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YOUR New Year Resolutions -- Jade has moved.How YOUR new year resolutions should look like:
Number one: REFRAIN FROM writing blogs that are about me and the little ongoings about my life. In this new age of narcissism, everyone has this bursting desire to show off what is going on in their lives.
(Unless you are a party animal with pictures of you frolicking on the hotel room floor with four gorgeous underage teenagers pinned halfnaked under your body, don't bother.)
Number two:
FIND SOMETHING meaningful to do. (Which does not include fuelling your own selfish desires of having more fun, more sex and more money.) Yes, I am a little more self-righteous than I should be. I hope the Internet falls apart by 2010.
The only thing I will miss? The friends I have made online.
Jade doesn't live here anymore. She has moved. Good Bye 2007!Last day of 2007. I'm so glad I'm seeing this year out. Goodbye 2007!
2007 in a nutshell.
My first job.
Me going to university.
Taking my first dip in the water.
New friends.
A more indifferent attitude towards life in general.
A newfound love for baking.
More late nights mindlessly surfing the Internet.
And an undying passion for Grey's Anatomy.
My friend is right, I am squandering away my youth.
Conspiracy Theories Surrounding The Night OwlThere are always a few (or many, depending on what kind of crowd you hang wit') night owls who lurks and loiters around Instant-Messaging buddy lists, Facebook/Myspace, LAN gaming networks and any other online exploits and just simply doesn't ever go offline at all, until of course the laptop battery runs out and they are too lazy to fetch the adapter charger or they fall asleep drooling on the keyboard or some other (surprise!) offline exploits distract them and diverts their attention from the sticky internet.
If you haven't realised by now, I am one of them, which is why I write like I'm speaking from experience.
If you aren't one of the Night Owls, and/or you simply cannot fathom why people do this, you are not alone; for even the Night Owls themselves are baffled as to why they aren't seduced by the comforts of their bed and instead remain, sometimes stoning with eyes glazed over and sore wrists tingling from carpal tunnel syndrome, fixated to the brightly-lit screen of their computer.
Here, I shall attempt to explain this not-so-strange phenomenon...
1. They are insomniac.
These poor souls simply just can't fall asleep even if they lie down in their beds, so why not prop themselves up in a chair, and kill some time before sleepiness/sufficient boredom sets in and lulls them to sleep. In most cases, it doesn't help at all, because the things they see/do on the Internet, be it buying random stuff or playing silly shooting games or watching Youtube videos, are so exciting and keeps their hearts racing so much that they find even more difficulty to go back to sleep again.
2. They are addicted to the feeling of being connected.
Ever been overseas in the jungles/caves or on the high seas for a couple of days and feeling your hands itch all over and your mind running amok simply because you haven't been able to "show" yourself (aka be Online) on MSN/AIM and update your status or profile picture/poke someone on Facebook and check out which celeb got preggers on PerezHilton? Night Owls enjoy the feeling of being a part of the great big world everyone lives in. If it were possible, they wouldn't mind planting a device in their body which can feed real-time information into their systems. Being connected is great. They want to know everything FIRST. It's important....'cause it sucks to be the last one standing saying "Really, wow I didn't know!"
3. They are hardcore gamers.
I was there once. It's nearly the dark side of the Internet. Night Owls can spend a few days in a row playing on their favorite game. My highest record was less than an entire 24-hour day, but it was close. It doesn't matter what time it is. What matters most is getting that sacred item, killing the dreadful monster(s) and getting as quickly as possible to the next level.
4. They are involved in a long-distance relationship.
Say if their significant other is 12 hours apart from them, it only made perfect sense for them to stay awake at 3am in the morning so they can talk to each other in real-time and wave at each other over the webcam. Sometimes they take turns, but it is usually the Night Owl who ends up compromising...because they just don't mind -- they like staying up anyway or so they like to think.
