Strangers Again

Sent a couple of photos to develop last month. While sieving through (very briefly) my photo archive, filtering out the tonnes food pictures, duplicates, blurry and ones with horrendous lightning, I begin to wonder.. Did you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? Cos I sure have loads! It makes me wonder how many people have pictures of me, how many moments of other people's lives we've been in or could have been in. Were we part of someone's life when their dream came true, or were we there when their dreams eventually died? Did we keep trying to get in, as if we were somehow meant to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think, you could be a big part of someone else's life, and not even know it.

Sated

It's been a long, tiring & sleeepy day.
The highlights were breakfast, lunch & supper.
Yes, it's always about the food.

3 char siu paus

3 m&s red current puff

half a helping of fried rice with bits of siu yuk(!!!)
a glass of choc milk
a tumbler of fake lime juice from an effervescence tablet

a (huge) bowl of dessert

and one ayam special cheese past midnight 

I feel almost pregnant :3

Such A Prick

I've come to realize that you can't step into a rosy future if you keep trippin up on the thorns of your past. But sometimes it can't be avoided. Reflecting would be like looking at a bloody bandage from an old wound, simply to remind yourself of the pain one has gone through.

Rocky Roads

Where's the light at the end of the tunnel?

Immensity

“I’d be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string.”

— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Idiotbox

I hardly watch the idiotbox. Given the circumstances of my living conditions, you'd think its normal. But even when I am on long (is two weeks deemed long??) holiday breaks, or in the last four weeks that I've permanently moved back home, you wouldn't find me in front of the idiotbox either. It's that I just don't have time! I just can't sit still in front of the box for hours at the time when there's that fat book I've been wanting to pick up. just. sitting. there...

Though, I've follow television series such as Big Bang Theory, Chuck and my newest addiction for 2 Broke Girls, I very seldom sprint off on marathon sessions on the couch until 5 am for consecutive days.

It is beyond me how people can engulf a forty episode drama series; 40 minutes per episode, in just three days. How?!! No need sleepeatshit is it?


Though...


I grew up watching A LOT of cartoons and children's programme, when I mean A LOT — it's alot! This pair of glasses comfortably perched on the bridge of my nose is a dead giveaway. I must have watched every episode of Sesame Street, twice at least D:

I remember how I used to wake up at 8 every morning to catch my fav cartoons on telly as a kid — no alarms necessary. Talk about dedication!

Sometimes I wish these cartoons would continue on, as I genuinely believe the cartoons of my generation were the best, and well suited for generation today as well.

Flipped through Cartoon Network recently and I have absolutely no idea what is so appealing about the cartoons now, or perhaps I'm growing up?

Dissonant, Disoriented & Undefined

So it took me two years to get from that dissonant, disoriented and undefined state to where I am comfortably perched today. It took several tries but I guess the saying "third times a charm" rings true in this case.

@weishya

Round lenses, square pictures. 

On Instagram.

Life Update

Because why the hell not, right?

One, in exactly two days I will be packing up my life here in Ululand and shipping everything I've amassed over the last four years, back home.

Two, that being said...packing makes me sad. But I am also way excited about going home! More so than could possibly be healthy. Reason being, haven't seen the family in four weeks! T___T

Three, I'm bracing myself towards all things healthy my mother (and FatHer) will be pushing under my nose. I’d say what else is new, but this time, I'll willingly digest it all cos after 4 loooooong years of college, I kinda want to live long enough to see what happens next.

Four, I took a chance. May have had some doubts at first but it's all so worth it now!

Five, I really need to get my eyes checked. Or maybe it's the haze, I don't know.

Berry Much

“But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

Life's A Milkshake. Shaken, Not Stirred

"Life is difficult for everyone. Each and everyone of us have a fair share of stress and worries (some bigger than others) and we all need someone in our lives that we can lean on. We are inclined to believe that we can't talk to someone because they have problems too or that your family, friend or loved one would be better off without you or your problems. You’d find out that they need you just as much as you need them."

Of sleep and more.

These days, gaining sufficient sleep has become a curiously difficult task. Despite the fact that everyone is bestowed with 24 glorious hours a day, Earth is still revolving on its axis as we know it, hence I am forced to believe it is because of my status as a (possibly) final year ACCA student.

Granted that (with some help) I have manage to uphold my routine of being punctual for a few weeks straight (most days than some), except that nasty tutorial on Thursday where the venues are smacked on two different ends of the planet. This being on time practice is mindlessly tiresome which makes me wonder how I've managed it so consistently before this! (haha)

The canons of being an accounting student have not changed over the years since enrollment in May 2008. Well maybe it's got a bit tougher and I've got stupider (no, I'm serious) ..

The proliferation of peers falling behind is just depressing and has continued unabated over the years. It has become a crisis of abundance; especially when you suddenly find yourself caught in that whirlwind of despair.

Cutting back on sleep time to cure this case of perpetual stupidity is definitely a challenge. It's as if I am summoned to move mountains and divide the seas, so to speak. If I were to superanalyze my daily tasks down to the minutes, I definitely can snooze lesser, take fewer showers, eat faster, never watch another episode of Big Bang Theory and stop restocking Tiny Tower.

Time. We always think we have so much of it.

Backdated; March 2012. 

