Decisions, decisions.
At times I wonder whether I'm being too selfish. For the past few months, I've been telling everyone that I won't be going back to Malaysia etc etc, and that my parents would come over to visit me instead. The good news is that my parents agreed, and they even told me the bookings they made and when they're coming over.
Bad news is, I changed my mind at the last minute. I *suddenly* had the biggest urge to go back during early January, come back here mid February. In other words, I was asking my parents to NOT come over, after all the hassle I put them through. I felt so bad.
Then, after a phone call just minutes ago, they agreed to let me come back and not come over. They had wished to come here OR that I could stay longer to celebrate their 50th birthdays! Now I feel super duper BAD.
Yes, that's me, the prodigal daughter. Only thinking about myself when my parents considered everything but themselves.
HOWEVER, I'm staying put with this decision. I've decided that I'll be the bestest ever daughter back home (that means helping out at the shop whenever I can, not arguing with them whatsoever), and celebrating an early birthday thing for them. Is that fair enough for them, I wonder?
End of exams
Exams ended on Wednesday for me. Such a joy and relief, but kinda feel bad with the others who still have many more exams to come.
Anyways, right after BIOC exam, we brought Rebec to Golden Harvest saying that we wanted to buy some bubble tea to drink. Then the others came, but we insisted that it was just a lunch thingy to celebrate Alex and Sing Sii's anniversary. Teehee. The truth slipped out when Raymond said grace. Kekeke. Rebec got a birthday muffin, pink jandals, and a red hot watch! haha. After too much dim sum stuffed down our stomachs, we went for a walk along uni.
Group pic at Golden Harvest.
In front of the registry building; Rebec & Joss.
Overlooking the river; Rebec, Joss & May.
My pink jandals wanted a picture too!
Photoartistic #1
Photoartistic #2
Photoartistic #3 (my fav photo of the day)
Photoartistic #4; bumblebee *buzz buzz*
Cutesy bday card.
Photoartistic #5; a statue at the Botanic Gardens, taken by Greg.
Anyways, right after BIOC exam, we brought Rebec to Golden Harvest saying that we wanted to buy some bubble tea to drink. Then the others came, but we insisted that it was just a lunch thingy to celebrate Alex and Sing Sii's anniversary. Teehee. The truth slipped out when Raymond said grace. Kekeke. Rebec got a birthday muffin, pink jandals, and a red hot watch! haha. After too much dim sum stuffed down our stomachs, we went for a walk along uni.
Group pic at Golden Harvest.
In front of the registry building; Rebec & Joss.
Overlooking the river; Rebec, Joss & May.
My pink jandals wanted a picture too!
Photoartistic #1
Photoartistic #2
Photoartistic #3 (my fav photo of the day)
Photoartistic #4; bumblebee *buzz buzz*
Cutesy bday card.
Photoartistic #5; a statue at the Botanic Gardens, taken by Greg.Looking back at all the pics that I've taken, I realised that my Casio Exilim Z500 is really not bad at all! hehe. May not be as pretty as the new Sony slim series ones, but with a super wide screen and awesome pics, I'm not complaining!
PS. Click to enlarge the nice pics! =)
PS. Click to enlarge the nice pics! =)
The thin/fat hypothesis
Hypothesis or fact?
Fat people who study overseas eventually become thin,
Fat people who don't study overseas still stay fat;
Thin people who study overseas eventually become fat,
Thin people who don't study overseas still stay thin.
Generally, I mean.
Is it because of the larger portions of food found elsewhere other than at home? Or is it because we have no choice but to finish our food just to be polite? Or, we HAVE to finish all our food since the price of food is super expensive and throwing it away seem wasting? Or does it have to do with climate? Or because of a lower metabolism rate?
If it's climate that's causing the weight gain, what about those that seriously lost a lot of weight overseas? Self-descipline? If it is the price, wouldn't cheaper food stimulate people to buy more and eat more? I'm confused.
Also, fat translates differently when you're at another country. Back at home, the 38 aunties will tell my mum, "Wah, your daughter become so fat ar! Just like my little chubby son!". Wah, aunty, for your information, stop saying things like that to other people if you don't want to get a super chubby daughter-in-law! Fine, I might have gained a few extra spare tyres, but you don't have to embarrass me in front of your son and my mum, ok?!
