Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Xthreem Income

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Sunday, August 12, 2007

Bridal Shoots

I could clearly remember the day of our bridal shoot even though it was more than a year ago. From the initial hype of searching for my ideal bridal studio, to getting the best deal and the prettiest wedding dresses and evening gowns. I was excited about taking pretty pictures with my most loved person on earth. Just the thought of looking through beautiful pictures of the pass as we grow old together sends shiver through my spine. I was determined to get the best pictures any bride could ever dream of and I knew I would with the help of my sister. But little did I know was an ordeal awaited me on the day of the shoot.

But how could taking pictures and looking pretty be an ordeal, you might ask. Well, to start with, my sister and I did a wonderful job in convincing the bridal studio manager to give us 7 gowns instead of the 5 gowns from the package we paid for. So on the day of the shoot, I had to change into 7 different gowns - 2 wedding gowns, 1 wedding gown for outdoor, 2 evening gowns and 2 traditional costumes, which was fun as every gown made me look different from the other. Each gown was accompanied by a different set of accessories, hair-do and make-up. The photographer would then take an average of 40 shots per gown. Each shots were taken with finese and carefully constructed pose and attention to detail. Until today, the voice of the photographer reminding us to keep our shoulders down, chin up and smile is still ringing in our ears.

By noon, I was already feeling tired. Shan and I eagerly waited for lunch time to come. But when it did, we were only allowed 30 minutes lunch break as the studio employees had so thoughtfully ordered McDonald's for us. The rest of the afternoon was tough as we struggled to keep smiling and carry ourselves up to look our best. When the photographer motion us to lie on our the fur carpet for one of the shots, we almost wanted to sleep of. The carpet were soft and comfortable and we were exhausted. When that scene ended, I almost begged him for more of that scene just so we could rest longer.

Our ordeal finally ended at 7.30p.m. We started at 9.00 a.m. and ended at 7.30p.m. That was a good ten hours of photoshoot minus the 30 minutes of lunch break we got. We thank God that we survived.

But that wasn't exactly the end. Next step was to choose the photos that we wanted to develop. We had to choose photos we want in the big album, then the medium album, then one for the big photo frame and one for the table frame, 6 sets as favors to close friends and relatives. That too, took longer than we expected. We arrived at 2.00p.m and left after four solid hours of look at thumbnails of our pictures. Finally the pain of the bridal shoot has ended.

If you are thinking of a bridal shoot, it's a good idea, but consider first if you are willing to go through the hours of standing and posing and smiling and choosing and the list goes on. Many of our friends did not go for a bridal shoot but still had nice photos of their wedding to keep nevertheless. However, they did not have the memories of a challenging and eventful photo shoot coupled with pretty bridal pictures to go with memories of a beautiful wedding. All in all, we actually enjoyed the whole bridal shoot process despite the challenges and exhaustion. If given a chance, we would still go for it because it was an experience on its own.

Our final advise to all of you who are in favour of a bridal shoot, just prep yourselves before you go. And remember, shoulder down, chin up and smile!

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Dying Young

My father died at the age of forty-nine. I was barely twelve when the doctor certified him dead on March 18, 1990, 12.40 p.m. Cause of death was sudden cardiac arrest. Sudden cardiac arrest occurs when the heart’s electrical system malfunctions. In my father’s case a sudden asthma attack went out of control causing electrical problems that kept the heart from pumping the right way. He died at the age of forty-nine. He died young.
Although I’ve inherited asthma from my father, I am determined not to die young. My determination remained strong up until last year when my faith was shaken.
March 2005, fifteen years after my father’s passing away I was going to be twenty-seven years of age and full of hopes and dreams. I was eagerly awaiting end of the year to get married with the man whom I love. But eagerness was shattered when an abnormal abdominal pain sent me for an ultrasound scan. Through the scan the radiologist found a huge tumor covering part of my liver. Upon further investigation ordered by a renown hepatologist in a local hospital found that the tumor mass covered up to thirty percent of my liver. Because it had the pattern of a benign tumor I had an option of either leaving it as it is or getting it removed through a hepabiliary surgery. After much consideration, my fiancé and I and registered as husband and wife and decided to go with the second option which changed our lives forever.
Five months later, in August 2005, I went for the operation as scheduled. What was supposed to be a four hour long surgery had prolonged to eleven hours of intensive battle to save my life by the dedicated team of hepabiliary surgeons. What was supposed to make me well, didn’t make me well but revealed the secret that my body had been keeping from me.
It turned out that the tumor covered up to sixty percent of my liver, and the doctors had to remove the entire right lobe of my liver. But that was not all, in fact that wasn’t even the issue.
“The tumor mass that is in your liver was merely a secondary attack of a small but malignant tumor sitting right at the head of your pancreas,” my husband relayed to me the solemn words that had spoken to him when I was first wheeled out of the operation theatre.
I cried very hard that day. A week after the surgery, I was still barely twenty-seven. I thought of my father. I thought of dying young. Maybe my fate was to die young like my father.
The doctors gave me six months to live. They told my husband to take care of everything and try to fulfill my dying wish.
August 2006, one year after I was diagnosed with 4th stage pancreatic cancer, I am still very much alive. My liver has outgrown the normal grow-back of fifteen percent to almost seventy-five percent. My cancer is very much localized now. My oncologists in NCI Cancer Hospital call me a miracle child.
Although it has not been an easy and smooth flowing journey this one year, but I survived. With more than a little bit of effort to change my lifestyle and my eating habits, I persevered. With a more than little bit of love from my husband and those around me I fought on. With more than a little bit of faith in God I stand victorious.
Today, I am telling you this story because I want you to have that fighting chance that I had one year ago. I want you to know that a diagnosis is not the end of everything. I want you to know that you can change your fate and outlive the death sentence that your doctors or your condition had given you. I want you to know that through a change of lifestyle, support and encouragement of loved ones, and your undying faith in God, YOU can reverse your situation.
It is not an easy journey, but I am willing to walk this journey with you. Someone walked with me before, that I can share this story with you. Just allow me to bring you through the journey that I’ve been through. I will keep updating this blog with personal stories and experience that you may gain from it. So feel free to come back anytime you want for updates. Or you could simply subscribe to site and I will send you an update every time something new is added.
I’ve let you into my story. Will you let me walk with you?