Feelings Plate^^~

Last Sunday was anticipated for long, coz' went to Gimhae Lotte outlet with friends~

I told Elaine I would have slapped myself real hard if the place were to flourish with branded stores.

And tada! My dream came true^^ll
Found ourselves surrounded by Gucci, Burberry, Calvin Klein, Puma, Adidas...

Then I changed my mind...
If someone gonna' get a slap real hard, that would be my poor wallet :P

So I went round and round, with my list of must-get-or-else-my-depression-index-gonna-sky-rockets.

I noticed my preferences has turned to sporty and outdoor-ish gears after coming to Korea.
Definitely not conformity coz' I didn't have the strong urge to grab cosmetics ;) winks*

And guess what I found^^~ (*danced, jumped, screamed, clapped; insomnia :P that was later story)

Nike white colour sports bag!!!
OMG!! fell in love at first sight^^~
look at the price--ok, within my budget^^~
*squeeeeekk and danced to the counter ;)*

That was new bag over old bag XD opps~ sorry old gal :P 

inner compartments^^ see my starbucks tumbler ;)

I love my bag so muchhhh~~
but i'm sure mummy is gonna say i will get it nicely coated in black before long :P

Monday was interesting coz' had nice talk with buddy who was really willing to learn English^^ Shortly after that accompanied Yee to the hospital for blood test and felt happy bout' it, coz' i did something that i would like people to do it to me to my friend^^~

Tuesday was another interesting day too coz' I was like a zombie after staying up till 4am for Korean language homework, and snoozed like nobody after dinner when in fact, i was supposed to study for Wednesday's test :P

Had a nightmare on entering SPM exam hall again..same horror..haven't study for chemistry even a tiny bit ><

Woke up and was quite confused with it coz' chemistry, back then in form 4, 5 was my best science subject. If were to dream, how come it is chemistry and not physics instead :P that subject back then was like braille to me >< no matter how i touch them, feel them, i just cant get them! end.^^

Today feel happy^^

coz' I changed my blog's layout, and later, gonna knock on elaine's door and have some manicure together^^

life is nice^^

next week christmas^^ what else can be compared to that^^ my greatest anticipation of the year^^~

miaow^^~

Fairy God Mothers

As usual, Ram browses her facebook, running her eyes over the comments, one by one.

No she is not a facebook addict. And, no, she has more to do than hawking others statuses and comments.

It is just nice to see how the world perceives a particular subject, like something abstract, difficult to be defined, suffer to be debated- something like, love.

Now she is very sure that fairy god mothers don't exist. 

And, she is very sure that she will be bombarded and blown up into pieces by her besties who worship fairy tales, and striving to live at least one of them out of reality. 

But that is not exactly what she means!

Fairy god mother derives from Cinderella, so lets trace back to Cinderella and how the LUCKY girl summons fairy god mother. 

Or, wait. Before that there is even something more important-- lets do a bit of definition- LUCKY.

Lucky, is definitely not Imagining- imagining the prince is gonna' get a girl as his wife.

Lucky, is definitely not sitting down on the staircase, crying, mourning, and doing Nothing over torn dress, piles of houseworks, and tonnes of unfairness. 

Lucky, is definitely not brooding over problems and stop trying when there are hurdles, one after another, despite you opening different doors. 

Now get the point?

Fairy god mother is there for Cinderella, not because Cinderella is lucky, nor she is Pitiful enough to summon the fairy. 

The fairy is there simply because it is just time for her to pop out!

Cinderella never gives up going to meet the prince despite not having a presentable dress. She actively fishes out a book on dresses and her sewing kit, manifesting her intention to sew her party dress in limited time compressed by house chores. 

Cinderella finishes all the house chores her step mother and step sisters throw at her, unreasonably, with the disturbance of the house cat, Lucifier. 

Cinderella gets a pleasant surprise from her mouse friends, and in the blink of eye, her step sisters just crush her happiness by tearing her dress ruthlessly.

Cinderella can't do anything to go to the palace anymore. She doesn't have the time, nor money.

That is when fairy god mother appear when the broken hearted but works so hard to try for what she wants girl cries her heart out. 

