Me described from the zodiac point of view...Huh?

LEO WOMAN

She will stand out of the crowd on the street. Leo woman normally tall or rather tall. You will hardly see a short thick woman. When she walks she walk like a queen, confident and does not look around, though as if there is no one around her. She will dress in her own style not according to fashion. She is confident of what she choose to wear. Do not buy cheap cloths where they sell in dozen for her as a gift, she will hate it. Also do not buy cloths that do not reflect her confident personality. She likes unique and strange cloths and accessories. Being different is what she loves.

If you want to know her, take times and be patient because she is selective about people she mingles with. She's open minded, but yet she is not letting people get to close to her easily. She likes sweet words and compliments, but not too much. She smiles with anyone, but inside she thinks she is borne to be a leader. She likes to be in control because it is in her nature instinct. She is a graceful woman , and she has a magnetic charisma, so expect tough competition.

She is a very proud person, so do not do anything to challenge her confident. She can be mad and act like a hurricane, and later can be like an innocent kitten, but do not fall for her O.K. She remembers everything and likes to cherish her sweet memory, so if you find her old photo albums with her ex-boyfriend or love letters that will make you puke, take it easy. She is keeping her sweet memory does not mean she still in love with the old fool, so you do not have to panic. She will have many guys run after her, so if you have advantage of a good background family, or a famous last name, a successful career then it's a plus.

She hates to be poor and she thinks love will not pay bills. She is a sport type and love sports. If you want to date her, prepare to spend big bugs, for your first dinner with her can not be a hot dog stand, but better be the best place in town. She is a generous person, so do not be surprise if she give you a gift more expensive than what you gave her. She likes extravaganza, no cheap gift, no cheap dinner please. Being poor or broke make her depress. If you do not have lots of money, be creative and make your own gift for her. It's unique quality and times spending making it for her is a big deal. You can think economical, but do not be cheap.

Disclaimer:

1- I can be considered tall. I walk at 1.68 m of height everyday. I don't wear heels. So, no, I don't walk like a queen cuz queens usually wear heels--> they have to, it's compulsory.

2- I do like to be different and wear my own style (though I'm not sure what it is) and am also confident walking in what i wear. I do love expensive stuffs, who doesn't? But, I adore cheap stuffs. I live and breathe in them everyday. You won't find any Louis Vuitton laying around my closet anytime soon. Anytime i get a cheap bargain, say a RM5 shirt, I would be calling my best friend to brag about it simply cuz I get a cool shirt for just RM5. Haha..

3-Ok, I love mingling. Yeah, I have trouble letting people in easily. I learnt the hard way not to do that on a regular basis anymore like I used to back in the days. But, i dont think I am that selective with the people I mingle with. I have friends who've been to jails for drugs, stealing and all sorts of other misconducts---> My mom better not be reading this. Still, I am friends with them cause I know myself better not to follow in their foot steps.

4-I do not think I was born to be a leader. Actually I'd prefer to have a leader in front of me anytime of the day. Being a leader is hard work u know. I do not take that task lighty which is why I would gladly give way to other realiable individual to fill the seat.

5-I do not get mad like a hurricane. I am a very rational person. There has been a lot of ocassions in which I kept my cool where other normal people would blow up. Ask my friends, how many times have they seen me get mad? U can expect long pauses from them.

Huh. well...I do not get the whole zodiac thing. They missed describing my personalities by miles..i guess u really can't categorize people. There are 6 BILLION people in the world. How can you divide them into just 12 groups of characters? Trust me, there are 6 billion type of people on this world today...I'm just one person, one character, one ME.

..Of admiration and youth..

