1/28/2005
About Sunday
Got a text from friend saying that we need to go shopping. Hope everything goes well. So busy. Wants to go home now. But can't, not 5 yet.
If everything goes to plan...
This morning I thought I will be starting some bacteria work down in Lye Farm, but when I got there, another job landed in my lap. I spent the morning plating the milk samples from a trial and listened to the radio there.
The morning passed without too much things happening apart from taking the samples out of the tray, spreading the samples onto the agar plates aspetically, then repeat this motion again. I also had to label the plates, but I am too bored to mention it. I told my friend about this coming New Year celebration that we are throwing on the 6th of February. I hope he will come, but as it is Waitangi Day, no one is certain what they will do. It's like the National Day, but because it's the date when Maori signed the Treaty of Waitangi, it's not really an Independence Day. It's not the day democracy was born, but it was the day when European settler started to live in New Zealand. To us, it's a holiday when a lot of celebrations go on. People will go to meetings in Marae. The Prime Minister will make a speech in a Marae as well. It's a very political day for her.
But for us, we will be celebrating the Chinese New Year. This year we are putting on a good show. I am going to choir practices every Friday with a bunch of great singers. They are parents mainly, and I am the only one who is not married. Strange, but true. I am the only single singer in the choir. The kids will put on musical performances, sword dancing, and other programs. Every family who will be present will hopefully bring two plates of food, but single member only needs to bring one plate. We will have prize draws between the performances, and this year we will have dinner before the performances start.
My sister is going to a BBQ for her work today, and she will go to a sleep over tomorrow. She may come back on Sunday morning when I leave the house to prepare a lunch with my friend in Chartwell. This friend is inviting a girl from the church, who is flying back to China for the Chinese New Year. We will hold a lunch party with her and my friend's family. We will be making glutinous rice ball in salty soup. Normally, you have sweet glutinous rice ball dip in peanut powder. It's very tasty, but if you cook it in a salty soup with meat and vegetable, it's like a round noodle. I don't really like it, but maybe we will be make some very tasty ones so my impression of salty glutinous rice ball will change.
It's going to be great because on that day I will be able to see my friend's brother, who I have a crush with. We will be having lunch with their family and send our mutual friend. It's a great opportunity for me to know this guy a little bit more, and it's a good chance for him to see me. It's nice. I am going to break the horoscope spell: "You only want a immature relationship. You want him to take of you like a child." I am not going to do that. I am determined to have a mature adult relationship with this guy if he is willing to give it a try.
The morning passed without too much things happening apart from taking the samples out of the tray, spreading the samples onto the agar plates aspetically, then repeat this motion again. I also had to label the plates, but I am too bored to mention it. I told my friend about this coming New Year celebration that we are throwing on the 6th of February. I hope he will come, but as it is Waitangi Day, no one is certain what they will do. It's like the National Day, but because it's the date when Maori signed the Treaty of Waitangi, it's not really an Independence Day. It's not the day democracy was born, but it was the day when European settler started to live in New Zealand. To us, it's a holiday when a lot of celebrations go on. People will go to meetings in Marae. The Prime Minister will make a speech in a Marae as well. It's a very political day for her.
But for us, we will be celebrating the Chinese New Year. This year we are putting on a good show. I am going to choir practices every Friday with a bunch of great singers. They are parents mainly, and I am the only one who is not married. Strange, but true. I am the only single singer in the choir. The kids will put on musical performances, sword dancing, and other programs. Every family who will be present will hopefully bring two plates of food, but single member only needs to bring one plate. We will have prize draws between the performances, and this year we will have dinner before the performances start.
My sister is going to a BBQ for her work today, and she will go to a sleep over tomorrow. She may come back on Sunday morning when I leave the house to prepare a lunch with my friend in Chartwell. This friend is inviting a girl from the church, who is flying back to China for the Chinese New Year. We will hold a lunch party with her and my friend's family. We will be making glutinous rice ball in salty soup. Normally, you have sweet glutinous rice ball dip in peanut powder. It's very tasty, but if you cook it in a salty soup with meat and vegetable, it's like a round noodle. I don't really like it, but maybe we will be make some very tasty ones so my impression of salty glutinous rice ball will change.
It's going to be great because on that day I will be able to see my friend's brother, who I have a crush with. We will be having lunch with their family and send our mutual friend. It's a great opportunity for me to know this guy a little bit more, and it's a good chance for him to see me. It's nice. I am going to break the horoscope spell: "You only want a immature relationship. You want him to take of you like a child." I am not going to do that. I am determined to have a mature adult relationship with this guy if he is willing to give it a try.
