Bright, sunny and just f**king hot!!!

As I'm enjoying the luxuries of my lovely Malaysian home, so beautifully adorned with bright red Chinese New Year decorations and stocked with enough food to survive a famine, I cannot help but feel relaxed and at ease.... NOT!!! I am in fact, utterly sick of this ridiculous Malaysian weather! It's excruciating - ludicrously hot and uncomfortably humid! Oh, and let's be Malaysian and throw in something else for free - a scorching sun! What more could one ask for? I was so excited the past few weeks about coming back to Malaysia that I forgot that it is undoubtedly, one of the hottest places on Earth! (Sometimes, I wonder whether hell is actually this hot... I highly doubt it!)

I checked the temperature today and it was a whopping 37 degrees Celcius! 37!!! That's the same as the human body temperature! I mentioned to my dad that we should just take out our internal organs and leave it out, so that our bodies will generate less heat by working less (i.e. lower metabolism) and our organs will still be functioning fine since the temperature is optimum! (Ok, lame joke, but it's too hot to be funny!) Yesterday was no different, in fact, I think it was some 38-39 degrees!!! Sheesh!!! People worry about global warming melting the ice caps, let's just see if people in the equatorial countries survive the heat first!

As it is quite obvious, the weather here is frustrating me... so much so that I can't even function right. I am perpetually lethargic, hot-tempered, headached and just plain uncomfortable the moment I step out of an air-conditioned area. As a result of this, I can't think straight and certainly cannot even write this blog right. So do forgive me for the lack of proper writing style or grammar or whatever in this entry. I guess this is what happens when I want to catch the Chinese New Year season. Loads of angpows, great food, mahjong through the night and inevitably, HEAT HEAT HEAT!!!!

Just me..

Homebound

I’ll be leaving for my home country, Malaysia tonight.. an 'event' which I am both elated and nervous at. Elated and excited obviously, to see my family and to enjoy the simply scrumpious platters of food that will be served to me at home. (haha, I wish! I'm talking good ol' roti canai at the mamak store, pearl milk tea from pasar malam, and of course, wan tan mee from the local coffee shop. I am not fond of Malaysian food at all and the 3 listed above is just about my limit!) Yes, yes, digressing again.

As I was saying, I am nervous because I was so kindly reminded by my younger sister the other day that everytime I go home nowadays, inevitably, I get into at least one argument with my mom. It's usually about something really small and silly but then again, which fights are about things that truly matter? Haha.. Anyway, I recall that every single time that happens, I go through the same few stages: I get really upset, slam the door to my room, sob quietly in my room, call WS for support and comfort and then vow never to come home again. Sighh.. will I ever learn my lesson?

It's just human nature, you know.. We know very well that certain things are trouble but yet, we insist on going for it. Literally, it's "looking for trouble" and as Hokkiens like to say, "Bo kia si". (Translation - not scared to die) I mean, I am scared of death and what lies beyond this but it's as if it's incredibly exhilirating for humans to challenge the notion of death. I think we've evolved into an extremely egotistical race that believes that they're bigger than life and hence, are capable of challenging death. Ok ok, a bit overdramatic here with the whole death thing. Let's get back on track.

Getting into trouble on purpose. Like I said, it's almost as if it's a natural part of human nature, like thinking, using opposable thumbs, being kiasu etc. My little brothers JT1 and JT2 are exactly like that. If you were to tell them that they are forbidden to do something, less than a minute later, you'll catch them doing it, equipped with a cheeky smile and a mischievious glint in their eyes. Some may prefer to call this plainly being rebellious in nature. I suppose this is good, otherwise we would have never had revolutions or opposing parties and we'll all be living in a (I'd like to quote my housemate JC) single-faceted world.

Ok, I've lost my point on why I brought this up. Oh well.. I was never known to have an attention span of more than 40 seconds. Wonder how I’m a medical student? I’ve been asking myself the same question everyday!

My first time

In the midst of my packing (I'm flying home tomorrow) and the Les Mis soundtrack playing on my computer in the background (it's really good!), I decided to brave the keyboard and create my first blog (pronounced bee-log in the world of Jean Wang) entry. I've always been reluctant about writing one of these as I firmly believe that no one's really THAT interested in listening to what I have to say about what I did when I did it. However, after much persuasion from a certain someone, I decided that I shall try it out and see how it goes. Like my old friend TS used to say, "Never try never know!" (a highly dangerous motto to live by, I admit, but in this context, I doubt I would be getting into any perilous situations with penning a weblog.. ;) )

As I sit here penning my thoughts of life and beyond, I can't help but recall the legend of Narcissus - a dude so consumed by his love for himself that it drove him to his grave. (Well, Greek mythology enthusiasts may refute me on this one since technically, they never found his body and hence, never buried him and therefore, didn't have a grave. But you get my point.. As usual, I'm digressing) Anyway, the same certain someone who convinced me to write this blog thingie told me that all bloggers are narcissists by nature, otherwise, they wouldn't be writing loads and loads about themselves and posting it on the world wide web where everyone can see. Worse still, they put up the links to their website everywhere so all their friends can come look at it and ooh and aah at how wonderful writers they proclaim to be. Sorry if I'm offending anyone by saying this, by the way. I'm just expressing my opinion. :) Again, I digress.

So basically, I'm here to declare that I will conform. I shan't disappoint the very society that expects us bloggers to be self-involved, egotistical and bloody good at writing our blogs so I hereby proclaim my stand: that I will be just like all those bloggers out there and solemnly vow to talk only about myself, my thoughts and my feelings. Here here!! (Again, I would like to put out a disclaimer that this is not intended to insult or offend anyone. I am merely a drama queen by birth!)

So that's it from me. It's 2 am and my precious eyelids are growing heavy. I shall turn in now and hop on the next flight to dreamland. Hopefully, Michael Vartan is there waiting for me.. :)