Monday, January 17, 2011


Wow! I'm writing! Yay! I wanted to post this a loooooong time ago, but my house got zero internet connection (it finally worked out a few days ago).

6th of January marks the first time I go ice skating! I never ever consider going ice skating in my life because living in Alor Star, I never saw the activity enough to get tempted to try (the nearest ice rink is in Penang). Watching those Disney movies that revolve around ice hockey and figure skating doesn't count. If it weren't for my housemates, I don't know if I'll ever go.

I was really, really scared initially. The skates are really heavy and the blades quite sharp.
The idea of falling while wearing those skates, surrounded by people wearing those skates, was unnerving. I could easily balance myself on solid ground outside the rink, but I took my foot back out within milliseconds of it touching the ice, whimpering "no no no tak boleh..."

If it's your first time, I really encourage you to go with friends that do know how to skate and are willing to guide you and move slowly with you. Not only can they help you with your baby steps, friends diminish your embarrassment too. The first 15 minutes (or was it longer?) saw my room mate painstakingly took me around the the rink while I'm holding on to her or clutching the side. The next 15 minutes saw me making my friends laugh (and others to politely ignore) in my attempt to move independently. It seems that flailing limbs and slippery surface don't go well together and shrieks don't improve your balance. Still, tarian sotong has never been easier (or funnier).

It would be great if there are willing teachers there too. We were fortunate that a few trainers and professional skaters were practicing today - probably because it's a weekday and the rink was not so crowded - and they were friendly enough to help us (they are fun to watch too!). There was this mild-mannered and patient kakak who taught us the 101 of skating and the art of falling and getting back up, this small-for-a-guy guy who taught us how to move backwards and skate in wavy lines, and this good-looking, friendly-with-everybody guy who taught us all that and more (it was later discovered that he is a national ice hockey player).

See, to enjoy skating, you need to have guts and confidence. The more tense you are, the harder it will be for you. It is difficult at first when your only thoughts are "janganjatuhjanganjatuhjanganjatuh" and "ohmygodorangtunaklanggaraku!" But gradually, when you are comfortable enough to not hold the sides, you should be able to figure out how exactly can you move forward (my initial problem was that my legs were moving but somehow I still stayed at the same spot). Say to yourself, "I can do this!" It works. I really did say that out loud a few times (receiving "yes, you can do it!" from friends and strangers) and it helped. Handsome guy (see above) said you should not look at your feet because you will be too concern with not falling that you will end up falling. He advised us to concentrate on a point in front and pursue that point. "Your mind is the ice. If you think you're going to fall, jatuhlah you" said he.

That's right, do not be afraid to fall. But you should bear in mind that it's ok to fall. I had so many falls that I became used to them and can recover from a fall pretty quickly. My housemate remarked, "jatuh tu lah yang bagi lagi best, sebab nanti kita akan try buat better." Although I don't find falling to be fun, I belief in improving yourself after each fall (that's true about life as well!) By the nth fall, I was good enough to circle the rink 3 times without breaking stride (though with somewhat wobbly legs). My room mate said I moved quite fast for a first timer *huge grin*

Because my posture was not very good, I got some horrible blisters on my right foot. And because I kept falling, my whole body was aching the next day. I can't make sudden movements, bending hurts and I got leg cramps in the morning. Despite all these, I still won't hesitate the next time someone ask me to go.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

The world's most tasteless noodle soup

...can be found in LCCT, and it costs a mere RM10.50.

Oh hi! Long time no see. I'm great, and you? Ah.. I see. That's good. No, I'm not that busy. Just , you know, going here and there.. What have you been up to? Oh.. Interesting. Uh huh.. Really? I'm excited about the new year too!
I love monologues. They keep me sane, though people might think the exact opposite when they see me talking to myself. In case you're wondering, no, I don't want to talk about the noodle soup with 2 pieces of fishballs, some raw onions, blanched taugeh, and no salt. That would be ridiculous. I'd rather talk about the 13 ringgit nasi lemak.

But of course, first thing first (or... third), HAPPY NEW YEAR! New year is the time for contemplating the previous year, planning the year ahead, regretting the past, dreading the future, and putting your own version of 'let this year be a good year for us all' or other generic statement on your Facebook status.

I know. I should tone down the sarcasm and cynicism. Oh, that should be my new year's resolution! Pfft... As if they actually work. Sure, the start of a new year is the perfect time to change, to reflect and learn, to set new goals and gain new determination - in short, to revamp yourself. If only the degree of motivation that we have when we start stays the same throughout the year.. If only we make realistic goals rather than drastic changes.. If only we are more disciplined.. If only I had eaten first before going to the airport..

But hey, life is full of disappointments (and clich├ęs), so live with it. If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. For the record, I've made some sort of resolutions too, and I'm challenging myself to stick to the plan. So people, be good, not only at the beginning of the year, but until the next new year.

Now let's end the cheesiness with a cheesy wink! (thank god my plan doesn't involve cutting down on K-Pop)