Not doing anything much. I know I have a lot to do. But, right now I can't be doing anything. u know when the adrenaline juice is not flowing. That's what i am in shortage right now. Some adrenaline.
This morning I read a very interesting blog. The author is a female 27 year old english lecturer. Her blog is in BM. She has a very nice way of putting words together to tell her stories. She makes it interesting. It's not very artsy, but very creative. She keeps me reading entry to entry. I wish I had the creativity to write like her. From the first word that she wrote, to the last of every entry, I just had this overwhelming admiration for her. I still have.
And hey, have I mentioned---->I've turned 25. Booohhoooo..!!!
A quater of a century old, FINALLY !!
Heck, I still feel like I'm 17.
Sheesh..People make me feel 17.
Early last month, a salesgirl who was 3 years younger thought i was still in Secondary school.
Is it the face or the way I dress up (which by the way, is not really what people call 'dressing up') when I go out?. hurm...the riddle just continue to surprise.
Oh, not forgetting my mom's friend who thought I just finished SPM after i graduated from UKM in 2006 (I was 22). Well, I looked 17 three years ago. i'm not sure how old i looked when the salesgirl thought I was still in secondary school (probably younger--->Heee!!). But, hey..youth is a good thing. I hope i look 17 forever

Friendly Reminder: I will not succumb to BOTOX in order to achieve that in the future.

Happy Ramadhan and Happy Birthday Malaysia !!!

Part 2

Yeah, first day in the field was covered in Part 1. So, day 2 was interesting as well. I still did not have my entourage set since of course they were scheduled to start working with me on Tuesday. So, that Sunday i went in with the rest of Jessica's troop minus Jessica as she had to make her way back to KL to get things settled with their rented car. They had to return the car because the tyres weren't fit for driving on the dirt road.In exchange, they would rent another car which fit the outdoor environment better. So, they planned to go to plots 11 and 12 which meant splitting themselves up into 2 groups. Since I wanted to finish my work early, I kindly asked them if they could guide me to plots 4 and 6 as these plots were adjacent to 11 and 12. They said yes. Thank God.They were very kind to me. Arnold, MP, and Eli helped a lot in the first two days of my time working in the field. They even helped me carry 3/4 of my working equipments up and down the hill. Very gentleman-like. Matt thought they did it because he told them to (as the bossy ego sipped slowly into his blood with Jessica gone), but i think it was genuinely because they wanted to help me. You know, me being the only girl left in the camp and nobody else was there to help me. They are good, kind-hearted, true Malaysian people. They even helped me set up half of the traps that second day. I am forever grateful for their helpfullness (is this even a real word?). Overall, I managed to finish 4 plots in day 2 with the help of these 4 great individuals. We got back at the camp around 5.30pm which was late when usually we would be back by 3.30 or 4. Back at the camp, people were lazing around as it was a day off for the rest of the camp residents. I didn't care as i was happy as kid in a candy store since i have already finished 5 out of 24 plots in two days which meant I only had 19 more plots to do when the rest of my crew finally gather on Tuesday.
The next day, Monday was the day off for everyone. Me, Mizi, MP, Eli, and Matt made a trip to Jeli like originally planned the day before. Eli had to get a haircut, and the rest of the group had some groceries to buy as well running some other errands. Right after Eli finished getting his haircut, we got back on the car and they told Matt to drive to Tanah Merah because that was the place they said they could get all the supplies they needed for the camp. So, Matt drove but he still thought that he was driving to Jeli although we already made one stop in Jeli. Note to self: Malaysians who don't speak good englsih can still fool an educated american man. Hahahaha....one more thing, that Matt didn't think we have sausages in Malaysia. For God's sake, sausages. I don't have anything against this guy. Don't get me wrong. But, sausages..Jeezz..Give me a break. Later, on the way to Tanah Merah, Matt asked me about my home town. I told him it was only about an hour drive from where we were heading. He said, one hour drive from Jeli is quite near. Poor Matt, I told him that we were no longer in Jeli as we already passed the Jeli/Tanah Merah border. He was shocked of course, but he kept his cool. Hehe, it was simply because he did not want to appear like an idiot being duped by these people he called his workers. But, i think it was pretty funny. Instead, he said we could all go to my house since it would only take us an extra hour on the road. I was excited of course because that meant I could see my mom and dad after what 3 months since i last saw them. I called my mom, and told her we were coming. She was surprised and excited but her voice started to sound a little frantic we she heard i was bringing some colleagues along because she did not have anything prepared at home for us. She sounded more anxious when i told her one of my colleagues is an american. Hurm..She just wanted to be like the best host anytime our house accepts company which was why she did not like accepting company when our house is practically empty. But, eventually my mom said ok. All the boys went nuts when they heard that we were going to my house. I can relate to them as living in the forest for months without real contact with the outside world can be degrading to the spirit.
We drove and drove and arrived at my house an hour and half later. My mom prepared 'Fried Bihun' with Fish Chips as well as Tapioca Chips. It was pretty impressive she managed to finish cooking and preparing the table in less that an hour and a half. My MOM is the bomb...The boys seemed pretty pleased with everything. They ate and ate like they never ate anything like that ever in their life. Matt, he ate like he usually eats. There's always more room for him to put food in his stomach. Man, that boy can really eat. My mom got some mangosteens and Salak for dessert. Everyone finished those too. Wow, my mom liked seeing everyone being happy eating her food. She even packed us some chips for the ride back to the forest.I miss my mom already.
We didn't stay long at my house. We still had to do some grocery shoppings and some errands to run. We said our goodbyes and we were off on the road again. Hurm..What a fun day. It was great to see those boys smiling and enjoying their time at my house. Matt even said mom and da are very cool people. Yeah Matt, my parents are very cool people. Did i mention my mom showed everyone photos of me from two years back? Back when i was u know 'super-healthy'?Huhuhu...Now, they all know how i used to look like. Oh well, it was still a nice day.