1/27/2005
Swimming in the not so deep swimming pool
Yes. The pool is not so deep because it's mainly for kids, but it's nice a warm. The weather is great, a little bit too hot to stay inside the office, so me and my sister decided to go to the swimming pool to wash off the humid sweat and work up a storm.
That's exactly what we did. We had a lot of fun in the pool. Doing the washing machine move, upside down, splits, kneel, etc. The outside pool empty when the hydroslide is on, and we hang around until 7ish.
I can't help it, but I am still thinking about K the cute guy. I can't stop thinking about him. So bad. I am in deep trouble. If I can quickly fall out of love then I should be o.k., but this time I don't think I can. My head is filled with thoughts about him and the reality is, we can never be together. Or can we? He is not attached to anyone, I am not attached to anyone so why can't we be together?
That's exactly what we did. We had a lot of fun in the pool. Doing the washing machine move, upside down, splits, kneel, etc. The outside pool empty when the hydroslide is on, and we hang around until 7ish.
I can't help it, but I am still thinking about K the cute guy. I can't stop thinking about him. So bad. I am in deep trouble. If I can quickly fall out of love then I should be o.k., but this time I don't think I can. My head is filled with thoughts about him and the reality is, we can never be together. Or can we? He is not attached to anyone, I am not attached to anyone so why can't we be together?
Someone who you love
I suppose I am more comfortable when I take a step back and pretend that I am not me, just sit back and tell my tale so I don't have to take any responsiblity of my actions, or my inactions toward my relationship.
I take the advantage of meeting my friend everyday in hope of meeting her brother. However, I don't know whether I am making a fool of myself or succeeding. If I am getting to the person who I want to get to, then his lack of response is almost laughable. What happened to my natural instinct?
Before I lose my cool, or my pride, for that matters the most, I will re-focus. Maybe I am just too hung up on him and forget what I really want in a guy now.
What do I want in a guy? I suppose that depends when and where you ask me. I would love the guy to be able to take care of himself. I am talking in a broad sense of "taking care"; for example, he will have to be able to cook for himself, clean for himself, and drive for himself. He has to be self-sustainable. Modern men, apart from those who are married or attached, are mostly self-sustainable at this day and age. They can cook simple meals. They can drive their car, no matter large or small, from point A to point B without too much trouble. They can vacuum their own room, no matter how reluctant they are about carrying out this choir. They can wash their own clothes because you only have to push two buttons on the washing machine. They can do almost everything their girlfriends or wives do, but they just don't want to do them! Haha. I don't mind doing house choirs for my boyfrien, but I prefer one who did their own choirs before we get into any kind of serious relationship.
I read that if you don't cook or don't clean for your boyfriend, then you won't be able to find one. On a light note, I have a friend whose boyfriend does all these things better than her. She doesn't know how to cook, so this nice guy cook for her most of the time. I don't see any problem in their relationship because someone has got to cook, right? Otherwise they will just starve and that's no good.
The second quality has to be that he is reliable, trustworthy, and generally good. Being good is never easy. Reliable guys are often doormats, but I don't like doormats. He has to be strong, too. You can be reliable and strong at the same time. He has to stand up for what he believes in. I think that's very important in a guy. He has to be brave enough to admit his mistakes, and also not tell lies. I hate guys who tell lies. They are the worst kind. I think caring, understanding, loyal, and tender are a few of good qualities that are hard to find in guys. However, there are guys out there who fit perfectly well and possess good qualities listed above. And they are so much more.
The third quality, I am sorry to say, is that they have to be presentable. No more needed to be said, apply your imagination of a nice looking guy who dresses well. Walking down the street or climbing a mountain with him makes your life so good that you never want to leave him. Good, ask him out or let him ask you out.
The fourth quality is that he has to have something extra to offer. A talent in music. A nice singing voice. A paintbrush of any kind that create beautiful artwork such as houses or paintings. An ability to fix anything. A pair of fast legs that run like the jaguar. Hands that plant flowers that bloom every year. Dancing steps that shines on the dance floor. Any one of the above or a combination of several is desirable.
The fifth quality is that he is a family man. Family is important and you can't avoid having one, now or ever. Good with his family member when they come to visit is a sign for "familiness". Having a soft spot for nephews and nieces is another sign of love of family. Other signs include good with animals and helping old people or weak.
Before feeling like I am describing Spiderman and get laughed by guys, I want to ask you a question: Don't you have some of the qualities that I mentioned that you have never discovered? You are who you are, I know, but how can you say that you don't like dog and cats? How can you say that you don't know how to cook? How can you say that you don't know how to drive? How can you resist to sing in the shower when it comes to showing off your lovely voice? Well...you qualify as a nice guy!
