How Time Flies

Whoever thought of that saying must be a genius. I mean, it sure describes time perfectly. When we were small, time seemed to span a lifetime.

Alas, those days are gone. Now, often do I wish that time would just slow down. I'm 20 going 21 in a month. Yet, it seems I'm still in my teens.

Most people would mistake me for being fours years older than I really am, but the truth is, I'm four years younger than my actual age - inside, that is.

If I couldn't have the power to be invisible, my next choice would definitely to be able to turn the clock back, even if it's only once. Sigh.

I keep telling myself to live life to the fullest, and don't ever waste even a second, but to no avail. I always find myself lounging around with nothing to do.

As a matter of fact, I sleep, eat and watch dramas all day. Getting fat, too. And every year, it's the same resolution: drink 8 glasses of water, eat well, and exercise!

2011 resolution will be different: I'll take up yoga and reduce my eating portion. But drinking loads of water will be a little tough. That is because I have a very hardworking bladder. Drinking a bottle would send me to the toilet in an hour or less.

Anyways, I'm going out of the topic. 

Time should NOT control you; you should be master of yourself and manage good time management.

That's all for now. Till next time. 

Grocery Shopping

Before you make any assumption (assume makes an ass of you and me) and think that I'm going to go on and on about how boring it is to go grocery shopping, I'll be saying otherwise.

The other day, I was assigned with my brother to go pick up four items from Servay Hypermarket. Unfortunately, due to the fact that he worked there a couple of months ago and by some weird reason, he refused to enter Servay. So, it was only me against this mammoth of a task. You see, I rarely go grocery shopping and I'm 20!

Anyways, the items were a packet rice, glutinous rice flour, sugar and padlock. Since the padlock is sold on the 2nd floor, I went there first. That was a no-brainer. Then, I went to the ground floor to buy the rest of the items.

Took a basket since there weren't any trolleys around. Headed to the rice section. Decided it was too heavy to carry and would get it later. Called my brother and asked him where the glutinous rice flour was. He said it was near the rice section. Searched high and low for it. All I could see were herbs and whatnots. But no rice flour. Went another round in the rice section just to make sure. Called my brother again. He insisted it was there. Went another round and still could not find it.

Sigh. A young man pushing a trolley was snickering at me, presumably because I was looking so confused and going in circles. Beads of sweat started to parade down my face. By now, I have gone down the same aisle for 5 times and bumped into the young man countlessly. Called my brother and this time moaned and complained that he should have come with me. Decided he was a mutt and mustered the courage to ask the aunties at the weighing counter. Asked them and due to my 'accent' they could not figure out what I was trying to say. I gave them my grocery list and they mumbled to each other in deep concentration. With a flourish, they handed me back the list and said it was pulut which can be found in 'that' area.

Like a lost kitten, I went to the direction that they pointed at, which was completely useless as there were rows and rows of stuff in that direction. Sigh. By now, I'm feeling that the world is completely against me. Went there anyways. Went round and round, over and out, everywhere. Damn glutinous flour. Decided to skip and looked for sugar, which turned out to be another dilemma.

I'm so out of my environment and it's beginning to be a complete nightmare. Mummy wants sugar, not icing sugar, not castor sugar. And all I can see were those two. Called my brother again and asked what's the difference between those two. It seemed nothing much. Decided to push my luck and picked up castor. Hoped that mummy woudn't noticed.

Went aimlessly back to get the rice, and like a miracle, saw the glutinous rice just next to the sugar section. Yayyy. Took that and proceeded to get the rice. At last, I went to the cashier with a goofy smile. What a relief! Guessed how long I was there just getting those three items? ONE HOUR!

LOL. So, the lesson to be learned is: 

Do the grocery shopping more often so you won't get lost. 

PS. For those who are wondering how silly I was to go to the hypermarket instead of going to those kedai runcit which are way more convenient, it was my mum's direct orders to go to Servay to get those loyalty points.

Gold-Diggers

I would like to express my immense dislike of those 'chicks' who only see money as their motive. I mean grow up. Spiritually. There's more to guys than money. I mean all you see are the materialistic things he buys you. Don't you ever think about the person himself? What if he finds that all you want from him are the lavish gifts and dinners to expensive restaurants? And plus those 'makan angin' in his modified sports car? Get a life. Seriously.

To make it fair, I'm not against gifts. In my opinion, every girl wants some kind of physical connection with her boyfriend. And you know what, boys? Just buy her a pendant with your initial (like Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez in High School Musical) or even give her your handkerchief. And that's only a couple of examples. I mean something she can hold onto when you're not around. Let me tell you, everyone likes to feel like they belong to someone at some point in their lives. So, something that she can treasure is a definite yes-yes.

Even a ring is nice. Before my Uncle Jude got married to his wife, they used to both wear matching rings with each other's names engraved. And they weren't engagement rings. Just a simple and sweet way of them commemorating their love to each other.

So, gold-diggers out there, back-off! It's not fair for the guys. And guys, beware of them. Don't give your heart out to simply any girl just because she may own a pair of big boobies or clear skin. 

Cheers.