That is when fairy god mother changes her ragged dress into stunning dress, along with the magnificent carriage. 

That is when Cinderella arrives at the ball, stuns everyone including her own step mother and sisters, and off course, the prince himself. 

That is when Cinderella walks side by side with the prince, happily marching to their new palace, after she tries to tell that she is the owner of the crystal shoe. 

Now that is when, LUCKY chips in the story- people who works to get what they want for their life will have a lil' bit of boost to reach the goal, which rhymes with the 99% of perspiration, 1% of inspiration say~

It just doesn't work the other way round. Ask Edison if he agrees the other way round. Probably that is enough to make him jump up from where he is right now and smack those day dreamers real hard ;)

Kind reminder^^*

Complaining and yakking for soul mate to appear just won't help.

Never ask why God is fooling you around for so long. 

Maybe He, has already answered you. 

He chunks a soul mate in front of your eyes. 

But you are too busy indulging in laments, and you miss the boat. Says who God fools you? Or, you fool yourself?

Things won't just jump to you with you sitting there doing literally Nothing but Wishful thinkings. 

Yes, you wish. But you need to have something to let your wish build on. 

Wishing and doing nothing- if the fairy god mother were to pop out that would be HOLY MACKEREL!

Simple.

Marathon-like wish list- No effort, no result. 

Yes dare to dream (Walt Disney),

but don't day dream on your wishes waiting for them to puff miraculously in front of you. 

For your kind information, that won't even happen in fairy tales, what's more reality?^^

Go, go quotes 2^^

"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."
-Martin Luther King, Jr. 


When there are frets, even over tiny issues, try to let the person involved hear them out, in a productive manner. 


No, you don't vent out, nor lash out. You negotiate, talk things over. 


Certain things are deemed tiny. 
But never under estimate the effect. 
Just like banana skin lying flat on the floor. 
It is just a banana skin. 
But it may cause somebody to trip over, bruise his/her elbow, sprain his/her ankle, and worse comes to worst, fatality, in the cases of elderlies, or toddlers. 
Butterfly effect. 
One tiny thing, one transfixed effect. 
Tiny things, do matter a lot, as a matter of fact.  

My first Starbucks collection^^~

This is a less loaded post^^

Today is my very first time in my life, getting Starbucks product^^

I enjoy Starbucks drinks, but do not really fancy the products in there- still worked until i saw the adorable Christmas mugs and tumblers!
That is love at the first sight!^^

And after weeks of putting it on my wish list, finally today, got it in Shinsegae, with my order of Green Tea Latte inside^^
It was heaven~~Happy^^~~

*Front view*

*View from top*

*Best part^^ there is a lil snowman at the bottom~how cuteeee and creative^^*

*feel so cute when u drink from the tumbler^^~*

*m' lovin' it~~^^*

Go, go quotes^^

I love quotes. 

I believe that when your motivational level is plummeting, an inspirational or motivational book is gonna function like going out for movies, or confiding into friends. And so do quotes. 

*Wisdom is knowing that you know nothing- Socrates*

got this from movie's class on Thursday, "Billy and Ted's adventure"

*When a dog bites you, you don't bite the dog back. 

When somebody decides to be irrational with you, you therefore, be rational with yourself, AT least^^*

a bit here and there, some from my mom, some from books, and off course, all the useful teachings are blended with my own analysis^^

From pet's behavior class, got to know that animals only attack for defense. 

The attack varies, as animals despite from the same species, have different environmental factors that shape their attacking behavior. So, it is possible that an animal's perceived threat is merely human's intention to pat or stroke its head. In short, false attacks do happen, depending on what happens in the past. 

Starting to have some enlightenments~

When a person decided to literally bite you with their words and actions, it may be due to their too strong defense mechanisms? past is definitely something too important to be omitted...

