed, vaccinated and treated for her wounds, and the time came when she have stayed for a month in my clinic. Gosh, where shall i place her?

Someone told me to just return her where she was from - but what if she got hit by car? What if DBKL comes and get her? What is someone tortures her? She's such a nice dog! She's so lovely, gentle.. I can't bear the thoughts of releasing her back to where she originated.

Then I continued to pray...

Few days later my boss came enquiring, "You spread the words for ppl to adopt Sesamee is it?"

Besides my family, I couldn't think of anyone else. But I just nodded. "Someone wants to adopt her is it?"

"Yeah, my ex teacher, " so said my boss.

I had a short interview session with them, just to confirm that they're genuine dog lovers. And yah, after talking to them I knew that I have to give Sesamee to them. Try, at least.

Guess what? Today Sesamee came back for revisit! She's so much prettier now.. and she even learned "sit" and "hand". What good owner God has found for her! Look at her new collar. :D According to her new owner, she's happily running up and down the staircases, she's became the "baby" of the house. =D I'm so happy for her...

I knew that the owners are really God-sent. He answered my prayer, once again.

Really thank God for this miracle he's done for me and Sesamee. PRAISE GOD.

Durian lovers, it's durian season!

Durians cause high cholesterol (is it true), and it's heaty (according to the Chinese) and rich in carbo (bad for diabetics!), but still... it's the King of Fruits in Malaysia?

Some says coz of its "thorns", if it were to fight with any other fruits in Malaysia, others will perish while the durian triumphs. King huh.

While some would say because, most Malaysians love it! Just look at the number of durian stalls all around KL n PJ! Don't just look at the stalls, look at the number of people smothering them!

Last week I heard somebody said, RM10 - eat all you want. But guess what? I saw one just the other day... if you can read... look at the picture below.

RM5 - eat all you can!!!

ps. this stall is located at SS2.

Benny's update

There was a dog named Benny who had a very serious skin disease, he got himself bleeding everywhere. After two months of treatment, he was healed and was sent "home".


I was very reluctant to send him "home", and sad to see him go, coz I was sure that the "home" in my office would surely be a better home than anywhere else. I had been wondering, "How's he doing? Is he as timid as usual? How will he cope with his group mates?"


So many questions bombarded my little brain. Until finally, today I get to visit his "home". And there he was.. . sitting down, quite relaxed, all by himself. =)

I don't think he recognize me anymore. But that's fine. It's not about me, it's about him. :) As long as he's doing well, I'm glad. =)

He's still cute, in my eyes. ;-)

Another one is capturing my heart.

That's the end of the cell for tonight. Everyone headed to their very own cars. As I walked into my car, locked the doors, something attracted my view on my right. I turned to my right, and there I saw a dog, looked about 9 months, lying down on the floor staring at me.

I smiled at him. He wagged his tail.
I opened my door and gestured him. He ran to me, wagging his tail happily just like Sesamee!

Questions and arguments started churning in me. Should I bring him back? I can't tell for sure. I turned to Unc Ro's house, he's still standing at his doorstep waiting for me to leave.

Does this dog has an owner? No collar, very thin puppy. I looked around. The dog then ran elsewhere. I was hoping that he's going back to his house, but no... he jus lingered around the street, then came back to me.

Aarrgh... what do I do with him? I can't just leave him like that. I'll pray about it tonite.
Perhaps, if God wants me to bring him back, God will create more encounters for both of us.
P-R-A-Y!

Teoh Beng Hock. How did he die?

Teoh Beng Hock. I do not know him. But reading news about him, I find my heart clench and wrenched. Streams of questions haunted my tired brain. Furious storms raged my little heart.

I became indignant. Humiliated. Ashamed. Felt useless. I broke into tears. I cried, and cried, and cried. How could we have allowed this to happen? In our home???

I cried not because another man has died.

I cried because another man has sacrificed his life for Malaysia. I recalled all the movies - rosy business and many more. We're now living in one of those movies. And people are dying. For the cause of the nation.

