Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Game Over. No Replays.

"I wished relationships could be reformatted. Then I'd copy out the good stuff, erase the bad, reformat everything, rewrite our story, and then all that's left would be our love and happiness that would last us for the rest of our lives."


Here I am, just up, teeth unbrushed, face unwashed.

Don't mind me, I'm just in one of my emo moods right now.

It's already 1.30 p.m. and I haven't had my lunch yet. I set my alarm at 9 a.m. last night; goodness knows how it turns out that I awake at 1.30 in the afternoon instead.

I don't know why, but I felt the urge to blog. Not sure about what, but just wanted to share.

Last night was...


People are telling me different things. I do, I don't, I do, I don't... and then that person comes and tell me I don't, and then I'm not sure anymore.

I know I shouldn't let people tell me what I feel, I should tell myself how I feel. Thing is, sometimes it's just easier if there was this know-it-all telling me what I ought to do and what I ought not to do, and then I wouldn't have to get so tensed up thinking about it anymore.

I remember how when I was a kid, my parents made all the decisions for me and all I had to do was obey them. Of course, I wasn't too happy about that at the time, but now I kinda wished life was like that all over again.

Responsibilities and independence scare the hell outta me.

I know I'm not being very responsible saying all these; I am growing up and it is my responsibility to take hold of the reins of my own life and steer it.

It's just that, I'm scared.

What if I made the wrong choice and I had to live with the regrets that come with it for the rest of my life?

This lil game called life, it's a great game. It's nice to play and all, but there's just one function lacking. There's no "save game" option, and there's no "Game Over. Replay? 10... 9... 8... (press any button to continue)" .

The problem with this game is that you have only one chance, and one chance only. If it's game over, it's game over as in, "Game Over. No Replays".

As confusing as it is, there is just this last thought lingering around. If I didn't care at all, why would I get so stressed up and confused over it? Wouldn't I just ignore it? The fact that I am sitting around giving myself white hairs over it - doesn't it prove something? Doesn't it shows that I do, in fact, care?

I don't know. Maybe the long holidays are getting ahead of me. If only I had something to occupy myself, maybe I wouldn't be so confused. Maybe then, I'd have an idea of what I want.

Whatever it is, I guess all I wanna say is, I'm going to give it another shot.

If you're reading this, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I ever did to hurt you, and I'm sorry that I'm this stupid girl who gets confused at about everything, and I'm sorry I can't be a better person. I feel so stupid and dumb right now, and all I am wishing for is for you to be right beside me, telling me everything is going to be okay, that we'll be together, and we'll be the two happiest people in the whole world. I know the past few days have been tough. I know we've lots of unfinished business between us, and the more I think about it, the more I think it's piling up so high that I don't even know where to start clearing off. I don't know if this is love, but all I know is, I miss you and I want to spend time just being with you.

Been rotting away in NTU for the past 2 weeks now. As I quote Pook Seng, mushrooms are growing out of my head.

Like so:

Lol-ness. (I love my hair. I think I have one of the most beautiful, straight, smooth hairs I have ever seen.)

Anyways. Tomorrow will be my first day of work at ExxonMobil. Wish me luck, coz I have a feeling I'll pretty much need it.

Side note, I was randomly surfing the net when I stumbled upon this guy Julien Martinez. I love his art. Click here to view. I personally love the carousel, too.

Here's his version of Alice in Wonderland, which is currently my wallpaper:

Click for larger view.

Okay, going to brush my teeth now.

Monday, 28 June 2010

Just for laughs

I found this while randomly surfing:

I love Barney.

Knowing. Or not.

"Now Michael (Jackson), He'd put on a show... He'd lose weight; you'd see him lose weight on stage. That's not plastic surgery, he sweated that nose off."
-Michael Kyle, My Wife and Kids-

What's an interesting way to start off a blog entry?

Am having a bad case of blogger's block.

Nothing much going on lately - unusual sleeping habits, skipped meals, anime marathons, unkempt room, piles of laundry, unfinished food and the likes.

I know what you're going to say, so save it. I'm sorry I can't be better than this, you know? It's just...

