Monday, October 31, 2011

And Dreamed Of Paradise

When it rains, it pours

It's been raining a lot these days. The plus side would be we'd get beautiful blue skies in the morning and then it would rain. Oh beautiful, glorious rain. Rain complete with thunder and lightning. If there was no lightning, I would be very tempted to play in the rain. But well, lightning is a very good deterrent.

The study-week routine has kicked in. Sleeping at 3am, waking up at 11am only to continue the vicious cycle until the time when everything boils down to this one moment. Actually it boils down to many moments but for now, this one moment seems like everything. Everything we hope for and ever wish to achieve. Sounds clichéd but the reason for this overused phrase is because it's true.

If this is how it feels to fall

And because jumping from one topic to another is so much fun, let's pretend that I have written the most fantastic post capable winning perhaps the Pulitzer Prize while I go punish myself by sitting in a corner with my calculator and pencil attempting to slay the evil twins- Mathematics and Statistics. Till then.

Signing out:
the-balloon-man

Random observation of the day: I have nice eyes.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Even If You Cannot Hear My Voice

Just moments ago..

It's the eve of another one of the many celebrations Malaysians celebrate. Yes, I'm talking about Deepavali. Or some say Diwali. Whatever it may be called, it is customary that the family gets together, eat and play poker.

As the years progressed and everyone's much older now, we find it a little hard to satisfy everyone. Especially in terms of choice of food. One vegetarian, one with seafood allergies and I'm pretty sure one has developed an expensive palate. Hence preparation is rather time consuming to assemble a feast to satisfy everyone.

So recently, my cousins and I were jokingly saying "Let's do something different this year". The plan? Order in pizza for the eve and dim sum for breakfast the next day. Wouldn't that be superfreakingawesome?! Imagine that. An Indian family eating dim sum on Diwali morning. Sounds like an awesome plan, no?

Of course we're not going to do this. But we might do it one day. In the mean time, I'm going to start planning for Christmas since I'm finally celebrating it in Kuching. -EXCITED!-

Signing out,
flying-kickapow!

Ps: Remember I said I was preparing for IELTS? I got my results recently. 8.0 :) Praise God

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

And You Can't Bear The Thought

That ominous glow. What is it?

This past week has been rather stressful with everything not under control. I've never felt more human than ever before- attempting subjects with the lack of passion and enthusiasm, slogging through every single day just wondering why here?

Quoting Steve Jobs, he said one day we'll be able to look back and finally connect the dots of our past. Dots that never seemed to make any sense until perhaps that day of reflection. That's all what we're looking for right? The big picture?

Maybe we shouldn't always be looking for the big picture. Looking too far ahead, we lose sight of the present. Living for the present day and we fail to plan for the future. What is with this contradicting ideas?

Are you my superhero?

IELTS done and now preparation for MUET. Never would I expect a Malaysian English test would be so hard. It makes no sense. Some practice tests had weird accents and grammatical errors. For example one answer insisted on "pollens" when I felt it was redundant. The would "pollen" is technically plural so to say "pollens" would make it redundant, no? Oh the frustration I felt as it brought me back to my days in primary school where I was powerless to correct the teacher for asking us to write an essay about "My Dreaming House". I'm serious. She insisted we talk about "glasses windows" in our "dreaming house". I wonder what happened to her after I left that school?

I realised I ended every paragraph with a question. Mostly rhetorical but still it counts as a question. Which is why I shall end this one with a question just to keep the rhythm. How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Signing out,
whipped-cream-and-macarons