At the mean time, 1000 miles apart, the locals will comment on how thin I am. =____= As much as I want to believe that second opinion, it will never be a fact. I came here, I ate more, Studholme fed me more, I metabolise less, I see more and eat more again. The freaking cycle continues until someday I decide that it's time to start dieting, or if there's a cute guy that's worth losing all those fat for. Meh.
Onto a different topic. Congrats to my fav ever football player ever- PAUL SCOLES for scoring on his 500th game for Man United!!! Consistency, ROONEY, is what you need. Learn from the pro!
Fat people who study overseas eventually become thin,
Fat people who don't study overseas still stay fat;
Thin people who study overseas eventually become fat,
Thin people who don't study overseas still stay thin.
Generally, I mean.
Is it because of the larger portions of food found elsewhere other than at home? Or is it because we have no choice but to finish our food just to be polite? Or, we HAVE to finish all our food since the price of food is super expensive and throwing it away seem wasting? Or does it have to do with climate? Or because of a lower metabolism rate?
If it's climate that's causing the weight gain, what about those that seriously lost a lot of weight overseas? Self-descipline? If it is the price, wouldn't cheaper food stimulate people to buy more and eat more? I'm confused.
Also, fat translates differently when you're at another country. Back at home, the 38 aunties will tell my mum, "Wah, your daughter become so fat ar! Just like my little chubby son!". Wah, aunty, for your information, stop saying things like that to other people if you don't want to get a super chubby daughter-in-law! Fine, I might have gained a few extra spare tyres, but you don't have to embarrass me in front of your son and my mum, ok?!
At the mean time, 1000 miles apart, the locals will comment on how thin I am. =____= As much as I want to believe that second opinion, it will never be a fact. I came here, I ate more, Studholme fed me more, I metabolise less, I see more and eat more again. The freaking cycle continues until someday I decide that it's time to start dieting, or if there's a cute guy that's worth losing all those fat for. Meh.
Onto a different topic. Congrats to my fav ever football player ever- PAUL SCOLES for scoring on his 500th game for Man United!!! Consistency, ROONEY, is what you need. Learn from the pro!
Final Exams
It's now a fact: I always occupy myself with unimportant things to distract myself away from studies right before exams. Which is a bad thing, really.
During SPM 2 years ago, I would blog at least once a day, mostly about random stuff that nobody would be bothered reading about. In uni, I would spend the nights before exams changing blog layouts, editing previous posts, and creating new posts. Blahhh.
MANV 101 exam is on tomorrow morning. Freaked out is merely an understatement of what I'm feeling right now. The lecturer was honest enough to tell us that our results would be a grade lower than what we expect. In other words, he was looking forward to seeing us back next year if we're aiming for a C. Shucks.
However, MUSI 110 exam on Monday wasn't as bad as I had expected. A huge part of it was due to the fact that my examiner turned out to be our hall's choir conductor. Yeap, it was truly a blessing. Going into the seminar room anticipating the worse and finding Liz instead certainly did bring my heart rate down to normal levels. I got perfect scores for rhythmic dictation but only managed the B grade sight singing test. 16 out of 20, not excellent but good enough to get a B or A- overall. Meh. Should I take another music paper next year on sound recording techniques?
Speaking of which, I found out a super cool software which I never knew I had existed on my laptop! Part of the NERO software programs, it's called the Nero Wave Editor. Played around with it, and managed to modify a few songs by cutting and pasting bits and pieces of melody together. So useful and cool!
Oh well, better get back to final last minute revisions.
During SPM 2 years ago, I would blog at least once a day, mostly about random stuff that nobody would be bothered reading about. In uni, I would spend the nights before exams changing blog layouts, editing previous posts, and creating new posts. Blahhh.
MANV 101 exam is on tomorrow morning. Freaked out is merely an understatement of what I'm feeling right now. The lecturer was honest enough to tell us that our results would be a grade lower than what we expect. In other words, he was looking forward to seeing us back next year if we're aiming for a C. Shucks.
