Airports and Carpets.

Adventure Entry 1

Currently awaiting my next plane flight to Hong Kong and I've decided to start this little thing I've termed my Adventure-Entries.
But so far, this holiday has been relatively lacking in adventure.
May be considered a blessing though, no mishaps and no attempts to smuggle a pocketknife or any liquids onto the plane.

After only an hour sleep in Perth, and being rushed into a taxi to leave for the airport, my family and I were ushered into a plane.

As usual, I did not enjoy flying.
Although my favourite movie was on.
The movie that details our "Flight Path" including how long till we reach our destination and the amount of kilometres left so said destination.
I like counting down the minutes and kilometres.

Nevertheless, I was still able to doze off a couple times and wake up with blinding neck pains.
Though I would like to apologize to the man sitting to my right who's shoulder I think I dozed off on.
Also, suprisingly cold on the plane.
And I'm happy I have quite a short stature so I don't feel so crammed into the plane seats.

Well, a very uneventful last couple hours.
Me attempting to deal with my phobia of airports and planes, probably related to my claustrophobia.


Quick Review on Singapore Changi Airport

Of course, just like everyone says, it is a nice airport.
I generally don't like airports though.
I don't like the feeling of waiting. I find it uncomfortable and disconcerting.
And the airport carpet is different to what I remember.
I remembered it being a deep blue, though now its patterned green?
Hard to describe.
Come see for yourself, I suppose.

Ok.
Off to kill some time.
Either continue playing on my laptop, or off to quench my thirst and rumbling stomach.
I might take the second option.


Signing off, GenerallyJen.


Jennifun fact:
It amused me how many kids are on leashes these days.
Saw an adorable little girl with a monkey backpack of which the moneky's tail was a leash, that was tethered to her Mum.
Although, it may be fair enough.
Once the backpack was removed, the little girl sprinted down the airport terminal leaving her mother with a multitude of bags and another child.
Someone did come to her rescue though, and it was back on with the Monkey Backpack.

Greetings and Farewells.

What is this lately?


Suddenly I've had a sudden decrease or hole that's opened up in my social life?
And as a result, I've turned to this blog to fill the void?

Not quite.
I have simply been having an overload of thoughts and musings that I find I must detail onto this intensely thought-provoking blog.
A blog that represents the chaos and clutter that is my mind.
As I have said.
The over-full storage room jampacked with cardboard boxes which is my mindscape.


The purpose of this post is that it features my turbulent thoughts as I await the final hours I have in Perth.
This will be my final post from the confines of my home as I soon depart, in a few hours, on an adventure that brings me across the globe.
Actually, that's not quite true.
I'm simply going to China and Hong Kong, with a transit in Singapore.
Not nearly as romantic as an adventure around the world.
Excuse me while I jot that down on my Things to do List, right after World Domination.
"Romantic jaunt around the world on a ship as large as the Titanic, making sure to steer clear of any Arctic circles"

So. Farewell Perth.
And greetings Singapore and then Hong Kong.

Don't disappoint.
Although I will only be comparing you cities to Perth.
So I'm sure you will fall short, as Perth is most definitely the city to be.
The city of the Now; who welcomes all it's International Stars with smiles of reverence obvious from our reaction to Britney Spears.
What a wonderful image to send the rest of the world.

Nonetheless.
As the clock continues to count down, it is suddenly brought to my attention that I'm not quite packed yet for my adventure.
I might be off to do some of that now.


Farewell Perth and I may miss you.
Embarrassing that may be, but I may do so.
Miss this wonderful, wonderful city that has brought me up and has lead to such treasured memories.

I'm unsure of whether that statement was overly sentimental, or extremely sarcastic.
Take your pick, kids.
I'm sure the decision is life-changing.



Signing off, GenerallyJen.


Jennifun Fact:
I will be posting a Travel Journal.
And you kids there in the back, quiet with the cheering.
I will write up my posts offline and then when I find the ever-elusive Internet connection, I will post those tiny snippets, momentos, whatever you will, for all those out there in the big nothingness to cherish.

Expectations and Disappointment

I'm back yet again my loyal readers.
Or may I simply call you "figments of my overactive imagination".

Quick life update on the hustle and bustle that is of course, my social life.
Again, cue sarcasm.

Main item on my mind.

The countdown has begun.
It's now almost the end of 2009 which brings us one more year closer to 2012.

