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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.
Dissecting Grey's Anatomy into 5 Great PartsChances are, if you are as into the hottest medical drama of the right-now as I am, you should already sorta know why you love it. But love is such an elusive thing, so hard to put in words, so difficult to explain, that you might not know even exactly why Grey's Anatomy seizes your heart and sends it into such a frenzy it nearly suffers cardiac arrest...
I, a tv-watching intern, shall stand before you, imaginary scalpel in latex-gloved hand, and try to dissect and delve into the many reasons we would hyperventilate at the sight of McDreamy and his blue-clothed posse. Grey's Anatomy, on the surface:
A bunch of haggard-looking, hair-tousled, scrub-donning (albeit rather attractive) medical interns running around a hospital set most of the time. * * *
Grey's Anatomy, underneath all that, houses 5 GREAT reasons why we wouldn't mind the occasional blood-splattering scenes:
5. THE PLOT
It's dark and twisty, just like Meredith. It's warm and fuzzy and sweet, just like Izzie and George's friendship. It's sexy and ooh-la-la, just like the Derek-Meredith/Izzie-Alex Mark-Addison clandestine moments. It has everything you need, want and crave for. It is real, no, HYPER-real. It is larger than life, it's like forcibly putting your eye over the microscope looking over life, poking into the minor details and blowing them way out of proportions to tug at your vulnerable heartstrings. It has its fair share of ups and downs. It contains mini bombs and two-hour-special-climaxes. It's mind-blowingly heart-stopping. 4. THE CHARACTERS
There's someone for everyone. Meredith Grey - the weird, moody, dark, hot chick. Izzie Stevens - the beauty queen/control freak. George O'Malley - the sensitive new age man/the best guy friend. Cristina Yang - the inert, brusque, emotionless, focused overachiever. Alex Karev - the cute yet insensitive, scruffy take-it-easy guy. Derek Shepherd - the dreamily gorgeous, talented heartbreaker. Preston Burke - the cool, calm, collected intelligent man. Miranda Bailey - the super-efficient Mafia boss with a maternal charm. Everyone identifies with at least a little piece or two of one or many of them. Their insecurities and their flaws are real. And we love it because we wish we could embrace it and thrash it around as well as they did.
3. THE SOUNDTRACK
I could feel my blood flowing against its flow, my lungs nearly collapsing, my brain feeling a little woozy...almost..
The songs are modern and up-to-date yet tinged with an individualistic flavour thanks to their less-than-mainstream origins. It explores interesting obscure genres like electronica (Goldfrapp, Peter Bjorn and John), folk and indie (Anya Marina, Metric, Tegan & Sara), but not forgetting pop (KT Tunstall) and alternative (Coldplay, Keane) for the music common man. 2. THE DRAMA
They speak for themselves literally. Some people claimed it gets a little dragged out and boring after a while, but this is what builds up enough suspense and content to create the next high. If it's all high-impact drama all the way, it would just be numbing to the nerves after the second season. There's the weekly ER or medical situation (major operation/strange illness/huge disaster scene) for the standard medical fare. The three-way relationship between Meredith-Derek-Addison, the sexual tension between Izzie-Alex & Izzie-George & Alex-Addison, the constantly bickering and kissing-and-making-up between Cristina and Preston, the coming-together of George & Callie and later Izzie's involvement, and other relationship/marital issues form the s-e-x in the anatomy of the show. Medicine is good for your ailments but sex sells. Nerve-racking, hilarious and spine-tingling drama.
1. THE LIFE LESSONS (aka Meredith's quotes)
Life lessons are incorporated and carefully woven into each episode and drawn out tenderly as the story unravels itself. We learn about expectations, friendship, failure, success, betrayal and recovering from hurt from Meredith, although she's probably not the best person to be dishing out such wise words. We appreciate them, because they remind us of what we've been through, they warn us of the possible consequences of our reckless actions, they act as a form of catharsis for us, they make us feel that it's okay to make mistakes and we are not alone in this world.
Now, if you're sitting there wondering what's Grey's Anatomy, run out of your cave and start watching, or you'll be missing out on the best medical treatment primetime television has ever undergone.
