This is a distress call! I've been stuck at memorizing vitamins and minerals. Urgh!!! Why can't things be as simple as my friend, T-Rex makes it to be.

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Even as I type this, my time is ebbing away. Although, I'm still 24 hours from turning 21 biologically, the world stubbornly refuses to see my point so here I sit, in front of a glaring screen trying to figure out what it means to be 21.

People tell me I'm becoming "legal" but somehow, this confuses me. It sounds as if all these years, I was illegal which sounds horribly depressing. I know it means that I can enter pubs, drink, buy cigarettes (not too sure about this one) and have sex if I want to but is this all? Just imagine all the energy, money and long lectures my parents put into raising me, they surely are not waiting for all these and Jesus definitely did not sacrifice himself for me to become legal in that sense. Maybe "legal" should be replaced with "do-whatever-you-deem-is-right-and-be-responsible-for-it" and yes, its pretty long but at least it offers us, 21-year-olds-to-be a clearer picture of action with consequence and not just action which is pretty tempting.

Then there are those who say you'll be given the "golden key" and by this, I take it they mean "freedom" which like "legal" is a vague term everyone would love to get lost in. Seriously, "freedom" in Asian communities should be replaced with "freedom***" and the asterisks refer to "terms and conditions apply" of course. Sometimes, this get on my nerves when I think about it but these days, if I actually ponder hard enough, I just feel grateful and nothing else. I shudder to think of how wild I'd run without my parents' and God's "terms and conditions".

The last category is just a whole mumble-jumble of "You're-so-old-already"s, "Time-to -get-boyfriend"s and "Big-girl-already"s. Hey, we've been ageing since birth and the reason to tell someone they're big and old in their 21-st year stupefies me. As for the "Time-to-get-boyfriend"s, I just find it weird and wrong. Praise God such a thing doesn't exist. Imagine a global mass boyfriend or girlfriend seeking when the worldwide 20-year-old population turns 21 and you'll have an insight into the nightmare I'm talking about. Though I must say, thinking of what to say when aunties pinch my cheek and say that is quite a nightmare by itself.

Right, I am now exhausted trying to recall "interesting" remarks thrown at me and with telling friends I'm not biologically 21 yet. Well, what I gather from all my musings is I guess being 21 means knowing who you are in God, what your purpose is and your freedom as well as responsibility to fulfill it and yes, this will register as soon as I come out of self-denial.

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Yes, those were the words that spilled out of Anand the SP after the buzzer buzzed away twice.

SP : ok, any last questions?
me : urmm... nope 'smile'
SP : ok, the interview with you was very...INTELLECTUAL...
me : huh? 'smile getting bigger'
SP : yes... INTELLECTUAL but BORING
me : 'smile undergoes autodeflation'
SP : I told you right, i was an olympic weight lifter! Why didn't you ask me about
what type of weights I carried? you should be really excited that an olympic
weight lifter chose to visit your clinic!!!
me : 'fake smile comes on'

I cannot believe this guy!!! Part of me was laughing out loud and the other part desperately wanted to throw him out of the CSU room. I'll show you what weight lifters are made off! Hmph! Thats it, my practice next time will be a non-weightlifter friendly practice.

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Hey that rhymes!!! Jay, you've just made my weekend! Ha Ha, am really happy and excited for you. Praise God for a new brother in Christ. This is for you and your new family :)


I guess somewhere along my walk with God
At certain junctions, I became tired and bored
Distracted by artificial things on sidewalks
Never stopping to think till I stumbled on rocks

But God knows, He just does
He's got the right gift for me and for us
When we're tired and can't see right
Our Father brings out a little candle to light

Through its new flame, God gave me a sign
It brought me renewed joy in this walk of mine
Now I have a new light when in darkness I can look to
Coz you see my friend,that little candle is you

dedicated to our awesome God and his new son Jay Low

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When you haven't lost to anyone in anything for a long time, its hard to face the fact when you actually do. Sigh... George trashed me in badminton!!! Poor Sup and Pang could only watch. Sucker #2 actually decided to give me some kind of hope by playing with his left hand. Aargh...all the humiliation and shame is just too much. I was actually made to run like a fool all around the court. Then we decided to play doubles against Benny and Darren which didn't do much to ease to pain except maybe that George couldn't beat them. Ha ha! Oh no, i think he couldn't beat them because of me :( Waaaaaaaaaa!!!!

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I know "steam" anything sounds drabby but I seriously thought my dad and uncle was taking me to some famous curry fish head restaurant in KL so when the car turned left into some factory-ish lane in a really obscure part of KL, my sisters and I exchanged oh-no-what-did-we-get-ourselves-into looks. "Welcome! girls,to the Jln Gasing 3 famous steam fish stall" Wow, it has an address!Err..ok...now where in the world...OH! There...Wow, even Globe Trekker will be proud of this discovery.

Thank goodness my uncle had sense to bring his camera so while we were waiting to be seated(the place was actually full!), we snapped pics and I tried to find words to describe the place. 'Shack' would be too cruel but with its tin roofing, cement floor, haphazard chairs,tables and dim lighting, 'shack' was the only word. Oh,I did notice a really antique "Drink Coca Cola" sign that was faded and moldy.


Finally, the tauke gestured us in and after a lot of manouevering around tables plus taking extra care not to step into pot-holes of sludge that covered the floor, we finally sat down at a corner table. My back was facing a metal wire fenc and on my left, rusted beams and furniture under a decades-old window. Thanks to my smart dad who ordered food while we were waiting, we did not have to wait long.


Nothing prepared us for the fish!!! It was awesome and I've never been so excited about steam fish before! My dad explained that this dingy place was famous for steam chinese carp. We were treated to one seasoned with minced ginger, soy sauce and finely chopped cili padies and another with spicy-sweet paste. Although I loved the former better, both shared the super-tender texture of perfectly timed steaming with lots of sauce to go around.
We devoured everything edible and tried to put in some good comments about the place like (Dad)"Did you know this place is incredibly efficient and everyone knows what they're doing..." (Uncle)"Chuckle...Chuckle" (Grandpa)"Suet May, you want more rice?" (Me)"Oh no, I'm full..."(Uncle)"LOUD CHUCKLE". Hey, I didn't eat that much but yum yum, I give this place 2 ricebowls( my very own grading system) With better lighting and ambience, they would probably earn another 1/2 to 1 ricebowl from me. I guess this conludes my first page of Tastebud Diaries...suet may @ i'm not jennifer...see ya!

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