Friday, April 22, 2005

He wasn't?

Been listening to Avril Levigne's "He wasn't" lately.

Here's the lyris:
There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's coming, the day I hate.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.

This is where I start to bite my nails.
Up in my room and when all else fails.
I think it's time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
Na na na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na na na, we've all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.
Na na na na na.

#Had this major crush on a guy lately, it's just terrible. He has the "he's just not that into you "(famous line from Sex and the City,Season 6) attitude towards me. Actually i realized that a long time ago, but I just couldn't accept the fact and try to reason my way out of the whole truth. Being near him just makes me crazy, one minute i could be really down, seconds later I'd be in cloud nine! To think that I'd actually let him do this to me! Is he really the one, or just simply wasn't? Time will tell........#

Because of You

I'm in love with this song- "Because of You by 98 degrees"

You're my sunshine after the rain
You're the cure against my fear and my pain
'Cause I'm losing my mind when you're not around
It's all (It's all)It's all because of you
You're my sunshine, oh yeah

Baby I really know by now
Since we met that day
You showed me the wayI felt it thenyou gave me love,
I can't describe
How much I feel for you
I said baby I should have known by now
Should have been right there whenever you gave me love
And if only you were here
I'd tell you, yes I'd tell you (oh yeah)

[Chorus]

Honestly could it be you and me
Like it was before neither less or more
'Cause when I close my eyes at night
I realize that no one else could ever take your place
I still can feel and it's so unreal
When you're touching me, kisses endlessly
It's just a place in the sun where our love's begun
I miss you, yes I miss you baby, oh yeah

[Chorus]

If I knew how to tell you what's on my mind(Make you understand)
The I'd always be there right by your side

[Chorus]

You're my sunshine
You're my sunshine
Oh yeah

#Guess this is what happens when you're in lurve, losing control over yourself, can't stop thinking about that someone special..... those lovey dovey feelings, butterflies in stomach kinda feelings......#

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

I hate PBL

Having to drag my half asleep body, to leave my comfort zone and walking under the hot sun to get to PBL is a terrible experience. And I really have to say this regardless of the fact that I have a rather cute facilitator this time. Well, not that he's really that cute but honestly he is a rather decent sight when most of the lecturers are either old, balding, has massive central obesity or just, very honestly, not good looking. Can’t blame me for being brutally honest, that’s just the way life is- It’s the looks that matters.PBL, Problem Based Learning, is a small group discussion activity. Each week, we'd be given a case study and what we need to do is try to identify the learning issues of the case, research on the topics and present it during the next session. It’s funny to see my groups members painstakingly squeeze out another learning issue so that there’ll be just enough topics for each person. I can’t help but be amazed at their effort in making sure that everyone has something to do, even though the topic’s not actually that relevant. The problem is, they don’t realize that this is actually very annoying, why bother? The people, who have nothing to do this time, can do it the next time. Why go through all the trouble, wasting everyone’s time just to be “fair” to everyone?

Sometimes, it’s not just the group members who actually cause the problems, it could be the facilitator. A facilitator of a group helps out by guiding the students, in case they were lost or just didn’t know what to do. They too can create huge problems either by talking too much, in which now it becomes a mini lecture, or just sits so quietly in the corner that it’s as if he’s not there at all. Worse, he could be bombarding you with so many questions, he’d be a walking SAQ paper, and the amount of embarrassment you’d have when you couldn’t answer a single question.

So, in conclusion, Problem Based Learning, is nothing but PROBLEMS.

I-don't-have-anything-to-wear Syndrome

I woke up this morning just to realize that I have the I-don’t-have-anything-to-wear situation when I looked into my closet. It’s just the same situation every woman would’ve gone through in certain stages of their lives. Well, let’s just say, in certain stages of life, there are days when what you wear doesn’t really matter anymore. And there are days when it’s really important to make an impression, like meeting someone you like for a date, that interview for the perfect job, or just to attract that bit of attention while hanging out in the bar.

As my friend, Squirrel, would say,” There’s always something missing in a woman’s closet!” Yes, I just have to admit to the fact that whatever the amount of clothes I buy, I still can find a reason to go and shop for more clothes. There’ll always be that famous line “I need to shop!” and off we go to the nearest shopping malls. In fact, seeing the word “SALE” on the windows of our favourite clothing stores is actually a huge turn on! Nothing’s more exciting than to hunt for that wonderful dress for a fraction of the price. After all, we women are smart consumers.

But the sad thing is that men just regard us women who shop too often as compulsive shopaholics. Well, we would actually like to call this as “Retail Therapy”. Shopping is a fun and enjoyable experience. *sigh* If only men could understand this. However, I noticed that there are an increasing number of men who actually enjoys shopping. Now this is something really worth celebrating. Of course, there would still be the boyfriend who tags along showing the “I wish I wasn’t here” kind of attitude, you can spot him easily, he’d be the one standing outside a shoe shop looking like a lost little puppy, or sitting near the fitting room while his girlfriend tries on everything and the only thing he can say is “Can we go now?”.

I would still love shopping, disregard of what people think about me. After all, it’s my money (me dad’s money, to be exact, and that would make me the daddy’s girl, thank you!), and I have all the right to spend it the way I want. Let’s just say that I love myself just a wee bit too much ;) Having been through a huge emotional turmoil, i just realize that it's only fair to love yourself more before you hurt yourself while loving someone else.

The Beginning of The End

This marks the end of the days when this cat thinks that it's way too cool to blog. I somehow think that it's time to just let the cat out of the sack. Not that I'd be spilling any beans, but just actually letting out what's bottled up inside of me, my thoughts, my feelings... Well, "Sharing Is Caring"-as my friend, Gorgeous, would always say.
Félicitations! This certainly is a new beginning. Something new, other than clothes, shoes and not forgetting---whales.... There are sooo many things to blog about.... hmm..... just let me list some of it: Malaysian Men, Whales, Shoes, Clothes, Tiffany, Hong Kong.... Basically, it's just the things a girl would be obsessed about, especially men... you just don't know whether to love or hate them.
Merci beaucoup! That’s it for today~ my fingers are getting tired from typing!
Bonne journée!