Shoes Are Just So Pretty

Edit:

Before anything, I would like to announce that I bought a new camera!!! Wooot~! The model is Olympus FE-320 and it's pink :D Let's have a comparison between the photos taken by my new and old camera, shall we?

By Canon A430, 'my' (actually, it's my sis's) old camera.

By Olympus FE-320, my new camera.

Since I'v bought this camera, I vow that I will not buy anymore shoes for at least half a year and as much as I love shoes, I will keep my words.

Pretty, isn't it?

Now, on to the original post..

It's been a while since I last updated. I've been busy with Photo ID taking session (photography club), recruitment drives (fishing club and photography club), and well, nothing really interesting happened for me to blog about except one thing which I will not blog about until it's finally calmed down. Curious, eh?

Anyway, since I've recently bought a shoe, why not I blog about shoes then?

The latest addition to my shoe rack.

My fetish for shoes started not long ago, maybe end of last year. Before I was attacked with this unhealthy (yes it it. It burns holes in your wallet!), I have the maximum of 2 pairs of shoes. Now, whenever I go out, I'll keep my eyes open for shoes but hey, I do not buy them every time I see them, alright?

Shoes that I seldom wear- (left) need some repair and (right) worn out :(

I'm pretty picky when it comes to shoes. My second brother used to tell me, "You have men's feet. So you can only wear sports shoes or canvas shoes." and yes, I totally agree with him. My feet is kind of big and wide. All this while, I only wear sport shoes since I don't really look nice in more feminine shoes (due to my choice of dressing at that time) and I can't really walk on high shoes plus, I heard that walking on high shoes will stunt your growth. Heck, I'm short enough.

Chinese New Year 2007 shoe from my first brother.

For Chinese New Year 2008, I broke my tradition of buying Nike shoes. In stead, I bought an orange pump. I thought the design was sporty, at the same time feminine and I never took the 2 inches heel into consideration. I bought it together with my sis, Eunice, Edric and my second brother. When I asked for opinions, they did not give negative feedback so, I bought it. When I showed it to my mom, she even said it was nice :D The best part was, my dad paid me back the money I spent on the shoe with extra RM 0.10 XD

The shoe (the orange one) that broke the Chinese New Year tradition.

When I first walk on that shoe, I guess people could easily tell that I'm a beginner at such shoes since I walk so unnaturally. Just like someone who started to learn how to not to walk like a duck, if you know what I mean. There were times when the bottom of my feet would hurt when I walk in that shoe for long periods. But soon enough, I got used to all the hassles of wearing higher shoes.

I bought this so that Guat Shan could have a discount on her heels.
(And everyone said that it looked nice on me)

I remember once my ersau told me that I should appreciate being not that tall because it simple means I have the chance to wear heels. She (a really tall lady) said that some people just want to wear heels so much but they can't. And Guat Shan do not wear heels (except for a cm or 2 heels) because she said she'll look gigantic. That was when I started buying higher shoes- I'm short and heck, I need to be at least at normal height.

The shoe I suffer most when wearing.
(It cuts behind and compressed my feet!)

But then, not all my shoes are high. I do have some flats to walk comfortably when I go out, say, for vacations or long shoppings. But most of the time, my shoes are not bought for purposes, they were bought to match my clothes or simple because they looked nice on me.

Flats my kayah bought for me. Expensive >.<

In fact, we (as in my housemates and I) have so many pairs of shoe that Sito's parents bought us a 'rack' to arrange our shoes instead of just leaving them on the floor. We hang the 'rack' behind our main door and whenever there are visitors and if they notice the hanging rack (they usually do), their first word will always be, "Wahliow~!"

The part of the hanging shoe rack for my shoes only.

I guess I've spent quite a lot on shoes. And I think I really need to stop the flow of cash out of my pocket for some more shoes. But hey, sometimes, they're just so pretty and considering the fact that I'm picky when it comes to shoes, when I found a pair I think it's nice, I just can't help it!

Petrol and SRC

Few days ago, our government decided to increase the price of fuel from RM 1.98 per liter to RM 2.70 per liter with the total of 40% increment. Everyone with car in Kampar practically rushed to the petrol kiosk to fill their empty/half/still full tank. Well, I was once of them. The queue was so long that it took me 1.5 hours to move a usually 15 seconds distance. I started queuing at 10 p.m. and finally decided that, "Ah! Forget it! We won't get to pump!" at 11.23 p.m. And thank God I was smart enough. Just look at the queue!

Just before increment.

Even if I continued queuing, I won't be able to pump. 30 minutes left and the number of cars are uncountable. We (Guat Shan and I) went to mamak instead and after that (past 12 a.m. which means after the price increased), we decided to take drive back to the petrol kiosk and have a look. We could almost hear the crickets singing.

Right after increment.

Due to all these increment, when I went to the market this morning, there was a 'protest'. There were a group of about maybe 5-7 people cycling around with cardboards messages on their bike. Some of the messages were, "Petrol price naik, Pak Lah turn!" and "BM prosper, rakyat suffer!" and some were in Mandrin and Tamil which I couldn't read. I heard that in August, our government will increase the price again to about RM 4. Might as well just invent cars that use human blood!

