Resurrection

It seems that everyone (at least my melb buddies) is on this blog 'frenzy' now, like it's some really cool thing to be seen doing or it's the 'in' thing. So, I've decided to get in on the action and attempt to resurrect my blog for what must be the 100th time.

the definition of Resurrect (from dictionary.com) : To raise from the dead, bring to l ife again

Based on that simple definition from Dictionary.com,and seeing that this is the 100th time my blog is 'alive' again,I believe that my blog has achieved what no man or living creature can achieve - Immortality.

Yes i know it's lame and I sound like some science fiction, star wars freak but whatever

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I was the designated chef on Sunday night and Daryl was my sous-chef, so he came down to help me prepare some stuff for dinner. I don't remember what started the facebook talk, but all of a sudden Daryl went: 'Hey, I saw the photos your ex-classmate posted on Facebook. The girl in the photo does not look like you at all! So different!!'. At that point of time, I hadn't taken a look at those photos yet and wasn't even aware that photos of my secondary school years were up on the internet free for people to see. So, after dinner, I logged onto Facebook to see the photos.

I was scanning through the photos really quickly, trying to find me in the pile of 80 sth photos. Scanned through once, didn't find myself. Scanned through another time, failed to see me again, Scanned through the third time and I saw it. My first reaction was : No reaction at all, I just stared at the computer screen, jaw-dropped, dumbfounded. Then I picked myself up and went OMG. This was my face from 5 years ago, plastered on my laptop screen.



Unbelievable! look at the skin! all the oil and dirt and look at that hair!!! OMG man!! And just a few weeks ago i was considering a Victoria Beckham haircut. I mean....compare the two:



I looked like an Ah Ma when I was 17!! I looked terrible!! OMG! I still can't get over it. Thanks alot Daryl.

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My supervisor came back to the lab today after his really long 6 week break and we were catching up, having some small talk in the lab. This is part of the conversation we had.


Supervisor: hey Xiaowen, how was your weekend? good?
me: Yeah it was great! I finally had the chance to relax. I went shopping!
Supervisor: Oh you did? In the city?
me: Ya, in the city.
Supervisor: I like shopping in the city. Did you buy anything?
me: Nah, just went window shopping, didn't get anything..
Supervisor: Oh that's bad..
me: *Stunned*

That's bad?!? Nobody has ever said 'that's bad' when i told them i went window shopping and came back with nothing! I envy his daugthers, when they grow up, they're gonna go window shopping and come back with nothing, and then dad is gonna say : 'That's really bad!' Go back to the mall again and get something!'