Come to think of it..

... my blog needs a revamp soon. Any blog skin sites that are recommendable?

-mel-

2010.

My first post of the new year after 41 posts. Hopefully I can surpass that number by the time 2011 hits the shores. So, what I've been doing lately for the past couple of weeks?



Wait for it....







Yes, staying at my new home.



Brilliant eh? Can't be helped 'cause there's still some things that have to be dealt with back home. For example, completing the construction, waiting for the cabinets yadayadayada.. those typical stuff. Also, in a way, I'm pretty much grounded w/o my IC and driving license, all thanks to a night of crazy drinking. Made myself clear that I would NOT drink till drunk to avoid all the drama from all sides.



But hey, I had a blast during New Year's Eve, watching Zombieland with my family and laughing my head off (pun intended). Once that was done, I sneaked back into my room, started the PC game, Gears of War and began to shoot here, there and everywhere.. Kinda pondering whether I should add L4D2 into my list together with Assassin's Creed 2 and Splinter Cell: Conviction... Hmm. As for today itself, I finally got to watch Avatar after so long and I fell completely in love with its concept. Kudos to good ol' James Cameron.

With classes starting in 10 days time, I best enjoy whatever free time I have now before it's too late. Once again, hello 2010!

Another year.

Dear 2009,

I am afraid that this will be the last time I'm posting anything about you. I have to welcome the Year of the Tiger you see, it seems impatient to pounce on everything. Can't let the tiger wait or I'll be the bait.

I learned and experienced alot from you. I definitely disagree with the feng shui books saying that you'll slow us down because the opposite happened. The tidal waves of assignments and books, coupled with other things... boy, that was a heck of a surf.

I'm split into two. A part of me doesn't want to let go, yet another's anxious to see the big 20 in my age status. Funny how the mind works.

Every year has its own specialties but I can say that you're better than 2008. So once again, thank you and sayonara.

Yours sincerely,
Mel

Three sentences.

The key to getting what you want now, oddly enough, is in letting go of certain expectations.

That's... odd but true. Maybe I just have to get rid of boundaries.

One more day.

After seven years as a Kepong girl, I'm finally ditching that status to become a Sg. Buloh inhabitant.

Seven years. A very long time and boy, it was one memorable stay. From the insecurities of a teenager right up to the first steps into tertiary education, this place had seen it all. Heck, I've shifted thrice around this area, all with their unique environments. The first house was a walk away from school. Famous for its Titanic winds (yes, it's that windy) and of course, termites. I remembered staring at a termite queen with mixed disgust and curiosity. When it rained, the halls were filled with these creeps, flying here and there. Some even had an untimely ending of being fried by the altar candlelights (I'm one of the culprits, teehee).

My second house was opposite a primary Chinese school. Jams, pollution, loads of gossiping aunties and mamak sessions tagged along altogether. That school had 5000 students there. So imagine all those cars parked and parents hanging around... in front of my house. Just step out of the house and VOILA, many pairs of eyes staring at you, finding for the slightest crack of an opening to come up a topic about.. well, you. Despite all the hassle, those times there were my best moments. Friends just keep waking me up from my sleep by calling my name LOUDLY behind my window. We travelled almost the whole "taman" doing nothing else but talking. Since my tuition was nearby, everyone inclusive of my tuition teacher walked over to pasar malam on Thursdays. Oh how I miss those days.

The third and final one was just near the forest reserve. It has the same windy atmosphere as the first one, yet it's the smallest of the three. That was the place when I first stepped into tertiary education. I feel kinda bad for my books since I don't clean up my place often and this place collects dust as if Santa's here to give presents, so they turned yellow and spotty. Some of them can even become antique collections already. Still, it does add a unique touch to them which makes me wanna read them again (even Enid Blyton's books, yes). This place has a friendly neighborhood dog called.. Doggy and two cats, one called Sayang and another called Manja. Doggy is friendly to the residents here except strangers and he's hopelessly adorable when he gives his puppy look with his golden eyes. As for Sayang, she's more manja than Manja, who is snobbish and antisocial. The last time I saw Sayang, she was heavily pregnant. I hope she's doing fine now.

