Sunday, January 31, 2010

Love

Love is like the air we breathe.
It may not always be seen, but it is always felt, used and needed.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Chuckaholic

Now that I'm done with The Big Bang Theory, I've moved on to 45-minute- TV series... (Yes, I still don't have a life. :D)
So I started watching this new series, and I haven't been able to stop since.
"Chuck" is basically about, well, Chuck. He's a computer geek who works at an electronics store who gets the whole american government's secrets downloaded into his head and is then thrown into the spy world. He gets a hot CIA agent and a stony-faced NSA agent as his bodyguards as he's hot property now that he has all the government's information in his head.
It incredibly hillarious, and the plotlines are very well formed and connected. Action is good and one other good reason for me to watch the show is the super duper cute Zachary Levi ( Pic below), six feet four, charming smile, beautiful chocolate eyes, he's the cutest computer geek I've ever seen........ he can fix my computer anytime :D

Thursday, January 21, 2010

If I Were A Psychologist

If I were a psychologist, I'd want to conduct a couple of studies.

First of all, do the socks you wear describe your personalities??
Do morbid, depressed people always wear black socks with no other colours or patterns on it?
Do happy, cheerful people wear colourful ones?
Do people who are young at heart wear those with silly cartoon characters on it?
What about people who lead a life that is restricted and uniformed, do they sometimes wear gaudy, colorful socks as a form of rebellion against all that uniform?
I think socks would tell me a lot about a person.

And second, how do we choose where to sit on the bus.
For example, when I get on a bus, the first thing I do is to find a row that is empty. This is to avoid sitting with someone. The second thing I do is to find out which side the sun will be shining into more, to avoid getting too hot. And finally, I decide which seat would be the most comfortable one for me ( usually the one with a slight rise on the floor to be a nice footrest for shorter people)
However, if I get on a full bus and all the rows have at least one person on it, then I have to think about WHO I want to sit with. Do I want to sit beside that young teenager talking loudly on the phone? Do I want to sit beside that Asian girl sleeping with her head against the window? Do I want to sit beside that old gentleman in a suit?
I've always wondered how people choose their seats.
How is it that sometimes, the only seat left on the bus is the seat beside me, and still nobody would sit there, instead preffering to stand than to sit. Did they not notice it? Or did they just not want to sit with me because I was projecting some negative energy??

Perhaps I should do a survey, out of pure boredom, and ask people these questions.
Perhaps I should take up psychology....
Perhaps I should get something far more beneficial and important to do with my life than sitting around in my room pondering these problems. :D

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Adulthood

"It may sound silly, but the day I realized I could buy any kind of soda I wanted was an exciting day for me ( as an adult)"

I was at MacDonald's that day, after having lunch with Ivy (where she told me about her engagement- Congratulations again, Ivy!) and I was just standing at the counter trying to decided on an iced latte, a low-fat mango frappe or an iced coke. That was probably when I had a moment. I'd read this quote somewhere a while ago, and while I was debating on which drink to get, I realised......... that I was an adult. ( Well, sort of, I'm technically not 21 yet..)

I could actually order anything I wanted for lunch, anything I wanted for dessert. And I could even order DOUBLE DESSERT if I wanted to. I could buy a motorbike, I could watch any movie I wanted, I could go out whenever I wanted, I could do WHATEVER I wanted.

When I was younger, all the way through high school, this was always my ultimate goal, to be able to have that freedom, that autonomy, to do anything I wanted, anytime I wanted.

Funny, I've had that for so long now, and it just came so seamlessly, I never realised I had it. There was no epic moment like in the movies, where something happens to signify the passing on from childhood innocence to adult responsiblity. No uplifting soundtrack, no solemn narration. I just, became.

Without knowing it, I'd become an adult.

And boy, adulthood isn't all it's cracked up to be. Maybe because along the way you learn that every action has its consequences. Eat double dessert, get fat or sick later. Buy anything you want, end up broke or sleeping in a gutter somewhere. Don't study, fail your subjects and graduate late.

God works in funny ways doesn't he?
He made it so that as kids we lack the freedom but go through life with so much innocence. We are able to dream, to hope, to make impossible plans as kids because of this innocence we have. And then even though he gave us this freedom as adults, we don't embrace it fully anyway because of this loss of innocence, because of all these lessons we learn along the way to becoming an adult.

Ah, life.

