Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Stones and Sweets

I just want to rant now la! Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I don't know, of late I just feel I'm constantly talking to the wall, how can you be soooooooo non-responsive these days, when you've fed me sweets. It's so easy to kid around with you and say stupid stuff and giggle away, but it's really strange now how sometimes I feel I'm stretching too far just to touch you. I want to reach out, but I can't, I can't when you make me feel I'm an intruder, snows and stones don't belong in your area is it.

I don't know where you're heading now. I don't like this guessing game. Why won't you gimme more than 1 sentence? Do you not care bout I how I feel?

Earth Tremor

My bed shakes, abrasively. It's mid night, I'm alone, and it freaks me quite a bit. Why on earth is my bed shaking?! For a second I thought it's the unit below doing some harsh job, but that doesn't make sense. It's a bit non sensical to be real. Holding on to my laptop (that's my baby), I dont know why I den look out the window. All I can see is only the swaying tree branches. And the chilly wind brushing agaisnt my cheek.

The tremor doesn't stop. I can feel it's coming from the bottom. The building, the building is shaking now! Still in doubt, I choose to stay on my rocking bed, the long standing mirror which is leaning against the wall is quivering too, adding sound effect telling something is not too right. And the side table is wobbling. It feels as though something is goin to collapse. My instinct tells me, quick, save your assignments, that's the last thing you want to lose if anything happens. And it's just sooo funny to think bout it now. My assignments are more important? Oh yea.

10 seconds. It all happens within a short 10 seconds, or maybe long. So yeap, we've this lil earth tremor in the UK, across 6 or more counties. Unexpected, but apparently it's not uncommon as they'd worse earthquake in 2002 with some damages.

update: BBC reported the earthquake. I didn't know it's a 5.2 in magnitude earthquake.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Unexpected Episode

She can see the street, orange. That's the familiar street lamp, she's finally home.

As she steps out of the car, she can feel the winter wind whipping her hair, almost abrasively. It's a cold night. She just wants to get into the building now.

'Hey', he holds her back. She turns to him with question and the next thing she knows is he's reaching to her cheeks. 1 peck on each side. Firm and, weird.

'That's part of the process', he tries to explain but it sounds more like a murmur, he's as nervous as she's a bit choked at what's jus happened. It's an awkward of seconds.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Not convinced

I'm not exactly relieved even the doctor said the pain will go away sooner or later. There aint any bone fracture. A good news I suppose, but....I dooon't know, I'm not quite convinced. Not like I'm after a 30 mins consultation, but 5 mins including talkin and pressing my back bone a bit and knocking my knees abit, I just cannot feel better with the 'good news' she announced.

Why would the pain become worse after 3 weeks when it should be healing? If pain is inversely proportional to time like what she said, I should be feeling less pain rite?

Lets jus see if it it's goin to get any better. Fingers crossed. Amy's story freaks me a lil.

And I should try to kiss the floor in a correct way next time, if it happens again. Yea, as if I can control such action! Sheesh.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

I can't vote

Was browsing for information on how to vote as a student studying from overseas and came across this blog, which gives some useful information on what to do to vote from overseas.

And the outcome is I can't vote for the coming GE, not even as a postal voter because I've not registered myself as a voter! I know, shame on me! I really should've done that earlier.

The moral of the story is, register yourself as soon as you turn 21 and not wait till the last minute.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Smell, Memory, Emotion, Behavior

When nothing else subsists from the past, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered the smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls bearing resiliently, on tiny and almost impalpable drops of their essence, the immense edifice of memory" -Marcel Proust

Why does smell has this ability of instantaneously triggering the memories of events? and then create that powerful rush of emotion?? And when you've decided that THAT is a nice smell, you like it, it will always be processed as nice, never otherwise.

I'm having this realisation which is stopping me from exploration of others.

