Monday, December 31, 2012

Day 12: Hands

Remember that one time you nearly dropped something? Your phone or a bar of slippery soap or a chunky stack of books? Yeah, you nearly dropped it - if not for your hands, shit disaster befalls you. And if it was your phone that you lost grip of, a possibly huger disaster befalls your financial source. But nope, thank Hands for they are what saved you from squandering money you didn't have to squander on to get your phone repaired or to get a new one that'll work, from the hassle of having to clean that soapy spot on the ground or from a public discomfiture (it's unlikely for someone else to help you out if you drop a stack of papers or books or anything when other people are present - Diffusion of Responsibility, the truth speaks!).

Thank Hands; they are a whole lot more useful and needed than we think they are. Your hands don't get to just get a grasp of an object or another's hands - you are able to get a grasp of much more. I didn't mean for you to literally hold an object or your lover's hands just to comprehend them (only if you wish); it is the hand gestures that portrays more than just actions and movements. Sometimes our bodily structures don't seem just physical huh?

I'm not much of an observer as much as I try to be occasionally, or I'm never really good at making presumptions pertaining people by looking at or observing their behavior or gestures. I've been talking to a few friends over hours of Skype sessions lately. Being far from home and from them, I can't really do anything but to ask them What's up, to listen and to share - to offer a helping hand. Hands and their gestures may tell you much and help you perceive much, but when we're the ones observing, we have no power to do much. Whether a helping hand may seem helpful or helpless, I thought if to offer a helping hand is the most I could do, then offer I will. If someone does the same to me, I will make it a habit to thank them. We may never truly know if a person is sincere or not, but if the most they can do is to offer help, the least we could do is to appreciate their offer.

A Sunday night song for your Sunday nights. Last Dinosaurs wohooo

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Day 11: Something Old

I'm not sure if this is considered old but I've owned this mobile phone for nearly five years now. Oh and this was a hand-me-down from my parents so it was probably in use for a good couple of years before I called it mine. This gizmo is hard as nails (possibly heaps harder). Its countless (at least 438 times) hard hits on the ground from a height of at least three feet above might have been the reason to why the files and music player were messed up for a period of time, and why parts of the mobile were detached from its body a few times (saved by the adhesiveness of superglue!).

Nonetheless as hard as it falls, nothing as destructive or defective has happened. I've been told multiple times that it's about time I get a smartphone and I have thought of it but I figured I should continue using this phone since it's still functioning pretty well. Purchasing a new smartphone or even just a new phone would mean having to fork out a bunch of money that I could use for essentials and in cases in which I get a smartphone would mean having to be hypnotized and possibly having to spend three quarter of my day seven days a week playing with my new gadget. A part of my daily routine will feasibly be filled with taking pictures and uploading them on Instagram, playing Panda BBQ for hundreds of times a day and looking up tons of apps to toy with.

But I think it's all good for now, my current phone is still working well and I'll most probably use it until it can no longer subsist. Over the years I haven't been using my phone's functions as much as I used to. For now I use my phone for text messaging, although I'm not much of a texter, for emergency calls, for the occasional picture-snapping and for waking me up early, only when necessary. I guess I've learned to just deal with what I have. Oh and I've had the same theme for my phone for over a year or two now, lol. The bird and splashes of radiant colors are pretty neat.

Song of the day.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Day 10: Nature

taken at Fraser Avenue Lookout, Perth

One of the things I enjoy doing, may it be at a gallery, a park, a beach or the city, is to just look around. Not just a glimpse or a glance but really take a moment, find a nice spot to sit at the park, gaze into the sky, be awed by the vastness of the trees and its surrounding, and just get a load of nature at its finest.

Well yeah I guess I could've summarized all that fandangle into sightseeing but it's really not the same as taking a while to look around or observe. I could be traveling to places like the Giant's Causeway, the Grand Canyon and the Great Barrief Reef and I could be telling people that I've been to the most spectacular places on Earth and that I managed to get panoramic pictures of everything but never would I be able to wholly take pleasure in its nature if I do not look around, and never would I not feel regretful for not enjoying my time in wherever I was fortunate to be sightseeing at.

It's more than about where I go and what I get to look at; it is what I see, what I learn and what I am awaken to.

