Random Thoughts On... The leap between Y and Z

As much as I'd like to deny it, Fb-stalking certain favourite people is part of my daily internet surfing routine. Probably, it's also a part of your routine but it's okay if you're not at that stage of being honest about bad habits. We'll both just share a knowing smile and nod when you say, 'It just came up on my Newsfeed!'.


It seems even Firefox knows how much I like to peruse certain people's profiles, as it always happily provides the necessary URL for instant access to such persons. Sometimes I think Firefox is almost too smart for its own good and I end up deleting some of my browsing history so that I can keep up the delusion that my habit hasn't gotten that much out of hand. 


One of the unknowing victims to my 'casual browsing' (i.e. a weekly to fortnightly check) happens to be my cousin. My cousin and I aren't particularly close but I still have a piqued interest in her due to the fact that we are related. Actually, that's just half of it. I'm extraordinarily interested in her activities because despite her being only in year 7, she seems to have experienced more than I have as a second year uni student. That is to say, my cousin, 7 years my junior, has had her first kiss already, gone through two boyfriends, posted a Youtube video of herself singing and has more friends than me.


My pride has taken an almighty beating over the past few months.


To justify my apparent late-blooming, I've come to argue that it's because there's such a large generation gap between my cousin and me. She's Gen Z and I'm Gen Y. Despite the two letters being next to each other in the alphabet, I maintain that there's actually a huge gap between the two age groups. For one, I still remember fashions like these:

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Back in the day when I was in year 7, there wasn't any of this social networking business (there might've been Myspace I think but I never got into that either :/ ) and I was still trying to get over the horror of a boy bagging me about my sideburns >_>. When I was 12, probably the most stressful thing at the time was Mrs Wilson. And one of my main concerns was garnering friendships of the corporeal kind, not those necessarily solidified by an automated 'You are now friends with Person Blah blah'. So take that Gen Z! At least I had a more wholesome teenage-hood.


Alright, evidently I am just a little jealous that my kid cousin apparently knows 345 people, has a boyfriend named Jason and can sing Justin Bieber songs better than I could. But I think that even if there is such a large leap between Gen Y and Z which could (but not really) explain the lag in my life, I'm probably more happier with the thought that things happen at their own pace. And when I really think about it, as it is, I'm pretty content with the way things are.


Now give me a fade out with Timbaland's 'The Way I Are'. 

Random Thoughts On... Family solidarity

My parents have worn matching glasses for about five years now (I don't know why. It must be an eccentric couple-y thing to do). They decided to buy another set of matching glasses with transition lenses because I'm guessing they wanted to give up their Asian heritage:  

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The style that the both of them chose was rather unfortunate. It happened to be the Wayfarer-esque style that's become popular especially amongst the Asians. I think the following picture should help set the image quite nicely:

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Except really, the effect is more like this minus the tape:

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In any case, there's a certain Asian fobness associated with glasses of that style. I'm fine with my parents looking fob in their glasses. I'll even go so far as to say that wearing that style makes them look fob but stylish since it's a little rarer nowadays to see late 40-some year olds wearing Wayferers. 


Turns out that the optometrist was willing to do a deal: get two pairs of glasses with transition lenses and throw a free one in for the daughter! It's three for the price of two! My parents were thrilled. Not only would their daughter be wearing glasses that would make her look like a run-of-the-mill fob Asian but she'd also be wearing the exact same glasses style as her parents! It's family solidarity taken literally. 


Now that the floodgates have been opened, I fear as to what may come next. Lee family t-shirts? Matching outfits? Ooh dear...

Random Snippets On... Packing

I've been packing up my room in preparation for the inevitable departure from dear Adelaide. I've come to the conclusion that I like Adelaide during very specific times of the year: during the first few weeks of the new uni year, the days post-semester 1 exams, the first few weeks of semester 2 and the days post-semester 2 exams. In short: enjoyment of Adelaide ∝ 1/obligations to uni. 

As per usual, I procrastinated packing for three days. It was only on Friday that I realised I should probably get cracking on the whole boxing and folding business. But then it was 37°C. Perhaps it was some form of divine chastisement but for a good four hours I sweated and laboured away in the non-ac room of mine to pack away a year's worth of stuff. I had thought I gained a bit of swotvac fat in the past few weeks but I have a hunch that I may have sweated away my third chin at least. Or maybe even my double chin too. No, I really shouldn't keep high hopes about this.


As sad as it is, I think I'll miss Adelaide... in a slightly masochistic way. The city brings me so much angst in the form of terrible college food, horrific store opening hours and the lack of 7-Elevens. But at the same time, I have no dark curfews, no need to weed and no obligations to finally clean away traces of my high school self. 


Actually, I take it back. I miss family + good food + AC. And a double bed. And a garden. And a pantry. And a stove. And unlimited internet.

I hear thunder! Shall we... dance in the summer spring rain?

This is probably the most erratically written post I've done so far (I blame sleep-drunkenness). Well done Draco. Well done. 

Mundane Happenings #4

- Property's finally over. Huzzah.

- I hate it when you might be in the middle of eating something (like an avocado) and then the urge to sneeze suddenly just comes. Sometimes I'll be lucky and a tissue will be somewhere nearby but otherwise... Well. Splatter damage is high.

- I consider it an achievement but I wasn't even that desperate for the bathroom after my exam. Yeah, take that bladder!

- It surprised me but there were actually blood oranges in the fruit basket at college. Fresh Agrum, yes please.

- Cram, cram, cram.

- Internet usage is too high! Makes me sad.

Random Snippets On... 7-Eleven-less

O SA, how sad you make me so.


Just why isn't there even one 7-Eleven in this 983,482 square kilometres stretch of space?

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Random Snippets On... Swotvac

The weather's been far too good lately. It's making me feel so happy that I feel almost guilty for being in such a good mood for swotvac.

I'm probably hovering in the false confidence stage at the moment. I'm predicting that the dip in my mood will happen by late Saturday to Sunday. Until then, I'll soak up all the sunny and peaceful swotvac days I can (preferably whilst in Chocolate Tree). 

Mundane Happenings #3

- I have half an excuse for not blogging. Because Google seems to be almost everywhere I turn to on the internet, I can't seem to log into both Blogger and my uni account at the same time. It's a pain to log into my uni email all the time (and also because I've had a lack of impetus to blog) so most of the time I can't be bothered to press 'log out' and re-sign into another Google account just to blog. 


Yeah, somehow that reason didn't assuage my guilt for not blogging in ages. Dammit. 


- Weather is good. Especially those low 20-ish degree days with sunny blue skies and a warm wind. Add Chocolate Tree as an afternoon locale for study inter amicos, and the result is swotvac happiness :)


- Mangoes are my guilty pleasure. So good and yet so expensive. 


- Waxing! I'll admit that I just got up with the intention of waxing my legs after close inspection of said limbs only to find that I have 2 wax strips left. I wish 2 strips were enough to remove my hairy little friends but unfortunately that's not the case. So the world will just have to suffer from my hirsuteness for a while yet. 


- A has been running wild in Europe but is coming back soon. Yay! 


- During swotvac, my sense of fashion (a term I use very loosely) slips and in my books, anything goes. I even plan to wear track pants to my exams if it's cold, and PLC shorts if it's not. I think I practically lived in my rugby jumper during year 12 swotvac (and there's photographic evidence of it). The sad thing is, I wasn't even aware that I had subconsciously started my swotvac fashion trend until it occurred to me a few days ago that I spent more than 20 hours in the same pair of shorts. I swear I'll do my laundry regularly. Trust me.