My neighbors here are fantastic. They're friendly and nice, a rarity nowadays in this urban world. There's one lady who is so kind that she was willing to cook for not only me and my bro, but the whole family yesterday. My parents really felt indebted to her since they're too busy to handle our meals regularly. Then there's another who has a SUPERBLY ADORABLE granddaughter. My god, she's a doll with a chubby body, so pinchable. I have to take a picture of her tomorrow (if she doesn't cry when she sees me of course).

As I type this post on my bed, sometimes I look away from my laptop to stare at the bare walls that now surrounds me. This nostalgic feeling is.. unique, I can't really put this into words. Despite my persistent longing to watch Avatar and to touch my new desktop, I feel at ease to just lie down at my bed and hear the sounds of birds chirping, the passing traffic and the occasional horns. After all, this is my last day as a Kepong girl.


-mel-

The air of freedom...

... is filled with tiny specks of dust and microbial alien organisms that I refuse to think about their origins.

Life just likes throwing two unrelated things together at a single time e.g finals and shifting out. I was actually studying beside an increasing pile of boxes till the extent of having to shift my study corner to the living room. Then they planned to dismantle the fans and air cond ahead of schedule which leaves me without proper room air circulation until the 20th. At first, I was a lil' bit grumpy about it but then I found it authentic... It's fun grabbing a cushion from a sofa and sitting on it with the mobile fan blasting at my face and me, studying furiously for my upcoming papers.

Without the white noise from our ceiling fans, it's pretty easy to notice my surroundings, from the pitter patter of the rain to the sirens emanating from ambulances passing by. Even when I was in my room, trying to get some shut eye, I still can't help to blend into the environment. My dad even said that our current situation was so like his days in kampung.. all that's left is him wearing a singlet and sarong to complete the experience, that is.

Then here comes the packing. My sinuses suffered because of that, and it's just two hours of dumping stuff into boxes. For once, I find my books to be pretty worn, thanks to time and not cleaning and all. Heck, even my Harry Potter book looks like something from the ancient times. Still, despite their spotty appearances, they're really good books and I don't mind spending my time reading them during the holidays. As I dig and toil around the organized chaos, I encountered an apology letter meant for my ex, back in those puppy love days. When I read the content, I laughed my head off. How naive I was during those days.

Thankfully, I had arranged my storybooks neatly in one corner a few weeks back, so not much of a worry of forgetting something. However there are a few books I would like to give out, especially the Enid Blyton series. No matter how much of nostalgic value they hold, the reality is that they're taking up alot of space for new ones to come. As for my reference books.... abit harder. Most of them are stuck there growing fungus for many months. MOST of them anyway. The remaining few are underneath my dad's organized chaos in terms of uniforms.

I have loads more to pack sadly, which means more rashes for me. Well, I hope things can be settled soon enough eventhough it's just a tip of the iceberg.


-mel-

Disgust.

I am disgusted with some things in life. For instance, how blatantly some people can lie, thinking that we, the ones who hear the lies, won't suspect any hidden agenda or any tricks in your sleeve. Please treat us with respect and you will get what you rightfully deserve.

I'm still alive.

blek.

I somehow have this deja vu feeling that I have posted a "welcome back" post here. Oh well.

YES, I'm finally back into the blogging business! After months of hectic schedules, I can take a time off and slip in some wild party night/sleep/shopping fiesta/bookworm bonanza before the next 2012: exams. A no stranger to the art of creative writing, it may seem simple to scrape a B+ through pure opinionated writing. Alas, life isn't that easy, no?

To me, this semester was a bittersweet kind of thing. I learned a lot of stuff, both academically and emotionally. At least I'm desensitized to massive stress pressures, therefore making it easier for me to keep my cool. Research colloqium was the highlight of the semester and boy, it was semi-liberating after that was over.. before reports came into play of course. Yet, through thick and thin, I made it through in one piece. Go figure!

