Worse than rejection

i was on the phone with my friend Shirley and she was all maudlin and sounding so upset. I knew she was going to tell me something that had caused the depression (maybe you might think depression is too strong of a word, not until you know the whole story).

So, after routinely talking about what's happening in life and bla bla bla, it's finally come to the story time, and i had already prepared myself to give a counselling session.

"i went to a club in Darling Harbour on a friday night, and i was with a friend of mine when i noticed this guy who happened to stare at me when i looked towards his direction. it came from my sixth sense that he is a hong kong guy (shirley has always wanted to date an asian guy who can speak cantonese, well, mandarin is a bonus afterall). I thought there was some spark going on between us thus i mustered up all my courage and set myself ready to pick him up. i marched forward towards him and started to ask if i can get him a drink. Here comes the highlight of the story!!! i was totally petrified when he started talking to me with his "girly voice"
"oh no thanks, i already have one. you meet my bf, bla bla". i was too embarassed to just walk away, so i tried to keep up with the conversation with him while my heart was bleeding profusely! " Shirley told me the whole story and to be honest, i could feel her pain.

So here is the deal, her first time (picking up guy in this case) in Sydney has been given to the wrong guy, and obviously the dream of i-will-eventually-get-a-nice-guy-when-i-least-expect-it has been shattered and left her all in a trauma ! i think that'd be a stark nightmare for the all the girls whose gaydars are never working.

Shirley has then developed a tentative phobia towards guys and think that all the guys she saw or sees are gays. How sad could that be? i could really imagine how the hong kong guy had given her a rough time which i believe wouldn't be compensated in a short while.

Afterall, who could be blamed? The diversity of sexuality has made the world colourful yet simultaneously made the world more complicated and unpredictable. You will never know when is it going to hit on you and how well you can handle it. Afterall, it's not only the case of straight girls going for gay guys, it also involves gay guys going for straight guys or straight guys going for gay girls. It's an endless cycle that you have to be prepared to get involved with.

How fabulous is it if someone can ever come up with a radar that can tell you whether a guy or a girl is straight or gay. There wouldn't be so much pain for the all of us.

i remember i came across an interesting phrase used to serve as rejection " oh sorry, it's not you, you're great, but it's your pussy, i like c***." (sorry for the vulgarity)

Afterall, it's worse than a rejection !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10 reasons why i am not a good student

ok, here to do some quick update~the problem with me here is that i rarely have the mood to blog (only recently), but i promise i will get my ass back here in a bits.

ok, inspired by Attiya (my coursemate), i am here to reveal the reasons why i am not a good student.

1) i skipped my lectures (pretty much). but well i have a good reason for it, i did my assignments at that skipped lecture hours!!! convincing enough?haha.

2) i fell in love with my lecturer (according to Tiya, i am just so gone, hahha). lol.

3) i sometimes text during my lectures! eh, lots of people out there actually do this as well! i am good enough to not fall asleep!

4) i actually bring a small pillow to uni, if i ever happen to remember to put my pillow into my school bag. (well, i have a say on it! i am kind enough to consider bringing it just to lend it to my friends who happen to need it at times)

5) i wear flipflops and surf pants to uni and look so much like i am going to the beach. well, there is a beach near my uni though! haha..(its spring anyway, and it feels like summer, that's a way to cool myself down!!)

6) (according to Jason) i printed all my lecture notes all at once right before exams! T.T ( it has just happened once or twice, i am sure, erm....)

7) i am such a vice that i play influence on my friends not to go to lectures!! (well, that's not my fault though)

8) i like mondays as i have completed 20% of uni days for a week. that's the way i think and am starting to look forward to the weeekends right on monday!

9) i love my laptop so much more than i love my books! (well, i have to study online as well! that's why. lol)

10) (according to Mic,) Good students care about lots of little tiny things, but i care none of them. (wow, this has best described everything with me). lol

so yah, thats about it. there are only 10 of them, not too many really! So i am still partially a good student!

Inside the wallet

"Don't simply open my bag without my consent!" that has become the over-used phrase fo girls when it comes to guys trying to open their bags.

Guys are always not allowed to rummage girls' bags or handbags. The reason of that is well understood. Yeah, you might find a packet of pad or tampon (thanks to Sherene, i have finally managed the difference between them, haha) inside the bags which they seem apparantly not to be willing to be seen, albeit that's so common among girls.

Girls have their personal item which they don't want to be seen in their bags. what about guys?

If girls bring their pad or tampon with them all the time, then i'd say guys bring their condoms with them all the time. It's put inside the wallet in this case~! Well, i am not sure how many of us guys will actually put the condom in the wallet and bring it with us everyday. It's not exaggerated if i say there are 5 out of 10 guys will actually do that. Well not that i am advocating one night stand, but it's for the sake of safety!!!!!

Anyway, having the condoms put inside the wallet is easy, but to buy the condoms is actually the tough part, for the first time at least! My friend Stev was telling me about his first experience buying condoms.