5. They live their social life on the Internet.
There is Facebook for your "real-life" friends. Some people don't believe in "online" friends. To each his/her own. But Night Owls probably have their very own collection of online friends from Timbuktu (do they have Internet access there already?) to Tokyo to Tijuana, and in order to catch up with them about life in general and "hang out" together online, staying up is the only way to go. Friendship transcends offline boundaries and face-to-face interactions for these unique bunch of people.
6. They have screwed-up biological clocks.
At first, it is almost an adolescent affliction. Staying up past midnight is considered "cool" because one does not have to adhere to the 'children's' 10-o'clock bedtime. After that, your social life dictates that going home just when the night is still young is considered "lame". Following that, you just don't care about curfew anymore (yeah, ground me if it makes you happy, parents) and partying all through the night becomes a weekend staple. Some days, when the Night Owls aren't out partying or engaging in their past-midnight affairs, they log on to the Internet and wander about miserably, wondering why they can't sleep like the rest of the world... Their bioclocks are officially screwed.
Surprisingly, despite staying up so late, the Night Owl retains a relatively clear-headed mind and can remain very sharp. Typically characterised by dark circles under their eyes, Night Owls generally love more than hate the feeling of being awake in the wee hours of the morning and their condition (whichever it may be) is usually chronic.
College as You See/Live/Feel it :: 20 WaysUniversity (or college, whichever way you call it, really) life is beginning to take shape and grow roots, whether I like it or not. You take on a completely new and different lifestyle from a normal human being if you want to be a full-fledged true-blue college kid, and sometimes it is simply too painfully hilarious to think twice about. Here's my take after 5 months in one.
1. You used to go to school at 7am to avoid being late (if you're a fuddy-duddy goody two shoes) or saunter in at 8am for the delinquent daredevil (and you thought you're being real brave and cool), but come college and a 9am lecture is HELL. I shalln't even start on those ungodly 8am tutorial classes they have.
2. The hallways can be akin to fashion runways. You won't believe what some people (girls especially) wear to SCHOOL. For fashion's sake, wearing dresses and killer high heels to school is considered overdressing. Even impressing that handsome prof is not a good enough excuse. But guys, shaving is still a hygienic necessity. Pulling an all-nighter and having 4 papers due in 2 days do not justify you resembling a Neanderthal man sans the muscles.
3. You skip one lecture to finish writing a paper for another class. You skip one lecture to study for an important test, but you would never think to skip the last review lecture where the prof MIGHT drop a few hints about the exam topics.
4. The lecture size dwindles as the semester goes by...until the last lecture when you start seeing strangers you never thought were in your same lecture group. If you have been diligently attending, you slap your forehead and vow never to do that again, especially when that guy who only attended one lecture got an A- while you got a mediocre B.
5. You buy books you hardly read. (Supposed to be your recommended readings) You read them in an effort to 'make your money worth'. Then you realize not only have you wasted money BUT also precious time when you remember nothing out of them to at least show them off in your final paper. Finally, you sell them off for $5 per book and two semesters later, you register for a module that you could totally use that same book.
6. You've cussed at countless vending machines that ate your money. You've shaken your head in sympathy for that guy who just got his money eaten by the machine. But you realize, nobody ever took the initiative to write a piece of paper that says "Out of Order" and stick it on the machine. This goes to show, there's a little sadist in every one of us. ;-)
7. You smile at all the exchange students and don't mind if they take advantage of your time in group projects. In any case, they aren't your direct competitors. But when it comes to your fellow college students, you are ruthless when it comes to peer evaluation.
8. The library is a conducive place to sleep, watch Grey's Anatomy on your laptop and whisper to your friends than study.
9. You try to save money by not eating. But you blow a couple dollars on junk food and caffeinated drinks from vending machines.
10. There are always more stairs and obstacles when you're running late for classes. You wonder why they built their faculty blocks so far apart. Nobody uses the gardens and open spaces anyway.
