Time to get uncomfortable

That's when we went to Meeples with Yeng. The picture is just a random one. :)

Now that Ling is back at US, we all go back to our old routine including Ling who hates to get back to reality apparently. Don't worry. You'll do fine. :)

Lately, I have this thought of travelling to places. It's kinda odd for a girl who used to hate travelling a lot. For someone who has lived with motion sickness, it's really quite scary to think about transportation when travelling really far. I dislike travelling by buses, air planes and to a certain extent, ferries. Sometimes, travelling in a car makes me sick too. I hated the journey to Fraser's Hill and Genting Highlands. I found out that I don't feel sick when I am the one driving though. There's a medical explanation for that. Lol.

Anyway, I'm really looking forward to finally travel to places and I'm eyeing on Europe (although I won't be going there anytime soon, probably few years down the road) Hehe. Yes, I was pretty much influenced by my friends who travelled there. I know what's running in Ling's head now when she reads this. YES! :P

But, that wasn't the sole reason for me. I used to think that it's really a waste of money to go travel but now, I just feel like enjoying life and do something out of my comfort zone. Yes, I will accept the challenge to feel uneasy while travelling. They say if you want to change, you have to be willing to be uncomfortable. :)

Wind and Mr.Ug

Found this amazing video on mobius strip. I think this is worth sharing! :D

Misplaced in mind and speech

Let's say you are meeting your friends and that you know their names individually very well. While interacting with them, you have accidentally called A as B. In your mind, you know very clearly that you meant A but you tend to say B instead. Sounds familiar to you? Ever experienced this at least once? Well, what if this goes wrong in terms of places instead of names? Your mind has misplaced some place with your intended destination, in short. I have been through that like a millionth times but this time, it had made me to write this post..Yes, I have recently encountered some misplacement of locations in my mind with the right destination. Part of stupidity? Maybe. haha.

You Look So Familiar

Lately, I have heard a lot of, "I think I have seen you before." A few people had said that to me already in the last two weeks itself. Well of course, those people were some new faces to me and I just happened to know them for the first time.

I begin to wonder whether I am one of the common faces in the streets. Maybe I'm just plain ordinary and there are many people out there who look like me. Gosh.. Then they continued asking me about me whether I have an older sis who is studying in their place. A teacher asked whether I was from her school. There was another person who asked whether I once worked in a particular place. Lol...

The most unbelievable thing I heard was that I look like an Indonesian pop star called Agnes Monica. I'll take that as a compliment.. XD. But I gotta admit though that I don't think I look like her at all. I posted her picture along in this post just in case if you wanna know how she looks like.

Weird huh? Dejavu maybe...:P

Balloon

I thought of an interesting anology when I was annoyed, amazingly. Any kind of relationship that we have with our family members, friends, and love ones is similar to having both of our hands holding on a balloon.

If we don't hold it tight enough, it will fly away. If we don't catch it when its flying away, the distance between us and the balloon will be further as time passes. However, if we hold it too tight, we will feel some pressure and so will the balloon. If we keep on pushing it although its already compact and full, it will eventually burst. This is what happens when someone keeps on being pushy and not letting things go loose. Sometimes, its not only about your hands but think of the balloon as well. One good thing is that we can always blow another balloon and hold it again. So, nothing is ever too late.

Hope you enjoy this anology of mine. =D

Life is maze, love is a riddle

"..life is a maze, love is a riddle.." is a part of the song "The Show" by Lenka..it has caught my attention when I am listening to it. I think I have to agree with it.

Life is a maze...we can choose so many ways to finish this maze..there will be paths that we choose to take and not to take..but will these paths, the path that we have chose bring us out from this maze?

Love is also unpredictable..no one can define love unless he has experienced it..love is a riddle until we have found 'love'..so, should we keep on guessing the answer to this riddle? Or should we just wait and believe that we will somehow solve this riddle?

Right or Left?

After my semester break, I went back to uniten and we(sime darby scholars) have to join the JPA's orientation program..then, there was a little activity in which we were told to close our hands together.. I have been thinking about this issue since the day I got to know about it. I did not know that everyone places his thumb differently when he closes his hands together. Some may place their right on top of the left while others would have the left on top of the right...funny huh? It may be an oblivious thing to a myriad of people but this thing has made me think a lot about how does it relates to my personality and others's as well. I cannot help thinking about it..hahaha.

It seems that people with their right thumb on top of their left think before they act while the ones with the left on top are not cognizant about their actions. Well, I think this is really REALLY true yet creppy..

I have even experimented this on my family members...(wanting to know if it has anything to do with genetics or so...lol). I think it plays a tiny role. 3/5 of my family members(my mum, bro and I) place their left thumb on top of the right where as 2/5(my dad an sis) place their right thumb on top of the left.Honestly, I was surprised by the result of it as I was pretty sure my sis would have her left on top of the right instead but it turned out to be the opposite..hahaha. Then, it got me ponder for sometime. Maybe genetics is not a factor after all...lol.

Eventually, I kinda agree that those with their right on top of the left are much more rational and sensible. I have noticed that my sis do not make hasty decisions like me. She would think of the consequences first in any circumstances. As for me, I do not really think thoroughly and I realized I do regret for my actions at times. eg: I do blurt out things that are meant to be kept..lol. Trying to flash back on the moments I had with my sis, she rarely complains about her own actions compared to me. To think of it, she really thinks meticulously about her decisions and steps that she has to take.. I think this may be the reason that my sis is a slow decision maker...hahaha.

Have you ever experienced holding someone's hand and found it uncomfortable? My hunch tells me that maybe the thumb's issue plays a role...lol..I am yet to find out.