Fairies

Fairies are such pretty creatures...
And that's exactly what I dressed up as on the 29th of December 2007! XD
The A$30 million Megadraw was on that night and my job at the newsagency [The Lucky Charm Newagency] is to sell lottery tickets! Of course, 30 million is a big thing. That's 7 zeros! Loads of cash. Invest it properly, and it could turn you into a billionare in 10 years.
So my colleagues and I decided that we would dress up as fairies and try to grant everyone's wish of winning lotto (mind you, not that we can give out that much luck) as well as attract other non-lotto playing citizens in the mall to laugh at us and hopefully buy something after our efforts of dressing up.

I can assure you we were most readily laughed at.

I walked in at 8.30am with my wings pinned on to my shirt (because it was too small for me to actually wear) and literally RAN in from the entrance all the way to my shop. But not before the supermarket cashiers, keymaker and asian bakery saw me and thought I was mad. O.O
One of my friends may have been slightly crazier than I was. She went all the way, bought a tiny fairy dress intended for 8 year olds at Red Dot (this store that sells the most random things ever) and cut it up so it would fit her (she's an entire head taller than I am), put a shirt on top of it, added glitter to her face, star stickers to her arms and a butterly clasp to her hair and voila! Thus completing her airy fairy look. The rest of us merely donned a pair of jeans and pink/white shirt and a pair of wings, but she was pretty much the star of the whole show. =)

Of course, I posted this up on my status thing on Facebook (if you guys still don't know that I have Facebook then you're in serious trouble, I didn't put that thingy there for nothing) and Tash remembered that our friend Robin dressed as a pirate for his job and combined the two! Thus creating a Fairy Pirate! Ray seconded the idea and we now have cemented the whole 'Fairy Pirate' idea. I can't stop laughing, but if I can stop for a second and convince Robin to actually do it with me, it would be perfect! For the next party that is. =) Best done with a billion other people dressing as something ridiculous. XD

Anyone up for a house party?

Mishy <3

Boxing Day! [Spent mulling over pressies]

Christmas Day has come and gone!!
And this year, I suppose, it has been rather uneventful.

I got some cool pressies though, which I have successfully and rather generously downloaded to show off. Especially because I'm so proud of them. XD

Aside from all that, my Christmas Day was, needless to say, rather uneventful.
Went off to church in the morning and pretty much spent about an hour singing carols and listening to the pastor preach away.
Although I must say, I like this church. =) In Malaysia, I remember Christmas services always took like 3 hours. Short and sweet, just what I like. I don't believe that the amount you worship God depends on the amount of time you spend doing it. If you're a fake who wants the world to see how much you love God by standing there and yowling out carols for an hour and a half, then maybe. A simple short prayer probably shows more than an hours worth of yowling out carols.

So then I headed over to my cousin's house upon which we opened our presents! And these are all mine!

Radio and battery from uncle.

Hat from a cousin.

I'm using the green one for Halloween as FRANKENSTEIN!!!

Perfect for the hot and sweaty days! (like now)

Altogether now!

Yay! Shoes! (from my mom after we came back home)

And thus was my Christmas Day!

Today, I also want to remember the victims of the Tsunami Tragedy, so keep them in your toughts and prayers. =)

Anyhow, Happy Boxing Day!

Mishy <3

The Night Before Christmas [By Clement Clarke Moore]

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

So ends my favourite poem every year. I think I post this poem every year on Christmas Eve. I read it, I day dream about it, I imagine the scene playng before my eyes every year on this day before Christmas.
I'm such a sucker for tradition, I should be shot. XD As a TCK, tradition does not even COMPLY with my lifestyle.
Anyhow, enjoy it people. Whether or not you are Christian, or just celebrating the Christmas season, I'm pretty sure that Santa Clause is still a magical moment for us all. =)

But to all Christians, remember this day and it's purpose. =D It may not be as important as Easter, but it sure is as fun!

Mishy <3

Aussie Speech [As confusing as it really sounds!]

G'day mate!

The cry known around the world as a true blue Australian greeting. Probably made all the more famous by Steve Irwin on his Crocodile Adventure series. America must think that that's all Australians say around here, like a broken record. "G'day...G'day...G'day...G'day..." However, people here don't even say that. XD I'm not too sure where the world gets this notion that every Australian says this, but seriously, they don't.

And then, just when we've gotten over the 'G'day', everyone here LOVES saying 'No worries!'
Possibly made worse by the way they pronounce it: Naw wah-reys!
These are just the hardcore Aussie citizens with their hardcore Aussie accents though. Most Australians have gone very neutral with their accents, due to the international enviroment that they live in.

Of course, we could never leave out 'Fair Dinkum', which means, true, or honest. Supposedly. XD
I've heard a few people use it before, and it's confused me to no end until I finally decided to google it and figure out what in the world they were on about.

Last, but not least. To all Malaysians and South Africans, please make out this word:

Gaol.

You get a prize if you do.
That, my friends, is the Australian spelling of the word JAIL.
Yes people, JAIL. Yes people, believe it or not. I was sitting in history reading all about the tortuous Japanese attacks and came across this word. Upon which I began going 'gah-ole', 'goal', 'jah-ole'.
And then I looked it up in the dictionary and figured out it was actually jail.
I reckon I need compensation for this.

So ends my episode on Australian slang.

Christmas is coming up very very soon.
And for some reason, it doesn't seem as exciting.
Maybe because I now have a job and have to spend it on the poor souls that I like to call my family?
Hmmm, maybe I should be more stingy so that I can be more excited for Christmas...XD

Mishy <3