And just fyi, I got the mango frappe. (It was yummy! Haha)

Friday, January 15, 2010

12 things you should never, ever change

I found this list in a magazine the other day and I just had to post it because I think ALL of us will understand this and would agree to at least half of them. Enjoy :)

1. That your favourite part of yoga is lying down at the end and being covered with a blanket.

2. That you still think the word 'fanny' is funny. (It is)

3. Your biscuit maths:
Five iced vovos consumed in one sitting= Fat Cow
Five iced vovos eaten one at a time, each prefaced by a walk to the kitchen= perfectly fine.

4.That you rehearse Soprano-esque fights in your head when people push in front of you on public transport. But you only ever communicate your feelings via telepathy and eye squinting.

5. Your fantasy rider: La Perla underwear, Moet, white flowers, orange M&Ms, shirtless Pharell, your rabbit ( not the pet) and coffee stirred counter-clockwise
*Unfortunately, I do not understand this one :(

6. The unabashed joy you feel on unearthing a deep ingrown hair. Extra points if you extract the root.

7. Calling in sick because you're behind on laundry.

8. Your filthy laugh.

9. The way you tear up when you walk past a restaurant with nobody in it but the owner. Its proof you still have a heart.

10.Your highly convincing art-that-you-don't-understand face

11. Your 'Wow, you got me a scented candle!' face

12. That you fantasise about winning an Oscar. Even though you're an auditor.

I admit to being guilty of number 1,3,4,6,7,8 ( Anyone who knows me know how annoying my laughter is haha), 9,10,11 and 12 ( even though I'm a nurse! )
How many of these made you think, "Ohhh yeahhhh, I DO do that!' :D

Thursday, January 14, 2010

The Big Bang Theory

'Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started. Wait...
The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began to drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
We built a wall (we built the pyramids),
Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries,
That all started with the big bang!'

You have NO idea how catchy this song is. And how HILLARIOUS this series is too!
4 uber-geeks ( Seriously, we're talking kids who used to get dunked in high school who've grown up to be scientists working in labs with no human contact at times and who go on Superman marathons, comic bookstores and play Klingon Bogle) find out they have a new neighbour, a hot girl with slightly below average level of intelligence and utter hilarity ensues as these people from opposite worlds try to find common ground.

The stories are nothing much to shout about. This is no How I Met Your Mother amazingly structured storyline, nor is it Scrubs originality, and definitely no FRIENDS... but oh my, they sure can make me laugh.

BAZINGA.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Sydney baby!!!

We were at Sydney for New's Year's eve, the fireworks were spectacular, the city was gorgeous, night life was good fun and the buildings much, much taller than Adelaide's. Sydney at night.
Pearl and I, waiting for the fireworks to begin.
We then went on a boat for a Brazillian boat party.. the boat was late, and we got bored waiting at the port.
Finally got on the boat, and it was awesome. There were people playing those traditional brazillian drums, and some doing the Capoeira ( A Brazillian dance)..
The next day, we went to Circular Quay and the main city area and walked around...


Finally got to the most iconic Australian landmark, The Sydney Opera House!
After 3 years in Australia, it's about time I got there!!!
Unfortunately, it was nearly dark by the time we got there, so we didn't really get the best picture. Besides, after you get there, after all that hype and anticipation, its just 'Meh, this is it? Big deal.' :D
Ryuti's t-shirt. 'Oh dear!!!'
Third day of the trip, we went around to the rocks. Stopped for some pictures along the way too.

Finally got to the rocks (which was exactly what I said, just a bunch of rocks). But apparently its the spot to be because from the rocks you get a perfect view of the Opera house and the Darling Bridge in the background, 2 of the biggest tourist spots in Sydney.
Unfortunately, the sky started to turn colour, and it started to pour with rain. All of us got caught in it (no pictures, sorry, Lalita's camera isn't waterproof haha). And by the time we managed to get to the city again, we were all drenched and had to buy new clothes. :D Nice opportunity to shop in Sydney really.

We then stopped at Starbucks where there was a laugh about the boy's names. Ryuti was ordering and when they asked for his name he proceeded to spell it out.
"R-Y-U-"
"Oh, I know, Roy!!!!"
Thus, the name on the cup. :D
We know who Douglas is, but who the hell is Dugles???!!!!
Apparently being able to spell is not one of the requirements for a job in Starbucks!
Got caught in the rain AGAIN on the last day ( it was just Lalita, Guy and me). By this point we were like, Oh what else is new?
And got ourselves a couple of cheap, silly-looking ponchos from some souvenir shops.
All in all, it was good fun and I love Sydney!!!

Here's to SYDNEY BABY!!!

Christmas at home.