I know. I'm 20, I'm already in my 3rd year of uni, and I should know better than to rot myself away

Thing is, I'm going to be homeless by the end of July, I'm nervous about my new job at Exxon, I have so much stuff I don't know what to do with them, and I miss having everything being taken care of like how it used to be back home.

I don't know why I'm here right now. Blogging, I mean. There's absolutely nothing worth sharing. Or is it that I've grown so numb that everything that goes on around me doesn't seem that interesting anymore?

The past few days have been...


See? That's the best I could think of. Lived. No adjectives. Fun, boring, stressful, exciting, sad, none of those. Just. Lived.

Life (cf. biota) is a characteristic that distinguishes objects that have signaling and self-sustaining processes (biology) from those that do not, either because such functions have ceased (death), or else because they lack such functions and are classified as inanimate.

I don't know. It's like I don't have feelings anymore. Or maybe I do, but they just seem so distant that I can barely feel them. I can barely feel my own feelings. I don't exactly know what that means either.

Watched Toy Story 3 with a few friends the other day. I enjoyed it a lot. I almost cried at the end.

Went to view a room today, but I don't think I'll get it coz the rent is like freaking $500 a month. $600 for twin shared. I don't know. Living expenses are freaking high around here and it makes me wish I had a million dollars. If only.

Since I was already out, I decided that I might as well do a little window shopping alone.

Y'know, solo shopping isn't all that bad. You go where you want, you see what you want, and you linger as long as you want. No obligations. Just me, myself, and I. It's the traveling that sucks. Which reminds me. I've got to get an iPod ASAP before I die of malnutrition, musically speaking.


Been visiting random sites; there's actually lots to see if you really looked. Googling can only give you so much, and many other unpopular sites go unnoticed. If only there was an easier way to reach them.

Random thought. There are some people in this world that I can't help but loathe.

Celebrated Pui Mun's birthday last night. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PUI MUN!!!

It's so much easier to write in your own blog coz then you could write absolutely anything you want, rather than writing, say, an article for a magazine, or your own book, or essay assignments, coz then you'd be confined to a certain topic, a certain scope.

Of course, I'd like to believe that even in blogging, I would be somewhat confined to a scope that I myself see as appropriate, stuff that would be deemed "un-boring" to my readers.

Unlike this post.

Some people rant, some people talk about controversies, some people post funny stories, some people post pictures of themselves having fun in their little adventure called Life. I don't exactly know which category I'm in, but I guess I'm more of a 'contemplater'. I think, and I pen them down in words, in the hopes that others might read them, and then... uh...


 I may seem happy, childish, even naive on the outside, but you'd never know what lies in the deepest recesses of my mind.

Coz neither do I.

P.S.: I should stop minding about what others think of me.

Thursday, 24 June 2010

Of outstanding payments and cute spiders.

"They're multipurpose. Not only do they put the clips on, but they take them off."

-Pratt and Whitney spokesperson explaining why the company charged the Air Force nearly $1000 for an ordinary pair of pliers-

I know I probably posted this before, but I like it so much that I can't resist sharing it again.

Don't stop reading till the end:

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.19pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Overdue account

Dear David,
Our records indicate that your account is overdue by the amount of $233.95. If you have already made this payment please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.
Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles
From: David Thorne
Date: Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.37pm
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
I do not have any money so am sending you this drawing I did of a spider instead. I value the drawing at $233.95 so trust that this settles the matter.
Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.07am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Overdue account

Dear David,
Thankyou for contacting us. Unfortunately we are unable to accept drawings as payment and your account remains in arrears of $233.95. Please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.
Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles
From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.32am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
Can I have my drawing of a spider back then please.
Regards, David.
From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.42am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Overdue account

Dear David,
You emailed the drawing to me. Do you want me to email it back to you?
Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles
From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.56am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
Yes please.
Regards, David.
From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 12.14pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account


From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 09.22am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Whose spider is that?

Dear Jane,
Are you sure this drawing of a spider is the one I sent you? This spider only has seven legs and I do not feel I would have made such an elementary mistake when I drew it.
Regards, David.
From: Jane Gilles
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.03am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Whose spider is that?