No. Not really.
My countdown is in reference to my little Hong Kong and China trip.
I've been flirting with the idea of an online travel diary or quick holiday updates, though apparently, there is little internet access where I am going.
Exactly. What is this. 2009, 2008 or 2000-n-late.
Though I have been considering writing up entries and simply posting them when I find myself in an area with internet access.
You might find me cowering in a 24hrs MacDonalds in Hong Kong leeching off their free Wi-Fi.
We will see.

At this moment, I'm still indecisive on whether I'm excited or dreading the trip.
A change of scenery will be nice. But a change of scenery to a scene of nature commentated in Cantonese.
I'm not quite sure.
I'm very lacking in the understanding Cantonese department.
If only they ran these tours in Latin. My knowledge of which, possibly far exceeds the average person.
Though I blame Harry Potter.
And words such as Expelliarmus and Levicorpus may not arise in such everyday language.


So I'd like to extend my extreme thanks for those enduring that excrutiatingly painful segment of my rants and babblings.
The babblings which involve such nonsensical topics that even I'm not quite sure are about.
Possibly involving the end of the world and Harry Potter.

Onto the ever-cliche and possible emo-tional topic of Expectations and Disappointment.

This will be my attempt of keeping this post relatively brief.

I think, pardon the use of the overused phrase, that;
High expectations simply leads to heightened feelings of disappointment.
Though I agree with this is in relation to people, not including yourself.

Have little expectations of people and you're bound not to be be disappointed.
But.
For yourself, have extremely high expectations and push yourself to succeed.

Disappointment is not a nice feeling, so it's simply easier to avoid it using this quick and easy theory.
And people suck.
Without exception.
So people other than yourself will always fall short, so simply care a little less or lower your expectations.

Expectations of yourself should always remain high.
Push yourself to your true potential and beyond in order to be the best you can be.
How inspirational.
Take note of that in your little book of "Inspirational Quotes".

Keeping it brief.

I'm now signing off.


Signing off, GenerallyJen.

Jennifun Fact:
I received the Swine Flu Vaccine today.
Apparently, it becomes effective 2 weeks after the injection.
And I return in 2 weeks.
What is the point?

Just for funsies I guess.

Perception and Degrees

Joy, jubilation, and all other celebratory words.


I think it has been one week since my last post.
...And then I found $50.


Something I recently learned.
Telling a pointless story, and ending with the phrase "And then I found 50 dollars!"
It's bound to cause some kind of excitement from your listeners if you find your pointless story, rather bland and dry.

Exactly.
So it goes well with my utterly pointless statement "I think it has been one week since my last post"
Of course it's been roughly one week, you kids can read the date of my updates.
Why on earth would I need to acknowledge it.

Also, something that has been brought to my attention, the amount of banter that I apparently take part in.
I'd like to apologize if it's tiresome.
I simply find it difficult to stimulate my thoughts without these pre-banter preparations.


Quick note.
I've pushed myself to write this blog, so excuse the possible lack of structure and flow this post may have.
Because you do know, how all my posts are so gramatically correct, logically sound and flow so nicely from one thought pattern to another.
As a result, this post may deviate from the astoundingly high-standards of my other posts.


Regardless.
Onto the topic that you, there in the audience, have patiently waited a week for with bated breath.


Perception and degrees.


At first, perception may seem something so easily defined and understandable.


However, as I wander to the trusty dictionary, I find it harder and harder to distinguish its clear meaning.

And that the word itself, can be interpreted in a possible variety of ways.


For me, as average I may be, the word is associated with how a topic is perceived, and how we, as unique individuals judge the topic in accordance to our personal attitudes, values and beliefs.


Everything depends on perception.
And perception of everything is so endless and undefinable.

I think this is what interests me.
How the perception of one thing, can be so extremely different depending on the individual.

For example, something I find immoral.
Someone may find acceptable or possibly even admirable.
Depending on their own personal aspects.
The aspects that make them who they are and what sets them apart from the rest of us.

The individuality of each person should be recognized by each of us.

And we should understand we are not a faceless member of the crowd.
But we are all someone with our own special story, and particular background.

We shouldn't forget that every single person has their own back story, and that of course;
Apologies for how cliche this may sound.
We are not the centre of everyone's universe.
We may be the centre of our universe.
But we are not the centre of others.
And that everyone's universe is unique and everchanging.

Degrees is related to perception.

How something can be pushed from one extreme to another.
Something involving steps, stages, connected along a line.

Similar to how everything depends on perception.
Everything depends on degrees.
We may respond to particular issues, events, anything in similar ways.
But most definitely, we will respond to them in differring degrees.