Slow down, take time and be at peace.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Day 9: Inspiring Person

I'd be lying or speaking rashly if I were to say there is only one person that has ever inspired me to do or say something, or to look at things in a different perspective. My parents are more than just a couple of down-to-earth people who has been and still are taking care of me; they are my push - together they are the force that jolts me to open my mind and to initiate energy and aspiration. From communicating to people, taking charge, driving with better astuteness and to cooking omelettes, I've learned heaps from these two peeps.

This song especially reminds me of my (groovy) parents. Listen, and get your groove on.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Day 8: Favorite Color

Being younger as a child, I was easily attracted to things that were pink in color. But over the years at different points in my life I've had different preferences when it comes to colors; I've been really fond of the colors black, gray and white at one time (which might explain why my dressing style appeared 'emo' to others) but now I don't think I really have a favorite color. I guess my color preference heavily depends on what the subject is, like how I prefer greens on trees and reds on strawberries, you know those kind of things. Not many examples are coming to my mind at the moment but I personally prefer darker colors for my coats, jackets and bottoms, but other than that I like bright colors too. Not saying I like all colors though, I just don't have a favorite.

Here's a video for the ears and eyes. Colors are pretty rad. 

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Day 7: Something Funny

Meet Andi! She's probably more entertaining than funny, but shyeah she's funny. I'd like to pour my thoughts on Christmas and recent happenings regarding our stay in St Louis but Christmas has been keeping us occupied! So far so good, well more than good to be honest.

Merry Christmas!!! Enjoy.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Day 6: Books

Figured I might as well learn more pertaining my major and possibly future career. Also because I needed an extra activity to occupy my time and to entertain myself this winter break.

Fun fun song for today's fun fun time.

Monday, December 24, 2012

Day 5: Morning Sky

Nature at its truest. Morning sky, you make me see in a new light.

First day in St Louis for Christmas went by quick but it has been grandeur, mostly because of the dazzling Christmas lights on the streets. Here with me on our Christmas expedition are my sister Jojo, Tommy Toto and Yumo Momomo. Looking forward to tomorrow and the rest of the Christmas celebration!

A song to wrap up Day One in St Louis.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Day 4: Leaves

Tell me, what do you see?

I see leaves so alike and abundance of them. I see them laying still, fallen from trees of glory and of meagerness. I see wind strong enough to blow them off the vivid green grass, only to leave them laying once more. I see them fade of color and of being. I see leaves in vain attempts to rise, to be picked up and to be given life once more. I see again and I see now nothing but a bunch of leaves. Tell me, what do you see?

On a different note, Facebook is asking how I'm doing.

Music to render both you and me serenity.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Day 3: Happiness

'Often we forget how happiness truly feels'
inspired by Malaysia's graphic novel The Kampung Boy and feelings of incertitude

Is happiness overrated? Why do we seek for happiness? Is life's ultimate goal about achieving happiness? Is that my goal in life? Does it matter being happy in the end? Is there a reward for being happy or having a happy life? Is happiness worth it? If so what makes it worth it? Is life worth it? What makes it so? Can I just stay emo? (jokes)

Heaps of questions unanswered but that's okay. Reading and thinking (although not too much) helps. I am in no rush to find answers. If I've figured out everything, what could or should I continue to live for? Shit, more questions (jokes)

Don't overanalyze. Watch, listen and enjoy.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Day 2: Smile

Why do we smile? Why is it that our mouth does this thing where its corners turn up and our teeth are exposed? Why do we have these emoticons? → :), :-), =), :D, =D, ^_^ (asian smile)

Photo challenge Day 2 will not be about why you should smile or why you should be happier than ever or how a smile can magically make you look more attractive [ gotta admit this is true ;) ].

Picture this. You're walking, to somewhere, anywhere - and you pass by a stranger, who smiles at you. You smile back. Easy huh? It's simple; the idea of concealment by merely wearing a smile and saying "I'm good" whenever someone asks how you are. No need to mention anything, better yet you get to save time and the hassle of explaining why you feel how you feel.