Anyway, Vincent, a friend of mine, approached me yesterday. He asked me if I'm interested to join the Student Representative Committee (SRC). If I join, I'll have to give talks, held campaigns, and everything possible to persuade people to vote for me. You know, like those political parties. I've been thinking about it..

Vincent, the one squatting.

Reasons to join
1. For experience.
2. My second brother once asked me to join. He said it'll be very useful in my resume in the future.
3. Being a student council is like, "Woah!"
4. Get to meet and know more people.

Reasons not to join
1. I'm already a member of 3 clubs, in which in 2 of the clubs, I hold positions.
2. I'm afraid I do not have to time to be totally committed.
3. I need to study too, right? Being in Degree isn't easy, you know?
4. What if I didn't win? Malu la!

I've thought about it. I'm still new in my course any my connection isn't that wide. So, I can't really persuade people to vote for me. I don't really like 'politics'. I'll make enemies. I still have another 3 years in university, which means I'll have lots more opportunity to join next time. But hey, being a student council is like, you know, really great! (though I'll have a lot of tasks to do then)

Well, if you know me well enough, you'll know that I'm very indecisive and I consider a lot of matter before making a decision. So, practically, I'm in a dilemma right now and I need to give Vincent my answer, whether or not to join him, by tonight (so that if I decided not to, he will have the time to look for someone else). So, how?

E.L.I.Z.A

I love my name.


There are a lot of people out there who doesn't like or appreciate their names. At least I know one who doesn't. And I do not get why. Why do people dislike their names? To me, name is something that represents you. It's your identity. There may be many other Elizas' out there. Yes, but so what? One of them is still me. And I'm proud to be named Eliza. Eliza Loo. Eliza Loo Po-Iian.




I'm always fond of Chinese names. Even though I'm not able to interpret the meaning behind a particular Chinese name, or even read the name, as a matter of fact, I still think every Chinese name bears a deep and wonderful meaning. The meaning behind your name might be what your parents expect from you or what they want you to be when you grow up. Or it might be simply just a name your parents thought is lovely. If you don't know what is the meaning behind your name, go find it out! You'll be more than amazed to know what it actually meant. The meaning behind my Chinese name is 'Precious Faith'. Lovely meaning, no? :D




I'm not sure why I'm named 'Eliza' by my parents. They might or they might not know the meaning of this name but I Googled it. 'Eliza' actually have several meaning:


1. In French, it means consecrated to God.
2. In Hebrew, it means oath to God or God's satisfaction.
3. Eliza is a computer program designed to simulate a therapist or psychoanalyst.
4. Eliza also means a tendency to relate computer behavior to human behavior.
5. Eliza was a ship that disappeared in 1803.
6. There was another ship named Eliza that was wrecked in 1808.


I think the name Eliza was given to me by my dad after he found out about 5 and 6. He was a sailor after all XD


After all, the best part of a name, for me, is the surname or family name. In my case, it's Loo. Right, I know some of you know it actually meant 'toilet' but hey, I'm still proud of being a part of the Loo family. And you ought to be proud to be a part of your family as well. You know, in ancient time, people were always saying, "Do not embarrass the (for example,) Loo family." but these days, the phrase has been modified to, "Don't bring shame to our family." Whatever happened to the family name?


Whatever it is, I still think highly of one's family name or just his/her personal name. It's your identity. It's you!


P/s: I hope anyone who leaves a comment in this post will tell me what is the meaning of his/her name :) (Sueh sueh no one leave comment XD)

P/s + P/s: I'm still considering if I should get the camera.

Ashamed

I went for the Monbukagakusho Qualifying Examination on 1st of June, 2008. Before I sat for the exam, I went through the sample papers and I knew they were difficult. Perhaps that was the reason I did not really study for the exam. You might think, 'Shouldn't you study harder when it's difficult?' Yes, that's true but when I looked at the questions and the amount of materials I need to cover, better just go through them and remember what you could rather than to study everything. That was what I though. 'Aih.. Didn't get ma didn't get lo. At least I tried.' How negative of me.

My seat label.

But when I arrived at the venue, registered myself and sat in the exam hall, all of the sudden, this weird feeling rush into me. This feeling that says, 'Oh god! I want to go Japan and study!!'. The first paper was Biology. It was ok. The hope was there but upon sitting for the second paper, Chemistry, I thought I could call my dad and ask him to pick me up. I do not need to sit for any other papers anymore. I will not get into the interview level anymore. When I sat for Maths, I practically waved goodbye to my golden chance. I think I never did as badly as that paper before in my entire life as a student. That was how bad it was.

The hall.

The result, whether I'll be qualified to attend the interview or not, will be sent to my home by the end of June. Unless miracle occurs, I'm all ready for a negative respond. I felt so dumb sitting for the exam. I should have known I wasn't good enough.


P/s: I'm planning to get a new Canon digital camera (model is A470). It's 7.1 mega pixel with 3.4x optical zoom and costs RM500 with a free 1G memory card. What do you think? Should I get it?

