Like, Real Random.

These are the photos that I wanted to share for the past few months but failed to do so. =)

The bunnies from my childhood. Not mine though.

I want a library like this, with books filling up every nook and corner, sunlight streaming in at just the right angle.

Ah! Tintin!! I suppose I've read every single one of them here.

The Stinky Toufu! Yeah baby!

I'm missing my dog... <3

I want to bask in the sun too!!!!!

The Couch and I. Only.

Read this article quite some time ago about possessions and love. Thought of it again when I saw this picture that I've captured. Quoting a line from the article, 'people who feel loved and accepted by others place lower monetary values on material possessions than folks who feel insecure and unloved.'

Well, I sure value my books more than others do. And I can't stop buying. Does that mean that I feel insecure and unloved? Hmm....

Maybe, just maybe, I should find someone to fill up that empty couch across me. In the meantime, my beloved books shall continue to nurture the part of me that is 'unloved'. XD

下着雨的八点半

滴滴答，滴滴答的雨声，及偶尔传来的雷声。

电脑荧幕上的时钟，分针缓慢的移动着。

桌上搁着好几本书，好几盒零食，好几张信纸。

雨声越渐急骤，雨势大了。

低沉的雷声，突然变得宏亮， 脑海里出现一道白光划过漆黑天际的画面。

白光一闪而过，留下带紫的天空。

之后，黑暗重返。

滴滴答，滴滴答，雨依然下着。

雷声再次响起。

画面重现，如此重复着，重复着。

冷气缓缓地吹着，鼻间充斥着滋润乳的香气。

眼睛，有些干涩。

分针再次移动。

晚上八点半。

突然觉得，彷徨。

十二年前后

假日无所事事的我，为了找样东西，翻箱倒柜了一番。

东西没找着，倒是翻出了小学的纪念册。

那年的我，十一岁。

志愿是当医生。

梦想是在所有的政府统考里拿全A。

兴趣是天文学和地理。

最爱炸鸡，披萨。

休闲活动是读书，睡觉。

今年的我，二十三岁。

志愿是当兽医。

梦想就只差那一个A。

兴趣很广泛，但不再重要，因为没时间。

不再吃炸鸡，披萨。

但，

依然读书，依然睡觉。

十二年的光阴，十二年的岁月。

改变是必然，成长呢？

Of Fear and Confusion

I haven't been writing for a while. Twenty two days, to be exact. Maybe there have been a lot going on in life, but I can't recall, really. It's the same old routine day after day, week after week, that I'm lost in it. And time flies by. The speed of it, it scares me. Another day gone by before I can say 'tomorrow'. The fear wears me down, a little. Yes, time is running out, and that is to assume that I am still to live for years to come. It's not like I'm going to die soon though, which is again, an assumption, because it's not up to me to decide when I am going to die. So in a way, to say that time is running out is to build on the assumption that the time frame in between now and my goal is within my alloted life span. The word 'alloted' might sound a bit passive, or destined, but it is in no way suggestive of me forgoing my authority over my life to any other, whatever. The fact is that other than those within my circle of influence, there are a lot else out of my control. This post started off weird anyway. Maybe it's the stress that's been lurking under the radar, or maybe it's PMS camouflages as the nonexistent stress. And by my definition, PMS stands for Perimenstrual Syndrome, instead of Premenstrual Syndrome, where the syndrome lasts from before the period till after, instead of just before the period, as suggested by the latter.

It was actually a mixture of random feelings that urged me to write. These aren't feelings that are describable by single adjectives. It is the 'feeling' of sketching down the view of the chef busying under the warm yellow light from the window; it is the 'feeling' of going back to Bintulu for the starry skies when all I see here are light-polluted grayish blue patches devoid of twinkles; it is the 'feeling' one gets when one's been listening to the same three albums non stop, repeatedly, for the whole day: The Script and Science & Faith by The Script, and the OST for I Am Number Four; and the 'feeling' that lingers from watching the movie Hachiko A Dog's Story few days back.

Anyway, I'm now listening to the OST while reading the book , I Am Number Four by Pittacus Lore. Guess I'm always the 'young adult'. And some really nice songs in that album. Really nice.

Shall there be no shadow, can you appreciate the beauty of light?

It's Friday, Friday

It's Friday! *wink* I woke up at 7 this morning (for a few seconds) thinking of jogging but went back to sleep anyway. Woke up an hour and a half later, switched on my laptop and haven't moved since. After checking my mails, I hit Youtube. Checked out Nigahiga. And hey, he has a new video. It's his off the pill rant on Rebecca Black's Friday. As usual, he's totally funny. Then he mentioned this Alexandra Wallace girl in the library. So I checked her out. Turned out she's posted this racist vlog on Youtube about Asians in the library. Before I went on to check out that video, this other video response caught my attention first. It's a song called Ching Chong! Asians in the Library Song. This guy, Jimmy is really talented. Got the song and video done in less than 10 hours. Cool. So I checked out his other videos, one of them is his Acapella cover of Super Mario Brother theme song. Very nice!

So, these are the videos that got me occupied on this fine Friday, Friday! =)

And no, I'm not on off day today. I'm on noon shift. =(

Killing Time

I should sleep. It's 11pm, and I'm morning shift tomorrow. But I'm still awake, waiting to harvest my watermelons for my Smurfs' Village, because if I harvest past the hour, the plants will wither. Urgh, this is so not right. Me, trading my sleep hours for this?? I'm glad it's just few more minutes to go.

Anyway, that's not my purpose of writing this blog. Like I said, I was waiting to harvest my plants. So while waiting, I checked out Wong Fu Productions Channel on Youtube. Saw this old video that I've never watched before, Up In Da Club. Heard this very nice song in the video, had no idea whose song is that. Then, from the list of videos at the right hand side, I saw this link to David Choi's Something To Believe, and I just knew that, this is the song. Nice song really.

Ah, my watermelons are ready! Sweet dreams people.

Bits and Pieces

This is one of the roads that I usually take when I go for jogging. Note that on the left side of the photo there's this long stretch of wall. (Probably you can't see that long stretch, but it's there.) The other side of the wall is actually the LDP. See, I'm jogging along the highway! =P

Went to Books Kinokuniya again today. Bought my SAT Prep books. RM170 gone. And that was just two books. And I'm not done buying yet. (I am in a very passive position here, because I have to, need to buy those books. Guilt free? Oh Yeah!) I was going to take my reusable bag out when I paid for my books, then the girl took this nice paper bag out. I'm sorry, but I'll definitely reuse it!

This is a scene from 'Whisper of the Heart' by Miyazaki Hayao. Watched this a while back. Love it. The boy and the girl were initially strangers, then they noticed each other's name on the same library cards of the books that they both had borrowed. Isn't it just so sweet? But this kind of thing will never happen again, because technology ruins romance. (I'm actually quoting this from a series of videos on Youtube by Wong Fu Productions on how technology, ruins romance. Check them out. Very nice.)

Random

I was in a pet store today. While I was looking at the cute puppies, someone beside me said 'poodle' with perfect enunciation, so I paid him a little attention.

First off, get this. A big guy, bald. Macho? Maybe.

Then, to the dog that he had on leash. Shih Tzu. (In case you have no idea, it's a tiny dog.) Well, that's his preference.

was going to walk off, but something caught my eye. Man, it's not just any Shih Tzu. It's a Shih Tzu on DIAPER.

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