Shorts are ♥

I like shorts. I like wearing shorts that make you look chic, smart, casual and just laid back. I like shorts that accentuate great legs and can also look classy. However to the many people in my campus who like wearing shorts. Two tips. 1) Buy your own size, not your baby sisters, and 2) There is a thing called too short. I didnt come to uni to see your ass. It makes me very horny. 

Although, I really like these looks. I think they are very cute :) 

Pretty chic huh? Although, I dont think I would be wearing any of them just like that to uni. I'd probably pair them up with leggings/dark coloured pantyhose/ knee high socks. Besides not looking like I'm in uni for a vacation, it will protect me from the ultra cold lecture halls. Seriously, I think they have turned up the chills just to force us to wear more clothes. 

On another note, I wont be able to breathe after tomorrow. My last lab report is due. I have an oral presentation, a lab test, an on the spot assignment and a midterm next week, 2 midterms the week after and a quiz on the week after that. And then, the week  after, FINALS!!! My uni is testing my sanity. 

xoxo

Weekend post

It's been a lazy weekend for me. That doesn't happen frequently and so I'm cherishing every moment. Tomorrow will be the start of Week 11 for me at my uni. 4 more weeks to go and it's FINALS. But there will be no rest this 4 weeks. I still have assignments, presentations, lab reports and midterms going on till the 13th week.

For two weeks now, I've been very low in spirit. I feel like no matter what I do, nothing is happening. Wishes are still wishes, dreams remain in my mind and hope is looks like something that came out of Wonderland. But this week has been good to me, something DID happen. I will be representing my university, and also assistant to my senior course representative for Biomedical Science at the annual symposium held in University Malaya during the semester break. Amazing? I think so too :) And the best part is, a lecturer, whom I think doesnt like me very much chose me. Guess he likes me after all. Lol. Thing is, I adore this lecturer. I 'worship' his brains. And also, during his class last week I managed to answer his question and he commemorated on it. Well commemorated is an overstatement, but I shall use it anyway.

So yes, Symposium!!! And also, Final Year Project titles are out. I wont be doing it this year because it's clashing with my Internship this October but since I'm course representative I will be running around registering my peeps. And also registration for Internship. And also registration for the Symposium event. Have to juggle all that with two assignments due this week, and one presentation. 1 lab test, 2 more midterms and one more assignment in Week 12. Good life :) Hey, I'm not complaining. I actually like it. Keeps me active and busy. And no time to be emo haha.

Guess, that's all for now.  I should go. I need to complete my lab reports.

xoxo

Back to Church

Hello... Its a quiet Saturday. Well Saturday is gone. Its Sunday now. I, am still procrastinating on my work because my ovaries are throwing their monthly tantrums at me and I couldnt be bothered to get out of bed muahahaha. However, the week has been wonderful to me, and I gained a lot of insight on a lot of things. For starters, I went back to church. This thought has been bugging me for ages and I finally got the guts to go back to church. Needless to say, it was like I never left. I am definitely going back next week. And the next, and the next... always.

I also added my cousin on Facebook. Well, I blocked her out of seeing my posts and pictures but she's there. Reading her statuses and posts made me realise something. Something about myself actually. I try too hard to go against the norm. It's not a bad thing, but it's just that, I realised I do that. I dont want to be associated with a certain stereotype, a certain trend. I want to be seen as different. I want to be accepted by everyone. I actually sorta disliked the fact that my cousin keeps posting scriptures and telling people 'dont do this' and 'dont do that'. I felt like, well... if you were a nonbeliever, and someone just came and threw bible words at you without even knowing or acknowledging who you are, would you accept or even try to understand what that Christian is trying to tell you?

I read this on tumblr today
“The modern church does not worship idols of gold or stone, she worships the gods of human effort and will power. Morality has become our Molech and and behavior our Ba’al, while the person and work of Christ is strangely missing from our messages, meetings and media.”

— Jeff Turner, Revival or Riots

I have to agree with Jeff. In my family, faith is determined by human effort and will power. And well, as we all know, I am not accepted by my family because my morales differ from theirs and my behavior is not seen as acceptable. But in my few years with Christ, I still dont understand why I have to act, talk and behave a certain way to be seen as a Christian. When I do something, or talk a certain way, people (family) assume I have lost my faith. I do not believe in going around and telling people the 'laws' of God. I do not believe in telling people they are wrong and they have to turn back before they are condemned to hell. If it was me, I want someone to accept me for who I was, sinner and blasphemer, and love that person. I would want to know what kind of God would love someone like me. I would want that knowledge to lead me towards turning back. That's what happened to me. I wasnt moved at all by this lady who always came to my house and told me I was a sinner. What moved me into knowing God was the love my church and my youth group showed towards me. Picking me up from my house, sending me home, inviting me to their house for sleepovers and taking me out shopping and doing fun things with me when in truth, they didnt have to, because I was of no gain. Them, doing that changed my view about God. If their love of God could move them to love someone like me, then this God must be different. And so I learnt about Him. And I wanted Him in my life.

