Beautiful/Handsome

Hiya people!

Have you read a book, or watch a movie, where good looking man was sometimes addressed as beautiful, and good looking lady was sometimes addressed as handsome?

Seriously? A moustache?

I've always wondered how would they actually look like, and why would they be called as beautiful/handsome?

I don't know.... big eyes+long eyelashes?

I was with David, walking towards our organic workshop, when we saw a group of people were standing just outside the room. I casually asked why were they standing outside, instead of going inside. The tallest guy, next to the door, turned to me, smiled, and said; "I don't know. I guess it's fun to be a follower sometimes. Doing whatever others were doing,"

The 'Beautiful Guy'.

I was stunned, taken aback by his features. I would definitely call him beautiful, and I'm serious. I don't want to look like a lunatic, or a psycho (they are equivalent to each other anyway), but I must say this: his skin is fair, and flawless, long eyelashes, sharp nose, medium length, curly hair, tall, and well built!

He could surpass most girls out there (including me, of course), and I can't take it. *giggles*

I mean, how can a real man, be more beautiful than a girl?

Whenever I saw him, I'll be like an examiner, staring at him, trying to find his not-so-beautiful-feature.

Obviously.

My friend and I call him the 'beautiful guy' since we were not so sure about his name. Well, another friend of mine knew him and told us his name.... Ludwig van Beethoven or something (no, I'm kidding). Regardless, we still call him the 'beautiful guy', since it adds up the fun.

Ludwig van Beethoven, lucare.com

I just need to ask this; have you ever known a beautiful guy, or a handsome girl before?

Right! Take care love!

A bulldozer; I am.

Hello there!

Do you still remember about my joining the netball team?

Yes, it's pink! We've borrowed this from the Singaporean team.

A couple of weeks before the game at Nottingham, we had another practice match with the Singaporean team. I'm a total beginner, I've told you that much. However, to add to that, I am reckless, and...... buff....?

Muscle lady....?

Preet!
The whistle was blown, the opposing centre stepped into the circle, eyes wide open, hands holding the ball.

We were playing half a court, and all the blobs were our heads (aerial view).

She threw the ball to my left, to the someone from the opposing team. My so-called-quick-reflexes jump-started my engine, and caused me to run to the left, trying to intercept the ball. What I didn't notice was, the WA running from the back to the same spot,since she was so small.

I was thinking that the scene should have been probably looked like this.

Then it happened; BAM! She was thrown to the back as if she was just hit by a bull. I turned to her, and saw her moving in slow-motion; a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-o-o-o-u-u-u-h-h-h-h.

The slow-mo-replayed....

She hold the right side of her face, and said; "OMG! I can still feel the impact of that collision,". She gave me 'the' look, and my face literally turned blue.
Never knew that I was that strong! I could kill someone with that! I can only offer her an infinite amount of apologies (...and a telepathic signal: never underestimate the power of a beginner).

I wonder if it has really worked....

I was practically traumatized by that experience, that I was afraid to run into a 'scene' in a game. It was affecting my already-bad-performance seriously.

Three days before the match, we've played another practice game among ourselves. This time, I hit our own WA on her knee! I can't believe this! How reckless can I be?

The night before the game, our WA posted in facebook, saying that she was still limping, and unable to play with us the next day! Right then, I was extremely worried that I could have jinxed the team, I can only pray for the best for our team.

Bulldozer really befits me, yeah?

Equals....?

Stay in one piece until we meet again!

I've been busy

Hiya people!

I've been busy. Like, really busy.

A picture of my cate;Tungik, sleeping lazily back at my home, to keep you entertained.

However, I'll try to make more time for this little page!

See you around, yeah?

I can't.

Hi people!

I've watched one of the Final Destinations before, but I couldn't remember which one was it. 

However, there was a scene when a lady was killed in the shower. She was taking her shower, standing up, inside the bath tub, when she suddenly fell due to some 'evil force'. Her neck was caught onto the shower curtain's wire, and so she was choked to death.