With exams looming dangerously, I best get prepared before the storm hits the shores. Need to juggle that with packing stuffs before the shift to Sg. Buloh. How fast time flies.... Anyhow, if my wishes do come true, I'm gonna get a spanking new PC soon. Hello, beaaaaooooouuutifuuulll graphics! Come to mama! :D

See? This is my proof that I'm still alive and running in this mad, mad world. :)

Smile.

credits to deviantArt

Sometimes, the little things that you do can make someone else smile the widest and laugh the loudest.

A smile can make a difference. =)

When changes are bad.

If there is one change that really has that much of potential to kill Life, it's climate change.

In high school Biology, the teachers told us that Life is a delicate thing. It's somewhat like a pampered princess because it needs the right temperature with the right materials and the right reaction for it to strive. Yet, if Life could speak, it will probably say that it couldn't help being so demanding because it is THAT delicate.

So imagine when the environment to support Life changes by a tiny fraction. For a while, it seems like a tiny sting for Life but Mother Nature can cure that sting. However, increase the change rate and prolong its impact. That's where you get a very very swollen mark that can breed dangerous bacteria which is very harmful to Life.

This is what is happening today.

Climate change is a silent killer. It kills the organisms from the bottom of the food chain and slowly affects those on top. From there, extinction of vital species disrupts Mother Nature's balancing act of supporting all walks of Life, causing more extinction. Coral reefs start to die, algae chokes the clear waters essential for marine life to strive, soils get poisoned and certain species start to grow in an exponential rate that the whole food chain is practically altered.

The effect is not felt biologically but also geographically. Our Earth has huge chunks of glaciers and icebergs and they're a beautiful sight. You don't see natural aqua-colored ice floating in your drinks unless you color it by yourself. Plus, that ice in your drink doesn't have millions of years of history compared to the almighty glaciers and yes, it also doesn't have that much of potential to flood many parts of the world. Climate change melts these natural frozen beauties into freshwater and not only you get more floods, the chances of freaky disasters increase as well. Think typhoons, but mega-sized.

So, what causes this climate change?

Well, our creations of course. I think the media has educated us enough about our environmental faults, yet not much awareness has been shown among us. Open burning is still an annual event here, no doubt. No matter how much we try to curb this, somehow somebody somewhere starts the whole thing again. The reason? It's a cheap way to clear the land for crops. So ironic isn't it?

Yet, all is not gloom without shine. Many companies are taking steps to decrease their carbon footprints, and so is shopping complexes. Plus, kudos to the activists for tirelessly promoting environmental awareness. Added with the power of the Internet, everyone can contribute something to make the whole world realize that it's time to stop the bad changes and turn it into good ones.

That is the power of the human spirit. When we are united, we can make a change. So start contributing your part for the environment, for Life is something we share intimately.


P.S: This is my first time participating in Blog Action Day, albeit a little late. For details, click here.

Provide.

You need shelter? Mind if I provide one?

Credits to DeviantArt

Took Jung's Typology Test for college homework and the results are.. freakishly accurate.

So much for Carl Jung and his mythological theories.

As an ESFJ (Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judgement), I'm:

• moderately expressed extravert
  
• slightly expressed sensing personality
  
• moderately expressed feeling personality
  
• moderately expressed judging personality

Why so many moderate one? Lol. Maybe because there are a few questions that I wish they have the middle option to choose from? Okay, so I went and clicked a few links and found out that ESFJs are nicknamed Guardians. That category itself is split into four more; namely Supervisors, Inspectors, Providers and Protectors. Based on my post title itself, you can pretty much guess what's mine.

What are Providers? Well, they..provide. Services in fact, mostly social welfare. Plus, they're teamplayers, dislike conflict and all. Pretty much happy people who don't mind planning for social events and stuff. Most sympathetic of all the Guardians but it's a double-edged sword. Because of their sensitivity towards other people's feelings, they are very self-conscious. Can be easily crushed by personal criticism, so they need to get ample appreciation for themselves personally and the services they give to others.