That scent, is holding me back from every other possibilities; that scent, is intoxicating my every senses. Like the honey bee to flower.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Speak or Shut Up

Just because you have things to say, it does not mean others want to listen. Learn to shut up.

By M.L. Lai

Aww. I love this phrase.

And I have to admit I'm bias. I'm bias because if that person were you, I'd lovingly keep listening every word, and watching you performing your long soliloquy, the whole time.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

The Chicken In Black Bean Sauce

It's freezing.

Her already numb frozen fingers are hungry for heat. Ever since she laid them on the heater, they act like a magnet so vigorously absorbing the energy off that lil heater. She's now thinking, whether to chase after her curiosity, or just cut it. What would happen if she allowed it to progress, would she regret the repercussions?

The conversation has gotten a lil too lengthy. But how does one know when is the right time to stop? The sign. Yes, the sign. but why do some people just can't see it? His staring at her, with that smug in his face is making her a lil uneasy, and that occasional silence, she is cracking her head to come up with some words, just to bring things back to equilibrium. But he's not helping in anyway. The last thing she wants is to be given the attention she's not ready to recieve.

She is unsure herself. Or maybe the truth is she knows it only too well yet she perfers to think that she doesnt know.

And she never cease to wonder, why is excitement reciprocally proportional to time.

Its a new style that I don't like

I've just had my hair cut this evening. And, I. Don't. Like. It. I dont hate hate it, jus not liking it very much.

Why do I always have to complain everytime I have a new hair cut. Is it reallly because my hair's sooo difficult to mend with or I jus never have the luck to meet a good hairstylist?

I wanted it to be shorter and now I can't wait for it to grow.

I wanted to let my hair down and now I have to pin them all up.

I wanted a sexy bangs and now I have one that makes me look like a geek.

Why do we have to care so much bout our hair?!!! Why do we have to be such a vain bitch?

Coz we just do! Grrrr. I do.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Frank Morton and The Snow

It's a fulfilling day today despite having to get up at 6 in the morning and freeze myself to death while walking to uni for the preparation of the biggest Frank Morton event within the engineering departments. This was the third winter snow in Leeds and I must say it's the coldest longest thickest of all. But, I kinda liked it. =p I loved it!

I couldn't believe I didn't bring my camera again, for the event, the sports event like this, more so for me wearing that oh so cool white Frank Morton Steward T-shirt, ushering all those well-built sportsmen and babes to where they should be, getting all the goodie bags ready, helping the companies setting up their booth, and at the same time get a lot of other freebies from the companies visiting.

Tell me, how on earth could I have missed the chance of seizing the day with pictures! Awwwww. dumb me. Btw, Frank Morton is an inter-university sport event for the engineering students, that went along with an engineering career fair. So, it's a very engineering event that involves only the engineers and engineer-to-be. Oh, some companies participated in the sports too.

Anyways, at least I can take a picture of the goodies I grabbed, maybe later, I'm a lil lazy now. They are no useless stuff I tell you, you'll only like them. The companies are jus sooo rich! Expected coz most of them are oil & gas company, if not pharma. I've got this really cute lil monkey, mini clock, cards, lots of pens, toiletries bag (multipurpose maybe), pen-drive, tomato stress ball, really cool highlighter in triangle shape, laser, mini torch, toothpaste, munchies, soap, and lots more which I didn't get. I want that lil globe but it's gone within seconds! T_T

They need to do more career fair like this that gives out cool stuff! =p

Did I say I like how it snowed today? How everywhere at sight was all white, all blanketed with the snow crystals, only sooo beautiful and enticing. And again, I didn't get to capture it.

Monday, February 18, 2008

There's Painting On The Plain

Staring at her mobile phone, she smiles, for what he texted in the message.

Now, she doesn't know if it really is a good idea to have her number given out. But that was jus a thought. A thought that flashes by only in a blink of a second, it's now gone. She can't comprehend how she feels. There's a bit of excitement, a bit of fear, a bit of anticipation, and a bit of cringey feeling. She is trying to shrug it off as if it never appear before.

