In Motion

Today is your lucky day - because I'm about to post some pictures of my Institute taken yesterday during the Larian Mesra 1 Malaysia 2013 which my cohort organized. Behold the boys' block at 6.40a.m. Fork in the road with misty mountains and a lone lighted lamp post. How poetic. Nothing poetic about this. Jo and I were checkpoint officers (this was not our checkpoint teehee). Hope you had your fill of scenery today!

Over the past month, I have been flooded with references to marriage and relationships and future plans and going over to the States to see my boyfriend. All this only served to remind me of the sad reality of my relationship. I'm feeling upset because these are my best dating years, and I have to spend them Skyping or Google hangout-ing with my boyfriend. I want him nearby to be with me, to go places with me, to share life experiences together. And it saddens me that I will not have this for another good two or three more years - by which time I would have started working already. Then, things will be definitely be different with our commitment to our respective careers. I want to experience a dating life as a student, love with all my heart, and be loved in all the ways possible. Is this so unreasonable a request? I feel so happy when he's back home. So eager to see him at every opportunity and be his constant companion. I can hardly imagine dinner dates, movie dates ...

For CNY. Have loads of homework to do, though. So here goes. *downloads movies* Kidding. I really have to start on my homework, or else I'll be swamped when I get back. I'd REALLY love to start my holiday by doing something necessary but non-academic, but since the shops (and probably the library) are all closed, I guess I'll...have to do the academic stuff. * sigh * Now if you'll excuse me... *potters downstairs to do anything un-academic*

This is ODD. One of my favourite personality tests is the Myers-Briggs 16 type test. Back in secondary school, I used to be an ISFJ, then I morphed into an ESFJ for a short period of time. When I came to this college, I became an ISTJ (I still blame it on the fact that I had to be tough on people due to groupwork factors). Out of the four traits, my Introversion/Extroversion factor has always been somewhere in the 50-50 range. I myself, however, know that I'm DEFINITELY an introvert because while interaction with people is enjoyable to me, I need lots and lots of time to recharge, and I really like my alone time too. So I don't really understand why the ESTJ profile seems to suit me more, but it does. There are still certain discrepancies, but I think it's more because of the way I was raised. And of course, I AM more introverted, so yeah. After all, one can't expect to neatly box people up into 16 types. If you want to know me more, click HERE . If you want to ...

It's getting really really hot here. My throat feels perpetually dry and itchy and my post-nasal drip is on overdrive. Usually, sneezing a few times in a day means I'm coming down with something, and I've sneezed three times today. But considering the climate here, I think it's just the heat. Please just be the heat, I can't afford for it to be anything else, like a flu . Classes till 4 every day (even if they end at 4.30, most lecturers aren't keen on staying till THEN), kick-boxing practice for a performance from 8.30-10.30 almost every night. Homework has to be settled within the 4.5 hours between 4-8.30, a period of time in which lethargy takes precedence and I end up sleeping away at least an hour. Dinner takes half an hour, at least. That leaves me with 3 hours to date my homework, and probably not in the most enthusiastic way. Oh and I forgot to mention laundry. That takes anywhere from 15 minutes to an hour, depending on whether I use manual labou...

Just the other day, my lecturer asked me if I wanted a son as a first born. She was asking in the context of "Does the Chinese ethnicity view boys as leaders/more important?"  I said yes, I want a son as a first born. Then she moved on to ask another girl. =P I should've explained why I wanted a son as a first born. It's not because I think guys are better than girls. I'd be happy to have all girls too. (Poor dad, though, with no sons to share his manly interests with =P) The thing is, ideally , I'd like to have a son and a daughter, and if I can bear the pain of childbirth, maybe a third child. I also want my son to learn to protect, love and lead his younger siblings. I don't really want my son to be the youngest and pick up manja habits, which, in my opinion, are more suitable for girls. There you have it, my preconceived notions of what a guy should and should not be like. =P  Yes, I think manja guys are NOT sexy. The fact that a guy i...

This semester, I'm learning an interesting subject called "Culture and Learning" (or something to that effect, because the BM name is "Budaya dan Pembelajaran"). Right now we're studying terminology (race, ethnicity, society, etc) and the various different cultures in Malaysia. It's a pain to talk about all the ethnic groups in Malaysia because there are just SO MANY. My group presented a discussion on different ethnic groups and their demography in Malaysia this morning. It took me 4 hours of research and editing last week to put together the slide presentation and my part on the Chinese ethnic group. No kidding. At the end of this presentation, I was left with a clearer understanding of the main ethnic groups in Malaysia -  except my own . I have no idea which ethnic group I belong to. Biologically speaking, I am of the Chinese race . But apart from my fair skin and small eyes and flat features, I really don't know what else in me is Chinese...