Planned to get an orange A470 and currently using a blue A460.

I'm currently using my sis's Canon A460- 5.0 mega pixel with 4x optical zoom. She's not asking it back (I think), so it's not really a necessity to spend RM500 for a camera but yet...! So, in order to make a decision (I'm very indecisive), please do let me know if I should get a camera. Points to ponder- I'm a photography club member, I love snapping pics but I do not need really beautiful pics. I just need pics which are enough to preserve memories.

Finally Legal!

On my 18th anniversary in planet Earth,


+ I thought it would be nothing since my TD mates are all in Setapak/PJ and I'm still new around my course mates.

+ I thought I'll just treat Guat Shan and Sito a cupcake or two and we'll hang around in Ghani (mamak) after that (like usual).

+ I did not expect my ex-classmates, TE1 friends, to organize a gathering, buy me a cake and sing me a birthday song.

+ I did not expect them to buy me a Minnie Mouse mask as a substitute for a birthday (cone) hat.


+ I did not expect that when I reached home in Klang, my nieces would bring out a tray of muffins with creams that spells, "Happy Birthday Eliza" and have little candles sticking out from the muffins.


+ I did not expect my family members to plan a surprise birthday party for me (though I have a feeling it's my tasau's idea. Thanks, tasau!).


+ I did not expect my best friends since high school to get involve with the party and bring out another birthday cake and sing me another song after the muffins.



+ I did not expect to receive such lovely and thoughtful birthday presents from my friends. It seems as if they understand me so much! I would want to talk more elaborately on the presents but that would have to wait for some other posts. I've also received presents in abstract forms. They were lovely.

Guat Shan's.

Leo's.

Sis's.

Ah Wei's.

Kenji's.

Edit: Sito's.

Ranjit's.

Poh Yee's (a.k.a Polly XD)

Shiau Ping's.
(How cute of her. She didn't know it was my birthday and quickly
grab a few chocolates for me when she knew it.)

Jeanette's.

+ I did not expect my second brother to sms me all the way from Syria to wish me. Bet my elder brother even remembers it was my birthday =.= Wait.. maybe he remembers since Jeanette remembers.


+ I did not expect 25 sms-es, 3 blog comments, several Friendster comments and few other sources, from parts of the world (yes, I received wishes and 'presents' from places like Jakarta, Makati City, Rotterdam, New York, etc.) all to wish me happy birthday. And I am very glad to have receive all these wishes.

Thanks Xianfu!

+ I did not expect that my TD friends planned to come all the way to Kampar to celebrate my birthday but had to canceled the plan since I'm coming back to my hometown.

+ I did not expect to have 4 birthday cakes (one from my TE1 friends, one from Guat Shan and Sito, one from Poh Yee, Ranjit and Ah Wei and one from my mama).


I received surprises after surprises and I was utterly touched, thankful, shocked and basically, I have mixed emotions on everything.

The 2 nieces who brought out the muffins sponsored by my mama.

I was really happy. Thank you everyone!

Indoor Rain

Before this was my room. Now, it's my toilet. What am I talking about? Roof leakage. It's raining in my house. In sem 2, my room's roof leaked and it was pretty serious. Half way sleeping, you'll need to wake up, place 3 or 4 pails under the leaking spot, bear with the horrible smell and try to sleep with the 'thups' of the water droplets when it hit the base of the pail. Or, half way eating out in a restaurant and when it rains so heavily that you're not encouraged to drive, you'll pray and hope that your room will not flood. And after it stopped leaking and when you on the fan, hooray! Feel the rain on your skin! (It's actually the droplets of water collected in the fan's panel) Luckily, my kayah fixed the roof when he came over. Now, it's ok. In my room, that is.

The nice young man who painted the dark spots on my ceiling.

But every time when something is fixed, another goes wrong. This time, my toilet roof leaked. It's much more smellier (maybe because the space is more confined and there's no air circulation) and much more disgusting. The dirty brown droplets dropped into my toilet bowl (and a little on the floor) made my toilet looked as if someone shitted, did not flush but spread the shit all over the toilet instead. However, I ought to be thankful that this time it's in my toilet. I can easily wash them away.

Looked like some algae infection.

When we came back from sem 3, break, Guat Shan and Ah Wei's room was a disaster. The same case as my room, only more serious.

Guat Shan's room ceiling after repainting.

I wonder where and what's next.

Double Season

I did not sleep the entire night even though I have to attend university the next day. Never mind.

I restrained myself from getting up from my seat to go toilet even though it was quite urgent. Never mind.

I shouted so much that I have sore throat now. Never mind.

I freed myself from books for 3 hours even though I'll be sitting for a major exam soon. Never mind.

I acted out of control in public even though I'm a girl. Never mind.

I breathed so hard I almost hyperventilated and cost my life. Never mind.

I'm updating my blog now even though I know I should be studying. Never mind.

It was all worth it. That's all that minds.

GLORY GLORY MANCHESTER UNITED!