She is not the kind who likes to think too much in depth on things that're not even budding yet.

Wednesday, she whispers to herself, while hitting the send button on her mobile.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Definitely, Maybe

It's complicated.

It's complicated when you are constantly falling in and out of love with the same person, but never a serious moment of together-ness.

It's complicated when you just gotta cross-path and gone thru alll the missed-connection with the maybes that might turn out to be the definitely. Whether it is by chance or by choice.

Definitely, Maybe, is a movie that tugs at the heartstrings from time to time. Not absolutely fantastic, but it's my cup of tea. I'm jus a total sucker for soulful rhythm to family unit and all the cliched sweet romance. No matter how much disappointment can envelop our lives, love and joy can still manage to poke holes through it anyway.

What draws people together at a moment in their lives, the comfort, adventure, ambition is, after all, frequently the same stuff that may later pull them apart.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

It's On!

So we're havin a General Election this comin months, which is called upon ealier than it's supposed to be.

There're lots of guessing on why Abdullah wanted it earlier but lets not deal with that. Parliment is dissolved, election is on for sure, and I supposed the next thing to do is to exercise our duty to vote.

I didn't get to register when I was KL and I'm still tryin to figure out the formal procedure to vote from oversea. Grrr. Why didnt I register earlier. Sheeeesh. Now I've created more work for myself.

Where is the spacing?

I've just realised the spacing between my last line with the date-comments-label which mark the end of the post is gone. Why did blogspot made the layout look soo ugly now. Grrrr.

Dreamgirl and Cute Customer

There are 2 things I want to put it down.

First, the Malaysian Dreamgirl. It's a reality TV show for search of models, and the best part is, it'll be aired online! ONLINE wei!!! This is brilliant, isnt it?!! I can sooo watch the show even I'm thousand miles away from home now! Product of Malaysia, lets rock it!

Den, I met this lovely customer at work last evening. And I couldnt believe we spent another 30 minutes or more talking on top of the 10 minutes of taking his order. His food had turned all cold, there're a few more orders coming in in between sessions, yet the conversation didn't stop from there. I don't remember now what we had talked about but it sure has fascinated me how we are talkin more like friends. Yea. so I've made a new friend last nite. And he was funny, cute kinda funny when he suddenly softened down and asked if at all he's bothering me with work, so carefully as if he's the boy who's done something wrong. =p I thought I saw him blushing too. Soooo cute, isn't it!

Friday, February 15, 2008

It doesnt need to be flowers

So, I wish it's not a routine that makes you said what you said. Even if it is, you know you've jus made my day. So the truth is, it really doesnt matter whether it's a routine or not so long it's kept that way. I'm not too hard to please, am I.

I'm happy.

And I tell you, I wasnt sleepin yet when you gave me that hug. I lied. =p

Nite nite again. OK. I'll go sleeep now. Promise.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Its all so mixed

Her situation can never be more familiar to me.

How I was once like her, love driving to his apartment's carpark with him after dinner, love seeing him drying his hair after shower, love hugging him from the back and walk in a funny way, love picking on how dirty his room is, love seeing him all relaxed lazing on bed watching TV, love the silent company with his fingers crossing mine, love the random kisses from him, love going to bed with him, love being held by to sleep, love how he has always been so responsible to wake me up at 2am when we've both fell asleep jus to send me home before my pa reports for her missing daughter.

He still made me happy when I thought I've accustomed to days like these. Why.

My home

Hiromi has jus bought herself a ticket home a week before the final exams in May. And I dont even know when is the next time I'll be home. Since we moved, I have yet to spend enough time at my new house, new room. Not to mention the time with family. The last time where all 6 of us havin a good breakie at home together, dad philosophy-ing again, sister rebutting, brother day dreaming was probably 7 years ago.