At least, I have a choice- bitten by dogs, i have a 50-50 chance of getting rabies; bitten by human, i just have to get a shot of understanding and a dose of patience to totally get myself immune^^~

reminds me of dear ms janet, one of my psychology lecturers who is going to move to Aus. not gonna disappoint her^^

kind reminder~

 

yen is a psychology student, not there yet but am halfway to the prestigious profession.

yeah psychology is never being equated to emotionless, best mental health, problems-free, and, Saint!

no stress, but just need to really see what is before and within, not so much on after^^

usually aftermath is quite disturbing to neural transmissions, got them firing wrongly and ended up at negative-tinted conclusions XD

just, stress the eyes more, and relax the mouth more~ 

life is an interesting drama, watch it^^ 

How to Add Music Player to Your Blog ^^*

Hi peeps^^~

I just discovered this useful website and it teaches step by step how do you add a music player to your blog^^

This is really useful and i give it 5-star rating ^^

Thanks to this website, finally, i am happy to say that i successful spice up my blog with music player from mixpod.com^^~

Here is the website:
http://bloggertrick4u.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-trick-how-to-adding-music.html

Have fun^^

;) :P The Fun Theory XD :)

No I have been clean myself from rambling any psychology-related stuff here. 

So don't tune off. The fun theory is the courtesy of Volkswagen^^ 

*PS: psychology students do do more than merely reciting theories and researches as if they are holy sentences ;)

Please check these fun videos out :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2lXh2n0aPyw&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbEKAwCoCKw&feature=related

Lesson of the day:

Fun can change the behavior for better^^~

For a moment, lets forget about behaviourists, social cognitivists, and so forth sophistication. 

Lets go simple, and FUN^^~

Dark Humor

Trista is definitely not the type of girl that will obediently settle on the same chair, same desk, same pile of work for five working days.

Yet, she is in one that she has to. It is called Job, something that you have to show your professionalism, simply because you are paid to do so.

Trista is no routine person.

She loves those online psychology tests. During her high school days when she was supposed to direct her energy for SAT, instead she turned her study group into online psychology tests group, whereby the girls Ooo and Aaarrs for each others results.

She still remembers her scores consistently show that she is highly nomadic, needs higher than normal challenges to keep her feel alive. She then day dreamed of being a pilot, just like Amelia Earhart. Then it was marine biologist, and she dreamed of swimming with great whites studying their habitats, predators, and preys. For her subsequent dream jobs, nothing were like her current one.

Trista understands that she has to bear with this job. As boring as it is, the job has yet a lot to offer, boredom is just the tiny curse behind uncountable blesses.

Trista somehow loses her appetite for dinner.
Tank too, has his mind occupied.
Both are having the same dinner, but surely their faces won't please the cook too much.
There is little verbal exchange. Most of the time silence speaks the loudest.

Trista looks at her soup. It is mussels soup- dark, with fleshes within.
She jokingly saying that all her mussels are reserved and tightly close-off, while secretly, she sighs- what a colour to strengthen the moodiness.

As she is busy serving her thoughts, suddenly there is a spoon reaching into her soup, and the mussel.
The next thing she knows is, Tank is placing the mussel in his plate, and carefully, opens the shell, gets her the flesh within.
Placing the flesh on her plate, Tank jokingly says: The mussel looks like a love isn't it^^

Something is oozing up, but Trista is very sure it is not the moodiness level.
"Tank...."
"Hmmm?" As usual, the big, innocent eyes.
She smiles, and silence again takes place as she eats the mussel.

Sometimes, submerged by the dark humor is not a bad thing too^^
Only with you, Tank^^~

submerged by the refreshing dark humor- not stereotypical color of love, yet the shape of love^^

Go Purple~

Becky was fighting hard.

Cool Bec...
OK. 1, 2, 3- inhale; 3, 2, 1- exhale.
Things are gonna be O...O...O......

Arghhhh!!!!
It was just so ants in the pants when these feather heads dying for her help approached regardless of anything, putting on the "oh, you are my saviour!", or "if you don't help me I will die" face.

Now too bad she was a soft-hearted person.

Stand straight!
Pull yourself together Bec!
and professionally, SMILE!

"W--wh--o i--ch y-ou-r he-hero?"

OK. Who is my hero right?
"Erm, I would say my dad." Professional smile~

To her horror, neatly written on the answer sheet, "she's dead."

Becky sighed, silently.

