Being excitable

Before i begin, let me say that i'm amused that some people actually placed adverts on viagra in my post about growing old...haha...nah..i'm giving them too much credit..i actually deleted more than a dozen of them on my blog but somehow missed that one. so now, my blog comments are moderated.

okay so I've been playing the sims 3 a lot these days and the one quality you can choose for your sims is 'excitable'- which i find amusing. So if you're excitable, it means that..... you are easily excited...(thank you for judging my IQ based on that statement). But an excitable sim is happy with the smallest of achievements and is easily satisfied!

Now makes you wonder how great it will be if we were all excitable.....

of course not to the point that one become's annoying la..imagine being excited about electricity, or that you stepped on dog poo or being excited about seeing the clock tick or that a lizard fell on your head (wait...i think i know some people who actually would be....not only the bug-loving people but people who views it as a sign that this is their lucky day and goes to buy a lottery ticket). Though i had lizards falling on my head twice and in my kettle...and lemme tell you.. it was definitely NOT an exciting experience and i've never won a lottery to this date.

But imagine if we were all excitable...would this world be a happier place? i mean, i notice that as i grow older, i get more and more less excited at stuff. i used to get excited at going on lifts (so much so that my dad used to drive me to hotels to just ride on their lifts..i loved bubble lifts the most!), and aeroplanes and trains and braids and overhead bridges and i remember giggling when my dad's car went over those yellow strips on the road which are supposed to slow cars down.

i mean, imagine feeling that no matter what crazy stuff life throws at you, you can come home and be excited over curry chicken and cabel tv. so lesson of the day is, be excited!! Excited people are not only happy but much more fun to be around with! if you find it hard to be excited, well fake it..fake it till you actually feel it!

ps- i'm excited that i've finished a post after an absence of god-knows-how-long.

pss- sorry for the lack of capitalization. it's not a new literary stand i'm taking, it's because i'm lying flat on my stomach while typing and pressing the shift key in this position is uncomfortable. gosh...i'm excited at my laziness..=)

psss- i know this post makes me sound like i've lost my marbles, but let me tell you with excitement that it is indeed true! =))

is this it?

if someone were to ask me the one word to describe life in general..
my answer would be ..adapt..
in retrospect that is what i have been doing all my life..and you know what? it scares the hell out of me thinking that this is all I'm going to do in the future..

sometimes i can't help but ask myself..is this it? after the grand drum roll we have been prepared with all our childhood and teenage years..is this it?

when was the last time i jumped without caring where i landed? when was the last time i laughed till my stomach hurt? when was the last time i did something kind without telling a soul or expecting something in return? when was the last time i had such a fulfilling conversation with a person that i could smile thinking about it years later? when was the last time i stopped worrying about exams, studies and revision? when was the last time that i was courageous enough to do something that i know deep down inside must be done? when was the last time i liked who i am?

*sigh* too long ago... i might sound like an ungrateful brat flooded with pubertal hormones..but i can't help feeling that if things don't change...i'll adapt...and i will change...into someone bitter...someone who can't laugh at a decent joke...someone who can't appreciate the fun of spontaneity...someone who does not dare to take that step... someone who criticizes everything and everyone....and someone who complains and get upset over small things like customer service...

i mean...life is MORE than this, right?

On Boredom and Growing old

I've come to write because...i simply can't think of anything to do..*sigh* what holidays do to a person...haha..but i shouldn't complain. It's so odd isn't it when you get so excited and anticipate the holidays.."Ah! Now for some undisturbed rest" and I came all the way home to realize that rest isn't like a smooth melody sweeping past you, soothing out the stress and leaving you feeling refreshed...

Instead what I found waiting for me was...boredom..the blasted old fiend cluthes and hangs on like a worm in the gut. *sigh...just makes me wonder about old people and what they do with their time. I shudder thinking about the prospect that one day I might be those old batty grandmas with hypermetropic eyes and failing sphincter muscles, just staring at everything and nothing as days turn into years. With monthly highlights being visits to clinics and hoarding vitamins and pills while chuckling in greedy satisfaction. Why the obsession over pills and medicine? Well, when you're 75 and over, I guess that is the only thing you can rightfully claim. Something made specially for you, with you in mind.

Oh well..I do fervently hope that when that day comes, I'll have someone to go senile with..=p

Back to School

Sigh...sigh...sigh...
Lets have a few minutes of silence in respect for our greatest loss:

...the demise of semester holidays..
I'm still in denial..sigh..I'll be going back to KL next week to start my fourth year. 7 weeks have passed..Can you believe it? It's going to be another tough year, though I hope I won't be as blur as I was starting my 3rd year. At least I know my way around the hospital now..won't get lost that much I hope.

Oh well, at least I've got something and someone to look forward to when I'm in KL. =p My interior designer has anounced that my room is ready! I simply can't wait!

So what have I been doing during my 7 weeks of holidays you may ask? Well check it out:
1. Elective posting
2. Loose 10 pounds
3. Exercise at least 4 days a week
4. Finish my cross stitch
5. Go on a vacation
6. Continue my guitar lessons
7. Learn something fun & try not to look ridiculous ie: dance class, yoga
8. Learn to cook
9. Go visit national museum, zoo, birdpark
10. Spend time with family
11. Spend time with significant other...=p
12. Learn how to speak Chinese without sounding like I'm cursing in gibberish
13. Read up some 4th year stuff
14. Earn some money

Don't you agree I'm one heck of a person? ....to have planned ALL THOSE and managed to do only my elective (which is not elective at all...it was compulsory), visited the birdpark and no. 11 & 12. Instead, I've lost only 2 pounds, exercise when I felt like it, did not learn anything except the art of doing nothing, spent loads of money and I still speak Chinese like I used to. Hmmph...I should have added no. 15:

15. Regret that I didn't do most of the above.

Because I always manage to get that one done. You know the saying if you fail to plan, you plan to fail? Well, I don't know about you, but I'm always planning..I even plan to plan. Maybe for me the saying should go something like if you fail to execute, you will be executed...

