Appraciating the wonders of little wonderful things in the midst of the hectic J1 life

All these things that's happening around me when I was happily typing away in front of my keyboard

Someone staying back in college for sports training
Some cat got bitten by ants
A young girl tying up her loosen shoe lace
and another one probably enjoying chips on her desk after 3 hours of mugging.
Some bottle of 100 plus got into a package to be delivered.
Some silly guy poured coffee over the table
Some...................Ok I run out of list, temporarily.

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You get the idea. Randomness.

Randomness is not a good thing entirely, but it is not a bad thing.

Reasons for why it is not a good thing
1. It makes your points in GP essays vague
2. Some markers are too dumb to read between the lines and appreciate randomness

3. Random jokes make othere shiver, and yet it is a good thing cos' it lowers the Earth's temperature (I'm gonna include this in the later part of this post, T-HEE)

4. People tend NOT to give you the reaction you so want them to, and THAT LOOK.
5. And sometimes, just sometimes, random people are being labelled as dorks.

and Here's the list I very much prefer more.

The awesome litany of reasons why being random is super duper fun!!
1. Randomness lowers down the Earth temperature (refer above statement)
2. Super lame jokes make me laugh without a reason, and it is fun replying people " I HASN'T A SINGLE DAMN IDEA!!" when people ask you why u laugh, and when they give you THE LOOK.
3. Funny people are random, and random people are funny.
4. Random people are smart, and smart people are the most random bunch of people on Earth I've met.
5. They just make you smile and laugh, whole-heartedly, without you expecting it.
6. You got a chance to give those random peeps THE LOOK, and Laugh your head out after that. (I don't understand why people need to laugh their arses off but head seems fine to me, after all the mouth has a smaller proximity to the head)
7. Well, you can write about anything you want, anytime, anywhere! Even when you're on some escalator carrying groceries with your both hands, you'll be random enough to pen some ideas in some corner of your brain.
8. Because being random is being me.
9. Being random makes a person stop, listen, think and feel. Most people I know jump into conclusions faster than the speed of an airplane, before others have the chance to finish their sentence. That is how random people tend to create the most incredible ideas and inventions in the world.
10. sometimes random people are just too lazy to categorize their stuff
11. Randomness is part of creation, just as failure is part of success
12. Random people hate unexplained, authoritative rules. They just hate the idea of having rules in the first place. I understand the important of rules, but, hey, some of them are really redundant.
13. They see the link, the connection to every single thing around them. The awareness, which many do not possess, honestly, has make dreams after dreams into realities.

Which I randomly want to add in two points to the previous list :
6. Because the lack of randomness has wreck dreams which could very well be a reality.
7. Because, un-random people are dead boring people to be around (Only 1% of the people I falls in this category)

Let's count how many people we meet in life that is random enough to notice the subtle yet beautiful events around them. (tiny things often are..just look at me XD)

I myself, having a radar for randomness enough to say that... most of the people I met,

ARE RANDOM ENOUGH TO BE AWESOME :)


(teehee)

Of frivolity and fundamentality

Let me start this off with a few scenarios

A person spending more on clothes rather than books.
A company investing more in advertisements than improvements on a good.
A wedding planned so furiously to make it grander than the other counsin's wedding while all the couple need is each other after the ceremony.

I did not imply that a bit of frills and trills every now and then is BAD, nor it is malicious till we need to stay away from it.

Did anyone notice how simplicity seem to bring out the very core of an action, an event, and every story to happen? I have not the wisdom yet to do so.

But one thing I do notice is that...the people
more and more people are give more attention to what is outside rather than what is inside.
Just look at the amount of people trying so hard to look nice
to dress up
and tonnes of make up on their faces
while forgetting that what pleases someone is not how you look, but what you are.

See those advertisements around us!
How many of them tell the truth? Yes, but how much of the truth?

Look at the effort lecturers put on the slides! I begin to see more and more animation PLUS cartoons, and is there a giraffee in the economics lecture slides?

Weddings are weddings, and now we have wedding planners too? oh and they are paid? for some lavish stuff? Haha yeah some people just want to enjoy the wealth they earned or they had born with. Look at the royal wedding, and how much more people yearn to have this kind of wedding. Some even wed for the sake of some lavish weddings and a lifelong opportunity to spend without having to think twice seeing that their prospective spounses are rich, or maybe they can file up a divorce or something.........
And yet the most important thing about a wedding is the tying up of two individuals.
Yes I do agree appearance do more that what it should at times, and people appreciate you when you look nicer, when things look nicer, when presentations are more graphical...

