Gong Xi Fa Chai!

This is the time of the year where gambling reigns supreme. Guys like my brother and cousins actually give up DOTA for card games =p

Laughters and roars fill up the air! Gambling is a fun way to analyse someone's character. A person's true self emerges once money is at stake. Chinese are especially susceptible to this. That is good. At least I know who are the real people I am related too. Relationships between relatives just aren't the same anymore.

Being a Player: A Choice or A Need?

Disclaimer: The following post is purely my own personal opinion which is formed from my perception of things.

I think that people become players not because they choose to be one but because they don't have the luxury to choose. It is not because they do not want to get into a meaningful relationship but because they cannot get into one. Therefore, they become players to fulfill this missing part of their lives. For them, having a relationship, however unmeaningful, is better than not having any at all.

Just my two cents. You can disagree with me.

Blood Donation and Black-out

There was a blood donation drive in National today and I have officially become a blood donor. Being a first time donor, I am a total noob. Worse still, I actually fainted for about a minute. Now the whole company knows that I had fainted.....

It was a good experience though. There is a sense of accomplishment to it and it is satisfying. I had never managed to donate blood before this because I was so-called 'underwieght' although when you think about it, I wasn't underweight for my height. Anyway, since I can donate now, it only means one thing:

I HAVE GAINED WEIGHT!

No, the statement was not supposed to be read in an excited tone. Adding 'shit' behind the statement before the exclamation mark will probably set a more accurate tone.

My parents and Hijjas actually commented that I look better. How is that even possible?

My sister is gloating at me now that I am heavier than she is. Just you wait, your time will come too =p

*Mixed feelings*

What Makes a Hypocrite?

What makes a hypocrite? Does filtering your thoughts before speaking make you one? It is all really confusing to me. On one hand, I would have loved to let the things off my chest and get instant relief. But on the other hand, I too know that regret will follow the relief after that.

I wonder if others face the similar dilemma or am I alone in this? 22 years of living didn't seem to teach me enough about handling such situation. Or perhaps I am a slow learner in this area.

So, which one is more preferable?

Brutal honesty or restrained expression?

It has been a long time since I last posted anything here. Currently, I am in the middle of the North-South Highway, blogging from Hijjas' notebook in his car. We were supposed to go for the convocation rehearsal but we woke up late, so...oh well

I wonder how is Cyberjaya like now. It has been more than two months since I was last there. Not that I miss it or anything. I certainly don't miss the food there either. But I do miss the people and memories there. The countless birthday parties, chats, walks and crazy stuffs we did...good memories.

I am currently working in NS, Malacca. The people there are good (at least my colleagues, anyway) and it is pretty fun. We had a birthday party too recently to celebrate the birthday of two colleagues. Well, all I can say is that the people here are more shy since they have problem singing birthday song in the cafetaria. Probably it is something that comes with age. You mellow down and become boring and less crazy.

The people are serious about their lunch though, haha. The people in our department are closely-knitted since it is a small department. There are only 17 people in total. At least ten or eleven of us will be having lunch together so deciding where to take lunch should be quite a problem. However, I was surprised to see that people just know where to take lunch each day. Automatically at 1 pm, everyone will head to the car park. Usually, we will be going in two cars so they take turns to drive. And everyone would know where to go by then.

I have always wondered who is the one deciding where to take lunch. Surely there is only one person making decision cos it is very efficient. If everyone were to decide, it will take forever (speaking from personal experience). It turns out that the place for lunch is decided by a computer programme! They wrote a software that will randomly picked a location for lunch from a database. It will not repeat the same location until the whole list is through. And the database can last us a month without going to the same place! That's how serious they are, haha.

Anyway, this is all for now. Almost reaching MMU already. Hopefully I will have more inspiration to blog more.

Colouring my hair..

I am going to colour my hair as soon as I finish my last exam in my university life (hopefully, it will be the last one in my entire life too!).

I have been wanting to colour my hair ever since I stepped into college but somehow never got to do it. I mean, I don't have reason(s) to do it. I have healthy black hair (very black), no greys and a lot of people complimented on my hair.

But it's just that it is something that I want to try at least once in my life. Just for the fun of it. I'm not sure how it will turn out. I pray it will turn out good, of course, though it can turn out disastrous. It's really like gambling. Risk is involved.

Oh well, I have made up my mind so there is no point in contemplating anymore. Five years of contemplation is more than enough. Whatever the outcome might be, it is not the end of the world.

P/s: I know you will still love me even if I end up looking like a clown =p And yes, I know you love my black hair too. I promise I won't do this often. Most probably just this once. It's not good for my hair if I do it often anyway. I love my hair too, you know =p

Mistake or joke?