This is how our shower looks like in High Kingsdown.

Can you guess what am I about to write now?

Sunday evening, I was trying to wash my hair, so I have to stand inside the bath tub (at position X).

When I was trying to reach my shampoo and conditioner at the far left of the toiletries, I felt it coming; the 'evil force'!
I fell inside the bath tub, left shoulder first!

I was lucky, I was not in Final Destination.

My neck wasn't caught on any wire, thankfully; but, boy, was it painful! I've wailed in my not-so-soprano-voice, but continued with the washing of my hair like nothing happened.

I went out of the shower afterwards, and peeked into my friend's room; the one right next to the shower. 

Me: I fell inside the bath tub.

Her: I heard! It was loud, and I thought that you've just dropped stuffs inside the tub.

Me: It was me. Not some stuffs. Ha ha.

Her: So, did you cry? Ha ha. Did you? Did you cry?

Me: Obviously not. Ha ha.

I left.

The day after; Monday. I was preparing myself for shower.

To my dismay, I can't bend my left hand to take off my clothes. Ha ha!

めんどうくさいな!

However, I can't possibly ask for help, can I?

*Laughs*

I'll just have to bear with it for now.Though, I can't even take my shower in peace now.

Anyway, please don't fall down in the shower, okay?

  じゃあね！

Christened; Christcelda

Hello loves!

I was born in the year of the horse. So, by virtue of the Chinese Zodiac, I am supposed to be;strong, outgoing, extremely animated (whatever that is), attention seeker, humorous, intelligent, capable, honest, friendly, open-minded, self-centred, short-tempered, and the list goes on, and on.

Source: Chinese Zodiac/bluebison.net

I am fully aware that I am not supposed to believe in any of it, but sometimes I do (because of certain things).

If I were to analyze my own self, I know that I will usually overlooks many things that I might assume as petty stuffs. So, don't count on me. *Grins*
 However, here goes;

I came from an underprivileged family, consisting of 13 siblings and two pairs of parents (Yeah, you heard me right. I had two moms, and two dads, but there were only two of them left now),where frozen milo was a substitute for chocolate bars, watching T.V was a rare occurrence, phone was a device from the outer-space, computer was never really seen before, and farming was my "favourite" activity.
These had always became my motivations of why I was working so hard in my study. I wanted to be rich. *Ha Ha*

Source: History of Money/nrich.maths

I was afraid of my dad since I was very little up to a few years back, mostly due to his "habit" of beating us, siblings when he was angry and drunk. He was pagan then. However, he was hospitalized for a number of times since a few years back due to an incurable disease (multiple myeloma @ cancer of the plasma cells in bone marrow). Seeing him so fragile now, I don't quite remember why was I so afraid of him back then.

My dad.

My mom has always been my rock for as long as I  can remember. I was always afraid that I might not have the chance to repay my debt to her, that I have always shared with her my "allowances". I've remembered when I was younger; my step siblings will always call me to their houses to take care of their kids, or help out preparing for festivals and stuffs. The allowances that they gave to me, will usually be divided between my mom and I. 

My mom was illiterate (at least now, she can speak in a very basic English to my nieces, with very limited vocabulary), and unemployed. So, she has no income except from the farm, and the rubber estate. Since she was married to my dad due to an arranged marriage, I don't think that they have ever loved each other. My dad had rarely (RARELY) gave my mom any allowances. As time goes by, I've developed a skill in twisting my stories a little bit so that my dad will give me extra allowances for me to secretly give my mom. *Ha Ha*. That was fun.

Source: Arranged Marriage/kenneyjacob.com

I have been going to the farm/estate/orchards/fields since I was small, so I've developed strong muscles on both my biceps, and legs. So, when I went for boarding school, I am actually capable of running for a long distance. I have to thank my dad for this. *Grins*. I've remembered that I couldn't even beat the girls at my primary school when I was younger, and yet, I could represent my school for sports and stuffs.