11. You judge a person's popularity by how many people one says hi to people as he meanders his way to his seat in a crowded lecture theatre. You judge a person's courage/stupidity by how many rows one walks down when he is late for lecture and the lecturer is already talking. You judge a person's coolness by how a person sits alone but doesn't give a hoot about it.
12. You boast about days that you don't have any lessons at all. You complain when things happen on those days and you have to come back to school for them. HAVE YOU EVER considered the feelings of people who DO HAVE lessons 5 days a week?!
13. Cliques still exist, but in a more, ahem, sophisticated sense of universal greeting but selective conversation. Example: "Hi everyone." --Pause-- "Hey Jenny, Penny and Denny, Sunday was great!" (The rest of the table are hapless eavesdroppers to a conversation they have zero idea about.) And for the record, shame on you if you are like that. But everyone's guilty of it, conscious or not.
14. You crush on different people for different lectures, tutorial classes and co-curricular activities. Secretly in your head, you imagine that they are competing against each other. But you never take action because you could never really imagine yourself dating them for real. Come next semester, hello, new people!
15. You notice that some people rotate their clothes way so often that you can even anticipate which shirt they come in on that day. But you never say anything about it, unless you're real good friends with them and you watch out for them against the fashion police.
16. Facebook is like the coolest website to be on whether you're in lecture, library or at lunch. But at some point in time, you reallly contemplated FACEBOOK SUICIDE.
17. You meet so many people you start forgetting their names or how/where you met them. You get embarrassed to talk to people if the only other time you ever talked to them is during orientation. But you do so anyway, especially if you're in desperate need of value at the printing counter.
18. You avoid people handing out flyers asking you to join clubs and selling cupcakes for fund-raising at all costs, especially on those days when you just want to check out that library book, grab a sandwich and coffee and barely have enough time to pee before your next class begins.
19. Walking into the canteen is a huge social event. You don't eat lunch on those unfortunate days when nobody you know is having the same lunchtime as you, or if your friends all decide to go on hunger strike for no reason at all.
20. You sometimes wonder why you don't have cooler/more beautiful friends. Then you chastise yourself and tell yourself to be thankful for them when you spot that occasional loner sitting/eating by oneself.
This list is, I dare say, endless. Look around and make your own list. Read You Know You're in College When... for the American take.
Currently listening to: Eddie Vedder's Hard Sun Rain washes away the dust and makes everything seem so clear.I really don't like December. There's this sense of finality when it comes to December, not only because it IS the last month of the year, but everything just starts winding down..and you can feel the lethargic purr of an engine of the world whirring slower and slower, almost coming to a stop but not quite yet... It keeps raining, drowning the world in a cloud of gloom and doom. Sure, the air is cooler and fresher. But give me summery heat anyday, if it meant lovely good ol' sunshine.
I don't like Christmas either. Not because I don't celebrate it, but because this place lacks everything Christmas needs. Number one, no snow. What is Christmas without snow? And you keep hearing songs that go 'Let it snow' and 'White Christmas', totally out-of-place. It's like celebrating Songkran in the middle of Sahara desert. And not only is it inappropriate, commercialisation has taken Xmas' classic line, 'giving is better than receiving' to a completely new level. And the latest Apple slogan nearly made me puke..."Give a gift that's music to your ears. iPod.". The most lame marketing pitch I've seen this Xmas yet. (Afterall I download the music anyway..iPod only delivers it to my ears.) Guess what's music to my ears? NO MORE annoying 'Jingle Bells' and Mariah Carey warbling 'all I want for Christmas is you~' when I go shopping in the malls. I know, Christmas is coming. The usual music, please!
The only good thing that comes out of December is probably the snuggling in the blankets when it's all cold (in local standards) and chilly, and I can finally see my friends without worrying about this assignment and that project for awhile. Although at times I miss the sense of 'having something to do', but I surely can deal with idleness for a couple more days. Who doesn't love having lesser things to do? And now, my desk is going to have a break from all the random papers, pens and eraserdust sprawled all over it. And...SLEEP, PARTY, FRIENDS, BEACH, here I come!
