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This semester, I am going to be a freaking nerd! No more last minute studying. No more zoning off during Anatomy practicals and PCL’s. Skip less lectures. Less dozing off for the lectures I do attend.
And to perfect my new resolution to be a total geek, I’m even going to laugh when someone says “You’re so humerus!”
That’s all!
Cya!
XOXO
Never thought I’d say this but I actually miss prayer meetings.
Yeap (not your name BFF), I do.
It just occurred to me the other night that I kinda miss going for prayer meetings. Well, not for the singing. Not entirely for the feeling of God’s presence (because you don’t need prayer meetings for that). DEFINITELY not to see other people going into a trance (no offense, but it’s kinda creepy. To me, at least). But for the sharing.
Yes, for the sharing. I think that was the best part of prayer meeting. The fact that everyone came together and was willing to share their experiences with each other, to be honest about each other and to break that wall between two hearts. Words, stripped down and uncensored, describing personal experiences and whatnots, were the best part of prayer meetings.
I think I’ve only led prayer meeting once (NOT COMPLAINING HERE) and I was completely clueless on what to do that time when Patrik told the whole group I would be in charge without asking me beforehand =.= I remember how I’d found a bible verse about fear (because I checked the glossary wth), googled what it actually meant in case I misinterpreted it and finally finished sharing it with everyone staring blankly at me. Haha! I think I pulled through though, considering I’d never done anything like that before.
Anyway, back to sharing. I think the best way to learn something is through our own experiences, especially our mistakes. Vicarious learning through another person’s experiences comes in a close second imo. It’s always more heartfelt if a person shared what he or she went through rather than something he or she had read or heard somewhere else. And always more memorable that way. And more meaningful, of course.
That’s what prayer meetings provided I think. A channel for people to share their thoughts, all their worries, the struggles they were going through, their mishaps and happiness, albeit non-anonymously. It was a place where someone could just voice out whatever they had in mind and not be told if they were right or wrong.
Sometimes we don’t share what we think won’t be understood by other people. Sometimes we just don’t share because we think that no one would be able to help anyway. And it’s perfectly true.
But ultimately, I don’t think I’ve gone for prayer meetings hoping for an answer or a solution because I know the answer will surface sooner or later. It always does. I’ve always appreciated being able to give everyone a piece my mind (like I haven’t done enough of that elsewhere huh), tell them what’s been going on in my life, to not be judged for every word I say and walk out feeling less alone because I’d know that I wasn’t the only one going through that phase in life. And I believe that’s the best thing one can get through sharing.
To not feel left out or out of place. To not feel weak and inferior.
Sharing helps you achieve those.
To end this post, here’s a little something about myself I’d like to share. A little insignificant, I know, but it’s a start 
I prefer taking photos of myself sitting down rather than standing up 
I’m a bit wary about posting this up publicly because the worst thing that can happen when you pour your heart out is to have it bitten by a dog. But I don’t think dogs read my blog, right?
That’s all!
Cya!
XOXO
I think Mariah Carey’s new song is pretty hilarious. You guys should watch the video too! It’s kinda funny. Apparently she’s using the song to get back at Eminem for poking fun at her or something and if that’s really the case, she hit all the right spots I must admit. The lyrics are kinda harsh but coupled with that tune, it’s pretty genius la. Not that I love the song Oh! It’s called Obsessed by the way.
Have I told you guys that MC songs give me bad luck?! It’s been proven ONCE AGAIN today. Or should I say yesterday since it’s already past midnight. Yeah I shall call it yesterday and keep my fingers crossed that today will be a much better day.
So I watched the ‘Obsessed’ video twice in the morning. Then I found out CP Wong was gonna be Group G’s PCL tutor! And I’m in Group G. FML. I want Penafort back!!!!!!!!!! *wails* I want him baccccccccccckkkkkkkk!
Then as I was reversing my car out of the porch, I almost hit the concrete fence o.O Moral of the story: ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS check your side and rear mirrors! ALWAYS! But thank goodness I didn’t hit it. Phew.
