Simple things make my day.

First, I made lamb patty for the first time and it tasted really good. roflll
I am gonna make homemade nutella after the exam! AHH

muahhhh

Secondly when puiyikshen wrote out the names he could think of randomlyy.. He thought of me! HAHA

Few days ago when Jian asked me whether I am still keeping in touch with PYS, I said no. 

He said 'I thought PYS is your bff'.
And very muka- tembokly I replied: I think I am still one of his bff gua although we don't chat much.

HAHA and this pic make me feel less muka tembok.

spot my name

Okay done with this short blogpost.
Off to study!

A beautiful day. 

I wanted to sponsor a child last year but somehow I just didn't get to do it. The urge didn't cease and I used to visit the world vision site when I felt boring. 

People can choose to sponsor a child based on the child's sex, age, country of origin, or even the date of birth. Or if you don't feel like choosing you can just click the "choose for me" link, and they will randomly choose a child for you.

I don't usually tell people about this, cause I think I will be 车ing 大炮 if I didn't do it in the end. However I told someone about my thought yesterday in the midst of chatting and he replied me with 'that's really kind of you'. The feeling of guilt emerged. If I am that kind I would have done it long ago. 

Plus, some people don't do it out of pure sincerity and I wondered if I am one of them. Since I really don't know the reason that keeps me hesitating all this while.

When I woke up today after having a bad dream, I visited the site again. Like usual, I clicked on the "choose for me" link and the picture of a cute little boy named Ulices Abel popped out. It certainly made my day.

He is 3 years old, from Honduras, born on 13 October 2012. 

And I immediately proceeded to the next step, which was the transaction part.
Obviously I did it cause he has the same date of birth as me haha. I really think it was destined since he popped out for the first time I clicked on the link. It was God's work.

Only after that I googled for the country which I have never heard of before. That is a really really far place near Brazil, with beautiful sea and all. It is more like a tourist attraction if you search for the images. For a second, I thought why would people from this place need to be sponsored, it looks like it is a land of prosperity. However, it is actually the second poorest country in Central America. 

There are a lot of countries that I don't know from the World Vision page, I didn't google them one by one. But one thing is for sure, there are countless less fortunate people out there drinking contaminated water while I am here savouring my coffee. 

My friend said it is a win win situation since I have to eat less 好吃到要哭的牛肉卷 (I will never give up on coffee!) to save up the money which I have to donate every month. Less food = less fat = price increase. 

Spending less part was correct but I think the value of a girl is completely independent of her weight. It is proportional to how great her personality is. (yeah it is easy to say this but I am still very concerned about my weight lol)

This is not a big deal at all cause what I did was so small. But I have always think that when you don't even start to do the so called small thing you will never reach the stage where you get to do the big things. 

There are too many things that I want to do and I will definitely work my ass off to achieve what I really want. 

And one of the thing I want to do is to see him in person one day :)

你怎么又哭了呢

I actually spent some time thinking whether I should get a cup of coffee and a slice of carrot cake before heading to the library and spend my whole day there, or to go to a cafe for a lunch then continue on with my PHRM 1020. 

Little do I know that most of the cafes in uni are closed during the weekends. And I have only two apples and some biscuits with me lol.

Anyway, it is a historical day for me. A person who has no sense of direction have decided to go uni by herself. When I say that I have no sense of direction, I am not exaggerating. Cause I still can't find my way to lecture halls after one semester, and I don't know which bus to catch except 139. And 139 is not available during the weekends (which I just realized yesterday after checking translink).

So why did I keep thinking about how to have my lunch? Coz I hate being alone. I would rather skip lunch if I would have to go somewhere alone to grab lunch. Same thing happens when I am walking alone, be it on the street or in uni, I just don't like it. Instead of using the word 'hate' maybe I am more 'afraid' of being alone.

Why did I come to uni by myself since I am not used to being alone?

Cause I would feel more lonely at home despite the fact that there are people in the house. Nope thats not even my home, my home is at Miri, Sarawak. The best place on earth. 

Like what I have mentioned in the previous post, I have chosen to live with it instead of grieving. Haha maybe not grieving thats a bit too serious. But yeaa I wont say that I am now having my sweet time alone cause I will never enjoy doing all things by myself. But I am coping.

Dear life. I am finding ways to love you more. & I am happy that you didn't fail me. 

(except that I have no enough food now :p)

had to tilt my head to one side coz my face has grown bigger.

Pimples on my face symbolise that I am studying.

I have locked my blog for like two weeks or so due to my previous blogpost which I think was too emo but still wanted to post it. Just so that people won't think that I am a emotional person.

However, the sad phase was over. It wasn't because of the monthly cycle which happens in every female, it is just me being stubborn.

Since I can't change anything about undesirable events that have already happened and are still happening, I guess I will just have to live with it.

I AM NOT GOING TO BE AFFECTED ANYMORE.

Hopefully.

I tend to think a lot in the bus. The journey to university is too long. I wish I can take out my lecture notes and start reading it but no it never happens. I am just too afraid of what people think about me.
But really, it is not being kiasu or whatever, I tend to concentrate better in the toilet, the bus and the library. Weird huh, but not so weird actually.

There are certain people who don't understand why would somebody study 'too frequent' or burn the midnight oil. Therefore those pitiful bunch of people was then categorised as kiasu because they spend more time studying.

For me thats not being kiasu. They concern more about their future than you do. It is not like they are all antisocial book worms.

Small minded people everywhere.

Okay it seems like I am the one who study too much but nope. I wish I do study that long too but I am too easily distracted and often ends up sleeping.

I like to drink coffee, but I have come to a point where I drink coffee not because I think it is nice (of course coffees are still nice, they are addictive), but it is because I don't wanna fall asleep at night.
My usual sleeping hours has been cut down from 8 hours to 4.30 hours. Yea that was normal for some people but not for me.

I feel like my liver or kidneys are gonna burst anytime soon.
Let them burst. I don't want pass. I want good grades.