"Actually to minimize the awkwardness, i should have bought something else besides condoms. but i didn't. So when i paid, the cashier went like this " do you need a plastic?" and i was like "oh

yes?" " he was telling me about that and i couldn't stop laughing imagining how awkward the situation was! It's hilarious to think that if he refused the plastic bag, he has to carry the pack of condoms around IN THE CITY!

The story has actually traced me back to last year when i was of legal age to actually go into "i need house" ( something like an adult shop). i was walking in with weechean, and i was asked to show my ID, it's nothing at all to show my id, but the embarassment was unbearable! i am sure the girl might have thought that i am still "growing" and it's way too early to use a condom!

Anyway, practise makes perfect ( aw, it sounded so wrong to put in this way), you will find buying condoms is nothing more than like buying candies!

Get a bigger wallet guys!!!

Realisations

Sherene has come back from China after two weeks. It indeed has felt like a lifetime, and i am kinda shocked seeing how much i've missed her when she was not around. The dinners without her, the singing session was ruled out, even the shopping spree has been cut down. awww, in this case, she seems more like a vice! haha.

It got me thinking that we always take things around us for granted, and worse still, we take the people around us for granted. You won't notice how much influences the person has had on you, you won't realise how attentive he/she has been to you, and how nice a person he/she is. But when the people has left, yeah will never be by your side again, everything will come to the realisations abruptly, flooding your mind and exerting so much pressure and regrets than you can ever bear.

that's life, you will never know when you have not lost anything yet.

I was having a conversation with my friend Jules, apparantly he has just had a breakup three weeks ago. He came to admit to me that he was so into the relationship, he was so deeply in love and could hardly go on with the life after the breakup. Everything around has reminded him of her, and he couldn't put things right for almost three weeks. But now, after only three weeks, he's got another date, and sort of going out on dates and falling in love is apparantly inevitable.

It's just not fathomable how thing goes in life. You are able to cope with life damn well and move on within an incomprehensive period of time while you are supposed to be maudlin and cry over the past relationship. It's just amazing how fast the pace of life is going and you'd never have the time to stop by and digest what's been happening.

Before this, i never realised how blissful it was when my mum bought me a shirt or pants ( it was freaking 9 years ago), how fabulous when you have somebody to wake you up in the morning without needing to turn off the alarm ( and it was 7 freaking years ago), and so on. But today, they all came to hit me at once, leaving me heartily picking them up piece by piece, and caused the emotion-driven part of me to surface.

Leave the pasts behind voonsien, a better life is ahead of you.

A brand new start is awaiting and i will be cutting the queue to reach out to it.

bryvan update!

yeah i know, i am such a pain, i haven't been updating my blog for almost two weeks! ok, what have i been doing?

"jason, i havent blogged for a while" i said
"well, you are so lazy, we know that! " jason said
"eh, i am pretty busy aye!" i countered
"haha, you're watching series right now, what has kept you busy?" sarcasm surfaced.
"busy watching series of course ! " i said, no feeling of guilt at all. haha.

ok, with "lots" of evidence, i concluded that i was pretty busy!

so now, i am taking a bit off to post some update of my newphew!!

he is two months old now. According to my mom, he is getting more and more talkative (obviously nobody can understand his language at the moment, except for the cry for milk!), and drastically turning into the CHIA's golden grandchildren, and have all the attentions to himself. YAH!!!! I AM SERIOUSLY BEING NEGLECTED!!! i am so mean~~~hahaha~~~

next, he is, without any doubt, becoming bossier and bossier. According to my grandma (see, everyone is talking about him), he wants to be fed right after the shower, not even the time to don him is allowed. So the procedure goes unusually like this : shower--->milk---> put on the clothes.
yeah i know, you must be wondering like me, wouldn't he catch a cold? erm, practise makes perfect, and he is kinda used to it now. hehe. damn cute.

He can't live without airconditioning. he would have insomnias if the aircond is not working, or if it's too hot in the noon. So, my loving father ( well, never that loving before) decided to install an aircond in the living room (basically just for him, proof : we have been living in that house for almost 10 years, and the thought has never crossed his mind). And he has now befriended the airconds at home, Mum said she found him talking to the aircond. Maybe he took the sounds from the aircond as response. hehe.

aw, he is using Winnie The Pooh pacifier. erm, kinda photogenic, isn't he?
lol, pinkish handkerchief. well, he has fair skin, so yeah, it suits him!
erm, a close-up look. "can you please let me sleep? my working hours is over!" lol. anyway, if you look close enough, he doesn't have much hair. :(. Chia's trait. never mind, you will be a rich guy!!!

i was viewing him through the webcam last night. and he looked right into the webcam throughout the session. well, at least he can recognise me and my voice. hehe. his eyes look like mine, aren't they? no? no? haha.

ok that's about it. will update more when i go back to malaysia. wow, can you imagine the whole post is dedicated for him!