Anyway, after that I went to get contact lenses from the store and realised I’d left my phone in the car. So yeah, ran out to get it and went I went back into the store and was about to pay, I COULDN’T FREAKING FIND MY CREDIT CARD!! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! And I totally couldn’t remember when I last used the credit card so I couldn’t retrace where I might have left it. That was so freaking creepy! So I called my mom and asked if she could call the bank and check if there’s been any recent transaction. Then she reminded me that I’d pumped petrol 2 days ago and I remembered that I’d left it in the pocket of my other pair of jeans. So yeah, she found it in the end. Moral of the story: Use your credit cards as frequently as possible so you can always trace back the time and venue you last used it! Nah, just kidding.
But it didn’t end there (Wah, I can totally rekindle the Lemony Snickets series). So I’ve been craving for Oreo cheesecake :p but I didn’t want to get it from Secret Recipe because the cakes there suck very much now and I can’t think of anywhere else in Miri that would sell Oreo Cheesecakes. I figured the closest to Oreo Cheesecake that I can find would be…. *ahem* Cookies and Cream ice cream wth. So yeah, I went to get that from Desserts. Stupid 2 scoops of ice cream with miserable Koko Krunch and chocolate syrup costed RM 10 =.= Moral of the story? BUY ICE CREAMS IN TUBS! I’m gonna stock up on New Zealand Naturals and Baskin Robbins again this month woohoo! July has 31 days yay!
All in all, it hasn’t been the best day la. But I’m glad IT’S OVER!
On a side note, I was supposed to be totally productive today, as in do more uni stuff. Such as thinking of what additional projects to do, write stuff for the MUMedS blog, design the MUMedS tshirt (but I ended up spending too much time on this website that sells couple tshirts. SO CUTE!), study everything that has been taught and I just realised I might need to wash my shoes =.= But nah, I bought 2 pairs from Singapore last month (S$10 each yo! So cheap)! I can live with those! But they’re not white. Hmmmmmm..
Uni’s starting next week. 4th Semester already. I’m worried and excited. How bout you?
That’s all for tonight!
Hope I get more productive today.
Cya!
XOXO
To balance out all the posts with mindless photos, unintended sarcasm and accidental rants, I think it’s about time to fill this blog space with some real words.
Just as I was about to write down these thoughts of mine, I stumble upon a blog of a stranger and coincidentally, he happened to have thought about the same things. Same gist of thoughts, just expressed through different words. For lack of a better word, I shall call it a coincidence for the time being.
I’m unsure of what might have sparked this but for the past few days, I’ve been thinking quite a bit on my straightforwardness. And whether or not I should bother working on it. It’s kind of sad how people always associate straightforwardness with meanness.
So I do tell people that their clothes are hideous, that their application essays are inapt by all standards, that their childishness is annoying. So I do loudly proclaim that there’s a distinct difference between the usage of lend and borrow when people confuse the words. So I do object when someone chooses a restaurant I don’t like and tell people their singing is bad. So what? You can’t handle that?
If my memory doesn’t fail me, I don’t believe I’ve told anyone that they looked fat and should starve themselves. And I also don’t remember saying things like “You’re so stupid. You should just quit medical school” or “You’re so ugly you should wear a mask if you don’t have enough money for plastic surgery” or “You walk like a duck you should really sit on an automatic wheelchair.” So if I’ve said those things to you, I give you the authority to label me a mean person. You may also plant your hands hard on my face.
Last year I had a conversation with Stellasis which involved her asking if I thought that I was straightforward. I said yes. She proceeded to ask me if I tell everyone everything I think about them. And I said no, only a select few about certain things. A select few who I think can handle the potentially hurtful truth. Stellasis didn’t think that that makes me straightforward. I think she’s right. I am not downright straightforward. There are things that I choose to not say and the reason is simple. I don’t believe honesty is always the best policy.
Sometimes, some truths really don’t need to be told. Well, at least not at that point in time.
