Pluto

J:Pluto is badly infected by yeast.

Pluto...is badly infected by yeast.

Pluto....

is badly infected by yeast.

The fur on his paws is falling off. I'm thinking to put him to sleep.Or maybe, can wait for you to come back and have a look at him first.

My mind goes completely blank, not knowing what to do. I don't know how, all I can think of is this small space of mine.I've already lost a bestie, and now I may lose another loyal company of mine since secondary school.

I don't know what to do. I don't know how, can you teach me ?

20 Cents Theory

Few days ago I talked to Lawrence and he randomly tested me on his 20 cents theory:

Law: What will a girl do if a guy only had 20 cents?
Me:Ehh, why?
Law:
If the girl took all the 20 cents, that means the girl loves herself more than she loves the guy.
If the girl shared with the guy and each gets 10 cent, that means she's really looking into their future, and she's willing to work hard together for it.
If the girl gave all the money to the guy, that means she loves the guy more than he loves her.
Me:What if the girl gave the guy extra 20 cents?
Law:That means...the girl is rich.
Me: Lol.
Law: Jk.That case then the guy will be very touched and will work even harder to repay the girl for what she has sacrificed for him,to make her feel that he's worth it.

That's the funny future lawyer's set of 20 cents theory, I LOL-ed twice because I knew he made it up. That's just so his style because he loves crapping. The more you know him, the more you understand his bird language.

Being distant for 7942 miles, 16 hours of time difference, 8 months of not seeing each other yearly, it's so amazing that he's always there when I need a pair of ears. He's like my second brother, teaching me his bird language and his ways to distinguish a good guy and a bad guy.Most of the time,he also shares with me his lame jokes and basically everything that we can think about.

People who don't know him good enough will think that he's always playful and sarcastic. Some girls even find it annoying because he criticizes them quite often.However, I really appreciate his honesty and care although his sarcasm can never change. At least he bothers to tell me things straight off without giving me face at all, instead of lying to me.His honesty and care are what I find valuable in our friendship.

He's definitely one of the very important guy friends (V.I.G) in my life.Bear bear young tops the ranking, Law will definitely be the second. With them, I've more than enough reasons to be content with my life.

Purikura プリクラ

I’m not a fan of mini-sized stuffs but there’s one exception to this- Purikura (photo sticker). I like Purikura a lot because of the dreamy and whitening photo effects aside from the various background selections. During my times in Malaysia, I used to take Purikura several times in a year with different bunch of friends.What I love the most is that every set of pictures will never look the same with various photo booths around for me to choose.

Some people think that Purikura is a splurge, but I’m sure many girls will defend it. To them, people have to squeeze in the photo booth and start posing in every few seconds. They don’t see a point of being so gan jeung when taking a picture, why not just sit in front of a digital camera and pose for gazillion times until you’re purely satisfied with the photos taken since that's more frugal. What's worse is that, as if the photo is not small enough, we still have to cut it into a few pieces to share it with our friends.




Usually those who don’t like Purikura are either guys or those who don’t like to take pictures at all. I don’t blame them as people without a little sense of narcissism will only put their money into waste when taking Purikura, because it’ll be much more interesting and fun if you enjoy the craziness and ganjeung-ness during the photo-taking process.

Of course, don’t do it so often until every pose in your picture looks almost the same, take Purikura occasionally as a souvenir for someone else. Purikura can be much more fun when you're with the right bunch of people. My friends and I usuallly take Purikura as a remembrance for some significant days, such as someone’s farewell or birthday. Then we share it among the few of us, so that everyone gets the same piece of souvenir and memory.



Also, I think Purikura has beautifying effect. Almost nobody will look ugly in it because you can always add some stuffs to cover the parts that you don’t like. If not you can just choose the best few shots and make them even prettier. And almost nobody will say that you look ugly in a Purikura.Based on my observation, they will only say cute even if the people are not cute inside, the background colour, bling bling and those cute shapes will attract their attention. Of course, it’ll be a benefit if you’re pretty, because Purikura will make you cuter and prettier.

When these people look at regular photos and see someone who's not so good looking, somehow they’ll be harsher. Seriously, my guy friends will tell me straight off “Ei, that girl looks ugly.” or “She looks fat.”

Sigh. I wonder why I have guy friends who are so mean sometimes.Perhaps a photo is beyond a photo to them.

When I'm not a YES girl.

A friend told me that it’s tiring to give in so much to your friends or your beloved one without receiving anything in return. No matter how hard you try, you’ll still end up feeling tired and hopeless one day, so it’s just a matter of how long you can prolong the period before bursting it out.

For one second, I thought of myself because I’m currently at this stage. I’m just trying hard to prolong the period and ignoring the reality from time to time. I’m hypnotizing myself that everything will eventually be fine and soon enough, they will appreciate my efforts. I really don’t expect everyone to treat me better or repay me for what I have done for them, but just the thought of appreciation will make me feel grateful.

