Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Random thoughts of the day:
When people laughs at your ass, rub it in their faces and be grate(great)ful that at least you HAVE an ass.
Who cares about being size 12 and Asian? Just tell that you're Continental and allowed to be whatever size.
Or better, tell them that you don't do maths.
Be proud that you cannot find a bra your size in the local departmental store.
Miniskirts are for flamingos.
Oprah is manipulative.
Boycott politically correct terms like "curvy" or "voluptous". Snap out of denial, we are Fat. The more we come out of it, the less Mona Lisa will seem like a big deal.
Yellow is the most hideous colour in the world. Not refering to skin, btw.
High heels are detrimental to the human health, because it pushes your centre of gravity frontwards, making your breasts shift south and brain matter shifting towards the frontal portion, blocking your sense of sight, making you shortsighted, therefore more bimbo-ish.
Hush puppies are ugly either.
Oh yea, and Jay Chou has the most delicious lips i have ever seen.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Argh, Again
In the Western medicine context, eczema is ..
A group of skin conditions which can affect all age groups. The severity of the disease can vary. In mild forms the skin is dry, hot and itchy, whilst in more severe forms the skin can become broken, raw and bleeding. Although it can sometimes look unpleasant, eczema is not contagious (repeat that!) With treatment the inflammation of eczema can be reduced, though the skin will always be sensitive to flare-ups and need extra care (Read : Incurable)
However, in the traditional Chinese medicine genre, eczema is
A condition that is closely associated to the individuals' lifestyle, diets as well as his/her stress levels. Individuals who have suffered from stress, who favour spicy foods and take away, and consumes alcoholic drinks are more likely to suffer from eczema than those with a healthy and regular lifestyle. This is because spicy, greasy and take away foods, alcoholic drinks as well as smoking and stress (what the heck, i don't drink and neither do i do fag!), with time, can accumulate into harmful bi-products which become toxins in the body. Chinese herbs are used in treating this condition to purge the toxins out of the body and reduce / calm the over-reactive immune reactions which are found in the cases of eczema. (Read : Eczema is no-big-deal)
Ok, being a fellow life sciencer, i technically should be standing over at the side of conventional medicine and proclaim that the chinese medicinal way of treating eczema is nothing but some overhyped crap. But, returning to the practicality of things, would i root for something that insists eczema is incurable or the other alternative where i'm bound to be flake-free in a matter of a few dong guais?
Earlier this morning, aunt marlyne, aunt irene together with their mom, aunty ma (what a mouthful) brought me to consult a sinseh at Ghim Moh regarding my recurrent skin problem. Bless their dear souls. Well, let me make it clear that this is soo not the first time that i'm giving in to people's concerns and went ahead being a guinea pig with what ever sort of treatment they claim is miraculous. I'm simply tired of protesting.
The quaint shop was nestled in the midst of a construction site at the front and other disturbingly similiar medicinal shops at the sides. Interestingly enough, i was amazed by how it still manages to sustain itself despite everything that is going against it; the modernisation taking place right at its doorstep and the competing force of conventional medicine, threatening to wipe it out of existence. Being a teochew myself, i had no trouble understanding what the sinseh was trying to convey , which is nothing i have not heard before. Dismissing the skeptic in me, i went ahead and bought into what he said, about me being curable (yay); about me having to take the pills which cost 70 cents each 3 times a day, 5 pills at each intake; about me having to abstain from crustaceans and molluscs and chicken and eggs and get this: bread and oats! How am i, being a serial carbo-addict, going to live through life and monday mornings not having my chicken pau and red bean buns?! This is so not going to be pretty.
Besides, he also stated an assumption that sent a wave of startling revelation through me and the ladies who were there. According to his findings, eczema is caused by a certain immunisation i took when i was young. It could either be the triple booster, bcg, polio or the rubella. He said that after the jab, i could have not taken enough egg yolks(?) to purge myself of the toxins in me. Therefore, the skin disorder is a side effect of that particular jab and the chemicals which were in it. Interesting. Were we even supposed to eat eggs after they were immunised? Wait..here's my 70 cents worth: Eczema sufferers (usually the first born, don't ask me why) have not taken enough eggs when they were young, causing them not to produce the certain kind of antibodies required. So...as time passed, when eggs and chickens and other animals that came from eggs were ingested, war broke out, and we were raped of our freedom to eat normal food ever again.
Darn the nurse who didnt mention that i needed more eggs in me.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
And Ode To Chip
See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sunrise from the tropic isle
Just remember darling all the while
You belong to me
See the market place in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears
You belong to me
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome, too
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong to me
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome, too
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong to me
Monday, February 14, 2005
Farewell Farewell
Before i start ranting about my day, do let me wish all you lovebirds out there a verry Happy Valentine's Day and a Happy Friendship Day to those who are still swinging bachelors and bachelorettes (lucky you!)
Yep, it's 9.15pm right now, on a wonderful valentine's evening with great potential to be magical. Just came back from serenading soppy love songs to a bunch of lovestruck youngsters at a cafe in campus and let me just add that seeing people together just makes me wanna cry.
Why?
I'm spending v-day with the thought that i had just bid my last farewell to chip just yesterday and i might as well never see him again the entire year (or two). He'll be flying off to perth in two day's time and much as i would like, i can't possibly take a day off again to send him off at the airport. I'll make a big boo boo. Or perhaps i'm just being pessimistic and sentimental but heck! one year, no matter how fast others say it'll pass, it's still one freaking looong year! No amount of emails and msn-ings and webcammings are gonna make it any easier. I requested chip not to come to the bus station to send me off this morning, for fear that i might flood Kl. He was kind enough to oblige. But, there's still this achy nagging thought that persists things would have been better if he were to have dropped by for one last hug, one last peck on the forehead, or one last smile, assuring me that everything's gonna be alright.
I hate that i have so little control over my emotions. I hate that whatever i want to do right now is beyond my capacity and logic to do so. I've got so many things to do and so many things to say but so little time. What if i'd never have to chance to ever again? What if things inevitably change? What if two people were to grow apart? What if the term 'out of sight, out of mind' rings true?
I'll miss having good ol' chip around. I'll miss being able to call whenever my inferority complex strikes. I miss hanging out. I'll miss having my bestest friend around. Going back to m'sia will never be the same again.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Happy Chinese Cock Year Everyone!!
(Hahaha.....just can't help myself!)
Sunday, February 06, 2005
How ironic is it that i'm planning to minor in english studies and i can't even compose a decent piece of entry nowadays?
I'll try my best this time round.
*****
Today,
I had chicken macaroni for lunch and artifically green spinach noodles for dinner.
I missed breakfast again.
I went to Chinatown to get some stuff for the cny celebration in the hall.
I had a thai fragant coconut along the way.
I was supposed to go watch the play by chinese production but i stood charmaine up and went shoppping at bkt batok instead.
I laughed at some lame jokes.
I did nothing academically productive.
I sang and talked to Bee while in the shower.
I bought detergent.
I wished and wished that Chip would turn up at my doorstep.
I ran my mp3's on repeat.
I swept the floor but was too lazy to mop it.
I checked my inbox for the third time.
I'll try something more intellectually stimulating next time. It's a sunday morning for crying out loud.
