Tuesday, March 06, 2007

listening to: chase the sun by planet funk.
feeling: like some pearl milk bubble tea. hmmm.

the stars are out in abundance tonight and i'm blessed with a clear night sky looking down on me. it has a calming effect, giving me a chance to just dwell in my own company, serenaded by some relaxing songs. i think the fact that my shuffled playlist is playing tranquil music is no coincidence either.

flowers, bunnies, hearts. flowers, bunnies, hearts. flowers, bunnies, hearts. and to add a little kick to that mixture, sunshine and smiles. sunshine and smiles. sunshine and smiles.

looking over all my french work, it suddenly just seemed to click. everything started to make sense and i suddenly got all that had confused me before. now if only this had come a month or two earlier, then maybe things wouldn't appear so dismal to me.

i was told today that next year, IB will possibly be offering beginners malay, along with the already offered beginners spanish. though overjoyed at the prospects of finally being able to communicate successfully throughout brunei and malaysia, i'm at a crossroads with this decision and these choices.

take spanish, a more universal language. plus the added benefits of it being an extra-sexilicious language appeals to me. not only that, but i'd understand it easily as it's similar to french, which i'm just beginning to fully grasp. did i mention how sexy it is? it's very sexy. uh huh.

take malay and stay in touch with my roots. i'd finally be able to speak it and not feel like a total retard everytime my family in malaysia tries to say something to me. this is made even more tempting by the fact that i can already get the gist of what they're saying and that as i've grown up around it and live in a country that speaks it, i'd be able to grasp it more efficiently and faster.

hopefully, whatever my decision may be, it'll be the right one. but that's an obvious desire, is it not?

does size really matter? let's address this topic. consider it today's little notion since i'm in a sagacious mood. and before your sexually-orientated minds begin to go wild and blood-thirsty with the prospects of me getting down and dirty with the vocals on "size" and its importance.... no. haha, i'm not discussing what we're all thinking. i'm considering the more boring idea of size. yknow? height and all that? not as exciting, is it. well, screw you then. this blog isn't posted to your demands, but mine instead.

i've recently read an article in some trashy womens magazine about how scientists have discovered that tall people, overall, do better in life on the whole. they're healthier, more successful, happier. you name it, they've dominated that area.

of course, being that i read this in said trashy womens mag, these facts are questionable. but it isn't the first time i've heard of this notion and boy, it sure makes life seem bleak for me and many other friends. it's like a message out there for us to see: "don't even bother. your lack of height means you will fail. you will fail."

well, eff that. after careful consideration, i've concluded that the only reason why they can be said to be more 'successful' is because they're just more obvious and prominent. literally. see, they missed out on all the more successful and awesome short people because a) they were too busy shitting cash to be counted in some silly survey and b) since they're short, the scientists didn't see them and therefore, assumed they don't exist, when in fact, they're everywhere. in the cracks, the corners, behind the big, glistening mahogany desks up on the top floor of some shiny new eco-building in a prospering city.

if they've based success on the amount of money you earn, as it tends to always be based upon, then in that case, the fact that models, who make a lot of money, are required to be extremely tall is an important factor in this survey. sure they make lots of money, but personally, i don't consider having a drug-riddled life where you starve yourself and throw up just to lose that one extra pound that you supposedly gained as a success. but that's just me, isn't it? and we all know dian doesn't think logically.

i mean, really. have they noted all the japanese business men? they're generally short in stature but very successful, conveyed by the fact that japan is now one of the worlds leading countries economy-wise. or what about tom cruise? okay, yes his success may be questionable, but he does have some very nice bikes. in my books, if you own a nice bike - hell, you are one very sexy and in-control man. and then there's my mom. measuring in at a very.. (actually, i don't know how short she is. let's just say "very short") tiny height, i consider her one of the more notable figures in my life, and one of the more successful ones at that. amongst her many traits and great accomplishments is the raising of four wild and unruly kids, yet she has still managed success with three of them. i'd say four, but i'm not too sure about myself.

then there's my grandparents on the asian side. my mom's lack in height had to come from somewhere and the similarities between them and her are crystal clear. yep, you got it. the shortness. say it like it's a good thing! still going strong at their old age, i never could have asked for more in a pair of wonderful grandparents. plus, i can confidently say that despite the hardships they went through, they appear to be very happy. and for certain they are very healthy. ask anybody who has met them and they'll say the same thing. it's also interesting to note that many of my smarter and more successful friends are short.

now, i'm not saying that we're better than tall people (we are though), but i'd just like some recognition for the wonders we've managed to achieve, the negativity in life that we've managed to defy. and yes, that includes natural selection if these so called facts are true. this disproves that theory. you will note that slowly but deftly, my army of little people is taking over.

haha, no, but seriously. i honestly believe that height has nothing to do with the outcome of your life and the way you live it. if only these scientists would realise that though. ah wells.