Source: Running Track/eriding.net

I wasn't really able in making friends during the first few months at my middle school since I rarely smiled. So, it was quite a surprise when I've actually befriend a number of girls by the end of that year, and we are still best friends now. On the second year of my middle school, I've gotten to know a teacher who teaches Japanese, and I've adored her. She's our inspiration. :)

Sensei :)

After I've finished my form 5, I've applied for a scholarship to be a doctor, but was rejected. That was such a big roadblock in my life as a student. I've remembered crying myself out inside a van, going home. In the end, I've spent an extra one year in matriculation, before doing my A-level. It was quite a waste of young age, I must say. However, I was christened Christcelda that year at Labuan. So, not a total waste! God had other plans for me.

Source: Labuan Matriculation College/panoramio.com

Right now, I'm a second year Chemist in the University of Bristol. I can't imagine it! My major is the subject that I thought was the toughest during my SPM. However, due to a certain special teacher at matriculation, I've learnt to love this subject, thus took a big leapt in my "future-career" choice. At the moment, I am studying to be a chemistry teacher, since I am bonded with the ministry of education. Regardless of that bond, I won't stop as it is.

I will further my study once I've stabilized my financial status, and I wanted to become a green chemist at one of the research centre at Sabah. The environment has been deteriorating badly these days, that I want to recover all of that for my future generations. I would like to hear people saying sometimes that I've made a difference.

I wanted to be rich, so that I can buy the land at the other side of the road, in front of my elder brother's house. I will build a big house there, so that I can open a nursery at my home. Since I have been talking forever in my previous posts about my love for dogs, I will keep a number of pet dogs around my house.

I wanted my mom to live a long life, so that I can keep on taking care of her, and bring her to all over the world so that she can brag about her travels to the neighbours. I wanted to get married, and have kids that I will love so much, and will teach them how to respect the elderly.

I am so selfish, that I wanted everybody to share my happiness. I have even thought of adopting the children in Africa, or anywhere in the third-world countries, so that they can at least learn that there is more to life than just suffering in poverty. Sometimes, I've thought of opening a special house for all the less fortunate out there. I know that these are just wishful thinking right now.

So, that's why I have no choice, but to be rich!

Oh my! I was so immersed in myself, that I've wrote toooooooooo much.

Anyway, please be happy, people!

My Friend; EdBon

Today is my friend's birthday.

I call him EdBon.

He's only slightly 'chubbier' than me, so he calls me JalMuk.

We've been friends for about six years now (I think). That's pretty long....however, can't beat the times I've spent with my girlfriends though (2002-still counting).

We don't text/call every day. We don't even contact each other for several months, but can still be friends. *Ha Ha*

He'll fight with his girlfriends, and ask for my opinions. Of course, since I'm usually a bad person, I'll ask him to break up, and find a new one. Well, it has never worked that way though. *Grins*

I've remembered telling him that I was like a paracetamol in his life. He'll only seek for me when he had problems.

Panadol KK.

True enough that this kind of friendship looks so much like it was never meant to be, since I've never made the effort to seek for him either. So much like the chocolate chips in a chipsmore (chocolate cookie). Now-you-see-me-now-you-don't kind of relationship. *Laughs*

Chipsmore.

He's probably working hard at the academy right now, that he had been going MIA for a month now.

Anyway, since he used to like reading my blog, I'll just wish him Happy Birthday here.

A birthday cake for you.

(It was from before, but I'm reusing the photo.) *Ha Ha*

I've never have a friend like him, who regardless of how harsh the way I talk, he will never keep it in his heart. (Maybe he did, but at least he had never shown me that.) @_@

These days, true friends are hard to find, so I'm treasuring mine right now. The same applies to all of you too, yeah?

