I have a question.


Why were the previous two hurricanes named after females? Why not Hurricane George, or Hurricane Bill? Why Katrina and Rita? Why named after human names for all that matters?


I wonder how all Katrinas and Ritas in the world are feeling when they read headlines like these:


"Rita Rages Over New Orleans" or "Katrina's Wrath" or "Rita's Fury Unleashed" or "Rita Hammers Texas"


I, for one wouldn't want a hurricane named after me *shakes head*. No siree. Imagine, Hurricane Angie. Lol.


Anyway, I did a little search-a-round, and take a look at these hurricane / cyclone names


But I still don't get it.

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I live for excitement in life. I think I would die of boredom when life becomes too predictable. I have a fair share of great friends but zero tolerance for dullards. I like meeting exciting new people, even if I know that they are unreliable. I can safely say that I've had my fun back in those days of endless parties, drinks, guys, and etc etc. I have an unusually high threshold level for pain. I could even look at the scringe when the doctors were trying to draw blood samples out of me when I was infected with dengue fever. This, of course, does not mean that I thrive on pain.


I studied quite a bit of Psychology back in college. There was this particular sub-topic that of lately,  I realized I could relate myself to.


"Sensation-seeking". This term reflects on a personality trait and it simply means the pursuit of novel, intense and complex sensations and experiences, and the willingness to take risks for the sake of such experience.


Excerpts from my trusty psychology textbook:

Risk-taking is not the main point of sensation-seeking behavior; it is merely the price such people pay for certain kinds of activities that satisfy their need for novelty, change and excitement. In fact, many of the things that high sensation-seekers do are not at all risky. They enjoy high-intensity rock music, view sex and horror films, travel to exotic places, and party without drugs.

Sensation-seeking can also extend to the physical, involving unusual or extreme sports such as skydiving, hang gliding, scuba diving, auto racing, rock climbing and whitewater kayaking. An interest in participating in such sports describes one subcategory of sensation-seeking: thrill- and adventure-seeking.

Me and my weird dreams struck again. This time, my family and I were at this restaurant, indulging ourselves in a dinner buffet. The buffet sucked so bad. Limited choices, uncooked live crabs, vege dishes in almost all the serving pans. What the hell??? Live crabs? What, are we supposed to cook them? And then I remembered I got all fired up when we had to pay RM150 per person. I got extremely mad, quarrelled with the lady boss, complained about the food quality and the fact that it cost RM150 per person for crap food.


So yeah, that was a hell of an angst-filled dream. I woke up this morning, feeling so angry :)


And speaking of food, man I feel so deprived now. Especially now that I can't smell nor can I taste. I feel so paralyzed. For the record, I've lost my senses for the third day now. Common sense still is very much intact, thank goodness. I have so given up on food now. Why eat when you can't taste anything? Tantalize the tastebuds, they say, hah, I can forget that for now.


Say, do you think an old favorite friend "Rum and Raisin Ice Cream" can assist in bringing those senses back?

Last night's party was all about good fun and crazy people. In all honesty, despite all the noise, laughter, DIY drinks and smiles, I found myself missing a friend. Very much that is.


Spoke to a female friend during the party last night. She was sitting beside me, sipping her drink and keeping quiet - deep in thoughts. We exchanged stories. I don't know which scenario is worse here.

• Her, feeling depressed over this guy whom she has had a non-committed 2 yr relationship with, who is getting married soon. So she was having mixed feelings of frustration and sadness. But they still get to see each other by the way.
  

• Or me, having to say goodbye to a friend whom I will miss dearly when he goes back to his homeland. Turns out that this friend of mine is declining the extended contract agreement. He was supposed to be back for only a month and then hit back to Malaysia in November. He refused the offer as his mum was in surgery recently so I guess it is only right that he spends more time with her.

Will he be coming back? We will know in December. And if he doesn't, I guess we won't be seeing each other anymore.