Part 3 is coming. It was long journey people..be patient.

Part 1

My head is a little bit under the weather today. Just came back from my close to two weeks field trip in my study area in Temenggor Forest Reserve in Perak. I had to finish installing 72 traps in 24 ecological plots measuring at 20 m x 80 m each. I got there on Friday night, July 17th and was greeted by Jessica, a girl who was assigned by Dr Matthew Potts to execute all the ecological work he needs done in order for his own study to go smoothly. She offered to share her room with me since we were the only two girls in a sea of men surrounding the base camp. That was very nice of her since I got there with no knowledge of who was who. So, being offered a room and a bed was beyond my expectation. Yeah, the rest of the people in the camp has to sleep in their sleeping bags on the wooden floor of the wooden hut. Don't say that I got special treatment, as i have been there too (sleeping on the wooden floor) and done the same thing. It is safe to say that I got my fair share of experience like everyone else. When I carried my bags to Jess' room, I was introduced to another person of similar origin as Jess, Matt. i didn't get to see clearly how he looked like since it was super dark and the generator lamp didn't provide much assistant to my eye sight. We shook hands and i carried my stuffs inside...huhu..I didn't get to get acquainted with the rest of the camp residents as I went straight to bed right after I got settled in.
The next morning, during breakfast, i was told that the people they hired to help me would only be available on Tuesday morning. Damn, and it was only Saturday. The first thing that struck my mind was "Do u freaking expect me to freaking wait and freaking do nothing for the next 3 freaking days?" And I said 'HELL NOOOOO!!!' which no one could hear of course. But, obviously everyone could see the change my face made when I heard the news. Then, like an angel, Jessica said I could tag along with her group since they were going to one of the plots that I was supposed to go to too. Sweet !! I went and changed into my field my clothes and got my equipments and took a ride with the gang. We went to plot 5 and I managed to install three traps on my own. Cool.

Part 2 is coming..

..CLuELeSs In KePonG..

So, a more than a month has passed since I last updated my blog. Well, stuffs have happened. I have started driving a combined 110 km per day from and back for three weeks now. I can't say I enjoy driving when u get stuck in traffic jam for an average of 30 minute a day every time u go and come back from work. And, I thought driving to work was supposed to be cool and was a sure sign of independence. Didn't anybody tell us that with Independence comes great pain in the a**?Huh! screw the famous line from SPiderman "With great power comes great responsibility" or something close to that. What Peter's uncle really wanted to say was, "People are gonna start depending on you and whine more about their problems around you when you have the ability to make danger go away in a jiff, so better start looking for covers"...Hehe, that was absolute rambling and a little bit venting out of frustration towards my days I spent here in my new working environment. HAish, How I wish I was back at UKM..the good old days.