Currently listening to: Ivy's Feel So Free Katherine Heigl + James Marsden = Refreshingly juicy chemistry Currently listening to: Regina Spektor - Better You Can Never Get Enough of BradI just stumbled upon this ultra gorgeous picture of Brad from V Magazine (which, by the way, oozes pure sexxx) and couldn't help but be reminded of how seriously handsome the Hottest Man of Earth still is. The Brad here is so Fight Club (the boxing stance) meets Ocean's Eleven (the bling watch) meets Se7en (the leather jacket and short not-so-blond crew cut). Love the short cropped teased hair with the sideburns. Still looking barely a day past 25 and fighting fit sexy. Watch out Angelina...for you don't wanna be drop when you're hot too.
Current obsessions: BOOKS and... Amy Winehouse's rendition of Valerie 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] I *heart* Jap Boybands q[^_^]pDang, not another blog entry about music again! Sorry, when you're passionate about something you just cannot help going on and on about it...can you? ^_^
Why... a Japanese 'nado just swept through my door and now I'm listening to...gasp, J-pop! That, plus, I'm now catching up on the Kimura's ancient Hero series, so I can actually watch it the movie version...so explains the revival of SMAP from the Siberia of music land.
Sure, I am totally against the kawaii thing (and that's only because people who are totes UN-KAWAII pretending to be cute, and did I mention that's totes disgusting?) but I'm not against kawaii boys singing bubblegummilicious pop music. Cuteness transcends all boundaries. So, that justifies why I'm listening to SMAP (I know it's really old but vintage is coming back in full force, aint it? ;-] ) and thanks to my lil sis, and heaven forbid, KAT-TUN. But... some of their saccharinely sweeet songs are kind of catchy... so they found their way into my indie-electronica-rock-packed mp3 player... boybands 4-evah! ~<3
On rotation: q[^_^]p
夜空のむこう - SMAP
Shake - SMAP
どんないいいこと - SMAP
世界にひとつだけの花 - SMAP
BANG ! BANG ! ƒoƒJƒ“ƒX ! - SMAP
ありがとう - SMAP
セロリ - SMAP
仆らの街で - KAT-TUN
Your smile (サプリOP) - KAT-TUN
Real Face - KAT-TUN
喜びの歌 - KAT-TUN
Currently listening to: Teppei Koike - Kimi ni okoru uta (*GASP*) [My lil sis is totes obsessed with CUTE boys like him but I think he looks a girl :P] Pre-Holiday Dance PlaylistI shalln't hide this anymore, not that it's much a secret anyway. I love making playlists, and I make some darn good ones too, if you are into the dancey tunes of electronica, pop, R&B and techno. Here's a rundown on some great dance music to tide you through before Christmas blues freeze your dancing shoes over. (I've 'em all, so if you need any, feel free to drop a message.)
26 songs = a healthy mix of good, sexy R&B, techno, dance, pop, electronica and romantic ballads. Rejoice, world!
Beautiful Girls (Remix) - Sean Kingston feat. Fabolous & Lil Boosie
2 Hearts - Kylie Minogue
Destination Calabria - Alex Gaudino
Last Night - P. Diddy Feat. Keyshia Cole
Blinded by the Light (Radio Cut) - Michael Mind Feat. Manfred Mann's Earth Band
Puttin' on the Ritz - Shiny Toy Guns
Gimme More - Britney Spears
Get Naked (I've Got A Plan) - Britney Spears
Perfect Exceeder - Mason Vs Princess Superstar
Le Disko - Shiny Toy Guns Clumsy - Fergie
Because Of You - Ne-Yo
Big Girl - Mika
Stronger - Kanye West
Early Morning (Jason Nevins Remix) - Britney Spears
Perfect Lover - Britney Spears
Crazy - Lumidee feat. Pitbull
Don't Stop The Music - Rihanna
Sexual Healing - Sarah Connor feat. Ne-Yo Do It Well - Jennifer Lopez
Que Si, Que No - Hot Banditoz
Music Is My Hot Hot Sex - Cansei De Ser Sexy
When Did Your Heart Go Missing - Rooney
Give It to Me (Remix) - Timbaland feat Justin Timberlake & Nelly Furtado
The Way I Are - Timbaland feat. will.i.am
Currently listening to: Girlfriend (Remix) - Avril Lavigne Ft. Lil' Mama
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! Blair & Chuck's Symphony : Fiendish LoveInspiration struck while watching Gossip Girl's Victor, Victrola episode. Blair and Chuck are fast becoming the IT couple on the show. Somehow, I think they look deviliciously good together. Here's my 'poetic' take on their sizzling hot scene in the limo.