25 days before the world welcomes a brand new year. Have you set any New year resolutions this January? Chances are, even if it's not offical-official resolutions, you've told yourself that you'll be a better person for 2007. I know I did. I even know that I made some and I already forgot about them by April. And August rolls around and suddenly I'm thrown into the deep pool aka the last adolescence years -- college. And then suddenly *blink* December comes and I already feel like a not-so-fresh freshman. You can say that every year surpasses its predecessor, new experiences, wilder changes, stronger friendships, cooler buddies, and best of all, a better seasoned me. Like I told Ellis, 'BE MORE ELLIS' (that is more cheery, crazy and happy). And me...I'm just gonna be more me, appreciate life, friends, enjoy every moment, feel every emotion, soak up the sun and ignore the rain. This is, by far, the easiest resolution I've ever made. And this time next year, I hope I'll be proud to say, "I did it!"
Currently listening to: Get Him Back by Fiona Apple
Current obsessions: Hotel Song (Regina Spektor) and Sexual Healing (Sarah Conner & Ne-Yo) [oops, pardon the apparent non-apparent connection between the contexts of the song titles] Playng during exams = 自甘堕落(stolen from kate's nick)Once you have taken your first finals exam is like riding on the whooshing down part of the rollercoaster, that's right, the scary part (of anticipation) is over and now you just gotta face the sickening pit in your stomach. And all of a sudden, despite all the uncertainties, all the unfinished studying, it didn't matter anymore. Just pick up whatever is left, chomp on the books hard and sweat it out at the exam hall. :D Studying with Kate in NTU is no more productive than in school, but it sure beats slacking around (like NOW, again), and chilling out to classic rock music. Dark clouds are rolling in now, with the promise of a fantastic torrential downpour. Man, don't you love the crazy weather these days. Okay back to being a studying sucker. Play hard, work hard. Never play thinking about work, and work thinking about play. The Mojo died long agoI am seriously suffering from a bad case of cantstudyitis (translate: I can't study). Evidence #1: What am I doing blogging down here when I ought to be studying!
Holiday mood bug is already hitting me square in the face, and somehow I can't look at the notes spawled all over my desk. It's intimidating, and demoralizing at the same time, when you can already imagine what kind of grade awaits you..yet it doesn't serve as any good motivation force for me to go and study. *self kick in the ass*Get workin', biatch! MAJOR dilemmaFreshies like me are probably confronted with this MAJOR problem right about now, if they aren't really fixed on what they want to do in life. But honestly speaking, who is to say that whatever you have so painstakingly planned out for your life is going to unravel and unfold exactly the way you imagined/hoped it to be? Life, pardon the cliche, is unpredictable. There are so many twists and turns to it that you cannot even see around the next bend, let alone much further down the journey. But is that to say we should just give up holding the reins to our life and let it roll happily away from us? As much as it's very tempting, you wouldn't let that happen; you just can't. So what happens is you sit there feeling miserable that you are in fact not the owner of your fate, but you are forced to make some form of decision so that at the end of the day somebody (note: Yourself) can be responsible should your life turned out to be freaking amazing (the next Google creator) or bloody pathetic (slogging at a 9-5 job at minimal wage).
By now, you, if you are like me, must be thinking, This sucks core. I don't know if this is more like self-convincing or self-comforting words, but either way, we are starting to steep ourselves in the cruel realities of life.
