I want to understand her...

In each one of us, we have at least one friend in our life who resembles Luna Lovegood, the queer dreamy girl from the Harry Potter stories.

Sounds familiar to you?

Dreamy. Always in her Fantasia (a Disney world). Out of the flow. Drifting. The butt of everyone's jokes. Queer. Lunatic. In her own world, doing her own thing when everyone else group up and work together.

In the end, she really does get behind...

I was one of the guilty ones. The one who made fun of her. Scoffing off at her Fantasia. Staring at her as she stares into the space in the classroom.

I never understood her.

When maturity and compassion came to me, I finally realised I was wrong.

She needed someone. A friend. When she's still oblivious that everyone else still poked fun at her dreamy self.

I wonder what goes through her mind. I never understood her.

What cognitive process in work inside her as she dreamily doodles on that piece of paper? I never knew.

Does she realise what's she doing is out of the flow? I never asked her.

What is she thinking as she looks outside through the window in the middle of class? I never had the answer.

Is she lonely? Or does she actually have an imaginary friend? I never had the guts to ask.

Was she in pain? I never cared, then.

Oh God... This line of personality is one of the few I have yet to comprehend. I studied, I observed, I asked questions. Yet her response, her reactions, her body languages... they baffle me till now. I even thought talking to anti-social people is more... predictable than her.

Oh Lord, I pray for her...

Back from my backpacking trip! (well, almost)

Zzz...

I'm now in Sungai Petani after 35 days of backpacking all over Malaysia. Tired but glad to be home.

Oh you wanna know more? I've set up a blog to document my travels at http://lynx-with-a-backpack.blogspot.com

It was wonderful. I really learned a lot of stuff and went through lots of experience. The best part was that I get to be in places I've never been to all my life! You know, this backpacking trip's like a crash course of survivorship (well in urban, villages, towns etc). Can say I'm a little more streetwise than before and I can only thank God for such experimental experience :p

It's alright. I'm OK. I think God can explain...

I know, I know.

Singapore. Big dollars. Comfy life.

Easy to say I chose Singapore because of this, right?
Easy to buy the fact that I'm 'migrating' for greener grass over that side, right?
Easy to believe that I'm all for good money and easy life, right?

Well, go ahead.

I don't have to explain myself if you don't care to know further. It's OK.
Your opinion on me may worth something but at least I know, deep in myself, my intentions are right.

And I don't have to buy your favour with my reasons which you can easily brush off as excuses.

It's OK.

Perhaps you don't know me after all... It's alright.
Time will tell you anyway :)

Till then, all the best in your own future undertakings.
Take care :)
And God bless you...



Blogger's note:
The title "It's alright, I'm OK, I think God can explain" is a line of the chorus from Kid Rock's It's Alright.

Hugh Jackman is soooo hot!

I watched X-Men: Origins with Carmen two days ago and I am so swooned by such desirable appeal that oozes from every inch of Hugh Jackman...
*goes ga ga*


To be honest, as a little girl, I never actually adored Wolverine in X-Men Marvel comics and cartoon. But that gorgeous adonis finally changed my mind!

In fact I was actually more infatuated by Gambit (both in comics and the cartoon) back then. But putting up Taylor Kitsch as Gambit in that movie really turned me off...
=.=

The Hugh Jackman material is so hard to find around here these days. To find the Hugh Jackman material as a part ingredient in a dream man is even harder. Think brain, brawn and heart together...

Oh when, oh how, oh who, oh where...?

:p



Blogger's note:
I know this sounds very ga-ga for me but at least please allow me some liberty to drool over real gorgeous man for a bit *wink*

Can you smell freedom?

Ahh... freedom never smell this good~


Oops wrong picture. Too much of Freedom Fighters on my PS2. Got that into my head...


Ah... This is more like it *wink*

In case you're wondering what's my fuss about freedom, I'll let you in a little secret:

I just finished my thesis presentation.

Hahaha... If you start to think of something about me, yeah, you've got that right. Too much work has gotten into my head also...



Blogger's note:
But seriously, Freedom Fighters is a good game. Try it if you have PS2. It's easy for military game rookie like me :p

My darlings...

I'm never a fan of gifts. Some of you'd probably start to remove your shoes and throw them to me as I am saying this. But few friends who know me very well understand my reason behind this statement.

I'm a practical person, all right down to gifts. My most feared gifts are the ones which collects dust 'in display' and do not serve my practical needs. I thank you all my friends that none of you has yet to give me a soft toy because I'm sorry to tell you that, if you would, it'd end up in a hospital or orphanage in the hands of a child who appreciates it even more than I do.

Yet deep inside me, as a woman, I yearned of gifts that spells of my certain taste. Yes, I may not be of well-to-do family and I am not that lucky to be able to afford real, sophisticated and practical items.

So saying that, I am deeply touched, almost to the point of tears, when I received my graduation-cum-birthday gifts recently. These are the very few luxurious items that can make me fly up in disbelief and surprise... *sighs in adoration*

A Parker fountain pen with my name engraved in gold cursive font with its own casing, together with a bottle of premium noir ink.



Daisy by Marc Jacobs. The very right signature scent I've been looking for all my life.

To the friends who bought these as my gifts, I really thank you all so much. It's not in the quality of these luxury items that touched my heart, but the thought and work you all have put in to research and observe my taste and style in those items, all for the reason to give me the best gifts you know I'd truly appreciate...

Thank you again.
I'll remember you all each time I use them...

Familiar but profound words...