Dear David,
Yes it is the same drawing. I copied and pasted it from the email you sent me on the 8th. David your account is still overdue by the amount of $233.95.
Please make this payment as soon as possible.
Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles
From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.05am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Automated Out of Office Response

Thankyou for contacting me.
I am currently away on leave, traveling through time and will be returning last week.
Regards, David.
From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.08am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Hello, I am back and have read through your emails and accept that despite missing a leg, that drawing of a spider may indeed be the one I sent you. I realise with hindsight that it is possible you rejected the drawing of a spider due to this obvious limb ommission but did not point it out in an effort to avoid hurting my feelings. As such, I am sending you a revised drawing with the correct number of legs as full payment for any amount outstanding. I trust this will bring the matter to a conclusion.
Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Monday 13 Oct 2008 2.51pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Dear David,
As I have stated, we do not accept drawings in lei of money for accounts outstanding. We accept cheque, bank cheque, money order or cash. Please make a payment this week to avoid incurring any additional fees.
Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 13 Oct 2008 3.17pm
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

I understand and will definitely make a payment this week if I remember. As you have not accepted my second drawing as payment, please return the drawing to me as soon as possible. It was silly of me to assume I could provide you with something of completely no value whatsoever, waste your time and then attach such a large amount to it.
Regards, David.
From: Jane Gilles
Date: Tuesday 14 Oct 2008 11.18am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?


Tuesday, 22 June 2010

I wish.

Three wishes, to be exact. And ixnay on the wishing for more wishes. That's all. Three. Uno, dos, tres. No substitutions, exchanges or refunds. 
 -The Genie, Alladin-

I got so frustrated with NTU's stupid hall allocation policy that I started wishing a genie would appear right in front of me and I'd wish for lots and lots and lots of money so that I could buy  and move into one of those white bungalows just beside NTU campus.

Of course, being able to wish for anything in the world, my day dream didn't stop right there. In fact, it continued for another 2 more days until I had the perfect life and there was nothing else I could ever want.

A genie always grants 3 wishes. For me, 1 is enough. I'd use that one wish and wish for a million more wishes. Okay, assuming the genie is smart and rules out that wish, I'd wish for ten billion SGD. That should last me for a while.

If, assuming, the genie allowed me to wish for a million more wishes, I'd wish for that, and then what else would I wish for?

I wished I owned one of the big, white bungalows beside NTU. Then I wouldn't have to stay in NTU's cramped hostels anymore, not to mention, annual shifting of stuff.

I wished my bungalow had a self-cleaning system coz it's a pretty big house and I don't think I'd manage to do all the house work by myself.

I wished I had a car.

I wished I had a driver to drive that car, because I wouldn't wanna drive it myself. Traffic jams and limited parking spaces annoy me.

I wished my CGPA magically increases to 5.0 and remains there until I graduate.

I wished my shit and urine would automatically disappear from my gut and bladder so I don't have to waste time going to pee and shit all the time, coz I hate going to the bathroom. Especially when it's a shared common bathroom.

I wished my body would automatically clean itself every 1 hour or so, so that I'd smell clean, feel clean, and look clean all the time. Ideal for long days out, shopping sprees, and when I'm running late in the mornings.

I wished that no matter how much I ate, my body would NEVER grow fat.

I wished that I was slimmer.

I wished that I was slightly taller.

I wished that I had ten billion dollars, and then the first thing I'd do would be to go to the Apple Store and click like mad. Then, off to Orchard Road for my favorite LV bag and Burberry dress and Prada shoes.

And if I could wish for all of those, what would I do?

I'd buy the most beautiful villa in Singapore I can ever find, and then I'd move my parents and my family there, and I'd give half of my money to my dad for safekeeping and investing. I'm no good at investing and stuff, I'd only waste it all away on buying blue chips and non-profit stocks and losing them to potential scammers.

I'd rent out the rooms of my bungalow to my friends at unbelievably low prices. Say, $100 a month. It'd be $50 each if two people shared it. If it gets popular enough, it might even turn out to be an unofficial sorority house for NTU undergrads.

I'd buy myself lots and lots and lots of stuff. Electronics, clothes, bags, shoes, whatever you can think of.

I'd tell my parents to retire and have them stay at home all day doing nothing. Maybe send them for a tour around the world. Sounds like a great holiday.