In terms of work, Providers interact with people and they're logistical, meaning, they like things to be at the right place at the right place in the right order. Sounds like being OCD-ish. However, when stress hits, most of them complain of being sick, sad, tired or worried. They're the first to get angry, sad then complain to anyone who lends them an ear. What make them tick are the lack of trust on them, rigidity of rules that they feel uncomfortable with and interpersonal conflict with boss/co-worker. They tend to transform into their emotionless, super logical side when faced with problems. So, to counter that, Providers need to cut back on their need for harmonious relationships, in other words, stop being such a "lalang".

As for Provider students, like all Guardians, they can be abit obsessed with order in their workplace. They need a corner/proper place, desk, chair and a computer/laptop. Even a misplaced paper will make them distracted. However, for Providers, they're the most tolerant lot and prefer study groups with work breakdowns and of course, self-declared breaks. The setback? They tend to get distracted while studying as they find the latest happenings more interesting.

Ahh, love. Providers are hopeless romantics. Suckers for roses, chocolates and gifts except for flaunted ones. They love to lavishly pamper their partners and for Providers, what else than wearing a favourite outfit of their partners and setting certain days as date days. Yet, they can be dissatisfied and simple reminders of their love from their partners will generally make them happy.

Practically hits every point of me. No wonder people always say psychologists are scary; they understand you better than you understand yourself. Added with the fact that I'm a Psych undergrad myself, no wonder Carl Jung and Myers-Brigg personality test is pretty well heard off in many textbooks.

Anyhow, so much for one of the longest posts I've written for quite some time. Till next time.

Do fish have wet dreams?

credits to the rut.

Saw this while googling for a pen sketch of a fish. It made me laugh till I died inside.

Picture says it all.

Uh, trying to do the Crayon Shin Chan pose. Which I didn't fail.

Spock's "I come in peace" sign PHAIL.

....
I'm a good girl, with too much time.

Do you want to?

When I woke up tonight
I said I'm gonna make somebody love me
I’m Gonna make somebody love me
And now I know, now I know, now I know
I know that it's you
You’re Lucky, lucky, you're so lucky

Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x
Wanna go where I never let you before

Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x
Wanna go off what I never let you before

Well he's a friend and he's so proud of ya
He's a friend and I knew him before ya
Oh yeah

Well he's a friend and we're so proud of ya
Your famous friend well I blew him before ya
Oh yeah

Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x
Wanna go where I never let you before

Here we are at the transmission party
I love your friends
They're all so arty
Oh yeah

When I woke up tonight
I said I'm gonna make somebody love me
I’m Gonna make somebody love me
And now I know, now I know, now I know
I know that it's you
You’re Lucky, lucky, you're so lucky

Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x
Wanna go off what I never let you before

Lucky, lucky, you're so lucky 6x

Yeah



Oh this seriously made my many days.

Submerged.

Credits to deviantart.

For once, I don't really know what to write. Or maybe I'm just focusing on shit instead of remembering to shine (Credits to siyan).

Shit? I have plenty academically. After a strenuous two-week oil-burning session, shit practically hits the fan in the form of my marketing paper. Oh, how I hate it so so so much.

Then, the assignments in my pending list. Being entrenched in the business semester for too long kinda made my psych side go into an extended leave, which I'm forcing it to return back to my memory ASAP.

Other than that, I guess life's just a slow stream trickling down the windy path surrounded by sunshine and the occasional clouds. It's slow, yet when it reaches that sharp turn, it suddenly speeds up again, only to slow down back to its.. well, slow state. However, there's this nagging voice in me telling me to start taking action into certain areas, e.g my moderately excessive cussing. No, it has nothing to do with influence or whatsoever, just that I kinda subconsciously cuss.. Maybe it's just me covering up stuff, but hey, cussing excessively is never good, especially for girls.

Then, there's that metaphorical clam shell surrounding my heart. Not that I want it to be like that, it's just I'm.. like that. Kinda tedious feeling ya know. Not a nice thing at all. For once, I just wanna dissolve that clam shell and voila! Free-spirited me unleashed! If that happens, it's gonna be very, very liberating.

