Just Think About It

I'd like to share with you something I found interesting in a book that I am reading right now. Blink by Malcolm Gladwell.

2 Dutch researchers did a study in which they had groups of students answering fairly demanding questions. The first half were asked to take 5 minutes beforehand to think about what it would mean to be a professor and write down whatever that comes to mind. The other half were asked to sit and think about soccer hooligans. The former group answered 55.6 percent of the questions correctly while the later only had 42.6 percent.

The first group wasn't smarter, more focused or more serious. They were simply associating themselves to something 'smarter' which was being a professor compared to the other group. Hence, they managed to score higher.

I like to think myself as an optimistic and open-minded person. And apart from pure dumb luck, I believe that this is what got me to where I am today. Okay, so where I am is not very high up in the whatever ladder there is right now, it is just that if I had not been this way, I really think that I could have been worse off.

My mother introduced me to The Secret a few years back. It goes like this. When you want something, just let it be known to the universe and the universe will give whatever you wish back to you. I think what Gladwell writes makes more sense.

• When I'm taking a test, I think that I am the smartest person in the exam hall.
• When I'm about to run the 100 metre sprint, I think that I am the fastest runner in the line.
• When I'm about to go for an interview, I think that I would be the greatest asset to the company.
• When I go on stage, I think that the audience will only look at me and noone else.

All this while, I thought I was being a closet narcissistic, but truth the matter is, it has actually helped me without me being aware of it.

There's nothing wrong with loving yourself. Try it out sometime, and maybe you'll see a 180 degree flip in your life.

While you do that, give the book a try too.

Excuse moi?

I was at KLCC yesterday, with my bro and Shida. We were getting off the elevator when Shida turn the other way towards Topshop. So, I turned to call Shida. Then, this man who was, I guess trying to get into the elevator shouted right to my face,

"OI! BUTA KE?!?!"

I was utterly shocked and I literally did not move which only then made the situation worse. How rude can a person be? Wouldn't a simple 'excuse me' be sufficient? Or bahasa kasarnye, kalau tak reti sangat, if he said 'tumpang, dik' or even 'tepi skit' I wouldn't have thought anything of it. Need I point out that he is a man and he was spitting out on a lady, namely me.

One thing I know is that, I have been brought up to observe and practice good manners . Obviously, this unidentified man grew up in a different kind of environment. I feel bad for his friends and family who have to put up with him. And above all, I pity him for not being able to get the respect every man should be able to gain, for he seem to throw it away mindlessly.

Everybody, a moment of silence for 'Elevator Guy'.

Ka-Ching!

Yezza! Me finally got the wallet that I wanted. All the way from Country's Hide in Sunway Pyramid. Although I still owe Shida cause I borrowed money from her to buy it. *shame*. All because I had to go for the medical check up which cost me RM 235. Aaah. my wallet burnt deep. My old wallet that is. Hence, no new notes to put in the new one. =(

My arms are numb from the jabs. *ouch ouch*

Currently devouring a book that I should have read a long time ago.

Thumbs Up

Why do we always seek for approval by our peers?

When I dress, I think about what my friends think of the way I look.
When I talk, I am conscious whether the topic is what others find interesting or funny.
When I cut my hair, I'd wonder if they find it just awesome.

My every move is dictated by people around me. Something happened today that made me really look into this way of thinking that we have so easily adapt in our life.

Should this really be how we live?

Give me the strength to overcome the labels one hangs upon himself. And let others see, that I am more than just a name card, forever stuck with the curse of being just....that.

PS : I really wanna play that Guitar Heroes thingy.

Stuff

A lot of stuff have been going on that i have yet to update. Due to the ongoing 'stuff', I have been tired most of the time, hence sleeping my ass off. Just now, I woke up from a 7 hours sleep and it's only 10 pm.

First off, Student Dinner was last Wednesday.Lots of fun. Okay-ish food, great crowd, superb atmosphere. All in all, a cam-whoring night.=). After that, a few of us head off to Heritage Row for the after party. Dance till my feet felt like giving out. Let me share a tip with all future Bar Club go-ers. Do not go on a Wednesday night. The dance floor is ridiculously fill with smoke and laser tags in an attempt to create, I don't know, an ambiance? I was about to roll over and have an asthma attack. Call out the ambulance! Well, if i do have asthma, then that would have happen. However, it's not about the place, it's about the people you are with. So, love love, I had a great time that night. Pictures available on my facebook here.

Got back at around 4 in the morning, 9 am = head back to college for graduation rehearsal at 10 am. aaarggh..the torture! Slept through the whole day,and stayed up the whole night. At 2 am, a knock on my window embarked me on a mission to break into the swimming pool. Mission accomplish. 6 wet girls, some leftover souvenior ;) and simply unforgettable memories to last a lifetime.

The last night of KYUEM, just like the last time, we had the junior girls over in my room for some gossiping, picture viewing and mindless girl-fun. Damn, I'm gonna miss them. But even though we may not be around each other, our friendship doesn't end here.

Graduation day was unmemorable. The only note that should be taken is that I did not fall on stage wearing the impossibly high and painful shoes. It sure damn hell better look good!

My last week in KYUEM is arguably the best one ever. I know I'll miss the place and the people in it. But that chapter in my life has ended. And it's time for me to move on. Much love to those who have added streaks of colours in my life.

Witchy Wit.

Another un-productive day at home. I managed to catch a movie which I have not watched for a long time on Star Movies. The Disney's adaptation of Hocus Pocus featuring Bette Midler,Kathy Najimy and my favourite sex columnist Sarah Jessica Parker.

I am a big huge fan of Sex & The City, hence the obsession with SJP. Even though she had a small role in this film, she played a part that I could really relate to. A dimwit ditsy blond witch. Haha. And in this movie, she was GREAT! The epitome of what every brainless blond should be.


In the words of the clueless witch. Lalalalalalalaaaa.....

Birthday Dinner

Last night, my mom, bro, Shida and I went out for dinner to celebrate my 19th birthday. Venue : Las Carretas, Damansara Hights. Best place to get quality mexican food.

So, we were eating, and I realised that the waiters and waitresses were being extra attentive. Even the assistant manager, I think that's his post, came out to greet us. When we were just about to finish up, I thought how much nicer the atmosphere would be if there were guys in sombrero singing with guitars.

Suddenly, the asst. manager guy came out with a guitar. And it looked just like mine! So, I was going all excited because how ironic that i was thinking about the very same thing. Just so you know, when I am in the zone, I totally forget my surrounding.

Then, Shida shouted 'Suprise!'. That was when it dawn on me that guitar man was playing the 'Happy Birthday' song. And after that..... only did I realise that there was a woman holding a cake to my face.

-_-

It was a blur and VERY blond moment for me.

Then, ploop!, came the bright pink sombrero. It was all a bit fuzzy after that. I know there were some dancing, wish making, blowing the candle and pics. It all happened too fast cause we were in a hurry to get to the P. Ramlee Musical all the way in KL.



Lovely night. I now announce that my mother is not just a planner, but have upgrade to an executer. I love you. Thanks for doing this for me.

More pics will be on facebook