Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Countdown begins now.


In a matter of months, 
even though the sea may separate us, 
we will always be united by blood.

I carry the love of my parents with me wherever I go. 
Wherever God leads me.

Wherever God leads me.

"I know all the things you do, and I have opened a door for you that no one can close. You have little strength, yet you obeyed my word and did not deny me." 
-Revelation 3:8

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Determining point in my heterosexual identity.

So one day, my friend Zhuo Zhi decided to demonstrate this 'chick seduction' move on me, to me that he had recently picked up from this book called -- The Game: Penetrating the Secret Society of Pickup Artists by Neil Strauss.

Of the many modes of seduction listed down in that 'Bible of lonely men' he decided to use the one which the author 'deployed' to get the pink princess and Hilton fortune heiress, Paris Hilton.

He started off by asking me a series of questions: imagine a vast, white room with no doors or window, then imagine a cube, describe the colour, size, location, how you view the cube. Then I was asked to imagine a ladder, where it was, how long, how it was positioned with regards to the cube. Finally, he asked me to imagine a horse, tell him where it was situated and 3 words to describe the creature.

And that was it. Now for analysis!

The cube represented my ego. I describe a small solid green cube at the edge of the wall. Apparently, I had a small ego. Green was supposed to represent something but he forgot. Lol. My cube was solid and non-translucent representing how much I really allow myself to be read by people -- not an open book.

The ladder represented my aspirations. It was lying flat on the floor next to the cube. So as to say that I am not very ambitious. It was also not too long, signifying I do not intend to climb up too high up in the ranks. It was not bigger than the room, I'm practical.

Then the horse. My 3 words of description were :
Buff (Horses, simply the most majestic creature of God's collection of creation.)
Curious (of the cube and ladder.)
Smelly (What? Haven't you been to a ranch? Horses have this distinctive smell.)

Zhuo Zhi told me that the horse represented the characteristics of my ideal man.


And that turned me off men forever.

*Runs from nunnery to the swiss alps singing The Sound of Music.

Ps, Paris Hilton's cube was this gigantic pink cube.
(this info may not be accurate as it is subjected to eroded memory of the man who bore it.)

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

I can't seem to catch blogging inspiration when it strikes. It comes in this rush of excitement and just as I turn away for a second to grab a jar to bottle it up it whacks me in the head and leaves. Leaving a very unconscious me drooling on the floor.

Dear Inspiration. You should learn the lesson of saving electricity.

You can't just turn me on and leave.

Sincerely, 
Elena.

Friday, February 24, 2012

Linsanity and girls.

A girl who claims not to be impressed by Jeremy Lin's skills is lying.

Deep down she's smitten, but is just too shy to have to explain it to her future grandkids.

Any similarity of thought between me and 'that girl' is purely coincidental.

With all that's been said, I still find his public display of faith more uplifting and refreshing than his skills, however impressive.

God Bless him, and every tired and discouraged man who despite the storms in their life, acknowledged God; and in all things, gave thanks.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Islands in the Stream for life!


Not to be confused with "Items in the street". Always loved Maurice, he's my keyboard man! :) ♥ Bee Gees. The loveliest sibling collaboration ever.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Things not to do when traveling overseas.

Just got back a week ago from a week long trip in UK primarily for medical university interview but 99% holiday.

Having already came all 7000 miles from home, one might as well drink the water one swims in.

I had the personal privilege of traveling alone without the company of my family which did knock out some fun prematurely before the trip but what it did was to really, push me out of my borders, and forced me to have fun in more ways I ever imagined, from a different dimension of joy.

When you're big enough for your parents to travel to England alone, you da man. You da big big man so you have the rite of passage to write a long advisory blog post on what people should avoid when traveling overseas to promote the smooth-running of their trip.

1) do not feed the birds.

Fo' real.
Let me tell you a story of a girl at Hyde park. It was a cold day with little sunshine so she went and got herself a bag of potato chips. It bothered her that the very small bag of chips cost her RM5, but she got over the thought and strolled off. She was multitasking very well. Taking pictures with her right hand like a typical Asian tourist while pouring  chips into her mouth with her left. Little did she know when she made her way to the middle of the park that she was treading into the territory of very hungry evil birds. It started with a kiss an innocent looking pigeon, which soon called it's brothers to join him.

