Saturday, January 16, 2010
Fate.
Are obstacles put in place to deter us from realising a fate that wasn't meant to be, or are they there for us to overcome it?
Thursday, December 31, 2009
My final thoughts...
The two double-O nine has been somewhat good to me. As it draws to a close(depending on which time zone you're in), I am left with a sense of apathy mainly due to the lack of human activity pervading my floor and the rest of SFU residence. However, lets assume that isn't the case for the sake of my post.
In all earnestness, this year has been a year of self-improvement spurred by newfound initiatives and a series of wake-up calls. I still clearly remember how down in the dumps I was when I rung in 2009. I strived to avoid social contact and when placed in social situations, my negativity(I rather call it realism) rubbed off on others which didn't bode well for both me and my social peers. I binge-ate and balooned up to 90 kilos resulting in people critiqueing my dietary habits. I spent most of my time asleep in my room treating every moment awake as if it was torture.
Really, I do not regret letting myself fall that low. It was something I had to do and get out of my systems. But I knew that lifestyle was adversely affecting all aspects of my life and in spite of my mom's exhortation that it's okay to be overweight and out of shape, I took a first step towards recovery. I began dieting hardcore severely restricting my diet to mostly vegetables, complex carbs and proteins. (I do reward myself once every week or so lol) I complemented my dieting efforts with more regular and purposeful trips to the gym and over the course of five months I managed to trim 15 kg of fat off my belly. I am proud of that.
The focus of the first half of the year was sorting out the documents to ensure my ass does get sent to Canada. Applying for universities was somewhat tedious thanks to daddy dearest making me fill up applications for six universities. Not only was it a major waste of money and time, but envelopes as well you see I love my envelopes. I was actually leaning towards going to UBC Okanagan or UVic but daddy dearest again decideds to play boss(well, he is) and says I should go to SFU due to its proximity to my uncle's place. I was going to Canada anyway so why bitch. Passports, study permits, Canadian Visas and what have you served to be major huge time-consuming bitches which I deem worth it now that I'm here.
The day I left home was bittersweet in many ways. I didn't wanna leave her nor did I want to leave the comforts of my life back home yet I was anxious to spread my wings and fly out into the world on my own in search of my own sense of purpose. My biggest fear was, maybe it was back home all along but I didn't know it. That fear was disproved by the sheer awesome-ness of Vancouver downtown and its efficient public transit system LOL. I have chronicled my university life more or less on here so no need to elaborate here.
All in all, this year has been considerably good for me but I really do believe this isn't as good as it gets and more is to come. I do hope 2010 does not prove me wrong. And whoever stumbles upon this post, have a happy new year(and a belated merry christmas lol) and may it promise only good things for you. Bye bye.
In all earnestness, this year has been a year of self-improvement spurred by newfound initiatives and a series of wake-up calls. I still clearly remember how down in the dumps I was when I rung in 2009. I strived to avoid social contact and when placed in social situations, my negativity(I rather call it realism) rubbed off on others which didn't bode well for both me and my social peers. I binge-ate and balooned up to 90 kilos resulting in people critiqueing my dietary habits. I spent most of my time asleep in my room treating every moment awake as if it was torture.
Really, I do not regret letting myself fall that low. It was something I had to do and get out of my systems. But I knew that lifestyle was adversely affecting all aspects of my life and in spite of my mom's exhortation that it's okay to be overweight and out of shape, I took a first step towards recovery. I began dieting hardcore severely restricting my diet to mostly vegetables, complex carbs and proteins. (I do reward myself once every week or so lol) I complemented my dieting efforts with more regular and purposeful trips to the gym and over the course of five months I managed to trim 15 kg of fat off my belly. I am proud of that.
The focus of the first half of the year was sorting out the documents to ensure my ass does get sent to Canada. Applying for universities was somewhat tedious thanks to daddy dearest making me fill up applications for six universities. Not only was it a major waste of money and time, but envelopes as well you see I love my envelopes. I was actually leaning towards going to UBC Okanagan or UVic but daddy dearest again decideds to play boss(well, he is) and says I should go to SFU due to its proximity to my uncle's place. I was going to Canada anyway so why bitch. Passports, study permits, Canadian Visas and what have you served to be major huge time-consuming bitches which I deem worth it now that I'm here.
The day I left home was bittersweet in many ways. I didn't wanna leave her nor did I want to leave the comforts of my life back home yet I was anxious to spread my wings and fly out into the world on my own in search of my own sense of purpose. My biggest fear was, maybe it was back home all along but I didn't know it. That fear was disproved by the sheer awesome-ness of Vancouver downtown and its efficient public transit system LOL. I have chronicled my university life more or less on here so no need to elaborate here.
All in all, this year has been considerably good for me but I really do believe this isn't as good as it gets and more is to come. I do hope 2010 does not prove me wrong. And whoever stumbles upon this post, have a happy new year(and a belated merry christmas lol) and may it promise only good things for you. Bye bye.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Just a quick thought.
