My Blog

End of our v.v.short hols. I feel cheated. We’re only given two weeks and that includes CNY. Oh, well…shall compensate for that during……ELECTIVES!!! Yeahhh!!!

Ok, now on to more nonsensical rambling…is it me or is there a serious lack of good movies nowadays? Everything out there in the cinemas fall under one of these three categories :

1. Cheap horror flicks that fail to inflict even the slightest fear in a 3-year old

2. Sequels that fail to live up to their prequels

3. Romantic comedies that fail to convince the audience that there is the slightest bit of chemistry between the two main characters

Seriously. As much as I would like to do my part and contribute to the movie industry, it is very trying indeed to endure two whole (and possibly more) hours in a freezing cold cinema watching junk. Believe it or not, TV sitcoms could actually do better than these movies.

Even then, with more than 2 decades of endless stream of new sitcoms flooding my head, I fail to see any huge difference between them except perhaps a whole lot more sex, more violence and more crude, foul one-syllable, two-syllable, multilingual (you name it, they’ve got it) words of questionable origin. I tend to be more inclined towards reality shows nowadays. Impromptu idiocy is much more entertaining than planned idiocy anywayz. Speaking of which, time to log off and plant myself in front of the TV

I get nostalgic everytime I clear my room. Reopening gift boxes, rereading old letters and contemplating whether or not to discard old items. More often than not, I end up keeping them. And my mom wonders why I have to spring clean my room so often. What is it that makes us ladies such sentimental beings that we keep every single scrap of paper that holds even the teeniest bit of meaning or memory? I only wish one day I could be so apathetic that I could throw every piece of (what men would call junk) in my room. I wonder exactly how many women are in the same predicament as I am. And men wonder why we need such huge closets and storage boxes.

Stowing away everything that reminded me of my past relationship, I began perplexing over where to put the gifts given by my current one. Ohhh nooo…more junk. Not exactly junk, either. My baby shops in Hallmark. Surely no girl can complain about having gifts from Hallmark! I personally would not mind owning the whole darned shop or company for that matter. Just to have cute things to look at. Seriously. 

3 days and many many frustrating episodes later, I find myself with the same amount of junk in my room. Minus a few pieces of paper. Whoa! Great achievement. With a pat on my back and an iced peach tea in hand, I proceeded to announce this to the whole Friendster list triumphantly via the Friendster blog. And they say medical students lead an interesting life.

2nd day of Chinese New Year and still stuck with nothing much to do. Interesting. I guess this is what you would call a ho-li-day…something almost alien to medical students. After all the excitement of the exams and Valentine’s day (where there was still a little bit of that post-exam adrenaline left pumping through the bloodstream) comes the exhaustion phase and semi-vegetative state. Ah, yes…Valentine’s Day…the wilted roses serve as a sad reminder that it has been almost one week and I have failed to water and tend to them. Well…sorr-ree!!! Too preoccupied with doing nothing, apparently.

Sitting down in the swivel chair doing nothing again, I realised we were one-and-a-half year closer to this                                     

|

|

|

|

Isn’t that a scary thought? I shiver and tremble for society. I barely feel like an adult! And am pretty sure some share my sentiment. On the same note, watching movies seeing my favourite actors all old and wrinkly rings a warning bell that I might be heading there soon too. I feel cheated. Where have all the years gone to?

Talking about old and wrinkly actors, man did Hugh Grant look old and wrinkly in Music and Lyrics. He looked almost unrecognisable. Ok, maybe not THAT bad, but definitely not very watchable anymore. Thank goodness for the funny script and cute accent. If it was not for British wit and the dreeeamy British accent, many British men would have been unfit for television. Oh, well, guess you can’t have everything, huh?

Chinese New Year eve. Also, the end of semester 7 and the dreaded exams. What a relief. As always, after major exams, I find myself stuck with nothing to do. Not only that, I seem to have some form of psychomotor retardation rendering me motionless ala petit mal seizure aka staring into space doing nothing and wasting my time.

*******
So I was there in the dining room doing just that, as usual gaping at nothing in particular when I noticed the roasted duck sitting right next to me, frozen in that indignant what-the-h*ll-did-I-get-killed-for kinda look. Yeah, well…at least you get roasted when you’re dead. As I was entertaining myself with the one-way conversation with a dead duck, in walks mom, with the usual ‘girl, go eat ___’. How can I not get fat sitting at home doing nothing but shoving endless amounts of food into my belly?

******
So, as I spent the next few seconds perplexing over the issue, in walks dad ‘Girl, go eat’. Hmmm…ok…looks like I have to give this some serious consideration…my filiality is at stake here. When bro and sis-in-law came in echoing the same thing, that did it. No excuse not to stuff my face in anymore…yayyy joyful eating. Isn’t that what CNY is all about, anywayz?
Happy CNY!!!

Yup, it is the end of the year and here begins the reflection of events, feelings, emotions and lessons learnt throughout the year.

Gladness

Contentment

Happiness

Joy

Exhilaration

Elation

Delight

Enjoyment

Pleasure

Euphoria

Exuberance

Joy

Satisfaction

Bliss

Haha…obviously am in a good mood now. Wouldn’t it be nice if all our years are filled with these? Here’s to a joyful Christmas, pretty pressies and watching Love Actually with someone new… 

When it rains, it pours. And it seemed like it could be neverending showers complicated with strong winds and thunderstorm for the past few days. And I’m not referring to the weather either; although it HAS been raining cats and dogs since the haze subsided.

