Gaining Weight

Dammit. I'm putting on weight again... Either that, or my clothes have shrunk and the weighing scale at my lab is broken.
As much as I'd like to believe its the two latters, I'm going to have to use my common sense and accept the fact that I'm putting on weight...
I guess I'll have to start cutting down on my food intake now, I don't know how that's going to happen as I get hungry sooooo fast...
And probably start exercising more regularly now than the occasional ping pong match a few times a week. I wish there was a swimming pool right next to my place though, I have to travel all the way to the city to swim!
Or it would be better if I could jog, but my bloody knees are causing me trouble enough so I probasbly shouldn't anger them more...

Sigh. Its so much harder to lose weight than it is to gain weight... Its sorta like money, so easy to spend but so hard to earn... Such is life. :)

Just FYI

I just thought everyone would be interested in how my room looks like.
So there you go.
Sharing is caring after all. :)

Opposites Attract?

There's always been this ongoing question if people who are polar opposites make better couples or if people who are the same go better together..
It got me thinking that day ( on one of my long bus rides) and this is what I came up with.

Opposites:
If one was quiet and the other was loud, if one was headstrong and the other was agreeable, if one was fun-loving and the other more serious, that's all good right? These two would sorta complement each other, cancel the bad things out and so on and so forth. Cause you can't have 2 loud people or 2 stubborn people, then who would listen? Who would give in?

On the other hand, what if you have one who wakes up at night and one who wakes up early in the morning? What if you have one who loves rock music and one who loves classical and nothing else? Or one who only watches chick flicks and one who only watching action movies? Then there would be nothing to talk about, nothing to keep them together.

Similars:
Again, what if you have 2 people who love to talk, or 2 people who loves attention?
Then both would constantly be fighting to talk, to get the attention, and we all know that's not how you have a healthy relationship.

But they would have the same love for a lot of things in life. They would like the same movies, same music, same life, so wouldn't this bring them together??

My conclusion:
I don't have one.
Maybe there's no way to ever find out.
Would 2 people with opposite personalities but the same interests be the best fit??
Or maybe 2 people with a balance of differences and similarities would be best together.
Oh well, I guess thats just life.
You can never put things neatly into their little categories and definitions, its so volatile.

But it's just something to think about anyway.

We're supposed to be the leaders of Malaysia?

Negaraku
Tanah tumpahnya darahku
Rakyat hidup
Bersatu dan maju
Rahmat bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita
Selamat bertahta

Rahmat Bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita
Selamat bertahta...

Look at that. Its not a long song, there aren't too many lyrics, how hard can it be to remember this song , right? Wrong. Ivy and I were on our way home on the bus last Friday, and we were talking about stuff in general when the subject of patriotic songs came up. And that was when we realized we couldnt remember the words to our own national anthem. Gasp! You can imagine how horrified and disgusted we were with ourselves. We sang it almost everyday for 11 years!!! how can it be that after more than 2 years of not singing the song we'd forget the lyrics???? It was really scary and a bit of a moment for us, I must say. So now I'm just sitting here consumed with guilt and trying to memorize my national anthem all over again. What are we going to forget next, who our Prime Minister is? Shocking, really. And we're the ones who're supposed to be the leaders of the future. Hah. Malaysia is doomed.

Birthdays in Hosanna

It was Caroline ( our new German resident) 's birthday yesterday, so on Wednesday at midnight we knocked on her door with a birthday chocolate mudcake.

Nevis knocked on the door, she opened it, and we stood there for 2 full seconds in silence before someone yellled out, 'Sing! sing!'

And we all started singing ( Horribly off tune, its a wonder she knew what we were doing)

And after all that trouble, cake time!!!! :)

Below are some pics from the night. Gathering up in Lalita's room. You can imagine this was some feat as it only takes 5 people to crowd our tiny rooms.
Chocolate cake. We found out Michel's had stopped making chocolate cheesecakes... NOOOO!!!!

Group pictures with our respective cakes.

Amanda and I waiting for midnight in Lalita's room.