Here's something I plucked out from this website -- giving you some (whacked-up) advice on which major you should take, and which you shouldn't:
Heed them at your own risk XD ENGLISH This involves writing papers about long books you have read little snippets of just before class. Here is a tip on how to get good grades on your English papers Never say anything about a book that anybody with any common sense would say. For example, suppose you are studying Moby Dick. Anybody with any common sense would say that Moby Dick is a big white whale, since the characters in the book refer to it as a big white whale roughly eleven thousand times. So in your paper, you say Moby Dick is actually the Republic of Ireland. Your professor, who is sick to death of reading papers and never liked Moby Dick anyway, will think you are enormously creative. If you can regularly come up with lunatic interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English. Remember, education is a lot more than just school. (I love this line!) On my latest cupcake obsession and swimming with a bunch of unruly kidsI think this is by far my healthiest obsession: making cupcakes. Not only making but eating them too. Cupcakes are the cutest and most divine form of cake, ever. Puffy and round at the top with tiny jagged ridges in its downward sloping sides. I am officially afflicted with the Izzie-Stevens-gone-depressed cupcake churning craze. Today's cupcake flavour: banana. You'll be surprised how easy it is to make 'em.
Swimming is supposed to be a relaxing, therapeutic form of exercise...you do your strokes and regulate your breathing, and swim along merrily when some ill-bred kid bellyflops into the pool, creates two million ripples and sends you going, "Was that a hippopotamus?!" I can swim now, hooray! ^_^ (proud smile) Okay, big deal right. YES, it's a big deal to me. Anyway, why can't parents teach their children simple pool etiquette such as watch where you swim, do not jump/cannonball/bellyflop randomly and nearly missing a bunch of people who are practising their swimming or just enjoying an idyllic dip in the pool. Freshmen Blues? Fear not! Artificial motivation on the wayNearing the last few weeks of Sem 1, I couldn't help but wonder where all the time went. I don't feel how much time has passed when sometimes I get so tired of being there for the moment and switch myself off to auto-pilot mode. I wish I'd done that less, but I'm not complaining yet. Auto-pilot lets you cruise without thinking too much, allowing yourself to slide and take a short breather. I stumbled upon this article about 10 Tips for College Students and found it pretty motivating and insightful, especially for a freshman...anything about anybody who has been there, done there and wished I'd done this-that more sounds particularly fascinating. Trust me, you will love it, freshman or not.
It's A Freaking Ocean Here, I SwearI'm sorry, I just can't do structured right now. I'm focused and all over the place at the same time. I trip over my own feet and I talk like I know what I'm saying. If you don't understand me, you are probably not meant to anyway. And that's perfectly fine.
I went shopping today. I need clothes. Okay, 'need' in the sense of 'I don't have anything to wear', both of which is not technically true but it's all in the head. Retail therapy's just satisfying. My happy-o-meter just went up 60 points after that. But I'm super pissed, they don't make clothes for slim people anymore. I am naturally slim. They are unnaturally fat. And they adjust clothes sizes according to the unnatural segment of the human population. It doesn't make sense; but I can always choose not to buy them. Alternatively, I should probably gorge myself for the sake of fashion. Now, that's a new (highly unnatural too) take on fashion and beauty, isn't it?
This is me, swimming in the ocean and looking for my piece of driftwood. I watched movies & TV shows for my READING weekIt's called Reading Week. But most of my readings remained untouched. Instead, I was busy watching movies and tv shows. Catching up on MTV's The Hills -- a guilty pleasure to see Lauren & gang traipsing around Hollywood in style and drama; the first 2 episodes of Gossip Girl injecting new teenage drama into the TV scene, proving to be addictive.
Been going though some movies this week. I realised the greatest actresses in Hollywood are perhaps the most underrated ones. These girls hardly ever appear in tabloids, too boring for the rumor mill? -- they stay in the entertainment background...until they break out for yet another time in a stunning, mind-blowing and life-changing movie. It's hard not to be proud of them, for not flaunting their fame by strutting around garnering attention for no reason, for not flaunting their wealth by engaging themselves in seemingly philanthropic charity work, for not flaunting their beauty by appearing in one too many ad campaigns that lined the fashion districts around the world.