I'd treat me and the bf to a relaxing vacation where we'd splurge on anything we want. Expensive luxury hotels, exotic food, the best services we can find.

I'd bring my friends on a fully sponsored vacation to Disneyland where we'd spend time enjoying ourselves and bonding, not having a care in the world.

I'd go to the pound and adopt one of those poor abandoned dogs and treat it well and give it lots of love.

And then, I just might be the happiest person in the world.

But for now, I guess a single room in Hall 4 and a job at ExxonMobil will have to do.

Sunday, 20 June 2010

Mad Hatter. Me loves.

[to Alice] You used to be much more..."muchier." You've lost your muchness. 
 -Mad Hatter-

So I got reeeeaaallly bored today.

Hence, this:

Nice? Nice??????????

OMG I think I should have went to art school instead.

But surveys and statistics have shown that art school graduates earn less than engineers so, well.

Here's a close up:

I think his legs are too fat. 

Truth is, I only like the hat, the shirt, and the rabbit. Especially the rabbit.

My laptop isn't reading my DVD, instead it's making this extremely, extremely, terribly, horribly loud whirring sound and it's annoying the crap out of me. GAHHHHH.

Friday, 18 June 2010

Hectic independence.

"No country without an atom bomb could properly consider itself independent."
-Charles de Gaulle-

Back from Taiwan, back to NTU. The last 24 hours was hectic. Only now that I'm finally able to relax a little, that I've realised that I've not blogged for quite some time now; I do realise that there's much to update, but I don't know where to start.

Arrived back from Taiwan on Wednesday evening, and then had to immediately unpack and repack to go back to Singapore the next day.

We bought 20-30 packets of iron eggs (each packet cost about RM10) but all of them got confiscated at the Penang airport coz apparently animal products are not allowed to be brought in.

I was fuming.


*If you don't know what Tiongs are, go ask any Singaporean. Or you can ask me personally.

A little story. I was at the wash room washing my hands, when this middle-aged Tiong (rude, as expected) came beside me and complained "his tap doesn't give water", and then what did she do? As I was happily washing my hands, she STUCK HER HANDS RIGHT INTO MY SINK AND TOOK MY PLACE.

No apologies, no nothing. Acted though I was insivible.

I was too shocked to say anything at first, so I just gave way to her and continued washing my hands at the basin beside hers (previously mine).

As it is the common habit of most people, after washing our hands, we fling the excess water on the floor. After THAT PERSON was done, SHE FLINGS THE WATER RUDELY AT MY DIRECTION, SPLASHING WATER ALL OVER MY LEGS.

Thinking of it right now makes me so angry, no amount of  foul words can express my angry. My only regret is that I kept quiet the whole time and didn't tell her off. I say, FUCK THEM UNCIVILISED PEOPLE!!

What say you?

Anyways. Taiwan pics will be up sometime when the laziness wears off.

So last night was touch down at Singapore, had steamboat with what few Little Grass members left in Singapore, and then started the long and perilous chore of unpacking.

And then, something very stupid happened.

I lost my key.

Yep, four hours into checking in my new room, I lost my room key. I think I have broken a new record.

I spent 30 minutes hunting for it, and then Zhi Vern, Wan Theng, and Pui Mun came and helped.

We searched everywhere until we were tired, and sat down thinking where else might it be.

"Four university students' brains, thinking of the stupidest thing ever."

-Zhi Vern-

In the end we couldn't find it, which brings us to today.

Today, I woke up freaking early, went to the Hall Office to borrow their spare key, and then off to Raffles Quay for my medical checkup and alcohol and drug test. Internship stuff lah.

Took me 1 hour to get there, another 1 hour to get my checkup done, and another 1 hour back.

Oh yeah, remember I mentioned I had red spots all over my body? Turns out I've got a mild case of chicken pox. The doctor said since I've had it before as a child, this time round, it won't be that bad. She gave me medications and said they'd go away soon.

*I hope.*

Then, it was off to duplicate my key.

Now, I'm back in my room, finally able to rest (at least for today); will have more errands to run tomorrow.