I'm indignant because I used to believe my history books: that we're living a nation which practices democracy.

I'm humiliated because while others chose to give up on my nation, I gave them hope and faith- we will be a nation where justice and righteousness and transparency will rule.

I'm ashamed because such tragic things happen, under special circumstances.

I felt useless, because there is nothing I could do to prevent this from happening.

I'm left with only two weapons/armour in hand - prayer, and my vote in the coming election.

People out there - what weapons do you hold now in your hand?

Are your weapons working? Or they're merely decors?

I've been reading news and watching youtube and I came across this, it really touched my heart.

Frieds out there who're keeping your vote and eyes closed for whatever reason, may peace dwell in you as you read these news...

"I didn't realy care abt elections bt after Teoh Beng Hock's death, I'm resolved 2 work as a volunteer 4 Malaysia's next General Elections, hopefuly B4 2013. I'm not goin2 stand down. I'm not goin2 keep quiet jus bec Beng Hock is quiet now. He made d ultimate sacrifice 2 Msia. It's d least I can do now. Thanks, Barisan Nasional n MACC, for making me aware. Thanks, Najib, for waking me up. I'm not dreaming anymore. I am fully awake within the nightmare that is the reality of Malaysia now. Shukran. "(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oyi4cPS6QZI)

"When people in positions of power can use the ISA to lock up anyone at will and when people miraculously end up dead after an enquiry, you know something is wrong with our country. This is not the first time and it will definitely not be the last until all of us stand up and say that we will not tolerate this kind of injustice anymore.

The only way that we can change how things work in Malaysia is by voting out the ruling coalition.

Today is a very sad dayAnd we will NEVER forget.. "(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Y76c9r6djk&feature=related )

It's time to stop all these nonsense! Where is justice and trasnparency?!
Why do people hunt for mosquitoes when the elephants are right there trampling the villagers openly?
Are the villagers powerless and paralysed? I'm very indignant. So should the villagers too.

Goodness & Mercy: Still in prison...

They're very frustrated to see other dogs running freely..

and this particular dog (look at the bottom right corner, that's Garlic) was making the atmosphere in the entire kennel worse. He deliberately ran to these little monkeys, instigating the entire kennel gang!

Havoc!

Garlic was on parole, but he was back in "jail" a few minutes later.

Look at the poor spitz above G&M: looking so confused & blur, poor dog.

Goodness and Mercy imprisoned - a decent picture

There you go.. here's a more decent picture of the two lovely doggies. =) After much time of scolding and hushing and coaxing... duh... =) And this tranquility lasts only for a few seconds!

Goodness & Mercy misbehaving?

Do you believe me when I say Goodness and Mercy are one of the biggest yowler/complainer doggie ever? If you want to argue, or have any doubt, just look at the picture. A picture tells a thousand words. Just look at their mouths! =)

Caught in action. They'll never believe they're international stars now.

Goodness and Mercy imprisoned?

It was a beautiful morning. Despite the haze, I’m still amazed with God’s creation. The cool air, the serenity in my area, my beautiful/handsome Toffee… and I remembered Goodness and Mercy. Poor girls, I bet they’re all stressed up in the clinic. Hotel? More like prison.

Ahem, it was a busy day, in and out, nevertheless Goodness and Mercy still had time to come out, wee wee woo woo pee pee poo poo… they had ample of time, but I guess they must be so stressed they didn’t drink much water, and didn’t eat nothing! I suppose they’re momma poppa would be so worried if I let them know of this.

Never the less, I would not tell them. Hopefully they’ll feel better, more cheerful tomorrow, at least, please… start to eat, my dear ones… sigh, now I understand how parents feel when their children would only play and not eat.

Goodness and Mercy, eat eat eat tomorrow please…. I’m adamant. I will not give them any other food, than their very own dog biscuit (by the way, science plan is a good one war…)

Fussy fussy doggies.
I’ll try to post a picture of them in jail tomorrow. kekeke…

Love God's creation.