I'm not exactly missing missing home now. A lil bit maybe. Its more of a craving for familiar faces and voices and family bonding that I dont get it elsewhere other than home. This craving always makes me feel soo guilty for not spending enough time at home when I've the chance. I have always given up home a bit for him, for friends and then feel bad on the last day for giving only hours to my pap and ma. And the cycle jus gotta repeat itself.

I was feeling happy this morning by my lil sis's message with smiley faces. I supposed she's missing everyone now that both my parents are away for holiday, and the other sister has jus gone back to Singapore, leaving only her alone at home. Suddenly I just realise this lil sis of mine is the one I spent the least time with. I still remember how happy she was when I said I was goin to take her out for a movie which in the end didn't materialised for some reasons that can't be recalled now. And how she's smiling and singing when I bought her the secret recipe cheesecake. That, and the fact that her needs to have someone to talk is not quite within immediate reach pinch me a lil in my heart I never knew I would.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

The bed, the music and the mind

Suddenly, I dont know where to start. My mind has gone stoney these 48 hours. I've been in the state of dozing off/waking up every couple of hours. Working on the bed can never be fruitful can it? but I can't seem to bring my ass away from the pink cover red duvet. How? I think I'll continue to let myself to be boneless till I'm satiated and get pissed later for my unproductiveness.

And I think I hurt my tailbone from falling backwards in skating. Thought it'll go away, apparently not coz it still hurts. =(

And I got a bit cranky for being disturbed.

Den I came across this beautiful phrase: To the world you may be one person; but to one person you may be the world.

Den I feel like tryin out all the the restaurants, cafes, bars with cool vibes delicious dessert back home so I'll know where to go the next time I'm home. I'll start compiling a list of must-visit now coz I dont think I can trust my wispy dusty memory then.

I'm craving for sorbet now. lemon lime sorbet. the one along lygon street.

Den its time for Lipinski rule.

Friday, February 8, 2008

The Food and Happiness

It's such a wonderful night!

The air in Leeds during CNY seriously aint any worse than home! We had a steamboat party last nite at my place with 15 people, all cooking the nite away. It's never been merrier, lots of laughs and good food and good company!

Oishiiiiiiiii-ne!!! We'd abolone mushrooms, golden mushrooms, fried bead curd, white bean curd, soft bean curd, crabstick, dumplings, beef, lamb, balls, prawns, sushi, thai stir fried pepperish pork, potato-derived-noodle like stuff (I can never get the japanese name right, later maybe), rice cake, veges. Say, this is awesome! Yum yum yum!

It's a multinational celebration! We've 3 Japanese, 5 M'sians, 1 Thai, 1 British, 5 Chinese rockin the house! It's a night of happiness! No more unpleasantness, no more sulkiness, no more grumpiness. I can't wait for the Easter break now. Another session of good food and company! Lara said she wants to make me pancake. Hohoho.

The only thing that pissed me off was the bathroom! The plumber or whoever that was came to fix the tap AND messed up the bathroom which I've just cleaned in the morning!

p/s: I've found someone havin similar COD as me! =p

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Not Pleased

So there comes a not so unpleasant news. It beats the excitement this afternoon. Has it always gotta be this way?

But, that's it!

I'm not exactly upset, am accepting.

Accepting the can't-be-change.

This Is Such A Shame

Is there any difference between the Vietnamese Chinese New Year and Chinese Chinese New Year?

How is the Chinese Calender different from the 'Western' Calender?


I felt sooo shameful for not being able to give my fellow non-chinese coursemates a definite answer to the above questions when they asked me today.

'I don't think there's any difference, the only difference will probably be how we celebrate it', thats all I said. It should be the same isnt it? Now they really made me think, if the reason behind celebrating CNY is the same throughout. Hmm.

And the calender bit reallly caught me, other than the 1st and the 15th of every month we'll see full moon and CNY's eve is on the 31st (or is it 30th?, OMG, I'm confusing myself now, mum why you never tell us how did chinese calender come about?) and we will get all the red packets on the 1st, I know shit bout it!