Picture with the birthday girl.

The ladies.

All the people who helped eat the birthday cake and sing the birthday song.

Random-ing

This is what we do at home in Hosanna Heights ( That's the name of my boarding house in case anybody is wondering).
Was going through some photos and found them. Random, but who cares.We try our bestestestest to study, this is our dining hall/study hall.
Although we sometimes take little detours and make miniature monuments ( Leaning Tower of Pisa) with glasses.
Great Wall of China from mashed potatoes mixed in with rice. Yuck I know.
Of course we camwhore.
Make music ( I hope)
Celebrate birthdays. Eat Cake. I really enjoyed the latter.
Play ping pong!!! ( I don't rock at this)
Play cho tai ti!!!!
play heart attack
Try on friends' stupid looking beanies just for laughs.

Life in a boarding house is fun!!!

Ever-changing

I read somewhere once that the only thing that was consistent in life was change.

After almost 20 years of living life, I couldn't agree more.

Life changes so rapidly, without warning at all.

It could be one way today, and totally different the next day. A blink of an eye, and life as you knew it could evolve into something so foreign, so strange yet still familiar.

Everyone has their own dreams, their own attitudes in life, their own thoughts, their own intentions and desires. But yet circumstances draws us together, draws us into a tight web of connections in this seemingly small world at times that makes me marvel at the wonder that is life.

I've had so many people walk in and out of my young life, some I've kept in touch with over the years, some I've tried, some I've totally lost touch with, some I've had to let go even though I never intended or wanted to.

And sometimes I wonder, is it worth it?

Is it worth it to let people in your lives when you know they are going to walk away again, leaving an empty space, leaving you to pick up the broken pieces and try to fill up that hole?

Because despite all her beauty and excitement, life is cruel. She doesn't care, she doesn't care at all. She takes and gives, takes and gives until sometimes there is nothing left at all.

A dear friend is moving out tomorrow. A neighbour and someone who's always been there when I needed anything. ( Except before lunchtime!!) But tomorrow she will be leaving. Not far, but leaving nonetheless. I wish her well, really, I wish I could be like her, letting go of this place we've all grown attached to, but for some reason, I just can't. Not yet.

No more late night talks, no more going down for meals together, no more watching movies together, no more calling each other rooms on our free landlines because we forgot to tell the other a joke or just to talk, no more running next door to get the other to watch a youtube video, no more just being there, in each other's company. I guess I just have to get used to that, just another change life has thrown at me. It was always coming to this anyway.

You know who you are, thanks for giving me an awesome year and a half of living together, thanks for being my friend, thanks for being you, thanks for being irreplaceable. Thank you.
I'll miss you.

200th post!!

WOOHOO!!
This blog has reached it's 200th post!!!!
Thats like 2 centuries in blog years!!!!

My Sister's Keeper

Cindy and I chose this movie over 'The Ugly Truth' starring Katherine Hiegl and Gerrard Butler as we both felt it was 'our type' of movie, you know, crying movies.
Boy were we right.
It was 'our type' of movie alright.
We practically sat there and cried from beginning to end, by the time the movie was over, we just sat there ( with everyone else in the theatre) while the credits rolled and tried to compose outselves.
This is a movie based on Jodi Piccoult's novel. It is about a girl who was born as a donor for her sister who has leukemia. She was genetically engineered to be a perfect match for her sister, so from birth, she has been in and out of hospitals, donating this and that to her sick sister. She finally has enough, and sues her mother for medical emancipation.
Her mom is then faced with the awful dilemma of having to choose to save her sick daughter or allowing the daughter to die and let the other daughter have her freedom.
The movie was so well-made and so heart-wrenching that it made both of us appreciate life so much better after the movie.
I know I've said it so many times before, but seriously, people need to take my advice this time. If you feel like a touching movie, WATCH THIS!!

Happy Birthday Sis!!

Happy Birthday, Sis!!!
Hope you have a great one this year!
16's a great age to be ( Trust me!!! I wish I was that age again..)
Nice talking to you today, miss ya!