At Fingertips

Since I acquired my own iPod, I finally comprehend what the hype was all about.

The multitude of crazy useful apps have since dominated my existence, and I find myself using it all the time and I can't imagine life without it (which is funny cos I made it so far without it before this and now there's no turning back). And that scares the shit outta me, being so dependent on a gadget.

Believe me when I say that there's an app for everything. When I mean everything, I really do mean just that. Otherwise, how do you explain this? -_-"

My initial purpose was to use it as a media player and ebook reader to immerse myself in the free books available for download. And soon curiosity over the other apps took hold of me — plus from recommendations of various iPhone/iPod/iPad users that I know soon led me to the wonders of apps like Office, PDF Reader (to check my timetable and the likes of it) Camera+, SoundHound (record a snippet of song, upload it to the Internet and instantly get to know the song title and artist of the song! I’ve been using it a lot when I listen to song in my friend's car or while window shopping and can't place a name to the song — you can’t imagine how many times I’ve tried to memorise bits of the lyrics, scurried to type it down in my phone's notes, and then later Google the lyrics which is too damn mafan), Hippo Dictionary (an absolute lifesaver to help translate pin yin chinese characters to English and vice versa), at one point I got crazy about restocking my Tiny Tower on a timely fashion and a whole lot more lah.

In retrospect, I sometimes think having a power devise that one can easily slip into your back pocket and bring it everywhere and anywhere is a destructive thing. I find myself having no time to let my mind wander/daydream, as every possible free time; be it while commuting or in the loos — is spent immersing myself in ebooks or taking care of the welfare of my people on Sims.

I don't people watch on my train rides anymore. Don't even get me started about how these power devises are putting human interaction at risk. Haih.

Out of the Usual

Woke up to get cracker and cheese. Heading back to bed now. Tak sampai twenty steps pon! Absolutely love being at home on a Monday night lor :)

See you tomorrow, May!

Friendly Analogy

Life is kind of like a party. You invite a lot of people, some leave early, some stay all night, some laugh with you, some laugh at you, and some show up really late. But in the end, after the fun, there are a few who stay to help you clean up the mess. And most of the time, they aren’t even the ones who made the mess. These people are your real friends in life. They are the ones who matter most.

March'12

I tried to love you, March. But then, you did this thing where instead of just being grey, you got cold. And wet. And I had a series of assignments and presentations and tests and things got unpleasant. Food lost its appeal and I lost a chunk of weight. And regained some. The weather, as we are all experiencing now, is annoyingly sunny. It might just be this time of year, but I’m feeling pretty ambivalent about things.

Backdated; 13 February 2012

There was no greeting. 

No introduction to cushion the blow. 

Just words. 

Lots of words.

Empty words. 

Making references. 

That announced a tragedy.
Bhamm.

It hits you on the head

With a bolt of lightning.

And you're left to deal with the aftermath.

Took me the longest of time 

to come to terms with it 

but alas let bygones be bygones.

The only good that comes out of it is that

you'd wake up the next day a lil tougher (harder)

Opposites Attract

“There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You’d think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not the opposite is true. You see, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists, well without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.” - Modern Family S03E09

Make It Good

March 1st, 2012 - 1.20 AM

Am in the midst of studying for a test, The Cab crooning on the current playlist and delightfully spooning honey star (and rockets) swimming from a bowl of full cream milk; while trying not to think of the large amounts of calories that was.

That said, have a good month ahead everyone!

Anew

Life begins again at sunrise.

24 hours til the next one.

Tik tock, tick tock.

Squeezed

We get lots of squeezes in life. Some are good ones, like hugs and orange juice. Some are not so good.  At times we get squeezed too tight and need to take a breather. Other times, we become obsessed in achieving that one thing that it engulfs everything on the horizon; we lose sight of the bigger picture. We often take on too much. More than we can handle. Too much food on the plate, so to speak. We all want to get the most out of life, but some people seem to squeeze more out of it than others. This month I am trying to embrace the good and the bad squeezes equally :)

So Far So Good

As of every morning this week (and subsequent mornings following) i start the day with a mission to fight the evils of the morning bed.

As of this week, discounting the holidays, I've been surprisingly successful at being on time for every appointment and class on my timetable too; with only two minutes to spare before the class commences and I'm forced to whip out my stationary at the speed of light. Ok, so I need to work on leaving my room a few minutes earlier -.-

I am just relieved the snail power I've mastered the earlier weeks of the year has been tamed :D let's hope I don't fall into relapse eh?

-

I'm looking for a remedy for the kind of tired that sleep does not know how to cure.

Mali's

"The worst battle you have to fight is between what you know and what you feel. "

Oh, who am I to kid? I am most definitely not hungry at 1.40 am, just stop browsing thru food pictures already.

Note: The above is the legendary roadside nasi lemak sold within the vicinity of my study place. Its infamous hot, sweet and spicy sambal tickles my spicy intolerant taste-buds silly but don't care lah, whack only! Served with steamin' hot coconut milk rice; crispy fried chicken and mata kerbau egg is optional. Usually eaten  frequently on days before an exam paper to satisfy late night cravings. Hahaha.

3am and a Notepad file

Somewhere in this world there's another me, doing things I don't have the courage to and living my dream.