I shall check with my mum when I call home tomorrow. =p

update: apparently, there's only either 29 or 30 days per month in chinese calender. So, CNY's eve is the 30th not 31st. Can I dig myself a hole?

This is beautiful

If I could be anything I would be your tear, so I could be born in your eye, live down your cheek and die on your lips

My CNY Surprise!!!

You wouldn't know how happy I am right now! It's just, beyond. description! Inexplicably joyous!

I don't normally get mails, snail mail, and especially snail mail from home, but awwwwwwwwww, the moment I saw that greyish speedpost packing lying on my doorstep, I was already a lil excited. What makes my heart sings is the address written on the other side of the packet and the thing inside it!!!!!

It's such a wonderful pleasant surprise!!! Since when my parents are into playing 'surprise' game? Hmm. They are sooooooooo cute, aren't they?!!

Speedpost somemore eh. which is now in the bin.

Nothing special rite. I tell you, it feels (is) thicker than a usual greeting card. wink.

And you know what my sister wrote after all the papa-mama-said-stuff? She actually asks me to agree with her that the purple and the greenish blue ink pen she used are 'very pretty' (direct translation)! Sheeesh.

*me rolling eyes*

She didn't know that I've just bought myself a purple ink pen today too. Hahaha. I want a pink one also but they don't sell it.

And ta-daaaaaa. Our 2008 Ang Pao (red packet)! It's not empty inside wei I tell you. Hehehe. One for me and one for brother. How lovely my papa and mama and silly sisters are!!! Awwwwwwwwww. They made me want to go home and give them a hug now!

If only there's someone here with me right now to share my happinessss! I've loads and loads and loads to share!

I didn't get to eat pancake today. For my laziness. But I'm happy! =D

Monday, February 4, 2008

Pancake Day 2008

It's pancake day tomorrow!! which is also known as the Shrove Tuesday. Something new isn't it? Well, at least it is to me. Wonder why didn't I come across this when I was in Melbourne since they celebrate it as well. Hmmm.

I should probably make myself one too tomorrow since it is the one day of the year where everyone eats a pancake!! How could I not follow the custom when I'm here in the UK? rite? Heh. =p

So, what's so special bout pancake day? Lara said it's the last day before Lent, meaning it's the last day of you to indulge yourself and use up all the foods that aren't allowed in Lent. Pancakes are eaten because they contain fats, butter and eggs which were forbidden in Lent and are believed to be of good luck (errr, ok).

Never knew there's such a story behind the pancake thou I've eaten it soooo many times.

Pancake, I'll have you tomorrow! And I'm feeling hungry now.

Oh, I love crepes too!!! My fav in Oz I tell you!

Friday, February 1, 2008

The Wait

She's waiting, accompanied by Olivia's sweet memories.

1.00a.m. He's not showed up yet. Maybe he's a lil late today, she told herself. Just wait for a while more.

2.00a.m. He's still not here.

2.45a.m. Thats her last glance at the mini-red-alarm clock which sits next to her bed before she dozed off completely. Will check in again later when she gets up, she murmers to herself. He might be having a morning meeting.

8.00a.m. No familiar sign at sight. He's not in today, she whispers to herself. Has he fallen sick? Is he ok? Or he's on a business trip? Maybe he drank too much last night and couldn't get up this morning so he decided to call it off? Question starts to elicit its presence, one by one, sitting firstrow in her mind theatre.

She will never get the answer.

update: it was a public holiday. that is why.

So they said

So they said I'm very articulate in terms of my career plan.

But they don't think they can offer what I'm looking for as the programme is structured for someone who's more generic. Hmm. (they sure know how to phrase it in a nicer way, =p)

Perhaps I've been a tad too detailed (limiting), which doesnt work for this instance. Oh well.

It's the art of getting fit into the puzzle that I've yet to learn. I will.