Spent the last 2-3 days catching up on grey's anatomy season 4.
I'm actually starting to get a bit tired of all the drama.
That's just too much drama for one girl to carry.
Love and sex aside, another recurring theme( aiseh, this is what english class in AUSMAT thought me) is the strange and twisted friendship that Meredith and Christina seem to have.
They always have each others' backs, they give each other the license to sin, they manipulate and make use each other ( Christina does this) and yet they form this exclusive relationship in which they term friendship.
Friendship is a strange strange thing.
It can be so hard and yet so easy with the right people.
Maybe most good friends have the Christina-Meredith friendship. It's just that they're not so upfront above it.
In one episode, Izzie says to Christina, ' why is it only okay when Meredith does it?
And to that I think the answer would be because she is Meredith.
Is true friendship giving the person the liberty to do whatever they want or just trying your hardest to stop the person from making what would seem like the biggest mistake ever?
I guess it's a bit of both.
Trying to stop the person but yet still stepping back and allowing the person to do whatever he or she decides.
And yet, still coming back in when the person has been hurt by that wrong decision.
And not saying I told you so ( okay maybe saying it once or twice but not too many times).
Because we, as human beings never know when that wrong decision could turn out right for that person.
True friendship is tough.
Sad that boy-girl relationship has always been overglamourised compared to good ol' friendship.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Just an extremely late night post inspired by contentment.
I'm contented.
In being me.
No, I don't think it's overconfidence because I see the flaws in me so well.
I just like being in my own skin. Haven't felt this comfortable since a pretty long time ago.
And it feels fantastically, radically awesome.
I hope it stays that way. For forever?
I'm contented because God loves me. Simple truth which took me what seemed like an eternity to discover.
I'm contented.
In being me.
No, I don't think it's overconfidence because I see the flaws in me so well.
I just like being in my own skin. Haven't felt this comfortable since a pretty long time ago.
And it feels fantastically, radically awesome.
I hope it stays that way. For forever?
I'm contented because God loves me. Simple truth which took me what seemed like an eternity to discover.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
Rascal Flatts
This is the saddest chorus ever.
Replaces Shannon Noll's Lonely in my books as the saddest break up song.
I know I'm a bit outdated when it comes to music.
What to do, graduated to mix fm.
I don't know why I'm up at 2.20am doing this.
Probably because I'm going back to good ol' Newcastle soon.
I always lose sleep when I'm about to face a change of condition.
Coming back home, the most popular question I'm asked these days is will you be coming back to Malaysia after you graduate.
I honestly don't know.
I don't plan on coming back to Malaysia anytime soon but I would like to think that Malaysia is still home.
Honestly, dealing with Malaysians and their nutritional status is frustrating.
It's not just about different foods and languages.
It's not even about the different beliefs of the different races ( ie : the chinese believe that food is divided into heaty foods and cold foods). I wonder how evidence based practice applies here.
It's about their attitudes towards food and nutrition.
They want quick fixes.
The mentality here is supplements and quick weight loss diets.
Malaysians (especially the young girls) are a skinny bunch but I don't think they're very healthy at all.
The BMI is definitely not useful as a health risk factor here.
Whatever happened to I want a healthy body.
I should just sell my soul and come up with an instant weight loss programme.
That way I'd be rich and not have to work. =p
Ah well.... thin does not equal beautiful.
That's something I struggle to believe in too.
Believe it, cos it's true.
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
Rascal Flatts
This is the saddest chorus ever.
Replaces Shannon Noll's Lonely in my books as the saddest break up song.
I know I'm a bit outdated when it comes to music.
What to do, graduated to mix fm.
I don't know why I'm up at 2.20am doing this.
Probably because I'm going back to good ol' Newcastle soon.
I always lose sleep when I'm about to face a change of condition.
Coming back home, the most popular question I'm asked these days is will you be coming back to Malaysia after you graduate.
I honestly don't know.
I don't plan on coming back to Malaysia anytime soon but I would like to think that Malaysia is still home.