I still hold on to my belief that everyone has insecurities. Like habits, it’s really hard to shake off insecurities and I am guilty of having failed many times too. In my experience, honesty and insecurities don’t really go along that well. Be it honesty about insecurities or insecurities about honesty, either way, they shouldn’t be placed together.
Now I admit I haven’t always been the most prudent person, I don’t always know what to say, but I do think I almost always know what NOT to say.
Come to think of it, I think I’m increasingly NOT saying what I think I should be saying. Has the world become a better place now that I’ve shut my mouth more than I have before? Honestly? I don’t think so. Not the world around me at least.
So it got me thinking. Do I really want to not say what I should probably be saying for the sake of not hurting anyone’s feelings? Then it dawned on me – the golden rule of ethics. The ethic of reciprocity. You know, the ‘do to others what you would like to be done to you’ and vice versa thing. Yeah, and THAT got me thinking.
If someone were to tell me that my hair looked like a bird’s nest (which no one has ever done), I think I’d actually appreciate it. Okay, I mean I’d appreciate it if my hair DID look like a bird’s nest. Regardless, I think I’ll still tend to that honest opinion, evaluate it and decide what to do next. I’d appreciate it more compared to if no one said anything about it but agrees to it some time later if we ever discuss about the issue again.
I think to be able to be honest about something to someone is like giving that person a chance to change if there’s really such a need basically. So yeah, you might not think that my honest opinions are valid but that’s beyond me. What’s important is that at least I’ll know that I’ve done my part. And I do want other people to do the same to me too.
So yeah, I grant you permission to be straightforward with me. Like I’ve been with you. Actually, I think I should be MORE straightforward.
Anyway, I’m going off now. It’s too late already.
But before I do, tell me honestly, what do you think of this photo?
Because I happen to think it’s pretty awesome! My facial muscles work in segregation I tell you!
That’s all!
Cya!
XOXO
It might come as a bit of a shock (understatement of the year!), but I used to be very camera shy. Yes. Me. Camera shy. Right.
But it is true!
Back in my secondary school days (not too long ago, mind you) I used to avoid every camera that was angled towards me. Yes, I’ve always been camera-aware but never camera-ready. I hated taking photos back then! Even if I do get my photos captured, I would always complain about how horrible I looked in them and I would constantly pester my friends to delete the photos (okay, I still do but that’s besides the point).
Still don’t believe me? Well, you should.
To prove my point, I took the effort to access my old private blog to dig out some of my old photos. But I’m only going to post ONE. Just ONE.
This one.
Okay, maybe not.
I’m having second thoughts.
ARGGGHHHHHHHHHH!
Okay, what the heck right? I should be so proud of myself that I do not look like this anymore.
That’s me on the far right! With Fara and Seetah back in Form 4.
So let me tell you what happened. How I finally came about loving being in front of still cameras.
Back then, the use of digital cameras was on the rise as many of you probably already know. Everyone could easily take photos and everyone DID START taking photos. Just snap, snap, snap. If you don’t like them, you can always easily delete the photos. That was what I did too. Of course, I still looked horrible in the photos!
One fine day, I had like this pre-midlife crisis going on. I just got fed up of looking like a dead sea cucumber in photos. Like a deer caught in the headlights. Like a watermelon being thrown onto the ground. Like a … okay I think you get the point.
So I told myself “You can choose to either look ugly in photos FOREVER and curse all the photographers who ever took your photos all you like, OR you could change”. Guess what I did?
I changed. I experimented with different angles, different poses, different smiles, different expressions. I worked my way into hiding my obvious flaws and flaunting my not-so-flawed features (but I don’t have that many of the latter).
A few years have passed since that day and I now LURVE taking photos!
As of today, I think I am possibly the most camera-ready person I (and most of my friends) know.
I am always ready for photos! Whether it be posey mosey photos like this
and this
OR super retarded looking photos like this,
I am always ready!
But ultimately, my true love is taking JUMPSHOTS!
I LURVEEEEEEEEEE taking jumpshots! Whether it’s a jumpshot of just me, myself and I
Or with my friends
Woohoo! We’re all up in the air!