But still, even with my principles, I still havent figured out how to move from that first step of accepting people and not judging them. I dont know how to tell them, my God is amazing and you should come find out for yourself. That is also part of the reason why, I went back to church. I guessed, as much as I loved God, my knowledge of him was still sparse. And maybe if I knew God more, I would know how to reach out to people. And if I knew the Holy Spirit more, I would learn how to listen to His directions when reaching out.

It's not wrong to be flawed. It's not wrong to have weaknesses. It's not wrong to be wrong. What is wrong is hiding it from God and behaving like everything is ok. Coz if everything is ok, you would not need Him. I am flawed. I am not perfect. I am weak and useless without Him. But with Him in my life, I see myself doing great things. 

It's Cat-urday!!!

It's time to blog. Yes!! I HAVE THE TIME!! Today I had my Genetic's midterm and I can safely say I did well. Not too well but better than I expected. These days I'm very driven towards my studies. I actually like it. I have developed a major interest in Genetics and although it's my most difficult subject I really like reading about it and watching videos on that topic. DNA was never my strongest point but this semester, almost all my subjects are based on DNA and gene material of some kind, and honestly I'm starting to like it. I should be napping right now, but I am having a ball online googling for random things on decorating and art and things like that. 

During my test, I was gawking at my lecturer, Dr. Phoon. In my first year, she had this strict look and I avoided her pretty much until this semester. But honestly, she is one of my most favourite lecturers!! She has the prettiest smile and the most motherly face and she actually is very good at genetics. I really like her labs. And, also she is the Head of Department for Biomedical Science so imagine she has so much work to do on top of teaching us such a tedious subject!! I think she should be well appreciated. 

That's the thing with me. I'm prone to hero worship. I basically think my lecturers walk on water. I think they are amazing, they have so much to give and they are actually doing an amazing job. I admit I'm very easily influenced by people. But I have a condition. You have to impress me. If you got that covered, I'm all yours. It's a little bit like how Christina Yang from Grey's anatomy sees Teddy Altman. I adore and admire people who are able to teach me and inspire me to be a better person. Partly also why I adore my boyfriend so much. He has taught me so many things since our relationship and the change in me is immense, and I like it!

This whole week has been a very positive week for me. I heard that my reputation among the young junior is building up (the inny minny young ones haha) and I aced my presentation, my midterm went well etc. I still see a lot of room for improvement though. For one, my organizational skills are still whack. One moment of panic in my room and its chaos all over again lol. And also time management is still a bit out. Other than that, my dieting is not going so well ( I lurve you food), and grooming is a bit out. But that's about it :)

The only annoying thing is, how my mother still cant see how her daughter has grown up to be. I'm pretty sure I'm turning into someone she can be proud of and yet she still cant see. For instance, today's conversation:

Me   : Fine... Ask Saishree to give me her website address. She still got facebook?

Mum: Be kindly what you say 2 her n dont ask matters tat r sensitive like boyfriend -talk about studies n intellectual things ok and Godbless amma love!!

Ok, it sounds harmless right? The thing is, only I can see what she really means based on our 23 long tedious relationship... My aunty has drilled it in my mum's head that I am a bad influence and all I know is sex and boys and having fun the bad way. Ever since we were young, my aunty has always taught Saishree that I should be kept at arm's length and I am bad news and all she should do is learn how to study from me and use me. Well I am not the one who went cavorting with a foreign worker at 12 years old and ending up almost pregos! pffft. Whatever la. I reach out, they stump me. Whatever. 

Boyfie says I should concentrate on my work and become who I want to be, and be successful and amazing, and maybe one day she will see how much she missed out on. 

Until then, out of sight, out of mind. And continue paving my way towards success!!

Owl post

Why am I awake at 4am? Well mostly because I'm looking for a Tamagotchi to satisfy the little child in me. I never got a Tamagotchi and a lot of my young years was spent looking at everyone playing with their Tamagotchi and smuggling it to school so they can feed their 'pet'.

Anyhoo, I'm really sorry for the lack of posts. Uni has been really hectic and any spare time is spent on assignments, lab reports or sleep. Apart from the constant tiredness,lack of sleep and tonnes of work to do, my life is pretty well rounded at the moment. I'm doing well in my tests, my assignments are going great, and I'm pretty sure a few As are in my hand. Very proud of myself.

This semester, I find myself very driven towards my studies. So driven that at times I completely forget about my life outside uni like boyfie, going out etc. I want to do well so badly. I'm also taking the time to dress nicely to uni and look smart and not like some drunkard. By the way, I dressed up as an African girl last Saturday. I wore a  headwrap. I thought it looked pretty cute.

Cute? hehe

This year, is the year of achieving forgotten dreams, unreached goals and creating new hopes and dreams. I'm quite excited about this year. The enthusiasm of the new year hasnt waned down on me.

Overall, I'm doing great. Life can be quite amazing if you choose it to be.

xoxo