Honestly, dealing with Malaysians and their nutritional status is frustrating.
It's not just about different foods and languages.
It's not even about the different beliefs of the different races ( ie : the chinese believe that food is divided into heaty foods and cold foods). I wonder how evidence based practice applies here.
It's about their attitudes towards food and nutrition.
They want quick fixes.
The mentality here is supplements and quick weight loss diets.
Malaysians (especially the young girls) are a skinny bunch but I don't think they're very healthy at all.
The BMI is definitely not useful as a health risk factor here.
Whatever happened to I want a healthy body.
I should just sell my soul and come up with an instant weight loss programme.
That way I'd be rich and not have to work. =p
Ah well.... thin does not equal beautiful.
That's something I struggle to believe in too.
Believe it, cos it's true.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
WHY A PUNK IN PINK?
Why a punk in pink?
Because I like pink.
Pink is girly, it's sweet, it's feminine, it's pretty.
And also, pink is always associated with females.
Pink is the stereotypical female colour.
So whilst pink is the stereotype,
A punk is dark, a punk goes against rules, a punk is not accepted by the society.
A punk is anti establishment, a rebel.
So I guess the whole idea of being a punk in pink.
is about being different even while being stereotypically the same.
It's a subtle form of rebellion against norms.
It's like this pink skull.
Because I like pink.
Pink is girly, it's sweet, it's feminine, it's pretty.
And also, pink is always associated with females.
Pink is the stereotypical female colour.
So whilst pink is the stereotype,
A punk is dark, a punk goes against rules, a punk is not accepted by the society.
A punk is anti establishment, a rebel.
So I guess the whole idea of being a punk in pink.
is about being different even while being stereotypically the same.
It's a subtle form of rebellion against norms.
It's like this pink skull.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
MY WISHLIST
I know Christmas is over and all.
And I've really overspent last year.
Need to be saving this year.
But a girl can still wish can't she? =)
My wishlist
a) Tickets to Micheal Buble / Phantom of the Opera in Sydney
30-31 May and 5 Jun in Sydney Entertainment Centre for Micheal Buble.
From May 11 onwards for POTO
b) A trip to New Zealand
The North Islands sounds good. =)
c) DKNY Be Delicious Perfume
d) A new notebook to replace my old one.
This is the VAIO® TZ Series.
I don't need such a nice computer but it's pretty isn't it.
LCD screen , built in camera, finger print sensor.
It looks good in champagne gold too.
e) Nitendo DS Lite
To occupy myself during the boring moments during placements.
f) Lots of pretty scrapbooking materials.
g) More quality time together
i) To complete my honours project well
A HD sounds very good. =p
j) Lots of favour during placements.
k) Lots of hugs and smiles.
l) To attend NTE ( and hopefully Japan will happen too)
And I've really overspent last year.
Need to be saving this year.
But a girl can still wish can't she? =)
My wishlist
a) Tickets to Micheal Buble / Phantom of the Opera in Sydney
30-31 May and 5 Jun in Sydney Entertainment Centre for Micheal Buble.
From May 11 onwards for POTO
b) A trip to New Zealand
The North Islands sounds good. =)
c) DKNY Be Delicious Perfume
d) A new notebook to replace my old one.
This is the VAIO® TZ Series.
I don't need such a nice computer but it's pretty isn't it.
LCD screen , built in camera, finger print sensor.
It looks good in champagne gold too.
e) Nitendo DS Lite
To occupy myself during the boring moments during placements.
f) Lots of pretty scrapbooking materials.
g) More quality time together
i) To complete my honours project well
A HD sounds very good. =p
j) Lots of favour during placements.
k) Lots of hugs and smiles.
l) To attend NTE ( and hopefully Japan will happen too)
Friday, January 4, 2008
I'm typing this out semi-blind, without my contact lenses ( and we all know I'm blind without it).
Even more than that is I have my left eye taped shut with a cotton wool over it because my mother ( the former eye nurse) told me that my hurt cornea will recover overnight if I do this.