Walked into the elevator up to my apartment, and as usual, hit on the floor button indicator. I pressed '4'.


Walking towards my apartment, I searched and took out the housekeys. Noticed the padlock was slightly different. Strange. But then again, perhaps I was dreaming. Searched for the right key and tried inserting it in. It wouldn't go in! Tried jamming it in again, still it wouldn't fit in. "This is odd," I thought.


Felt like kicking myself when I looked up the address number above the door. I-4-5! When I actually live in I-7-5. Stoopid me pressed '4' when I was supposed to hit '7'.


Then a guy came to the door, (quite cute actually) and...  "Yes, can I help you?"

For some reasons my brother and I needed to swap cars for the next couple of weeks. I don't like it one bit.


Reasons:

1. His gf loves making him little cute stuff which he OBEDIANTLY displays them in the car. Like this,  'ABC luv XYZ' with a heart-shaped tiny soft thingy in the middle, hanging down cheekily from the mirror a.k.a vanity mirror. And there's another heart-shaped thingy hanging at the wiper indicator with imprints of  "You Are Special". I am constantly suffocating in that car!
2. Fuel-injection car. So, the pick-up is slower than my car. Can no longer overtake morons with confidence and smugness.
3. His car body  is longer than my Satria. Will have slight trouble doing parking.
4. His passenger seat squeaks everytime there's someone on it.
5. I miss my car.

Post-Wedding Report:

1. Chicks outnumbered hunks.
2. Food was just ok.
3. Backdrop and deco - could have done better but then again, the wedding wasn't mine :P
4. Unexpectedly saw an ex-flame with his wife. Still looked as handsome as ever.
5. Tons of efficient waiters who were so eager to replenish your glasses of  Red Wine. Kudos to that!

Good week ahead people while I detoxify traces of any form of sustance abuse from last night's wedding. *uwrgh*

Saw an article which caught my eye in The Sunday Star today. Page 37 - Sci-Tech.

'Forensic TV shows help crooks escape'

Deliberate (as opposed to Random) - Make decisions carefully. Is aware of and weighs consequences. Takes time to think things through.

Gentle (as opposed to Brutal) - Kind. Considerate. Less selfish than average. Cares about the happiness of nearby people.

Wants Love (as opposed to Sex) - Love is the subject's primary motivation.

Master (as opposed to Dreamer) - Seasoned. Refined. Possessing perspective and thorough knowledge.

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Appreciated for your kindness and envied for all your experience, you are The Maid of Honor.

    Charismatic, affectionate, and terrific in relationships, you are what many guys would call a "perfect catch"--and you probably have many admirers, each wishing to capture your long-term love. You're careful, extra careful, because the last thing you want is to hurt anyone. Especially some poor boy whose only crime was liking you.

Your exact opposite: Half-cocked Random Brutal Sex Dreamer

    We've deduced you're fully capable of a dirty fling, but you do feel that post-coital attachment after hooking up. So, conscientious person that you are, you do your best to reserve physical affection for those you respect...so you can respect yourself.

    Your biggest negative is the byproduct of your careful nature: indecision. You're just as slow rejecting someone as you are accepting them.


ALWAYS AVOID: The False Messiah, The 5-Night Stand, The Vapor Trail, The Bachelor

CONSIDER: The Gentleman, someone just like you.

 

Want to take it too? Pssst.. *shhh, do not let this out in the open. I somehow am curious to know what will Perfectly Flawed's results be.

I have been recently introduced to another addiction.


This addication has caused severe lack of sleep. Sleeping time has been greatly altered to between 2+ - 3-ish am - last night sleep time was 3.30am. Latest addiction has also caused great anticipation in wanting for more. And more. And more. AND MORE.


Even took time to indulge in latest addiction for 20 min while having breakfast at home this morning. Just can't seem to get enough of it.


Not sure any of you who have been infected by it yet. But if not, I strongly recommend you get a dose of it.


INFECT ME QUICK!