I take the advantage of meeting my friend everyday in hope of meeting her brother. However, I don't know whether I am making a fool of myself or succeeding. If I am getting to the person who I want to get to, then his lack of response is almost laughable. What happened to my natural instinct?
Before I lose my cool, or my pride, for that matters the most, I will re-focus. Maybe I am just too hung up on him and forget what I really want in a guy now.
What do I want in a guy? I suppose that depends when and where you ask me. I would love the guy to be able to take care of himself. I am talking in a broad sense of "taking care"; for example, he will have to be able to cook for himself, clean for himself, and drive for himself. He has to be self-sustainable. Modern men, apart from those who are married or attached, are mostly self-sustainable at this day and age. They can cook simple meals. They can drive their car, no matter large or small, from point A to point B without too much trouble. They can vacuum their own room, no matter how reluctant they are about carrying out this choir. They can wash their own clothes because you only have to push two buttons on the washing machine. They can do almost everything their girlfriends or wives do, but they just don't want to do them! Haha. I don't mind doing house choirs for my boyfrien, but I prefer one who did their own choirs before we get into any kind of serious relationship.
I read that if you don't cook or don't clean for your boyfriend, then you won't be able to find one. On a light note, I have a friend whose boyfriend does all these things better than her. She doesn't know how to cook, so this nice guy cook for her most of the time. I don't see any problem in their relationship because someone has got to cook, right? Otherwise they will just starve and that's no good.
The second quality has to be that he is reliable, trustworthy, and generally good. Being good is never easy. Reliable guys are often doormats, but I don't like doormats. He has to be strong, too. You can be reliable and strong at the same time. He has to stand up for what he believes in. I think that's very important in a guy. He has to be brave enough to admit his mistakes, and also not tell lies. I hate guys who tell lies. They are the worst kind. I think caring, understanding, loyal, and tender are a few of good qualities that are hard to find in guys. However, there are guys out there who fit perfectly well and possess good qualities listed above. And they are so much more.
The third quality, I am sorry to say, is that they have to be presentable. No more needed to be said, apply your imagination of a nice looking guy who dresses well. Walking down the street or climbing a mountain with him makes your life so good that you never want to leave him. Good, ask him out or let him ask you out.
The fourth quality is that he has to have something extra to offer. A talent in music. A nice singing voice. A paintbrush of any kind that create beautiful artwork such as houses or paintings. An ability to fix anything. A pair of fast legs that run like the jaguar. Hands that plant flowers that bloom every year. Dancing steps that shines on the dance floor. Any one of the above or a combination of several is desirable.
The fifth quality is that he is a family man. Family is important and you can't avoid having one, now or ever. Good with his family member when they come to visit is a sign for "familiness". Having a soft spot for nephews and nieces is another sign of love of family. Other signs include good with animals and helping old people or weak.
Before feeling like I am describing Spiderman and get laughed by guys, I want to ask you a question: Don't you have some of the qualities that I mentioned that you have never discovered? You are who you are, I know, but how can you say that you don't like dog and cats? How can you say that you don't know how to cook? How can you say that you don't know how to drive? How can you resist to sing in the shower when it comes to showing off your lovely voice? Well...you qualify as a nice guy!
1/26/2005
Following others or walk by yourself
I suppose that reading other people's blog is like following their footsteps. Some people's life is utterly boring, but some people's life are so meaningful that you will weep for no reason what so ever. I think it's so much more than a dairy now. Reading Riverbend's dairy about Iraq is like reading a war novel, only that it is really happening right now around the other side of the world. People who live in the United States or in our little peaceful country, New Zealand, can never imagine how we will live without running water, electricity, computer, food, and a little bit of dignity. Isn't that basic human right to live with enough food, light, electricity, clean running water, and perhaps less bombing and more entertainment? That's something to think about. I am not talking about having a peaceful country, where you can leave your door open in the evening or your car window down because there is no theif hanging around your street. I am not talking about taking a bus and not worrying about someone who will gun you down in the corner shop. I am talking about happiness. I am talking about some basic things that you take for granted.
It's sad that people still have to live without many things, but it makes me feel that my life is very good. I had been compiling my results and trying to sort out the formula for working out the concentration of ozone. Now I am in university trying to set up my growth inhibition experiments that will start on Friday and go on until May. I have a drink bottle right in front of me, cap opened because I don't have to worry that it will disappear in the next instant because my sister is too thirsty. I can come to university without too much trouble. There's petrol in my car. My schoolmates are also typing furiously, not knowing that other people who are the same age as them are worrying about their next meal, and not learning in universities like they should do. Their home is broken. Their garden is in desperate need of water. Their house is smelly because the water supply has been cut. There is hardly any food in the cabinet. The television is off because there is no electricity. The pass time is reading, but where are the books? They are burned down because the other day they lost the library. It's great that River can still blog. Tell us about the life you lead. I will tell you mine.