Nicely, she corrected,"no, it is DAD, D-A-D, father."

The culprit went "OooooO", and gave her a big, broad smile.

Right. When a baby does this to you, you would probably go and pinch the lil' fella's check and squeek: Aww, he is so cuteee!
When a child does this to you, you would probably laugh and amazed how the silly and funny face could trigger your funny bones so much.
When a 20+ does this to you, there is no Would-s, or Might-s. It is a definite Blow the top off- off to the furthest corner in earth!

Trying to recover her blown off top, Becky decided to do something- the loser feeling was gradually submerging her, and it was not a nice one.

Purple.
Yes. Purple. The purple bangle!

Suddenly she recalled how Will Bowen who set up the challenge, 21 days without yakking and lamenting at anything.

Vaguely, Becky fished out something from her memory- If you complain, it simply means you are trying to be at odds with yourself- trying your very best to find faults with your decisions, nit-picking, and make your life miserable.

Yeah Becky.

Patience is not the key.
See things from the other side.

Suddenly, the gloomy and somehow stuffy lil' room looked purple to her^^~

always a brighter side hiding behind darkness^^~

B's footnote:

They have nil interests in English. If I put on an unwilling face, that will just drive them off further, and to serious extent, maybe discourage the lil' tinges of likings.

It is OK to be bad at something, really, and it is designed to- because this, allows the stronger ones to help the weaker ones, and that is how, something that people always contend, helping the others, derives from-- simple thing like this^^

冷与热 之间

从哪天开始，她做了一个决定．．．

她的手，冰冰地．．．触碰的时候，医学系的妹妹老是笑说像尸体的温度。

可当暖流与寒流碰头时，产生的化学作用，远远超过了适用于温度的字眼。

心，不热，也不冷地。只是，一股很踏实的气流，把某种物质固定在心里－－于是，她，做了个决定．．．

冰冷的手，就让它们冰下去吧。

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从哪天开始，他做了一个决定．．．

他的手，暖暖的．．．触碰的时候，老字辈的长辈们老是开心地点头赞许连连：瞧咱家孙儿多健康，手心多温暖，看起来多阳光。

当暖流与寒流碰头时，产生的化学作用让暖流觉得前所未有。原来，人体的温度竟然可以到如此境界．．．

心，不冷，倒也不会热，只是，一股顽皮的气流把什么给吹翻了，心，跳得好快，好快－－于是，他，做了个决定．．．

温热的手，从此会更努力地温暖着那双冰冷的手。

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他和她，两人都为了决定而努力。

然而他发觉，她似乎不怎么爱被牵，更不会主动前他那暖暖的手。第一次，他对自己的手投了不信任的票。第二次，他对她，投了不信任的票。

更让他难过的是，她居然静静地像icicle，望着他投的票，眼神如冰柱般穿透似的，什么也没说。

那静静的冰冷让他直打冷战。原来，冰冷的，何止是手。老人家不都常说，温度由心生吗？

“既然我溶化不了你，温暖不了你，我们就别再苦苦痴缠了。”

他转身，相信她会无动于衷的，不会追，不会挽留。冰，只会把留下的物质给冰冻，冷藏。

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（她－OS）

其实，我不是冰。只是，血液里少了一点点什么，所以，我的手总是冰冰的．．．

不牵你的手，不是因为我不想，更不是因为不喜欢。
我总是幻想自己的手能变得暖暖地，把热带给我关心的人。
是你，实现了我的梦想～
所以，我也想静静地帮你实现一个梦想。

不是不牵你的手，不是我不想，更不是不喜欢。
只是，只有冷冷的手，才能止住你的鼻炎。
伤风时，我能把冷冷的双手放到你的额头上，止住那流得不知天日的鼻水，和那恼人的喷嚏。

我不知道，什么时候，在什么地方，你的鼻炎开始不听话，开始让你不舒服。
我只好每时每刻都把手冰冻，不解冻．．．

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他转身那刹，冰，也溶化了。

她从来都不是冰，所以才没办法自私地把他冰冻，占为己有。






暖流，你明白吗？
冰，因暖而坚固；因冷而溶化。

谁的内心才真正地冷呢？