Covering up seemed like a cinch. Closure seemed comfortable. You're doing all so good, no one knows and you still have that smile on your face. You look even happier when you say "Yeah I'm good, my day's been pretty good so far". Soon enough you'll be able to fool yourself into thinking you're actually happy. Until it all no longer seem like a piece of cake. It didn't feel like 'pretending'  but it just felt like a lot of work that it's draining you; so much work to be who you're not and to feel what you don't truly feel. You question yourself, what now?

Talk to someone, no not that stranger that smiles at you but someone you trust. You might think at first no one in the whole wide world would understand you, but there is at least one person that will spare some time to listen to you. Give them and yourself some time; no one including you and me will be able to understand someone else's feelings or thoughts immediately. Also, just saying "I hate my life and everything sucks" doesn't really do justice to your situation or feelings whatever they may be. Explanation or clarification would be nice and helpful, as long as you are comfortable sharing. The person listening to you can't guarantee solutions that'll help you feel better completely but give it a try; let it out and you'll feel better. We're human and sometimes we all just need to express how we truly feel.

You don't have to smile if you don't want to. You don't have to do things that you aren't happy or comfortable doing. You are your own person and you're allowed to do things that make you happy.

On a brighter note, here I present you a song that'll (hopefully) put a smile on your face.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Day 1: Favorite Food

"Close your eyes, maybe it'll taste better", uttered my sister as I stared into a bowl of what seemed like a jumble of anchovies, cabbage and more cabbage.

Do you believe that food tastes better when you eat with your eyes closed? 

May our eyes be closed or wide opened, may the food look savory or shit unsavory, may the food smells of delight or of disgust - I personally don't think it changes the taste of what we consume but it changes how we perceive the taste of the food; and people perceive the taste of food differently, which suggests why people have dissimilar preferences. You may like more sugar in your coffee, but I might not.

I can't deny the fact that I am pretty fussy and not as adventurous when it comes to food. Nonetheless as picky I may seem, like everyone else, I have more than one favorite food. Sure I like dim sum, banana bread, buttered shrimp, fried scallops, cookies and cream ice cream, egg tarts, and loads more but I simply can't pick just one ultimate favorite. I don't have pictures of all the food I like but here's one (or two) of one of my favorite food:

(Waffle goodness @ Cicerello's, Mandurah during a family getaway to Aussie)

(Waffle goodness @ KLCC's Signatures Food Court)

You know it. WAFFLES
At one point this year I pretty much had a fervent addiction to waffles; coated with rich Nutella spread (sometimes topped along with chocolate sprinkles and whipped cream - only occasionally), it sort of became something I had to have nearly every night for supper. Lately I don't eat waffles as often (once or twice in a fortnight) but whenever I do it'd be in the on-campus dining halls and I'd have my waffles with at least four scoops of ice cream, chocolate syrup, chocolate sprinkles and Fruit Loops - DA BOMB.

Here's a 31 second clip of a waffle (and pancakes and french toast) song. Indulge.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

challenge here we go

Here I am again, pacing from one thought to another. A voice in my head deliberately saying "Say, what do you want to say?". Always, I am unsure of where to begin and how my words should be put together eloquently. In my mind thoughts run around ceaselessly that it's almost redundant because in the end my mind holds the same questions or subject matters, with neither answers nor resolutions. Nonetheless I might have just come to realize something; maybe it isn't all about finding answers or figuring things out, or maybe that shouldn't be one of my greatest concerns for now. Life? Career? Purpose? I don't know for now and I can't guarantee I will know but I've pondered and realized; it's okay to not know for now, it's okay to have doubts, it's okay to just take it easy and not rush making decisions. Life isn't a race, at least not for me.

I've been wanting to blog about something but I haven't, not because I can't think of any thing to blog about but because I take too long of a time mulling over what to blog about. Hence I have taken the initiative to take up this photo challenge, one similar to the photography challenge my sister is currently engaged into but differs because this one has a main theme:

Also because winter break is a month long and hopefully my endeavor to occupy (a lot) time with productive activities to do will be accomplished. In spirit of the challenge, I am grateful to have stumbled upon this photo challenge hence I will do my best and have faith. May the force be with you, me and us all.

oh boy oh boy oh boy I'm excited to do this! Ok I'll start tomorrow for sure.