Number one on my list: Hilary Swank. Two Oscar wins, and many fantastic movies under her belt. I saw her two award-winning films back to back for two days, Boys Don't Cry and Million Dollar Baby. Riveting performances that will have movie-goers nod in approval. Her Affair of the Necklace and Freedom Writers have her in very compelling roles as well... She is one actress who never gets 'stuck' in a certain look or role, she was a karate kid, a teacher, a transgendered person, a boxer, an aristocrat... Hilary will go a long way in this business. And I have this feeling she will eventually add a few more Oscars to her collection.
Next up is Cate Blanchett. She has quite a huge collection of interesting and amazing movies. The Good German and Notes on A Scandal are some recent ones she did. The scarily fantastic ones? Babel, The Talented Mr Ripley, Lord of The Rings, The Aviator, Elizabeth and Little Fish. All that and one Oscar! They really should review their standards.
The last one I have here is Jennifer Connelly. Somehow, brunettes don't get as much attention as blondes, despite being as good or even better at acting than the fair-haired ladies. Her work sparkles, too. One worthy mention piece is A Beautiful Mind. I love her perfomance in Requiem For A Dream, and I've yet to see her latest Reservation Road. Some rockin' ones are The Hulk, Blood Diamond and House of Sand & Fog. GO Jenny!
And this talk about movies just makes me wanna watch some more. This has got to stop! :-) Talking about How to stop a headache before it starts - More Health News - MSNBC.comStep One, read this article...it doesn't take long and it's quite nice to read...I swear 7:45 a.m.: Get caffeinated - Hey, looks like they are on the right track this time round! Coffee is a must-have, though I'm not sure if I even enjoy drinking it. 10:45 a.m.: Do a posture check - I suppose the longer you sit in one position, the more likely your muscles will ache. 11:30 a.m.: Break for H2O - What...one water break almost 4 and a half hours after the appointed waking time... I say, drink whenever you look at your glass/bottle of water. 12:30 p.m.: Skip the sandwich - I say, get out and have a proper lunch. Sandwiches are for emergencies. 3 p.m.: Take a time-out - Oh yeah...time-outs rock. 6 p.m.: Slip into your sneakers - Who has energy for a jog, really? Bust out your computer games or pop in a DVD! 8:30 p.m.: Wind down slowly - In a perfect world, we could all wiiiind dooown slooowly at 8.30 in the evening. Who are they trying to kid? Most of us are still struggling with work late into the night..maybe into the wee hours of morning. We usually wind up knocked out than having a chance to wind down. Metalmouth no more! *teeth-baring grin*Today was the day I had been waiting for for the one and a half years! I went to the orthodontist and got my braces removed! Yays! :) Though it felt as though my teeth were coming off one by one as she extricated the brackets, it was a pretty amazing moment as I sat in the reclining chair, thinking 'Hey, this is it...goodbye braces! My dear friend who cuts my tongue ever so often when I eat!' As I run my tongue across my smooth and naked teeth, it felt as though something is missing and there's a lot of empty spaces in my mouth! But as you should already know by now, people get used to everything overtime, as long as it doesn't kill them, so I think by this time next week I'd have completely forgotten what it's like to wear braces. I'll be getting two new friends next week though, they are called retainers and they are not cheap. XD Today Has Been A-OKIt's amazing how The Desk can morph into a monstrous pile of all-the-things-you-thought-you-never-had when you leave it to fester for a couple of days. A self-proclaimed neat freak, I stared with absolute horror at the creative mess sitting on my desk (it's still there, mind you) and wondered about lifting a finger to deal with it...and then the sloth in me would overwhelm the neat freak screaming in the depths of my sub-conscious and the mess just keeps growing. That's freshers' fatigue for you. I can't be bothered anymore. Yeah right.
Down with freshers' flu, the one that attacks you when you think you are superhuman, sleeping only 3 hours everyday and still manage to remain perky, fresh-faced and smiley amidst the stifling mountain of readings, tutorials, assignments and projects. Bleah, I groaned, downing another glass of water with a standard blue paracetemol pill.