I kinda feel something's missing somewhere. I just need to find that missing piece to complete the puzzle.

Life's fragile moments.

be careful, it's fragile.

credits to deviantart.

It is so ironic that we all will only realize how lucky we are after we faced death. That irony never fails to hit us hard and send us reeling into deep soul-searching.

I lost a friend today.

When I first heard the news, I felt the skies were abit darker. I couldn't believe my ears until I went to his Facebook profile and saw the endless lists of condolences.

The whole day, eventhough I had some funny moments like getting lost on the way to college, I kept reminiscing about the memories I had with him eventhough we weren't very close. I kept thinking of how fragile, fragile life is and how death can come knocking in any unexpected moment.

People say, "Appreciate what we have now and live life to the fullest". It is very true, yet I can't help but wonder, there was a time when all of us wished the good times we had will last forever. There was a time when all of us thought that we will grow old together and watch the sun sets in our golden years. There was a time when all of us thought that we have so many years ahead of us and that was the only reason death can't touch us.

Questions kept on rolling in my mind between the deep breaths and dribbling sweat. As I tried to find the answers in the middle of my exercise routine, I only found clues, not answers.

Nowadays, my emotions are on a precarious balance. To be exact, ever since I finished my antibiotic prescriptions. Maybe that time of the month is approaching or I just haven't fully recovered. For once, I wish my fridge can refill itself with bars of dark chocolate.

Tomorrow, I'll get one. Then, I'll bring my mom somewhere.

Oh. I think I just found my answer.

Just enjoy life's simpler moments. :)

Dear Sylvester,

I know you are in a better place now. I just wanna tell you that I'm very glad I have known such a great person and if I can see you again in the next lifetime, I will definitely get to know you better. Till then, keep watching for all of us.

With much love,

Melanie.

I hope this message doesn't get lost betwee the clouds. Before I forget, here's a hug. Hope you can feel it from my words.

Credits to Deviantart.

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A bubble of my thoughts.

whatchu looking at? meow.

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RAGE. ARGH.

There goes my head again. It's not very nice to spew out "creative sentences" a.k.a bullshit when you feel that your brain is actually swimming in a pool of goo. Everytime, everytime, it has to hit me when I'm in that major phase of my semester, when all the assignments start haunting me whenever I switch on my laptop.

Ah well.

Then again, I have to kickstart my thoughts and get more inspiration for.. another project of mine, which has been long overdue. Maybe, just maybe, I might come up with something short.

In the meantime, I am wondering whether to dye my hair again or just keep it as it is. You know, revamp my appearance for once to snap myself out of this monotony. No idea, will decide tomorrow.

Till then, more facebook sessions and anything that doesn't relate to studying.

We all love sex.

Seduction veiled in red.

Credits to DeviantArt

It's human nature, no?

Anyway, the title's derived from one of Hed Kandi's songs. Smooth saxophone with deep beats. So so dancable and so so easy to lose yourself in it.

P.S: Flu and assignments don't mix well.

Break my fall.

We enter the room

You're bright in the darkness my love

In moments with you

There is no end to me or beginning to you

We move to the floor

A purpose combined my love

Like the motions of stars

Our dynamic symmetry combines

Break my fall

I found what was missing inside you

Break my fall

Na na na na na na na

Break my fall

I found what is missing inside you

Break my fall

Na na na na na na na

Always with you

Connected by blood my love

A purpose fulfilled

You're my light in this dark, dark world

This unspoken within

I feel complete my love

The moments apart

I'm craving your light in the dark

Break my fall

I found what is missing inside you

Break my fall

Na na na na na na na

Break my fall

I found what is missing inside you

Break my fall

Na na na na na na na

(Break My Fall by Tiesto)

It's danceable, and it's addictive. This song is perfect for every occasion, be it the treadmill sessions, stoning sessions or even dancing sessions. It's the song for inspirations, the melody of unspoken emotions, the tune of hidden passion.

Okay, that was random. Maybe this is due to the lack of sleep I'm getting these days.

I need to cure a dull ache somewhere. It's bugging me. Time to get busy I suppose.