It has always been easy to sit back, sulk and dwell on the negative. It is so much easier to hate than to fire those neurons and rationalise why these things happen and try to be positive and look for the bright side of every problem thrown in our path. It is so much simpler to close your mind and direct blame every which way rather than entertain the notion that you might be the one in the wrong. Yup, I think negativism could be partly attributed to pure laziness.

In an effort to be a little more ‘hardworking’, I killed a few brain cells and came up with;

1. It is only in adversities that you realise who your true friends are; and what better way to know this than to actually see your friend go all out to be there for you

2. Chocolates are still the mainstay of treatment for Monday blues, low weekend shopping yield and generally unlucky days; a real pick-upper! Who needs to wallow in sorrow when you’ve got yummy Swiss choccies?

3. When there is no one there to listen to your whining, there are a million inanimate objects waiting for you to ventilate and yell your heart out to them; role-playing…could get some good tips from schizos on how to fully maximise this potential

So you see…it ain’t hard to remain positive…if no friend is available, there’s always the choc stock in the fridge and object bashing session to look forward to. Fantastic!

I did it again. Pulled the plug on another relationship. It was a glorified friendship, fun and secure but not much feelings involved.

Why do we fall for those who can hardly provide for us in a relationship and fail to get attracted to those who can? Ok, well…perhaps not everyone, maybe just me LOL…but it’s a frustrating paradox which leaves me wondering if I’m going to spend my life in a quandary trying to decide whether to be with a jerk I’m madly in love with or someone I feel safe and comfortable with but have virtually no physical, emotional or sexual attraction to whatsoever.

They say people have a (unconscious psychological) tendency to fall for the same type of guy/girl in an unconscious bid to correct the past (relationship) mistakes. I find that mildly disconcerting. Only mildly cause apparently the vicious cycle can be broken by resolution of the underlying issues. However, it is disconcerting cause you’d be facing the same old guy, different packaging every single time and he’s gonna throw the same old problems at you every single time. How utterly boring. Give me something new!!! Lol…And in between, there’d be a sprinkling of people who do not really spark your interest but manages to provide for your needs. Easily forgettable but equally as important in your life. Isn’t God great in that sense? Could have been much easier though if everything just fell in place the first time.

So…here’s my little bit of safety sprinkle showing me what it means to be in a great friendship-relationship. Add to that a little love and attraction and voila! that will be a very lasting relationship indeed…and that would be a truly fulfilling end to a long search for the Right One 

Current mood : Apathetic

Current affect : Flat

Seriously, do people really think they can piss me off that easily anymore? Sorry, guys…I just tune off to apathy mode when you throw dumba$$ stunts my way.

: |

Current addiction : Widespread massacre ala Warcraft campaigns

Current reason for addiction : The sound of burning buildings and shrieks of dying men, zombies, orcs and (ok, possibly not) night elves

I have a ‘tinge’ of sadism in me.

> D

Current interest : So you think you can dance season 2

Current hobby : Criticising / being blown away by the dancers

People who think guy dancers are wimps should try watching this show.

: )

Current state : Exhausted

Current physical appearance : Unkempt, sweaty and stinky (haha)

Back from the gym (omg, she actually exercises!).

: O

Current responsibilities : Psych case reports, Ortho case presentations, CFCS reports and research project

Current negligences : Psych case reports, Ortho case presentations, CFCS reports and research project

Ahhh…how else would you ever get the last-minute adrenaline rush if you do not procrastinate?

; )

It’s a nothing day today…

It was fascination
I know
And it might have ended
Right then, at the start
Just a passing glance
Just a brief romance
And I might have gone
On my way
Empty hearted

It was fascination
I know
Seeing you alone
With the moonlight above
Then I touch your hand
And next moment
Fascination turned to love

It was fascination
I know
Seeing you alone
With the moonlight above
Then I touch your hand
And next moment
Fascination turned - to - love

Thanks for the love, caring, support and kindness…

Oh, nooo…I have to start spacing out my paragraphs lol…

I was never really a fan of blogs, and it took quite awhile for it to catch on to me; whether it was reading them, or just writing them. I actually have my own blog elsewhere, and the print is deliberately fine so people would not bother to really read it (really!). It just serves as eye-candy; cute little teddy bears surrounded with cute little flowers, things like that. And I only have the urge to blog when I’m in one of three moods;

1. Bored

2. Pissed

3. Elated

Hmmm…at this moment, I cannot decide if I’m bored or elated. Most probably both. Anyways, concerning reading blogs, I wasn’t too keen on reading people’s sob stories and minute-to-minute updates on their boring, mundane lives. So, if I start doing so, someone better alert me to that.

Remember those days when we wrote in diaries and journals and poured our heart out in those tiny pages? Blogs give me the impression of publicised and dramatised diary entries. So people are more open now. Something bothering you? Someone pissed you off? Why write it in a book where no one can see? BLOG it out!!! Let the whole world know what a jerk he is! Interesting concept.

But of course, not all blogs are written solely by narcissistic individuals who cannot get enough of writing out about their lives. I HAD to add this part in case people start commenting things like ‘Oh, dear, you’re SOOO mistaken! Not ALL blogs are like that, you know. Take, for example, mine…etc etc’ No, I do not need clarification on the types of blogs available out there and neither do I offer free advertising on my comment system.

Anyways, judging from all I’ve written today, I guess I am just…bored.

If I wasn’t bored, I wouldn’t have blogged…