When your mom told you to treat the one you love like a princess, she was just making sure you would stay a virgin till you at least had decent-paying job. True story.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Year End
I know I am a couple weeks late but SEMESTER OVER WHOOOOOT!!! It's only been barely four months yet it feels like an eternity for me. I have learned alot, hopefully grown alot too. Although I will admit there are areas in which I could have done better, namely my social life, and academics. Which reminds me I pulled out a BCCC for my first semester. Considering the amount of procrastinating that has been done, I am pleasantly surprised I didn't fail a single course, especially math which I was so damn sure I was gonna fail after I sat for my finals. Well, I guess my awesome-ness did not let me down lol.
As I'm writing this right now, my floor has pretty much emptied out. Since I'm living on the exchange student floor, most of my floormates for one semester have returned to wherever on earth they came from. As a matter of fact, the two dudes who I hung out with most of the semester were exchange students so I am a little disappointed they are leaving. I even helped both of them move out of residence. I definitely learned alot from them. Awesome dudes they are indeed. I am really looking forward to meeting my new floormates and if they are lucky enough, they will be taught by moi the art of awesome-ing.
I have more or less stopped snapping photos as regularly anymore as I am a butt lazy fool so yeah. lol. But that takes nothing away from how awesome this place is. Btw, it snowed a couple weeks back for a couple of days but then the weather did a 360 and its kinda warm now plus its forecasted to be a green christmas so I am furious now. Bye.
As I'm writing this right now, my floor has pretty much emptied out. Since I'm living on the exchange student floor, most of my floormates for one semester have returned to wherever on earth they came from. As a matter of fact, the two dudes who I hung out with most of the semester were exchange students so I am a little disappointed they are leaving. I even helped both of them move out of residence. I definitely learned alot from them. Awesome dudes they are indeed. I am really looking forward to meeting my new floormates and if they are lucky enough, they will be taught by moi the art of awesome-ing.
I have more or less stopped snapping photos as regularly anymore as I am a butt lazy fool so yeah. lol. But that takes nothing away from how awesome this place is. Btw, it snowed a couple weeks back for a couple of days but then the weather did a 360 and its kinda warm now plus its forecasted to be a green christmas so I am furious now. Bye.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
The evening glow pervades the sky as you're in your room up to your usual stuff thinking today would be as uneventful as the day before. You hear someone rapping on your door so you make your way to the door and peer into the peephole. All you see is a shoulder dangling in the peripheral prompting you to come out to see who it is. He's leaning against the outer wall of your room and with eyebrows furrowed, he says, "grab a coat and come join me for a walk." He conveys it in a manner you can't say no to so you slip into your favourite jacket and join him. You engage in small talk as he leads you from your room to a perch five minutes away which overlooks downtown from atop the mountain. The sun is in its descending motion. The conversation gradually gets more intimate, his eyes never leaving yours once and then suddenly theres a lull in the conversation but the silence is not awkward at all. Instead, a warm wave washes over you. He turns away for a moment glancing at the magnificient view and as he transfixes his gaze on you again, flakes of snow start to float down gently peppering the red/orangy evening sky.
Tell me I'm awesome.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Qualms
There is a few things that tick me the fuck off and I need to get them off my chest:
1. How people keep saying I look good now. I mean, what the fuck? How the fuck does coming to Canada change the way I look? It's not like the authorities make it mandatory for immigrants to undergo makeovers in special booths stationed outside customs. And how they expect me to grow out my hair when I get here. I'm pretty sure it is common knowledge how my hair is coarse and dry and given my chronic scalp condition, growing out my hair would be a real pain in the butt when it comes to maintenance. Fucking morons.
2. How people say I look so much like my mom. Oh thanks for telling me I look like a woman. No wonder people burst out in laughter when I say I'm a guy. Fucking morons.
3. How people say I'm pessimistic. I'm sorry that my idea of what's probable and realistic doesn't match that of yours. Heck, in spite of how absurd and eccentric my ideas and arguments may seem to be, they are usually more analytically and logically sound than yours will ever be. And in that I'm positive. Fucking morons.
Bye.
1. How people keep saying I look good now. I mean, what the fuck? How the fuck does coming to Canada change the way I look? It's not like the authorities make it mandatory for immigrants to undergo makeovers in special booths stationed outside customs. And how they expect me to grow out my hair when I get here. I'm pretty sure it is common knowledge how my hair is coarse and dry and given my chronic scalp condition, growing out my hair would be a real pain in the butt when it comes to maintenance. Fucking morons.
2. How people say I look so much like my mom. Oh thanks for telling me I look like a woman. No wonder people burst out in laughter when I say I'm a guy. Fucking morons.