I guess 2008 is really here.
Excuse my slowness in picking it up but 2008 is really here.
I'm really going to be 22 this year. No more in between , I'm officially an ADULT.
New year resolutions
Plenty.
Lose a bit of weight
Write and read more.
Start a prayer journal.
Keep it simple.
Save more money.
Keep in touch with friends that matter/
Stop being miss grouchy.
break bad habits ( fingers crossed)
Grow up.
Just a thought.....
broken friendships leave shards in hearts that you don't notice till somewhere later in life...
Even more than that is I have my left eye taped shut with a cotton wool over it because my mother ( the former eye nurse) told me that my hurt cornea will recover overnight if I do this.
I guess 2008 is really here.
Excuse my slowness in picking it up but 2008 is really here.
I'm really going to be 22 this year. No more in between , I'm officially an ADULT.
New year resolutions
Plenty.
Lose a bit of weight
Write and read more.
Start a prayer journal.
Keep it simple.
Save more money.
Keep in touch with friends that matter/
Stop being miss grouchy.
break bad habits ( fingers crossed)
Grow up.
Just a thought.....
broken friendships leave shards in hearts that you don't notice till somewhere later in life...
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
2008 + PERFECT WEDDING
Attended a beautiful wedding dinner yesterday.
It had everything that a fairytale wedding needed to have. From the gorgeous decoration pieces and flowers to the five-tiered wedding cake on the stage.
The selection of music was perfect, could have been my music list playing. ( yes, I'm a fan of soppy love songs).
The bride was simply breathtaking- elegant, beautiful and graceful.
The groom- strapping, tall, good looking young man.
They looked perfect together.
The speeches they gave were goose-bump worthy and made everyone go 'awwwww'.
Every detail was perfectly planned, a classy and elegant ( but very expensive I'm sure) event.
It's at a perfect wedding like this where I mentally start planning my own wedding. ( Am I scaring a certain person? =p)
What's a must for a perfect wedding?
The perfect wedding gown.
The perfect shoes.
The live band.
The flowers.
I love the idea of a dance floor where the bride and groom take the first dance.
But most important of all - the groom
After the glitzy event where we get to pretend we are princesses, we hang up our gown(s?) and turn to face the man that we're supposed to spend the rest of our lives with.
Sigh.
I so wanna get married.
Okay, so maybe I can't get married now.=(
Is it to early to start writing my wedding vows?
Don't get me started on wedding vows. They're not just something random, they're promises for eternity, for richer or poorer, for better or for worse, through sick and through health till death do us part.
Sigh.
*Slaps self*
Happy 2008 =)
It had everything that a fairytale wedding needed to have. From the gorgeous decoration pieces and flowers to the five-tiered wedding cake on the stage.
The selection of music was perfect, could have been my music list playing. ( yes, I'm a fan of soppy love songs).
The bride was simply breathtaking- elegant, beautiful and graceful.
The groom- strapping, tall, good looking young man.
They looked perfect together.
The speeches they gave were goose-bump worthy and made everyone go 'awwwww'.
Every detail was perfectly planned, a classy and elegant ( but very expensive I'm sure) event.
It's at a perfect wedding like this where I mentally start planning my own wedding. ( Am I scaring a certain person? =p)
What's a must for a perfect wedding?
The perfect wedding gown.
The perfect shoes.
The live band.
The flowers.
I love the idea of a dance floor where the bride and groom take the first dance.
But most important of all - the groom
After the glitzy event where we get to pretend we are princesses, we hang up our gown(s?) and turn to face the man that we're supposed to spend the rest of our lives with.
Sigh.
I so wanna get married.
Okay, so maybe I can't get married now.=(
Is it to early to start writing my wedding vows?
Don't get me started on wedding vows. They're not just something random, they're promises for eternity, for richer or poorer, for better or for worse, through sick and through health till death do us part.
Sigh.
*Slaps self*
Happy 2008 =)
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