They were soon succeeded by the crows. And the little Asian girl was too preoccupied with taking pictures of these creatures to notice the immense danger she was in. She dropped a chip. The birds rushed towards her feet at lightning speed, pecking furiously at the ground. That was a big enough wake up call. She let out a little yelp, stuffed the bag of chips into her mackintosh and backed away very quickly. 

Hi there I want to EAT YOUR CHIPS!
Pigeons of doom.


Feed and befriend at your own risk, boy!

Considered yourself warned, dear reader. 

For added emphasis, this was found at Trafalgar Square. Loud and clear, peeps! :)

2) do not order espresso at a local coffee shop thinking you're executing a penny wise move. You'd look like a fool like how I did by the time you realised it's no substitute for a cup of coffee/tea. Seriously. *double reverse facepalms myself*

3) do not think of yourself as a second class citizen in another person's country. When you're travelling alone, I've learnt that confidence is key. Never feel insecure just because you're not one of the locals. Speak knowledgeably and politely. And smile as much as you can. No one can resist a sweet person.

Sweetness overload. :)

4) do not wear 6 inch heels to the airport and on the plane. You will impress no one. You will trip and fall to embarrass yourself, develop a thousand types of knee/joint disorder and finally, be murdered a million times over in the minds of the 300 other passengers on board for puncturing the inflatable slide with your heels during an emergency landing. Not cool. And thank goodness, not me.

5) do not put all your money in one place. What I do is to put some £ in my wallet, some in the luggage, some in my bag pack. But by the time you'd try to rob/thieve from me/pull a sneaky act on me, I've beaten you to it! Not only would you NOT KNOW what booby traps await, I'd have changed the location of my hidden preciousss; so give up your plots.

6) do not have an overbearing mental currency converter in your head. I assure you, you will buy nothing home. Splurge a little for the sake of your loved ones. I had the ratio of £ to RM ;
1 to 4.8
4.8
4.8!!!!!!
Burned into my mind permanently throughout the trip. But because I was convinced by my little brother to buy something back for him, I overcame that mental barrier and spent money whenever need be.

7) do not stare too long at cute guys on the tube. It is socially unacceptable. You will be embarrassed. What you should do, is to take out your camera, sneak a picture and go home knowing your dreams have just became sweeter.

8) do not act like a functional retard at first sight of snow. Unless the locals are acting like that too. I was fortunate enough to catch snow just as I was about to leave Heathrow. Was literally pressing my nose up against the boarding room windows because I was confined there after checking in my luggage.

HEY MA IT'S SNOWING! :D 

9) do not forget to pack moisturizer. You will feel bad when you peel bad.

10) do not look like a tourist. You will be 40.67% more susceptible to being conned. Beware the clause, do not be shy to use your camera either. Never ever forget your camera when you're travelling. Sure we have memory but a picture lasts much much much longer *reference to 7)*

To further prove my point, without my camera, I wouldn't be able to reminisce on such lovely moments I lived out throughout my trip:
Berry nice tree. :)

Birmingham University.

Birmingham Medical School
Hyde Park

     

Say good morning, London! Can you spot the Shard?
Guilt-free snog indeed. 


I had 2, maybe 3. Felt very amorous after that. ;)
Hey, it's not my fault that my most favourite food in the
whole wide world turned out to be (delightfully) aphrodisiacal!

Yummy in the tummy!

It was a great trip! Would gladly do it all over again. Which means, Mr Piggy is going to be force fed with a bigger ferocity from now on in. :)


Monday, January 2, 2012

Disney-fied.


Doesn't matter if you're Malaysian, Australian, American, European, Chindian, Amphibian.
Whoever you are, wherever you come from, you are searching for love.

Disney movies fuel this desire, amplifies this need.

Hopelessly devoted.

Disney you're such a tease.