Unfortunately things don’t work that way. I forgot that things are not measured on a scale and equilibrium is not important in the real world at all. The more effort I put in, the nearer I’ll fall into the pit and return to the grey zone. I forgot that I’m so scared to go back to the grey zone again. Like a balloon, the triumph of flying in the sky will still be hit by the disappointment for its complete disappearance after a while.

I thought of myself, and I thought of you. Here's what I think about our friendship.

Sometimes you don’t really seem to care for me as a friend when you say you do. You can’t seem to be there when I need you the most.But I had so much faith in our friendship, I gave in and compromised, and I anticipated for the outcome. I really tried and gave my best, but you didn't seem to appreciate much, so I know that it’s time to move on.

When expectation turns into exhaustion and disappointment, I’ll feel tired and fragile. But it’s also when I realize my stupidity and step up to confront with the truth, I’ll regain my strength and dignity. I know it’s not worth it. Maybe, you don't deserve it.

Been stupid for once, been stupid for twice, I can’t blame anyone for treating me this way and hurting me this bad, because I chose to believe them in the first place.But I really hope that there won’t be a third time anymore as it slaps my face really hard.Sometimes I'm just unlucky, and this is definitely one of those times.I guess I won’t be able to see the ideal outcome,since the possibility of it is like waiting for rain in the drought. Instead of anticipating so much from you, I guess it's time for me to walk out of your circle and move on from now onwards.

Because, I’ve promised you guys that I will take good care of myself and I will work my promise. I'm just unwell and tired at the moment, tired of being a YES person.

Thank you for teaching me a lesson.

Cammmm Cammmm Campbell's!

Hey guys.

I can finally rest my mind temporarily after having my last midterm for this semester. When school starts, every part of me will function at full engine as well because there's just so much to do in school.



These were the 2 cans of Campbell soup that I was talking about last time. I did an assignment this term on Campbell soup. and my task was to compare the regular cream soup and low-fat cream soup in terms of ingredients, labeling regulations, consumer trend, and lastly, personal experience.

Out of curiosity, I tried out both products to make a better analysis on the taste and texture of these products. Okok, I'll cut out the crap and basically the most distinct difference was that the low-fat cream soup was less saltier than the regular cream soup.



It almost drove me crazy to find each ingredient's functional property to the product.The first question went like :
Explain the role of each ingredient in terms of its contribution to the product.

So the web says that oil is an emulsifier.It makes sense to assume that everything with oil in it has emulsifying property.

First I saw Chicken fat, which has oil it in. So I immediately classified it as an emulsifier.
Secondly I saw Canola oil, which is also a type of oil. Hmm, maybe they need 2 different emulsifiers, so I added it onto the list.
Then I saw other types of ingredients which are oily and contain fats, and I started to question myself.

SO ALL OF THEM ARE EMULSIFIERS? AND ADD AROMAS TO THE FOOD?

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FATS AND OILS IN A PRODUCT WHICH SERVE THE SAME PURPOSE? WHAT FOR?

Okay. I couldn't come up with a proper answer for now, although I spent quite some time researching the ingredient list. I feel like the more I understand, the more confusing I am. Ironic I know, but somehow I managed to make up some parts of it based on my own knowledge in combination with what I've learnt in class.

After doing the assignment, I definitely understand my friend's feeling:

A is a flavour enhancer, B & C are also flavour enhancers.WTH most of them are flavour enhancers, how am I supposed to explain them?

I was on the same boat too. Perhaps this assignment helped to open up my eyes to the world of food chemistry. It's time for me to make new friends with the ingredients from now onwards.

By the way, here's something extra for the day:

EU:为何有冬瓜，南瓜，西瓜，但就是没有北瓜？

That made my day.

Should I?

I've been considering on student exchange programme for my third year study.For many reasons, I think it's definitely a good opportunity for all the things that I haven't experienced before.

Maybe it's a good time to leave, and explore another new land. I think it'll be a good experience.

I'm struggling again. Should I go for it or not?

Night walking

Tonight,I was very bored looking at the 2 cans of cream soup to be used for my assignment, I bet I’ll dream of the ingredients if I continued looking at them.Quick enough,I made an impulsive decision to give night walking a first try since I had no idea what to do and who to turn to.

Although it was raining lightly, my legs were not in control and I had a strong urge to get out of the house. I thought it would be a good idea to walk around the campus under the rain, just like how I used to walk under the rain with Val on our way back home from school, until our shoes and socks were soaking wet.

Just that, I was all alone this time.

I’m not a lone ranger, but I really couldn’t recall anyone who would do such a crazy thing with me in the midst of the night, at 11+ pm when it was still raining outside. I don’t think anyone would be up for me.

Someone told me that jogging will stimulate happy hormones, but that didn’t work well on me. So I tried on night walking, since I haven’t been going out on my own in a while, thus I really don’t mind going out for a walk alone. What I really needed was a quiet place, a clear mind, an MP3, and a pair of legs to keep me walking.

