Marie tagged me the other day to put up a print screen of my desktop. I told her that mine was very messy with many .doc files and random pictures. I have, not 1 but 3 messy desktops.

1) My laptop desktop. Background: a screenshot from one of my 3D animations. I just love his expression!

2) My PC desktop. Background: Rottnest Island in Western Australia. Picture taken on a bus.

3) Last but not least, the “ACTUAL” messy desktop. I managed to tidy up a little bit before snapping this picture. *guilty*

But wait!

According to “A Perfect Mess”, the book by Eric Abrahamson and David H. Freedman, claims to reveal the hidden benefits of being unorganized and cluttered. The authors claim a messy desk can be the product of an effective worker. *grin*

Even Einstein had a messy desk! That explains why he was a genius!

Also, according to this site:

A survey conducted last year by Ajilon Professional Staffing, in Saddle Brook, N.J., shows that messy desks are the vivid signatures of people with creative, limber minds (who reap higher salaries than those with neat “office landscapes”) and that messy closet owners are probably better parents and nicer and cooler than their tidier counterparts. ”

*I would be a better parent leh! *proud*

My favourite Einstein’s oft-quoted remark, “If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk?” –> He was and is a SUPER GENIUS!

I know what to tell my mom if she grumbles about my desk next time.

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Think of this scenario: Has your heart ever NOT skipped a beat when someone raises their voice loudly and fiercely to you?

When somebody yells at us, whether or not we are at fault or guilty, we are likely to be afraid..more or less. But have you ever thought of…why?

Why do we fear the fierce?

Like what my parents always say:”Don’t think you have won the battle just because you have a loud voice.”

But in real life, it is true that the “fierce” one usually gets his/her way.

For example, in some countries, the “more fierce” ones are usually given the special rights, just because they threaten to kill, burn and to riot notoriously now and then. And why do we tolerate with people like this? And why do the GOVERNMENT give in to these people just to “tame” them?

It’s like feeding the hungry tiger so that it won’t attack people.

Another example would be some auntie screams at you even though she is the one who cuts your queue.

Now my question is, are we programmed since young to fear the fierce?

Remember the first time your parent screamed at you when you misbehaved? It was so frightening that it often led to tears. Similarly how people scream “NOOOO!” loudly at their dogs when they misbehaved. The effect of the loud “NOOO!” is almost instant.

So if we are programmed to fear the fierce, could it be reversible? If yes, how?

If next time your boss raises his voice to you, do you think you could take a step back and starts to reflect why you are fearful?

Does his mouth draws a sword to your heart when he screams? NO..

So why??

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I put this picture up again on MSN and I have countless of people asking me if I was pregnant. Some emailed me and asked how many months I was into pregnancy.

I told you so…It did ‘shake the world’ when I first put it up on MSN 3 years ago and it did it again!

It is either I have the ‘motherly look’, or my disguise really works. Mmm..

And by the way, I have always been into babies, especially smelling their heads. They just have the most heavenly scent in the world.

My colleague’s baby. I bought the shirt that he is wearing. I wish I can stick my nose on his head. He just smelled SOOOO….addictive!

Look at his hair!!!!! How could I resist it???

I really had the urge to ‘kidnap’ him. I don’t mind if it is just for a day or 2.

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The school holiday is here! But guess what, it is a misconception that lecturers do not work during school break. I am not sure about other institutions but we have more work to do during school break – projects, subject development and planning, assessment planning and etc. I am “drained” now.

My remedy? Dig out as many happy photos as possible and browse them through one-by-one.

The down side is?? They make me more upset..:(

Picture was “manipulated” by PlayStation Eyetoy.

Part of my heart sank when looking through these pictures because it reminded me how much I have missed Perth.

I have not been back for 2 years now but I felt like I have left the place for a decade.

I was planning to travel next month but Australia is NOT of my options. It is just so different if I am only visiting – because I don’t belong there anymore.

Just to share with you some of the memorable moments and favourite places of mine in Perth.

Mill Point at night. Good spot for photography (but you need a steady hand if you don’t have a tripod)

King Street

His Majesty’s Theatre – where I watched my first “Swan Lake” ballet.

It was my research that brought me to this beautiful street and I have taken about 200 pictures. Though it is located in the CBD of Perth, I thought I had gone back to the early 20th century because of its architecture and atmosphere.

My favourite restaurant

The place that I had my first Hoegaarden beer and love it since then.

My first car – Nissan Blue Bird. (I heard it was banned in some Asian countries because of its name. Not sure how true it is) Sounds pretty rude if you said it in Hokkien. I own a blue bird (in hokkien)! Phew..

This car was as “young” as me. He is born in the same year as I am. 2000cc auto wagon with no power steering. The aircon didn’t work anymore but the heater worked perfectly fine. Broke down a few times when travelling to school. Worst when it broke down at the traffic light.

So I changed…to this!

Ya right.. My favourite car show. I was very into “z’ng my car” that time.

The Pride Day – where you can see the most gays and lesbians in bizarre costumes (and some without!)

Our first mamak night – where we served mamak food to local and foreign students in campus. We had roti prata, chicken curry, satay, toast, teh tarik..[more pics here]

My first abalon-ing experience. [more here]

My christmas decor…..as if.
My neighbour’s house. Most of them were competing who had the most lights.

My cute 3D lecturer. *grin* The one on the right of course.

My fellow malaysian friends in Perth. Met them only when I was about to graduate. The 3rd one from the left is my primary classmate. We had not met for 10 years and suddenly POP!….he appeared in front of me in campus.

My first birthday with big bruise on my thigh.

And finally, the day I moved out from my house..

See the garden? I have 6 patches of these gardens around my house. It took me ages to maintain. There were lots of lavenders (right).

My last day in Perth, at the airport

And last but not least, the picture that had shocked the world when I displayed it on my MSN…

Oh com’on!!

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