Anyway, got a fieldwork coming up this Thursday all the way till I'm not sure when. But, I'm hoping it will be no longer than a week. Damn, I need to finish installing the traps in one week or I'm screwed. Haish..Time constraint is the B*t*h..This is my part of PhD here. What I do there, determines what I get in the future. i can't really ask for real help around here since everybody else is busy doing their things. Man, The environment is not so supportive of the new girl. they probably think since I'm already doing my PhD, I would magically know everything that needs to be done in my not even a month period of attendance here. Heck, i wasn't even taken on a tour of the place and meet the people I need to know. Tell me, Do I really look like a sorcerer's daughter with a magic wand in my hand? Open your eyes people, I'm CLUELESS...

New, new, NeW

It was noon. The traffic was bearably okay. There we were, me and Kak Sal, in the car, on our way to the---->SALON. Heee....I know right. Me and Salon don't really mix. Hee..But, I was in a desperate need of a haircut. Hadn't let a pair of scissors touch my hair since Jan 1st 2009 which was 6 months ago. I was contemplating about what kind of style I wanted for my new haircut, for about 2 weeks. I wanted the Bob Cut and I also wanted something manageable. And the stylist talked me into doing something less radical if I wanted something manageable. Heee..he was right. So, i settled for something that I would usually go for, which was layered and thinned ends. Huhu..he did a pretty darn good job. It felt like he didn't do anything much, but the result was satisfying/perfection. Okay, saying perfection would be too much a compliment for him, but he did his job great and I walked out of the salon a satisfied customer. Huuu...did I mention, he was cute too. Hee...having a cute guy playing with your hair for 2 hours, would be the experience of a lifetime. Hahaha..nah...I was stretching that too much. He was nice, of course he should be. I was a client. And no, I don't think he was gay. Believe it or not, there are guys out there who are comfortable with their masculinity and not afraid to show their feminine side. This guy for instance, in my opinion was passionate about his work because I think he sees his job as an expression of his appreciation for art. I think his job was the work of art. Seriously, i haven't had my hair looked so damn good in a while. Hee...I'm praising him because I am grateful that he did not mess up my hair like the last hairdresser i went to see for my haircut. Anyway, thanx a lot MAI...My junior who introduced me to this special salon which I'm gonna be a regular client at, from this moment on....

Harsh Reality

You can have the best talent above everybody else, you can have the most genius of brains, you can be the hardest working person or you can have the purest of heart, but you will always be second to PRETTY PEOPLE. Harsh? That's life. Nothing beats life, my friend. You see, you think this world has changed, but really it has not. I for once thought that if I worked hard, and be nice to people they would treat me as they would treat anybody else. But, no. You think they treat you the same but they don't. They want you to think that way. And we do.
Today, is the day we stop thinking that way. It's time for us to wake up now. the world is unfair. We knew that. But, what bothers me is the fact that the same visually unattractive people who discriminate against their own kind. They treat all these pretty people like they are the Royal family or something. Seriously, to all of the not so attractive people of the world, be realistic. If you are nice to these pretty people, their prettiness is not going to rub off against you. You are not going to be pretty just by treating these pretty people nicely. One other thing, do you not notice that these pretty people take your niceness for granted? They like being the center of attention, so why do you contribute to inflating their ego more? Haish...Wake up!! They don't care about you. All they care about is getting free rides, free stuffs and bottomless compliments from us the 'so not attractive people'. Do you think they want to hang out with us if it was not for something we have which they can benefit from in the future? NO..I don't think so. An believe me, there's a reason why I call these pretty people, PRETTY. Because that's just what they are. Nothing more. It takes a lot more for them to be beautiful. Unattractive people can be beautiful but not pretty, attractive people can be so pretty but ugly. I'd like to quote my friend Ili from he Facebook status:

"I do believe that beauty is only skin deep, the person inside is much more important as it is them who you will be spending the rest of your life with. Beauty is a passing phase in life and even the most beautiful person will become old and no longer beautiful, the true love of their partner will be found out then."

I hope she believes that with all her heart as I do.