Blair & Chuck's Symphony
Red hot blood coursing through the veins
Image of him, flooding all her brain In the same old place Embracing a brand new solace A familiar face
Blazing a stranger’s fiendish gaze Filthy lewd plunderers Carefree lazy sojourners Fingers, tongues and legs entwine
Under the moonlight oh so clandestine Bonnie and Clyde can close the deal tonight Cares abandoned for the soul’s delight 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!) The Blow delivers poetry in an indie-pop song“Parentheses” by The Blow: Some philosophies fuel belief in the self, Now and then you can bend And when you’re holding me When you’re holding me If something in the deli aisle makes you cry, If something in the deli aisle makes you cry, You’re not a baby if you feel the world © All rights reserved by The Blow. 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.
Two Human Species in the future?The evolution of human species is all about the survival of the fittest. Among the humans walking the Earth, I believe most would very much desire to possess the ideal qualities that make a perfect man or woman, that is the best masculine or feminine traits possible in order to find a partner (that they will hopefully eventually mate with to produce offspring) that matches their preferences and can best propagate their genes. A good visible example would be Shiloh Jolie-Pitt, the daughter of the Most Good-Looking Couple (Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie), which together is probably easily one of the most dynamic, creative and talented couples in the world. And then think about how people usually and most likely end up marrying someone of similar educational standards or same class category in a typical modern society, and with an increasing number of educated people in many industrialised and developed countries, this selective kind of union will not only persist but grow exponentially. We cannot deny that a lot of couples come together because of the initial physical attraction, that is, they find one another handsome and beautiful. (With that said, beauty is, of course, in the eye of the beholder.) And if we follow this argument, naturally the better-looking people will end up together (since the probability of them being attracted and thus pursued by a potential mate is much higher) and the less appearance-inclined members of the human species will come together or perhaps sadly, not find a partner in the failed quest for a desirable mate. At the end of the day, after several generations and much evolution, we will come down to a socially-constructed 'master race' which is not an intended effect but a result of humans' general logical preference for beautiful, healthy partners.
This sounds pretty scary, since if in any form you are a little less than perfect, you can imagine your grand-grand-grand-grand-grand..children possibly going over to the 'dark side', that is the "dim-witted" variant of the human sub-species, instead of the more superior and elite genetic upper class. This brings a whole new look to the dimension of class, because this class stems from biological characteristics and in other words, impossible to detach from one's identity. So are these inferior humans still consider humans? Will they be treated equally as humans, or reared as pets, or kept as slaves? In the case that this does happen, the less inferior sub-species will only become increasingly inferior as they breed amongst themselves and possibly have a lot of recessive genes going on there...and eventually they will either die off naturally, or the superior race might do a genocide of the inferior so they can rule the world like the ultimate master race.
This might only happen in the next 1,000 years. We are definitely not going to live till then to see that. But somehow it still bugs me because those future people, assuming apocalypse doesn't come before then, will be possibly an extension of myself, and a piece of me will probably experience that. And it cannot be regulated and evened out since selection of mate is always a personal choice (sure don't hope it becomes a state-enforced random lottery - horrors). Now we can totally imagine a Hollywood movie in the very near future detailing a scenario similar to this. It's Britney, Bitch.You thought this day would never come. For the Britney haters,you wished this day would never come. But alas, Britney Bitch is back! This time she has taken to embracing a new music genre: electro pop, and with much gusto, she delivered Blackout. Her first single Gimme More suffered a rather unjustified opening when Britz gave a lacklustre performance during the last VMAs. Some of her other tracks prove to be better... if you liked Maddy's Confessions on a Dancefloor and JT's FutureSex/LoveSounds, you will love Britney's Blackout. Despite all the child custody, hit-and-run and diva-fits drama, Britney is not blacking out. Not now. 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. |
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