Have I told you that I love love love love love taking jumpshots?
I think I have o.O
Anyway, it’s really fun to take jumpshots! The adrenaline rush of catching the right timing to jump, the creativity you can express through your jumping poses and the final products of everyone lifting their feet of the ground are just THRILLING!
I think my friends love taking jumpshots as much as I do. In fact, we always try to take jumpshots! Everywhere! I have proof!
Here’s us jumping at The Curve
That’s me on the far right again!
Me, Ameerah and Patrik at Genting
Me and my BFF, Samantha in Segamat, Johor last year.
Nick, Rachel and I behind some seafood restaurant near Subang Airport.
Zoe, BFF and I at BFF’s 19th birthday celebration.
This is me at Bukit Tinggi.
One of my favourite jumpshots. Taken in Segamat, Johor earlier this year.
I hope you’re not bored of looking at my jumpshots yet! I have more!
Taken outside the learning suites in uni.
Taken outside the medical building in uni.
Taken at the concourse area between the learning suites. Also in uni.
Taken in the middle of the road. ALSO IN UNI!
Okay a not so nice jumpshot taken at the rooftop. ALSO IN UNI!!!!
Yes, we take an awful lot of jumpshots in uni! Well, the reason is simple.
During exam periods, we’ll even stay on campus until midnight to study! Sounds so crazy now that I’ve said it out loud.
But one thing I enjoyed during those periods was going out for dinner! Deciding a place was always hell, but dinner itself has always been fun! We’d always end up in fast food centres though and that was something I wasn’t too happy about. Being deprived of homecooked food, I’d always hope to grab something healthier out of home.
Speaking of fast food for dinner, do you remember this photo?
If my blog archives serve me right (and I’m pretty sure they do), this photo was taken on 11 April 2008 (also in uni by the way). That time, I was in the middle of a ‘fast food fast’. It was the time when I was so sick of fast food that I vowed not to touch any burgers, fries and all types of snacks i.e. ice cream, chocolates, CHIPS for a whole month. And I think that was the night that I broke my vow 
But you know what? If I were to ever restrict myself from fast food and snacks again, I’d know what to exclude.
Lurve, multigrain chips which make snacking so much healthier!
Yes, now I can lie in bed on one those rainy nights when life doesn’t seem to make sense *emo* and binge on chips and not feel guilty!
“Why does it make snacking healthier?” I hear you asking (haha like got auditory hallucination only)
LURVE, mutigrain chips (I shall call it Lurve MC from now on) has:
and best of all,
NO TRANS FAT, BFF! If only we’ve found out about Lurve earlier, those nights in Segamat will be so much more chips-filled!
Anyway, Lurve MC comes in three flavours:
HOT ‘N’ SPICY. I like!
SEAWEED NORI. I like a bit less.
And
FRENCH ONION. I couldn’t find it at the store =.=
You know, they say that when you have a love affair, you should hide it. I’m going to prove that it’s not always right!
Because when I go on a date with my Lurve MC, I’m not going to be taking boring photos like this:
*yawns*
Instead, I’ll be taking Lurve out on a date with my other love affair, (yes you’ve guessed it)
We’ll be taking jumpshots together!! Woohoo!!
And more!
And more more more!!
AND SOME MORE!!
SOME MORE!!!!!!!!!!
EVEN MORE!!
MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
It doesn’t look like I was jumping in this shot but I was! My foot just wasn’t caught in the frame *defensive*
Okay this is the last one.
Are you tired of looking at all my jumpshots? Because I was certainly tired after taking so many of them! I need to rejuvenate!
You know what that means?
Muahahahaha.
I’m going to rip open my Lurve MC now.
AND.
AND.
AND.
*more evil laugh*
*MORE MORE MORE EVIL LAUGH*
.
.
*chokes on saliva*
I’m going to get more Lurve MC now!
Catch me if you can!
That’s all!
Cya!
p/s. This is an entry for The ‘What’s your Lurve Affair’ Contest.
XOXO