Right, take care people!

p/s: EdBon is short for Edward Gulombon (Fat Edward) :)

Out Of Breath

Hey there!

I thought that I am a girl with a pretty decent stamina, but my panting today had proved me wrong. *grins*

There'll be a Nottingham's games soon for Malaysian students all around the UK. So, UOB will be sending a number of teams for a number of various games. Netball is one of them.

I was going to get myself involved with something like badminton.....

I've even bought myself not one, but two badminton rackets. 

Truth to be told, I am happy enough to be able to just go there and walk around the university, selling our nasi lemak. It's going to be a hit, I know. *laughs*

However, to my dismay, UOB doesn't have enough players for netball. I, who have no experience or whatsoever in playing netball, was deemed worthy enough to play as one of the regulars in the upcoming games.

Last year's netball game: I'm a mere spectator.

Realizing that I don't even have a partner for practising my badminton skills, I told myself, why not give netball a go?

So, I went for the first practice today. I wasn't feeling very well though. Not just a lame excuse, but this is fairly common when the season is almost changing, and you've stayed in a lecture hall filled with infectious people sneezing, coughing, and blowing their pretty little nose every day.

What happened? We've played half a court against the Singaporean's team, 5 vs. 5. I was the centre. It was half an hour later, and I was already out of breath! Their centre was small, but very nimble. I've had a pretty rough time trying to catch her every move.

I've exchanged with a friend for a WD/WA post, and I'm not in a more appealing position. I've stumbled quite a number of times. Smacked the girls' hands, that I've felt pretty guilty. Plus, I've did my own little 'gymnastic stunts' a.k.a stumbling, rolling around at the court, smashing my face on the cold walls.

We didn't make any ball counts, so I can roughly assume that we have lost the game, but not so bitterly. It was a good fun, even more when Vanessa told me that for a total beginner, I'm pretty good. Now, I'm officially a centre (for; I'm short, but have a pair of pretty fast legs). *Ha Ha*

All thanks to Lunar, my running shoes :)

Well, I know I'm not. We can only know our own ability. I'll resume my jogs to gain back all the stamina I've lost, for the only exercise I have been doing since I've been back to Bristol is abdominal toning (bicycle crunches, russian crunches, side crunches, planks, sit up, etc.).

My cheap exercise mat. :)

Anyway, I am really hoping to build up my stamina soon.

That's for now. Take care, people!

The Kindness Of A Stranger

Hello people!

I've felt like today was a very good day. Why?

I've became quite forgetful these days. Sometimes, I've even felt like my whole body was working in an autopilot mode, that I hardly used my brain. *laugh*

So, I went to the disabled toilet, and left my phone there unknowingly. (I am able, so I know that I shouldn't, but it was nearest to the lab, plus there was currently nobody fitting to the description to use the toilet)

I was doing the extraction of caffeine when suddenly a lab technician came to our work bench, asking;

"Zalia, have you lost something?"

I haven't been polishing my talent for drawing in a very long time, so you'll see some hint of 'Parkinsonism' in the drawings :)

I panicked for a while, while patting every corner of my pockets, trying to think what I might have lost. Not being able to remember a thing, I've rushed to my locker, while the man followed me quietly from behind.

As I turned the key, a thought suddenly struck me.

"My phone!"

He took out my phone from his pocket with a smile, saying;

"I did not found your phone. Someone else did."

I looked at him, while profusely saying thank you.

Then, he seems to came with a realization, that he explained;

"How did we know that this phone is yours?"

Obviously that's the case, since I've had a password on my phone.

"Well, we saw the text from your friend, so we've tracked him down, and he told us that this phone belongs to you."

That's my phone there.

I am so grateful for that person who honestly gave this up to the authority. You are one of the best kind of a person.

Another thanks goes to my friend, Shunya, who had sent me a text, saying that he won't make it to the lecture today for he was running late. *grin*

That's for now.

So, stay in one piece until we meet again next time!