Am currently the new Project director of Geog Challenge. As I dipped my toes for the first time into this pool of a daunting task that looms ahead of me, I could feel that it would indeed prove to be something that I have yet overcome. Often faced with this question, what inspired me to take up this post? I would say it's the challenge (pardon the pun, really) that attracts and intrigues me, and I would really like to engage myself in something meaningful that I can take away with as I enjoy (or secretly hate) my days in uni. And right now, all I can hope for, and I believe it to be true, is for everyone to work together and keep the passion and enthusiasm burning for the rest of the upcoming months as we pull this thing together. Can you feel the adrenaline already?
And if I could just wave and see the mess on my desk disappear with a whirl of pixie dust...
Song lyrics | Miss Halfway lyrics Saturday Night FeverHad our Geographical Society's Dinner & Dance yesterday. The theme was retro, so most people came decked in their flashy retro wares with polka dots, psychadelic designs and huge sunglasses. Our profs and seniors all came. The wall decor was kewl, whoever thought up putting up the records and their sleeves is genius.
Our table seemed really lucky 'cause more than half of us won something from the draw... We also won the table game...which just proved that we are a very blissed bunch of folks from the start! That's a good sign eh. I really liked Heather's cute plasticky yellow diamond earrings which matched with her bright canary yellow headband. And Daniel came with an Afro wig which suited the theme perfectly. It's real fun especially when we were taking photos 'cause everyone was in their silly retro clothes. Jonathan in his slicked-back hairdo was real spontaneous when it came to the 'retro pageant' that we had, eliciting roars of hilarious laughter from the crowd. I wore my mom's dress from her youth, a purple tea-length dress with gold motifs and puffy cup sleeves. I really looked super old-fashioned in it, haha! I didn't intend to wear it at first but looks like it's pretty apt for the occasion. Hope everyone had lotsa fun! And the next dinner would be in 2 years' time!
Pretty cool, nearly everyone from our 42nd MC were present, looking forward to working with them in the very near future. Our first event with the new committee was considered pretty much a success since everyone mingled well and are warming to one another real fast. Good bonding session. :D
Currently obsessions: Caramel almond fudge icecream! (p/s: to hell with calorie-counting) I'm the skinny biatch your mama wished you wereI'm sorry. I weigh in at less than 95 pounds. I'm super skinny and I have flat abs (don't turn green sometimes it's even concave) and guess what, I can't help it! I eat my meals as much as my appetite permits, and I do have a fairly decent appetite on most days. I skip breakfast when I'm running late (which is maybe 4 days a week?) but when I do eat I eat a bowl of oatmeal with no sugar or milk, and a cup of coffee. I eat vegetables, I actually like vegetables. And I try not to eat fast food, if I do I'll do a couple calorie-shedding exercises in hopes of banishing the badness of it all. You know the saying 'You are what you eat.". I'm not a stick-thin prude that's anal about what I eat or anything, I'm just prudent with my food choices as long as it's possible for me to choose. Occasionally I cave in and eat 3 bowls of ice-cream or half a bar of Cadbury's milk chocolate. I try to get up on my feet as much as possible, and I move about during commercial breaks when I watch TV. I'm learning how to swim now so I can do that kayak around Singapore expedition thing, so it's once or twice a week of intensive practice at the pool. Does chasing the bus every morning count as exercise?