Well, here's a message to all the incoming 4th years who actually read my blog:
Try to find the 'fun' in the mundane and if you can't, try to make your own fun! Help each other out, don't fight but gossip more, eat less, don't bully the juniors and be nice to Stella! =p

It Doesn't Fit!

Great..so I've been furniture shopping.. and I'm apalled by how incompetent our furniture industry is. Have you any idea how difficult it is to buy a writing table with just some pre-requisites? As a student, one's writing table is everything! How am I supposed to face it for hours if there was no love at first sight in the first place? So I went shopping with these specs in mind:

Length: between 110 and 115cm (the most important thing since I've got a room the size of a rabbit's burrow)
Width: between 50 and 60cm
Height: should be built for adult humans
Material: Wood
Colour: Wood-colour?
Price: a reasonable, affordable price (and that just means below rm100)

Very reasonable don't you think? And I couldn't even find ONE table like that after going to more than 7 shops..=( *sigh...and I even asked the people at the furniture shop whether they could saw off some wood to make it fit. And it seems that it can't be done. What's so difficult about taking 5 cm off the side of a table, revarnish it a little, adjust the legs a little, clean the edges? Hmmph..the way that furniture shop man looked at me was as if I told him to build me a rocket.

Oh well, I guess I'll just find a way to make my room bigger. Get rid of the bed maybe. Who needs it anyway? Especially when I spend so much time sleeping on my table..=p

The Ugly Duckling

Practically everyone has read or at least heard of the story of the ugly duckling. In some ways, many of us can even relate to it. How many people have felt and be made to feel that they do not fit in, they do not belong? We were always told when we were young that we were different, special. But it is against our very nature of being accepted, isn't it? I suppose deep down, every person would prefer to blend with the crowd, have a click rather than to stand out. As the very meaning of being outstanding means- you're always going to have to stand outside; alone.

And so this brings me to a new star. Miss Susan Boyle. She's 47, way uglier than any hobbit I pictured, but she really can sing. She sang Dreamed the Dream from Les Miserables (I never could pronounce that) at the auditions for Britain's Got Talent. You should have a look at the faces of the audience when she said that she wanted to be a famous singer- as famous as Elaine Paige. And it is an irony how that actually happened- overnight.

Her voice was great but what really made me jump in the bandwaggon along with legions of other supporters was how much the song came alive because it meant a lot to her. It's true I wasn't exactly misty eyed, but at the end when she sang 'Life has killed the dream I dreamed' I thought it was excellent.

But why is she so famous? Why was the audience on their feet by the time she finished? Maybe deep down inside we always wanted the ugly duckling to become a swan. Perhaps, she does not need Britain as much as they need her. She is afterall, an indomitable symbol of hope and all things possible. And at times like these, we need that more than ever.



Here's the link to a video of her performance on YouTube:
Susan Boyle 'I Dreamed a Dream'

What a week!

I had one of the most exciting week throughout this holiday period!!

Firstly, YeeMing dropped by to Ipoh and I had a lot of planning to do. I'm sure everyone thinks that the bestest place on earth is your hometown, not excluding myself. But when it's time to bring someone to tour around, it's a different thing all together. I guess it's the expectation that you have to bring them to look, see and touch things. But most of the time, the true beauty of the place is well, the people and those memories, I guess.

But I think we made the best of it. At the very least, I did not get lost that much. And we even flew a kite! (Actually, it was a smiley kite Caryn and I bought on the way to Tanjong Karang which never flew much..) So we thought of doing it justice and try to fly it in ipoh's polo ground. So despite the very real threat of looking ridiculous as we were both newbies at this challenging sport, we went ahead anyway. And we did it! We flew!!!

Smiley was so happy!

Next, Yeeming went back to kl and brought the tour guide home as well. It was my turn for a kl trip! Haha..actually I went back because I had to register for my new apartment. After I was almost eaten by the evil office lady and her bungling registration system, I finally managed to get to my new room. No thanks to Mrs. Evil.

Here are some pics of my new hole:

I actually managed to fit a bed, a cupboard, two shelves and a soon to be table.

But.. failed in taking a decent picture. I couldn't even manouvre the camera far enough. The room was too small for a photograph! Lol...i know it's a lame excuse for a terrible shot..but it's true!

A special thanks to Yeeming for helping me with moving all my junk, which i swear is replicating itself. There is no way a person can have so much stuff. And to think I've got to fit it into a roughly 2m by 2m room!

The very next day, had an outing with the girls to Sunway Lagoon Theme Park! It was fun despite the fact that we had to carry floats up flights of stairs which gave me a kind of deja vu feeling. All that carrying gave me some buns of steel Mr. California governor would have been proud. Phew!



The next day, after so much talk and planning, we finally did it! We went bird-ing. Personally, I liked the bigger ones. Ostriches, emus and casawaries! We even saw a peacock trying to impress one hot chic by shaking it's feathers and making this weird sort of rattle-snake like sound. Which was totally a turn-off if you ask me. The peafowl was of the same opinion. She took one look and left.

I was being polite so I stayed around for a bit.

All in all, I had a blast! Just as an afterthought, anyone who might think of a trip to the bird park, might probably want to bring a cap along...in case of some unexpected surprises from above!