I was reading a beautiful (but complicated it seems, :P) entitled Celebration of Discipline by Richard Foster. Still reading, but I stumbled across this passage, which I totally agreed upon, and very much love to share. Here goes…

…And so the first step in the study of nature is reverent observation (agree!)… From Alp to insect, anything will do, provided that your attitude be right (agree!!)…Of this much we can be sure: if we love the creation, we will learn from it, In The Brothers Karamazov Dostoevski counsels,

“Love all God’s creation, the whole and every grain of sand in it. Love every leaf, every ray of God’s light. Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day.”

I remembered seeing two stray puppies running around the streets one day and how I cracked my brain, trying to figure what could I do to rehome them. Somebody told me, “I don’t understand you, why can’t you be like others? You want to be laughed at? You’re going to be a laughing stock. When you’re old are you going to live with 70 dogs in your house? How will people look at you?”

My question was, why can’t she see things through my eyes? Why must she see things through the judgemental, cruel society’s eyes?

All I know is, I’m not going to live life ordinary. It’s not going to be “just like others”.

I am myself.

FURminator deShedding Tool (Malaysia/Singapore)

FURminator deShedding Tool

It’s not a brush, it’s FURminator deShedding Tool!

The patented FURminator deShedding Tool quickly and easily removes (it doesn't cut, it removes) the loose, dead, undercoat hair that's the underlying source of a pet owners major complaint - shedding and the allergies and cleanliness problems associated with it. The unique stainless steel edge grabs the texture of the undercoat and removes it while gliding through and not damaging the topcoat.

- Reduces shedding up to 90%
- Guaranteed to reduce shedding better than any brush or comb
- Works great on all shedding dogs and cats (both long and short-haired)
- Brings out the pets natural oils, leaving a shiny and healthy topcoat
- Ergonomic rubber comfort grip

These are some information on Furminator, for your information. And to answer many of my readers questions, yes, I still have furminator, large and medium. I’m from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. So if you stay around here, you can save some cost on postage n handling. Singapore… so far I’ve got only one client from there.

Anyone interested to buy or get the furminator in Malaysia or Singapore, you can always contact me.

Cheers!

Another wedding...

It was a hot morning. I looked at my handphone clock: it's already 10.30am... I turned to pastor, hmm.. he still have some points to go. But I knew that I'm running late. The invitation card says 10am. I patiently waited until pastor finalized his sermon, then stepped out of church.

I rushed into my car, locked the doors, and took out my sifu of the day: GPS (Global positioning satellite??). Yes, I'm not gonna get lost a second time. This time the venue is Thean Hou Temple. Jalan? something something I've never heard of, but with sifu around, I'll be there soon. +glee+

Due to unfamiliarity with my sifu, I somehow got lost in a few roads, nevertheless, found my way there in 20 minutes, not bad at all,comparing to the 1 hour half las ttime at bukit bintang.

My fren is getting married!!! I was wondering, indians holding temple in Thean HouTemple? hmmm.. Anyway, when I saw Jovan ushering ppl in, I knew that I was at the right place. And my handsome fren Suren greeting ppl in the hall, yah... and there on the stage was the prince of the day, MAhen. \=)

As with all weddings, they're the perfect time for gathering of long lost frens. Met and had some talks with a few friends whom I've not seen for such a long time, victor (what a surprise to see him there!), rathna (I missed seeing her baby), kk (the MIA guy) and meeting new friends.

I was tired, very, but happy, very. On my way back, my sifu was not so kind to me, asked me to enter sprint highway, but i knew that i can get out through brickfields etc without having to pay the toll and drive the extra miles... but thank God, I finally got home, without my sifu's help. =)

Congratulations my dear fren, mahen. =) Have a blessed, blissful wedded life ahead. =)

God bless you and wife.

a better joke!

Just heard a story of a young boy staring at a plaque in a church. The pastor saw and walked over to the young boy and said, "Those are our young and brave soldiers who died in the service."
The young boy still staring at the plaque and asked, "Which service, the 8.30 am or the 10.30 am service?"