*To-do list: The seamstress, then Singtel, then to check out accommodations, then to buy health supplements, then to contact Exxon on reporting in for work.*

Okay. I've been running all over Singapore (well, not literally, but it felt like it) since morning, it's now 5 p.m., and I deserve my rest.

I hate being independent.

Sunday, 13 June 2010

Taiwan 2

'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where --' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
-Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland-

Watched Alice in Wonderland on the plane to Taiwan, and I was pretty fascinated by it, though I didn't manage to enjoy it that much coz the screen was so tiny and awfully far, and the subtitles were Chinese.

Am currently at the Flying Cow ranch. Pretty place. Cute cows (no, of course I'm not referring to the real live ones. Duh).

Been to Langkawi and back since last month, but never got around to posting photos.

I'm always a tad too lazy when it comes to uploading pictures online. It takes like forever to hunt for the right picture, and then it takes forever for it to get uploaded, and then you'd have to rearrange and organize them, which takes another forever.

3 forevers = eternity.

I am oh-so-very dreading post-Taiwan-vacation-period coz I'm gonna have to upload lots and  lots of pics, which is definitely not my favorite past time.

Okay nonsense aside, here they (finally) are:

This is my favorite picture!!

Okay, back to being bored online. Gonna sleep soon anyways.

Tomorrow's morning call is at 6 in the freaking morning. GAHHHH

Saturday, 12 June 2010


"Our pants are big enough to fit any bird."
 -Slogan of one of the billboards in Taiwan-
Been in Taiwan for 4 days now.

Needless to say, I'm enjoying it.

Not the rain, though. Been raining almost everyday since I got here, but I guess it isn't that bad coz it alternates with the sunny weather.

Currently in Kaoshiong; ok gtg now going to night market. Toodles.

P.S.: I know I'm awfully guilty for not uploading photos; sorry for laziness; will do it soon. okokok mum reeeeally nagging me to go now kthanksbye.

Sunday, 6 June 2010


Come Here baby
You know you drive me up a wall the way you make good on all the nasty tricks you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more than we're makin' love
And it always seems you got somn' on your mind other than me
Girl, you got to change your crazy ways
You hear me

Say you're leavin' on a seven thirty train and that you're headin' out to Hollywood
Girl you been givin' me that line so many times it kinda gets like feelin' bad looks good

That kinda lovin'
Turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin'
Sends a man right to his grave...

I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue...

You're packin' up your stuff and talkin' like it's tough and tryin' to tell me that it's time to go
But I know you ain't wearin' nothin' underneath that overcoat
And it's all a show

That kind of lovin'
Makes me wanna pull
Down the shade, yeah
That kind of lovin'
Yeah now I'm never, never, never, never gonna be the same

I'm losin' my mind, girl
Cause I'm goin' crazy

I need your love, honey
I need your love

Crazy, crazy, crazy, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
I'm losin' my mind, girl
ÔCause I'm goin' crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
You turn it on, then your gone
Yeah you drive me 

 -Crazy, Aerosmith-

You know the song Crazy by Aerosmith?

I love it.

Watch the music video.

I love it. Two girls out and free on the highway, without a care in the world, with no destination to go.

Sometimes I'd watch the video and just imagine for a second that I'm one of them.

Just leaving your old, real life behind, and just...

Letting go.

Not having to worry about where to live, what to wear, what to eat. Not having to worry about money, coz everything will always work out without having to work. Just living life as it comes.

Whenever I watch this video, it gives me a sense of hope and freedom, like if I wanted, I could, too. I know logically, this would never be on so many levels for so many reasons. But still.

I think partly why this video interests me is coz it kinda reminds me of the movie (some would call it a 90-minute-porn) my "What is Cinema?" lecturer let us watch two semesters ago. It's called Baise-moi (translated it literally means "Fuck Me"), in which the two female lead characters lead hedonistic lives, having casual sex with anyone they meet and robbing and killing for money.

Yeah, I know. Having casual sex with random strangers and robbing and killing for a living probably isn't a good idea.

That aside, the movie, like the music video 'Crazy', kinda gives me this idea of myself in that situation. Not having crazy sex and killing people, but being free from responsibilities, from life itself.

I guess that's just a dream that will never come true, because I know my life is worth so much more than just meaningless fun.