But somehow I think most efforts are wasted on it. Sad to say, I can't help but to do the same thing, maybe not that much effort, but still.

The simple things amidst the complexity of life

I once was told
life's greatest gifts come in the most unexpexted ways
I tend to anticipate, plan, scheme, or even dream
but never was satisfied.

Is this what I really need? Or is this only what I want, and never meant to me mine?

Life's greatest girfts, indeed, are presented in the most unexpected ways that we may never imagine.

I had been craving for chocolate since last month, eating different brands of chocolate never satisfy me. I chose to avoid eating those guilty chocolates when my weight meter shoot up.
But still, I kept dreaming of chocolates, every now and then seeing those bastards wrapped in beautiful wrappers from afar.
Well my empty money pockets indeed helped a lot throughout this agonizing...mission.

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My friend, who had returned from home, Bali, she gave me a biscuit,
somehow it looked a bit like..those biscuits in Ipoh, Heong Pieh. XD
Thanking here mindlessly, I tucked it away, and it joined the mess and books on my table.

Funny, how your tummy rumbles in the middle of the night, and NO
No mamak stalls around, no mamak kaki-s, NO BREAKING OF CURFEW
Hah! That Bali biscuit!

*took a bite*
ZOMG CHOCOLATE INSIDEE <3 :DDD

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Funny how frustrating it was for me to find the right kind of chocolate for my gluttonous tummy
when
one truly satisfying moment came on a faithful, tummy-rumbling night.

I find it hard to forget the simple joys like this, and decided to spread it, my first baby step is to post it in this bloggie.
Simple joys, they really do exist, don't they??

I'm keeping my tomorrow as a surprise, then *wink*

=D

the UNFRIEND button

This scribbler believe
that Hatred is a common thing in human. Blame it on the Human Nature.

This scribbler also believe that
there are times one can forget the pass, forgive the sinner who has hurt him/her unintentionally,
and not let himself/herself suffer by continuing the hatred.

Apparently I was wrong. This world is so much different from what I thought it is.

Facebook, as usual, always find ways to improve itself. In so that icons and features are added ever now and then that those seem so redundant to me, in everyway not an IT geek at all.

Well, here comes the 'UNFRIEND' button. Unwittingly, a friend in your list will just unfriend you, or you can do the same thing to your friend list. Convenient enough, to clear your friend lists, or to send a clear message to the unfriend-ed target of yours :

"WE ARE NOT FRIENDS ANYMORE."

It's kind of absurd in a way, friendships can be destroyed by a button in facebook. I can't bring myself to say I am perfectly nonchalant to these situations.

Shameless as ever, I should admit that I am a facebook addict, ever since stranded on a tiny dot island. Not many friends here, a fact I should be aware of being a newbie in a new environment.

Has everybody forgot that friendships are not built in a day? Forgeiveness is always around in a corner? And it is us who choose to embrace hatred instead of forgiveness?

I should say, I can't be sure myself.

But one thing I am sure : she has given me a very, very, very painful way to absorb my lesson.

By reminding me : once you've hurt me, you'll never get back the love of a friend that you yearn so much from me.

Never, never, never.

Tales from Bubble Tea-s

I like Bubble Tea.

In fact, me and my roomie share the same passion : the loyal love for bubble tea. Mind you, she has been addicted for the pass 4 years, and for me, well, only recently, not yet an amateur like her.

The cheapest one we can get here, hmm, is about $1.30, and some cost more, some even have their own franchise brand. The one we're really, really attached with is the one in Parkway.
*Ipoh's bubble tea costs RM2 each, if you're talking about that shops opposite my Secondary School*

So there it goes, if you go to Parkway, buy me one bubble tea kay? Deal.

Sometimes I like bringing home the two cups, sometimes finishing mine before returning. But one difference between me and her is : I always, always finish my bubble tea first before her.

Which leads me to a thought in my head, sigh, here goes another S1.30 in 5 minutes. Mind you, hers can last for one whole hour.

And sometimes I wonder, how many things in life I had not savour, really taste what's inside, and taken for granted.
Countless, once again. Like the flowers being bought, given and thrown away when they withered.