3. How people say I'm pessimistic. I'm sorry that my idea of what's probable and realistic doesn't match that of yours. Heck, in spite of how absurd and eccentric my ideas and arguments may seem to be, they are usually more analytically and logically sound than yours will ever be. And in that I'm positive. Fucking morons.
Bye.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
booo....
Original plan was for me to talk about my first ten days here divided into a post each. However, the combination of a hectic schedule(yeah rite) and my sloth-like habits has squashed that ambition. At least I tried to upload whatever pictures I took on my blog but sadly due to certain complications, that plan has been delayed until I feel like trying again. Haha.
Anyway, my time here has been rather awesome. Downtown Vancouver kicks ass and there are so many tourist attractions here it's mind boggling. Unfortunately, I have yet to make the time(and initiative) to visit everyone of them but since I'm spending 3-4 years here I am in no rush. The thing about this place is everything here is so organised and everyone is so polite and friendly. Back home, you strike up a conversation with random people and they get suspicious and shit. Here, it's like the norm to talk up whoever you are standing in the lift with. I'm still accustoming myself to it. Well, I have to if I wanna make friends don't I?
Hmmm.. my social life here, has been decent so far seeing as I willingly turned into a recluse a couple of years ago. I meet alot of people and I introduce myself to a fair few but I'm so bad with names and faces and I'm not that memorable either so it's abit of a challenge. Been hanging out with a couple of dudes from Africa though. They're pretty cool. The social scene in my dorm is pathetic though. Everyone is so fucking shy(Asians especially) its hard to get a decent conversation going. The locals are generally friendly though but it's hard to talk to them due to lack of common interests and stuff. All they talk about is hockey and I have no fucking idea how it's played. Maybe I should take the initiative to learn how its played. Hmm, parties on campus are non-existant so every friday night it's like borefest but there are drunk people roaming around aimlessly and they are funny to watch. LOL. There is a pub on campus though which checks for ID as to prove one is of age and fuckin' Malaysian Mykad and Lisen Memandu do not show our age so I'm pretty pissed off.
Girls here, hmmm overall there is a considerable amount of eye candy here. Sadly, my floor is almost devoid of hot chicks and has a gross surfeit of guys. I could say the gender makeup on my floor is 65% males 35% females. So I have to stalk girls from other buildings. Hahah. They don't know it yet. They will. When they find me on the adjacent rooftop with a telescope in hand.
Studies here has been pretty laid back(maybe its just me). Professors and teaching assistants are pretty funny but certainly not as good as the ones I had back in A levels. I miss them. Assignments are a bitch and I'm lazy but I do try and hand them in on time. Failed my first calculus test. Didn't know it was going down so I wasn't prepared. Haha. I need to focus man otherwise I won't be able to do an honors. Or something. OK bye.
Anyway, my time here has been rather awesome. Downtown Vancouver kicks ass and there are so many tourist attractions here it's mind boggling. Unfortunately, I have yet to make the time(and initiative) to visit everyone of them but since I'm spending 3-4 years here I am in no rush. The thing about this place is everything here is so organised and everyone is so polite and friendly. Back home, you strike up a conversation with random people and they get suspicious and shit. Here, it's like the norm to talk up whoever you are standing in the lift with. I'm still accustoming myself to it. Well, I have to if I wanna make friends don't I?
Hmmm.. my social life here, has been decent so far seeing as I willingly turned into a recluse a couple of years ago. I meet alot of people and I introduce myself to a fair few but I'm so bad with names and faces and I'm not that memorable either so it's abit of a challenge. Been hanging out with a couple of dudes from Africa though. They're pretty cool. The social scene in my dorm is pathetic though. Everyone is so fucking shy(Asians especially) its hard to get a decent conversation going. The locals are generally friendly though but it's hard to talk to them due to lack of common interests and stuff. All they talk about is hockey and I have no fucking idea how it's played. Maybe I should take the initiative to learn how its played. Hmm, parties on campus are non-existant so every friday night it's like borefest but there are drunk people roaming around aimlessly and they are funny to watch. LOL. There is a pub on campus though which checks for ID as to prove one is of age and fuckin' Malaysian Mykad and Lisen Memandu do not show our age so I'm pretty pissed off.
Girls here, hmmm overall there is a considerable amount of eye candy here. Sadly, my floor is almost devoid of hot chicks and has a gross surfeit of guys. I could say the gender makeup on my floor is 65% males 35% females. So I have to stalk girls from other buildings. Hahah. They don't know it yet. They will. When they find me on the adjacent rooftop with a telescope in hand.
Studies here has been pretty laid back(maybe its just me). Professors and teaching assistants are pretty funny but certainly not as good as the ones I had back in A levels. I miss them. Assignments are a bitch and I'm lazy but I do try and hand them in on time. Failed my first calculus test. Didn't know it was going down so I wasn't prepared. Haha. I need to focus man otherwise I won't be able to do an honors. Or something. OK bye.
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