Love is patient
Love is kind
It does not envy
It does not boast
It is not proud

It is not rude
It is not self-seeking
It is not easily angered
It keeps no record of wrongs

Love does not delight in evil
But rejoices with the truth

It always protects
Always trusts
Always hopes
Always perseveres

Love never fails...



Blogger's note:
Who wanna try to guess from which literature text these words are taken from?
Anyone can try to guess except Matt, Abe, Edmund and Lynnette... (you all already know which source it is from, no cheating :p)

Cleo's Unofficial Most Eligible Bachelorette

I flipped through this month's issue of Cleo and it's the season for 50 Most Eligible Bachelors! I don't know why, year by year, I'm starting to think the guys are getting less erm... eligible haha :p Nah, it's probably they're not within my requirements or that I've already set my eyes on the best guy ever *wink*

I checked out the profiles of each bachelor and each one of them has to answer some interesting questions.

So here's to you: The questions for me, Cleo's Unofficial Most Eligible Bachelorette!
(adapted from the original questions for the guys)

Describe yourself
Melancholic yet sanguine, practical yet idealistic, boring yet with a punch of surprises. How contrasting!

Success is
when you reach the end and you look back with no regret because you have done something you'll be proud to show to your Maker when you meet Him up there later.

People say I look like
part of my mom and part of my dad. Makes sense, eh? But obviously I don't look like the celebrity who shares my name.

My biggest fear is
the dark and the darkness that comes with it. Well, maybe it's because the things my mind like to play inside.

What is the best compliment you've gotten?
When someone told me that there's something in me that sets me apart from other people that person watches... I can only give the credit to God for this...

Your celebrity dream date is
either Matthew McConaughey or Justin Long. I still can't decide which one.

My first ever boyfriend would say I am
always too busy with everything

If your ideal man is a coffee, he'd taste
awful. I can't take coffee. Can he be tea, please? I love tea, and he'd taste like pu er cha if he's a tea. Goes through bitter times together, yet deep down, everything is so sweet and soothing...

What's the biggest fashion turn-off?
Shiny pants or shirts. Oh, and add pink colour to that list too.

I like it when a man wears
a nice fit knitted top.

What do you have in your grooming closet?
For now, my cosmestic set (plus bursh kit), manicure set and skincare set.

If you could invent anything for men, what would it be?
A self-organising wardrobe so a man can safely pick a well-coordinated outfit for the day, for any need and occassion.

The last time I teared up was
when I tripped over my male friend's weight bar. The pain on my poor foot was so unbearable. That weight bar didn't even move!

The albums I have on rotation are
Heavenly Voices compilation album - both CDs.

My relationship deal-breaker is
unfaithfulness.

Biggest turn-ons about a man are
his heart, his brain and his athletic figure.

I get fired up over
interesting challenges, activities, debates and discussions. And also high-energy scenarios.

Most people don't know I'm
addicted to DotA, PS games and other video games at times.

My guilty pleasure is
sleeping when I'm supposed to be awake.

When I'm a mother, the advice I'd give my teenage son is
to treat all elder women like mother and all ladies and girls as sisters.

When I'm a mother, the advice I'd give my teenage daugther is
that I want to and I can be her best friend too! C'mon fashion, boys, shopping... only your mother can pay for you, not your friends.

Most romantic thing you've done?
I made a trip all the way to my friend' shop in another state just to customise a dog tag for a man for Valentine's day

What did you do last night?
Watched Bones and NCIS. Onlined and chatted. Read many missed issues of Reader's Digest. Chatted with Eve till morning. Long night eh?

My best pick-up line is
(I think this question is more suited to guys, not girls)

My biggest regret is
that I didn't reach out to certain people when they needed me before they die...

I think Rihanna should
be able to iron out issues with Chris Brown without us making interfering judgments. She's a grown-up already! Leave her alone.

The lost family time...

After slugging my entire final academic year on my experiments and neglecting my family, finally, all those missed holidays (CNY also - don't gasp), I'm going to make it up for them this week before I go back to Penang for my thesis presentation...

Oh ya on another note, my backpacking blog is up already. Do check it out at http://lynx-with-a-backpack.blogspot.com/

Cheers!

A routine that just got messed up

Finally!

I submitted my thesis draft on April 3!

For once, I felt a very heavy weight being lifted off my shoulders.
But at the same time, it left quite a hole inside.

I've working too hard on it, I've forgotten how was my life like before my FYP came in.

The next day, I woke up and prepared to go to lab, just to realise that I no longer have experiments to perform. So I cleaned up my lab.

The next day after, I ended up in my lab. Since there was nothing more to clean up from my side, I ended up cleaning up my coursemates' side a bit. Unable to progress (I can only return my lab apparatus to the store next month and my viva's 4 weeks away), I ended up in my supervisor's office, faculty's office and other people's office haha :p

The next day after (again), I surrenderred and picked up DotA where I left it. And that's the beginning of my found-again so-called addiction, playing till well past midnight for many nights in Matt's place, where laptops and kakis await me earnestly. Thanks Abe, Ed, Paul and Nguei for that fun! I've finally rediscovered my fingerwork in DotA~!

Wow, I'm supposed to study for my exam the week after the next. And as I am typing this, I am now in my parents' house in Sungai Petani, on a binge of months' worth of Reader's Digest, Internet sessions and rounds of Clue and Risk with Sue and Wei. I'm supposed to study for BGT314 which is scheduled two days' time.

Yeah Matt, you're right. I've got senioritis, a common condition affecting final-years.
Help!
I want to stay like this forever :p