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But still, bubble tea rocks when u drink it illegally on buses. :D

Jogging along the shore line at ECP--you knew you're blessed

Ingrid is probably wondering
why this fellarh here choose to jog in the evenings
rather than mornings
or maybe afternoons

well, here's the thing Ingrid :D
I like jogging in the evenings at ECP because :

1. those are the times kids play
It reminds me so much of seeing the world for the first time, getting excited easily, and appreciated the fact that your parents are always there with you
2. you can see couples cuddling each other
old or young, they're all cute together! and those weird stuff people do to their darlings are just funny :)
3. a group of ladies walking and having fun together
means being single is cool! reminds me i have a bunch of girlfriends to bitch around :D
4. dogs
aren't these creatures the most adorable thing you've ever seen on Earth? some of them even wear SHOES! some look like their owners. oh look, there's one chasing after a stick on the beach, just beautiful.
5. people
you meet different people, some jogging some running some grabbing water bottles while huffing and puffing but all are having their relaxing time, if you call jogging a relaxing time, that is.
6. clothes
it is a rather bizarre thing to do but i love admiring clothes. this is the time when u see nike running shorts, adidas singlets and maybe a few school PE shirts here and there. oh not forgetting those who actually come here just to stroll after a hard day at work. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to see such people in their beach shorts and formal wear?
7. shoes
ahh, a bliss. i just love shoes, just love those shoes, this is the time you'll see nike adidas and all sorts of running shoes with colors beyond imaginations. some even have different colors of shoe laces. some single ladies might take off their heels and put on a pair of sandals, some ladies with their mateys have to have their heels on (no hard feelings) while men simply wore sandals, slippers or bare foot
8. family
Ingrid, this is the best part of all the evening jogs. Being away from my family makes me realized how much i miss them and how muc time spent on other stuff rather than enjoying the moments together. see those kids, see those proud moms with their eyes glittering everytime they see their children running, laughing; see those dads tirelessly chasing after their kids, and trying hard to ctach them when they trip and fall. see those kids, playing like they've never played before, and they've never build a sand castle before, and they've never had so much fun in their lives before.
evenings re the best time to see families, since mornings are filled with hectic schedules and classes. which is, for me, kind of pathetic but nonetheless important to survive;mornings are too beautiful to be wasted.

There you go, Ingrid, the answers to your question on the way to Fair price. Thank you for walking with me, that i know i'll never walk alone in the dark pavements, no matter how safe it appears to be.
And you'll probably notice more things too, if you've jog in the evenings. ;)

Down the road....this time, a cross road

Dear friends,

We know, this is the time,
where hard decisions are made
where choices bloom like forever for some
and the others who might think they're not that lucky to have choices
believe this : you have.
When all dissapointments flood up all the way to your knees
and when you think the world is unfair
when you feel all efforts and hard work all along; unrecognized
when all your hopes and dreams seem to dissapear and you're lost
Fear not,
those dreams are yours forever, they might be blur, but they're yours.
Even if the whole world thinks you are a loser,
without scholarships, without going through what the others think you should go through as a brilliant student
show them this : you're amazing
Amazing enough to challenge the norms and stereotypes
Amazing enough to bounce back after rejections
Amazing enough to say : I'll prove you wrong, and there's nothing between me and my dreams.
Count your blessings, every single one.
Not forgetting to look for doors of opportunities too, you might not know you'll create your own path
and write your own pages of stories with the most creative ways that no one could ever imagine
Smile : cause you're destined for something wonderful.

For those who had been blessed by one of the most valuable gifts in this world
Yes, it means everything for you, and I'm proud of you. :)
People might get jealous when you got what they eyed for
But don't worry, you're destinied to have it
Treasure it, hold it with both your hands
And don't forget to thank whoever's up there for this
Being a scholar isn't easy, but there are thousands out there who wish to be in your position
Count your blessings, every single one.
Some might say your future is planned and structured,
But you can always choose to go the other paths if you want to
Smile : cause you're destined for something wonderful.

The difference doesn't seem that prominent after all : we're all destined for something wonderful.

So I guess all of us are blessed in one way or another, don't we?
=)

All the best, and let's fight this war now.
My battle to stay awake studying is.....................
..................I think I need an army of coffee for that.

Love, Li Shing :D