However, MUSI 110 exam on Monday wasn't as bad as I had expected. A huge part of it was due to the fact that my examiner turned out to be our hall's choir conductor. Yeap, it was truly a blessing. Going into the seminar room anticipating the worse and finding Liz instead certainly did bring my heart rate down to normal levels. I got perfect scores for rhythmic dictation but only managed the B grade sight singing test. 16 out of 20, not excellent but good enough to get a B or A- overall. Meh. Should I take another music paper next year on sound recording techniques?
Speaking of which, I found out a super cool software which I never knew I had existed on my laptop! Part of the NERO software programs, it's called the Nero Wave Editor. Played around with it, and managed to modify a few songs by cutting and pasting bits and pieces of melody together. So useful and cool!
Oh well, better get back to final last minute revisions.
Where is the love?
It's been quite some time since I've written something biblical. Heh.
Anyway, the topic preached at church this morning was on LOVE. Yeap, something that we all thought we knew but in actual fact, we all fall short of loving ourselves and the people around us.
Basically, that passage alone is enough in teaching us how to live life fully. But in reality, no one is perfect, and that is why we can never achieve all these points. The one that stood out the most (to me personally) during these times is the phrase "it keeps no record of wrongs". Though it's easy to say "I'm sorry" or "I forgive you" or "It's alright" etc, I still find it so difficult to really let things go and move on.
Some people I know said that they have indeed moved on, but still continue to bring up the same issue over and over again, continuously digging up the past. It's not only so irritating and frustrating, but doing that is actually making yourself seem pitiful in the eyes of others.
Don't you see that though you're hurting yourself and those around you subconsciously? I know that you're not intentionally doing that to seek attention or whatever, and letting go may not be an easy thing to do, but just surrender it all to Him.
Please don't take this personally, and don't ask me if this is you that I'm writing about. I just want you to know that I'm not avoiding the "issue" or anything, but the process of forgiving and healing can only happen if one side starts letting go. I challenge you to be that bigger person, I have faith in you. =)
On a lighter note, someguys blokes in Aussie decided to come up with a slang bible. If you're going "HUH?" already, read this.
Anyway, the topic preached at church this morning was on LOVE. Yeap, something that we all thought we knew but in actual fact, we all fall short of loving ourselves and the people around us.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. LOVE NEVER FAILS.1 Corinthians 13:4-8a
Basically, that passage alone is enough in teaching us how to live life fully. But in reality, no one is perfect, and that is why we can never achieve all these points. The one that stood out the most (to me personally) during these times is the phrase "it keeps no record of wrongs". Though it's easy to say "I'm sorry" or "I forgive you" or "It's alright" etc, I still find it so difficult to really let things go and move on.
Some people I know said that they have indeed moved on, but still continue to bring up the same issue over and over again, continuously digging up the past. It's not only so irritating and frustrating, but doing that is actually making yourself seem pitiful in the eyes of others.
Self pity is the smog that pollutes and obscures the light of the Son. The more you are out of it, the deeper it hurts. The more your eyes shed tears, the greater the sting of loneliness.Charles R. Swindoll
Don't you see that though you're hurting yourself and those around you subconsciously? I know that you're not intentionally doing that to seek attention or whatever, and letting go may not be an easy thing to do, but just surrender it all to Him.
Please don't take this personally, and don't ask me if this is you that I'm writing about. I just want you to know that I'm not avoiding the "issue" or anything, but the process of forgiving and healing can only happen if one side starts letting go. I challenge you to be that bigger person, I have faith in you. =)
On a lighter note, some
The Cockney Lord's Prayer
Hello, Dad, up there in good ol' Heaven,
Your name is well great and holy, and we respect you, Guv. We hope we can all 'ave a butcher's at Heaven and be there as soon as possible. And we want to make you happy, Guv, and do what you want 'ere on earth, just like what you do in Heaven.
Guv, please give us some Uncle Fred, and enough grub and stuff to keep us going today, and we hope you'll forgive us when we cock things up, just like we're supposed to forgive them who annoy us and do dodgy stuff to us. There's a lot of dodgy people around, Guv; please don't let us get tempted to do bad things. Help keep us away from all the nasty, evil stuff, and keep that dodgy Satan away from us, 'cos you're much stronger than 'im. Your the Boss, God, and will be forever, innit? Cheers, Amen.
Muahahahaha. Farnie Aussie blokes.
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