What I'm saying is, being thin/slim/skinny (or whatever you call it) is a choice that you can make. There are probably some lucky biatches around us who's born with a lithe frame, others don't. Blame it on the genes, if you have to. But in defense to all the skinny girls in the world out there, we are not anorexic as much as we do look like starve ourselves sick on purpose. We do eat! (Hard to believe huh?) Yes, sometimes we binge and eat quite a bit but other times we just exercise self-restraint and tell ourselves mentally what we should and can eat. Then again, not all skinny people are healthy, neither do they work out often. Which gets to the point that if you do have a bit of muscle, you aren't fat or anything, as long as you're fit, healthy, toned and happy with yourself. So size (quantity) doesn't matter, it's quality. And if you still covet that Kate Moss-esque figure, nobody's going to keep telling you to get up on your feet to do 300 jumping jacks to minus off that McChicken burger you just consumed. It's just you and your head between flabbiness and tone.
a state of chaos: my sanctuaryMy room is probably my most favorite place ever. I suddenly realized how much I'm in love with my lovely hideout, where all my stuff is and where I can dance like nobody's watching, sing like nobody's listening and sleep like there's no tomorrow. My wall is covered in postcards, my favorites being the "Goodbye Lenin!" and the pair of "Paris Je T'aime" movie postcards I have. Currently my whole room is about to go into a state of emergency... it has all the weirdest and most essential things, from all sorts of stationery (you name it I probably have it) to Kate's freshly-cut lilies in a vase to my many booklets of readings stacked haphazardly on each other to Kate's shiny red cheerleading pompoms strewn on the floor to Daniel Craig and Cameron Diaz side-by-side in the cards on my wall. "Cole's Law: Thinly sliced cabbage" says one of my cards which have quotes on them. I couldn't really complain...I couldn't have any better...almost... I could use a slightly bigger wardrobe...or perhaps a new shelf...
Currently listening: Madonna's Open Your Heart Why CORS irritate the hell out of me and the inventor is a birdbrainI'm quite sure most people who have the "pleasure" to use the state-of-the-art system also known as CORS have experienced some sort of frustration with how (ironically) inefficient it actually is despite it being a tool to "help" us. Why can't we go back to the good old kiasu Singaporean first-come-first-served basis system? After all, the early bird gets the worm, the fastest internet connection gets the desired slot. Bidding and balloting is a complete waste of time, since there is no intelligence in the system. The world ought to operate on the theory of the survival of the fittest... the only way to justify the means.
Went for the DanceBlast trial lesson on Mon. Hiphop dance is some blood-pumping badass stuff indeed. Our instructor who's also our senior in the club I think taught all of us a 5-set routine. Pretty cool to get a taste of what it's all about. But I still think the idea of going outdoors appeals to me much more than learning choreographed moves. The search for the ultimate CCA is endless, I tell you. Shagged and still haven't read my readings, that's meWent for the capoeira (an Afro-Brazilian dance combined with martial arts) appreciation class with Marcus and Shawn. Instead of just sitting around to watch the practitioners do their thang, we had to get up on our lazy bums to try it out, which is a fun eye-opening and refreshing experience. Have always been fascinated by capoeira, since I knew what it's all about. It takes a combination of strength, stamina and sense of rhythm to get the whole act together, a challenge for the psycho-motor-impaired I must say. I realised I can't do a stupid cartwheel for nuts. Thank goodness I ain't a monkey in the zoo or I'll be thrown out. Anyway, it was a really great experience that could potentially further into a nice interest until the cost of the lessons really put me off..haha.. the whole package chalks up to nearly $350 (lessons + uniform). It's pretty scary. And the music could be a little distracting at times. Maybe I just concentrate better in silence. So I guess it's out until maybe next time I earn my own keep.
Arts Bash: Arts fac really has some hot kids around. Quite disappointing that our og mate Farhan didn't win, but it's more a popularity contest than anything else. It's okay...our og is still the hottest (self-proclaimed). Don't know what possessed me but me and I-just-met Kristie were like the only two crazy people dancing on the podium... My defense: I don't think I'll be doing that anytime soon or even at all in future, moreover, if not for us, they won't be anyone on it... And what did people always say about once-in-a-lifetime insane moments... Heh, okay and to satisfy the inner bathroom-singer in me -- that was one of em yea. x_x
Currently listening to: Fucking Boyfriend by The Bird And The Bee
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