It's something to be free from everything else, it's another thing to realize how important these things to you and make something worthy out of it.

Friday, 4 June 2010

Intelligence vs eating disorders. Read on.

I'm not offended by all the dumb-blonde jokes because I know that I'm not dumb. I also know I'm not blonde. 
~Dolly Parton

First, some good news: I got my Mensa membership card today!

My old one expired years ago and I didn't bother renewing it till now:

You must know me by my signature study-mode hair style by now - bangs pinned to the back with a blue/purple doggy pin, sometimes with a pony tail, sometimes with my hair down. How could you not, when I have been strutting all around campus for the past few weeks in it?

If you don't remember that look, here are some pictures to refresh your memory:

Study-mode hair-styles.

Please don't ask me why my face is screwed up in all 3 pictures. Kevin made me do it. He threatened that "I dowan fren u anymore" if I didn't.


Haha. Anyways, I have recently found a new, less nerdy way to pin up my bangs. I'm trying to get used to it. Who knows, if I do, it might not be only my study-mode hair style, it might be my semi-permanent shopping/work/lecture/study/leisure style.

I think it looks stylish. Here's a screenshot of the video I learnt it from:

It's pretty simple - just braid your bangs and use bobby pins to pin them to the side of your head. Of course, it only works if your bangs are long enough.

Too bad I'm not good at braiding yet.

Why am I randomly blabbering about hair styles, anyway?

On a side note, I read yesterday from a Triple M mag that several studies have shown that there is a correlation between eating disorders and intelligence.

According to the article, anorexia and bulemia tend to be found in higher socioeconomic-level Western communities. Similarly, people with higher IQ's habitually belong to a higher socioeconomic class. Conversely, a significant amount of obese people are located in a lower socioeconomic level.

According to a study "The Intellectual Functioning of Adolescents with Anorexia and Bulimia Nervosa", "The IQ of the eating disordered patients was significantly higher than that of the patients in the comparison group." Again, in another study by Reuters Health, it is also stated  that "people with eating disorders scored significantly higher than average on IQ tests."

The explanation of this phenomena is as such:

In the case of anorexics, an already driven personality that pursues perfection, couples with a high intelligence level and parental/social expectations, may render one vulnerable to adopt patterns of an eating disorder. "Perfectionism, competitivemess, and high performance expectations from others are caracteristics of the gifted that are viewed as possible contributions to the onset of eating disorders," Neihart contends.
- Triple M, October 2009, mensa international journal -

I guess my conclusion would be, those with higher IQ's are more probable to obtain higher statuses (coz of their intelligence, duh), hence living in higher socioeconomic levels (like most of us, I should like to think), and hence being put under the pressure of "pursuing perfection, coupled with a high intelligence level and parental/social expectations."

Okay, okay. I'll summarize it.

Intelligent people have higher chances of developing eating disorders.

Kinda makes you wish you had an eating disorder, no?

Thursday, 3 June 2010

happiness abounds

I'ma so happiiii~~!!!!

So happy that I sang "Let it Snow" all the way.

Was swaying around, singing "Let it Snow" in the middle of the pasar malam today. Lameness. Haha.

Before you start sniggering, let me tell you, it's a pretty song that puts people in a good mood.

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I've bought some corn for popping,
The lights are turned way down low,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

When we finally kiss goodnight,
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm.

The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing,
But as long as you love me so,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

See!!! I told you it puts people in a good mood.

Which reminds me. The singer, Dean Martin, also sang this:

I don't know about you, but I kinda liked it the first time I heard it.

Ahah (that's "haha" backwards for you).


I'ma so happpiiii coz I just bought 3 pairs of Crocs! (2 for myself, 1 for Kevin. ^^)

Before you start gasping at me for spending so much money again, let me show you how beautiful they are:
This pair I bought for Kevin~~ *xoxo*

Total spent on 3 pairs of Crocs...

Take a guess?

*drum rolls*

*Ten ten ten ten~~*


RM 53!!!

Yes, only RM53 for 3 pairs of Crocs!

Not to worry, I didn't get those "fake" stuff. They're original but rejected goods. 

*paiseh nia now people know I buy rejected stock from pasar malam. LOL*


I'ma so happiii~~~