So I began my journey and started walking to those familiar places in which I’d pass by a few times everyday during school days. I'm always in a rush during schooldays, walking at the speed of light and neglecting the surroundings most of the time. Therefore, I took very small steps this time and tried to scrutinize everything which passed by me, attempting to capture everything on my sight. There were people who walked in the opposite direction as mine , they must be thinking that I was insane since I was the only one moving toward somewhere where the public transit couldn’t be accessed.

I walked from the west side to the east side of the campus, stopped by at rose garden, then I moved on to the west side again, passed by Thunderbird stadium. The whole journey took me approximately 1+ hour. It felt good to be clueless on my destination, and proceeded down the road leisurely. I didn't have to worry about the time and walked until I felt like going home. If it wasn’t because of the rain, I think I could have stayed outside for even longer and take a sit on a bench somewhere. Frankly, I think I should make use of my tuition fees and explore the campus as much as possible since my parents have paid so much for it. It should be the place for everything from study, accomodation, scenery (slightly), to achievement, then only can it fit the slogan 'a place of mind'.

My mind is so jumbled up with all sorts of things and that screw me really hard. I can’t make it feel right,and I don’t know how to amend it. I’ve everyone’s problem with me, and when I finally have time for my own problems, I can’t find a person to turn to. It was my first time apologizing to someone for not being able to chat with her after a couple of minutes, because I wasn't feeling very right at that time. If I didn't stop at that very moment, it would have become her turn to worry about me. But you see, I seldom lose my patience to listen,it has been my all-time role among my friends.It makes me feel so guilty when I fail to carry out my role properly.

All these while, I never really ask for anything. But suddenly, I feel like talking on the phone in the midnight when I can't sleep. Suddenly, I feel like unraveling everything and borrow someone's shoulder to lay on. Suddenly, I feel like borrowing someone's time and let myself all out.

Gah. I miss those times when I had the chance to tell out my secrets, when they ain't secrets in front of you guys.

Kelly Clarkson does the wonder.

Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even without fists held high, yeah
Never would have worked out right, yeah
We were never meant for do or die

I didn't want us to burn out
I didn't come here to hurt you now
I can't stop

I want you to know
That it doesn't matter
Where we take this road
Someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone

Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you wanna cry
Started with a perfect kiss
Then we could feel the poison set in
Perfect couldn't keep this love alive

You know that I love you so
I love you enough to let you go

I want you to know
That it doesn't matter
Where we take this road
Someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone

I'm already gone
I'm already gone
You can't make it feel right
When you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone,already gone
There's no moving on
So I'm already gone

Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye

This is definitely another goodie from her after " Because Of You".

It takes time to open up the door again

Just yesterday, Susie told me a heart-breaking accident which happened on her friend and the girl’s boyfriend. Frankly, it was not the first time I heard such an ordeal happened to people around me.Having said that, my emotions will still be affected everytime I hear something like this. It’s always painful to hear, or see people leaving us, knowing that they have stepped on a path for eternity, towards a place which is beyond our reach.

Perhaps the only way we can keep them with us is to bond the tie within two hearts, to remember and believe that they will never step out of our heart. Then we move on to our life, with the belief that they’re still watching over us. Maybe, their mission on earth is completed, and now they have another mission and responsibility to complete in an eternal world.Maybe,they mean more than what they are.

Deep down inside, we still miss them, but the world has never stopped for us to reminiscent, not even a second. We know, we still have life to continue. We know, we still have to rebound and get up one day. One day, we still have to open up the door and welcome the outside world again.

We know, that human limits can be explosive. We can do better than we thought if we release the time bomb in us. Therefore, for what our parents have given us, we shall live the most out of it. Since everything happens for a reason, things may not match with our desires and goals at first, but we’ll eventually understand the ultimate reason one day.

What we’re really waiting for is the arrival of that day.

What we’re really battling against is time.

My encounter with Quatchi

I’ve been hanging out at different parts of Downtown very frequently within these 2 weeks. It’s so frequent that I can almost call Downtown as my second home in Vancouver.

Even though I’ve been there for so many times, there are still things which I’ve missed out on my previous outings because abundant events and performances are happening simultaneously. So, it’s kind of like my luck to see which performance I bump into for the day.

Yesterday, I saw Quatchi (also Sumi & Miga) !!!!Quatchi is my favourite mascot among all the Vancouver Olympics mascots. On the first sight, you may think that Quatchi looks so plump, but you’ll regret by having that thought later. Don’t underestimate Quatchi’s ability to skate despite of its size, because it can skate skilfully and shake its butt while skating.


Why do I like Quatchi the most?

Quatchi reminds me of Pooh-cute and cuddly. I’ve always preferred those animated characters which are bigger in size, look fluffy and huggable, as if it makes you feel so warm when you hug them. Come to think of it, that makes sense because people usually like those things which can keep them warm and secured, how can a tiny bear give you that sense of security when you hug it?

I’ll sum up yesterday as a good day with great people.

Thanks to Isis and Wayne, I got a free bear which has the same colour as Quatchi! Yay!