I will probably slack off before mid-day, trying to search for more inhibitory assays, then make the reagent in the afternoon. I probably will not run any experiment as I have nearly enough data for now. What I have to do is check which experiments that I haven't done, and do them tomorrow.
It's sad that people still have to live without many things, but it makes me feel that my life is very good. I had been compiling my results and trying to sort out the formula for working out the concentration of ozone. Now I am in university trying to set up my growth inhibition experiments that will start on Friday and go on until May. I have a drink bottle right in front of me, cap opened because I don't have to worry that it will disappear in the next instant because my sister is too thirsty. I can come to university without too much trouble. There's petrol in my car. My schoolmates are also typing furiously, not knowing that other people who are the same age as them are worrying about their next meal, and not learning in universities like they should do. Their home is broken. Their garden is in desperate need of water. Their house is smelly because the water supply has been cut. There is hardly any food in the cabinet. The television is off because there is no electricity. The pass time is reading, but where are the books? They are burned down because the other day they lost the library. It's great that River can still blog. Tell us about the life you lead. I will tell you mine.
I will probably slack off before mid-day, trying to search for more inhibitory assays, then make the reagent in the afternoon. I probably will not run any experiment as I have nearly enough data for now. What I have to do is check which experiments that I haven't done, and do them tomorrow.
1/24/2005
Bad start, good finish
Dad told me first thing in the morning not to speak at all in choir practice. Made me really angry so went back to my room after finishing my breakfast. Mum wanted to go out shopping, and had ideas about how to make salad. Wants to make salad with spring onion, then discover that to me is a big no-no. Angry and stayed in my room for half an hour. Was sleeping again, then wake up and read Linda Sole's novel.
Mood picks up when decide to go shopping again. Decide not to care about what dad thinks about myself because am not living for him, am living for self. Have happy time at the supermarket because pick out love food. Buy an orange jelly because it is so hot. Didn't buy a lot of cookies because on a diet again.
Mum make lunch, very hot so eat a little bit of ice cream. Tell sister that bought a very stange kind of yoghurt, Calci-yum with candy. Hmm...had never had that kind, and it is on sale! So why not try it?
Was wanting to go to Garden but everybody seems to be too lazy to go out. Dad goes with Mr.Lee to help him make some lead for fishing. Very boring. Dad is also bored because Mr.Lee keeps complaining about lending his boat to their mutual friend, Mr. Chang. Poor dad! Is in the middle of everything.
Takes care of two pumpkin plants. Pollinate several flowers this weekend. Hope weather will hold so it will not be too wet. The last pumpkin was rotten because of the wet weather. Very sad, but there are still a lot of chances before April.
Keep thinking about the person. Feeling sad and happy at the same time. Think about his jokes. Feeling a little bit happier after dinner walk. Flowers are very pretty around our neighbourhood. Everything seems to be brighter.
Mood was very bad in the morning but picks up in the afternoon, and watched "Ali" in the evening. Very realistic, perhaps too real for a bibliographical movie. A bit boring at times, but I suppose that's life.
Mood picks up when decide to go shopping again. Decide not to care about what dad thinks about myself because am not living for him, am living for self. Have happy time at the supermarket because pick out love food. Buy an orange jelly because it is so hot. Didn't buy a lot of cookies because on a diet again.
Mum make lunch, very hot so eat a little bit of ice cream. Tell sister that bought a very stange kind of yoghurt, Calci-yum with candy. Hmm...had never had that kind, and it is on sale! So why not try it?
Was wanting to go to Garden but everybody seems to be too lazy to go out. Dad goes with Mr.Lee to help him make some lead for fishing. Very boring. Dad is also bored because Mr.Lee keeps complaining about lending his boat to their mutual friend, Mr. Chang. Poor dad! Is in the middle of everything.
Takes care of two pumpkin plants. Pollinate several flowers this weekend. Hope weather will hold so it will not be too wet. The last pumpkin was rotten because of the wet weather. Very sad, but there are still a lot of chances before April.
Keep thinking about the person. Feeling sad and happy at the same time. Think about his jokes. Feeling a little bit happier after dinner walk. Flowers are very pretty around our neighbourhood. Everything seems to be brighter.
Mood was very bad in the morning but picks up in the afternoon, and watched "Ali" in the evening. Very realistic, perhaps too real for a bibliographical movie. A bit boring at times, but I suppose that's life.
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