Books I have completed reading since January 2018:
1. No Man's Nightingale - Ruth Rendell
2. One Day - David Nicholls
3. The Door - Margaret Atwood
Friends and Enemies
Akatsuki: Nightmares & Dreamscapes
-beats in my head-
Chika-Chin's Anime Mania!
empty white space
In My World
My Blah blah Bulogu
My Little World
Sdovelly~ c'est la vie
Serene's Silent Secrets
Shuffle and Repear
Tolanic's Travel Blog
Monday, January 23, 2012
On 10 November 2011 ...
I made a fashion statement. I was pretty surprised with my own bravado, because I usually have fashion crisis! And I rarely wear accessories despite being a collector.
Yes, I wore a bindi/pottu to match the organiser's tee. I had plenty of them lying around in my room, and was itching to put them on, but never had the opportunity. Bindi is usually matched with Punjabi costumes and saris, but given I was not wearing of those during this date, I carefully consider of wearing it with tees and jeans. After recalling how my Indian colleague wore her black bindi with normal clothes, I decided to put on a blue bindi to contrast the pink.
I was inundated with queries and comments when I walked into the assembly before we visit some institutions in the Philippines . My girlfriends were already enquiring. Luckily, I had a pack and I dutifully distributed to them.
There is no exact reason why I decided to put it on. It's just I wanna be creative that day.
Spinoff: I don't know what happened ... but somehow one of my friends labeled bindi as virgin marker. AHHH! NO!!
The common bindi comes in two colours: Black and red. The black is worn by the unmarried girls, while the red is by the married. The colourful ones like mine in the picture are used as accessory. But somehow I was asked several times if this is to indicate my availability. >.< Of course, I'm using it as accessory la!
Anyways, I'm pretty happy that I followed my instinct. If not, I would be either banging my head or doing something silly for regretting. The last time I did incredibly stupid was drinking sugar cane syrup. It was absolutely yummy but it landed me in bed for a week. HAHA.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Wrong side, darling!
Monday, January 23, 2012
On 11 November 2011 ...
I was looking forward to another homestay since I had a fantastic time in Hakodate.
I know the geography of the Philippines; I have friends from the Philippines but it never cross my mind to visit the country. My sister who visited recently didn't mention much of the country; it just didn't arouse any interest in me. So it makes me wonder what adventures are in store for me...
I was late. I saw my homestay buddy already sitting with the host family. I was surprised to find out my host mum is a lawyer. Sweet. =)
We walked to the car after the homestay matching reception, while host mum was telling us we will be lucky to reach home by 4 pm due to the heavy traffic. As we reached to the metallic car, I open the car door on the left and realised the driver is on the left side as opposed to Malaysia. My host mum and buddy were smiling.
"So do you want to drive?"
"No thank you. I prefer to be a passenger."
It's so embarrassing! I didn't know they follow the US style!
Spinoff: You go, girl! Accidental ingratiation. Surely, they will remember this incident. *shrug*
Monday, January 23, 2012
On 14 November 2011 ...
It's kinda embarrassing.
I was caught dozing off during a cultural performance!
My team member and I usually sit as near as we can to the stage. So we sat in the center next to the seats allocated for the press. As the performance continue to drone, my eyelids become droopy and I simply succumbed to my sleepiness. Without realising ... I was caught on camera by the press sitting next to me!
At first, I didn't realise because I was intermittently resting my head on my team member's shoulder and sleeping up right. Lest my friend from Thailand who was sitting behind me shook me hard while announcing to the world "SLEEPING??!!!"
My team member reported that I was caught sleeping by the press sitting beside me. Ugh... really disliking how my pictures were being taken ... and I hate to bargain. I politely asked the press to show me the pictures and when he did... I forced him to delete. He resisted but I was digging his arm with my long nails until he got subdued. BWAHAHA.
Victory is mine! BWAHAHA ...
Wait ... I heard there was another press who caught me sleeping too. AIYA!
Spinoff: I never ask the other press to ascertain about my sleeping pictures because I was too lazy. It's pure madness to ask him by the way since the press captured thousand of pictures per day, and for me to trail back to this date is a astronomical task. I decided to let this go, and just hope the press members won't exhibit any sleeping photos of me.
Another lesson I learnt is ... sigh ... I have to wear makeup all day long. Simply because I looked like a panda with the dark eye rings and eye bag. And yes, one of the reason I wanted those pictures deleted because I was not with makeup. =P
Suffice to say, I won't allow any pictures to surface where I don't look my best. =P
Sunday. 1.22.12 3:59 am
of longing ...
ARGHHH. I'm now trying to swim my way out of this melancholic pool of emotions. Maybe I should channel my emotions to writing something, but no words can really describe what I'm feeling now since I don't even know what I'm melancholic about in the first place. Perhaps I'm missing my cabin mates very much after seeing a photo of the three of us taken in Vietnam. I miss talking to my cabin mates. I miss the cheery atmosphere. I miss listening to my own boisterous laughter. HAHA. I miss seeing my Cambodian roomie getting lost in our conversation. I miss my friends. I'm missing US in a nutshell.
Sigh ... but life just have to move on.
Arghh!! Why can't friends just quickly reply my messages so I won't suffer from missing them?! Nurse, I need a jab to numb my emotions!
Are they thinking of me too?
beach of memories
Sunday, January 22, 2012
On 17 November 2011 ...
My host father took me and my homestay buddy to the beach. I was so excited to get down and touch the sand. The first thing I noticed is how serene ... calm the beach is. I saw this branch sticking out of nowhere, and thought it would make a good picture for my haiku. I love how it turns out with my handphone's camera.
I met some of the PYs on the beach too. We took photos together enriching our reservoir of memories together on Pantai Kenangan ...
Tidbits: There's only one beach in Brunei Darussalam, which is Pantai Kenangan. Direct translation will be memory beach. The name really suits the beach since everyone who visits there will be creating memories...
If only I'm alone, I will be lying on the beach looking away into the sky till the sun goes down on me. If only I have the luxury for a minute to not be renaye, to be free from the worries and thinking nestling in me, I would be able to read the world better ...
(and also to pick up visions of lotto numbers. HAHA.)
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