The more I attempt to consider these topics, the more I realize how lost I am in regards to these issues.
I don't know about degrees or perception.
I'm simply waffling on and attempting to join my thoughts in a semi-coherent manner.

I know what I perceive.
I know to what degree I respond to a particular issue.

But I find it difficult to comprehend the nature of perception and in particular, degrees.

That will be my attempt of the night.
Regarding this, suprisingly difficult topic of: Perception and Degrees.

Though something that I find particularly fascinating is Uniqueness and Individuality.
How sometimes we forget that each person we know, is not just a member that plays either a small or large role in our life.
But we are also players in their life.
And that they are the centre of their own particular universe.
While we orbit around their lives, and we are simply accessories that come and go.

Quite a vague and ambiguous post.
And quite lacking in my usual sharp sarcastic bite.
Next time though.
I'll try not to disappoint.


Signing off, GenerallyJen.


Jennifun Fact:
Simply entertaining the thought that;
Are we born evil and do we simply do good deeds for the quick second of satsifaction that the deeds brings, in an attempt to deny and suppress our true nature.
Or are we all, essentially, good people that trip up and make the occassional mistake, whether it be big or small.

Or even, humanity as a whole cannot be placed into one division.
Each invididual is placed into their own division. Evil or Good.

Taking it even further, this reference to Good and Evil.
What is their true definition and that actually, this "evil" and "good" all depends on our perception.
What do you think is good, and what do you think is evil.

It all depends on you.

Categories and Labels

Yes. It is still Wednesday night, or Thursday morning.

And I've decided to grant your wishes of another post.
Because of course, that is what my many, many readers are wishing.
And that's not a typo. I did mean to type 'many' twice.
Simply to emphasize my thoughts on the numbers of readers I have.

Numerous.
Obviously.

Hm. I should include a metaphorical bowl to catch all that sarcasm.
It was absolutely soaked and dripping with it.

Anyways.

Onto today's topic.


The much overused topic of Categories and Labels.


When I think of "categories", I conjure up an image of what my mindscape may sometimes look like.

A mini-Jen is desperately trying to order the things in her life into these cardboard boxes that are unstably balanced on top of each other.

Oddly enough, this room is a storage room absolutely jam-packed with boxes and other random objects.
I've come across a gumball and a computer mouse and carelessly tossed those into one of the already too-full boxes.

Though I do wonder why my mindscape is of a storage room, and why it's not a meadow of giant sunflowers and purple tulips just like the movies.

Nevertheless, back onto the topic.

I'm sure we all do this. Categorize that is.

For example, we categorize all aspects of our life:
Social life. Work life. Study life. Secret-undercover-agent life.
The usual of course.
We even categorize people. Family, friends.
And not necessarily by those categories.
May even be: People I like. People I love. People who I wouldn't mind never seeing again.

However, this adamant nature of ours, of categorizing things, has this lead to the categorization and generalization of certain groups of people.

And then from this generalization, has this lead to the formation of stereotypes.
That is something to ponder.
Something to ponder on, regardless of the weather.
Sunny or rainy.

Linking this to my priority post, categorizing does not have to involve numbering these categories in order of importance.
Categorizing involves placing these boxes side by side.
And then possibly prioritizing them, though not necessarily.

I think, categories helps in ordering our thoughts.
Giving us some semblance of structure or neatness.


Often, the next step in categorizing is labelling.


Another topic all together.
And more positives and negatives.
Depending on the perspective.

Labelling may involve labelling the cardboard boxes for easier identification.
Or labelling may involve labelling aspects of our life.
In particular people and relationships.

This does lead to some trouble.
Especially since, how difficult is it, to place a label, something that may be less than a twitter post (140 characters), on a human being.
Someone with, not to sound overly sentimental, but someone with so many dimensions and layers.
It probably doesn't feel that great when a simple label, can sum up your entire personality.
Especially if you don't like or agree with the label.

Labelling relationships.
Define "us".
Ah, the need for members of a relationship to define themselves.
It may not even be a romantic relationship.
Yes. We are friends. No, acquaintances?
Is it really necessary?
To have a definition?
We are, what we are.
(How cliche. Obviously, we're not what we're not.)

Leave it be and get on with trying to fix world hunger.
I'm onto that other issue.
The sarcasm-problem.



Signing off, GenerallyJen.



Jennifun fact:
On Scribblenauts, I had God and the Devil battle it out.
God won.
Again I state: If only life was that simple.
That Good always triumphed over Bad.

2012 and My thoughts

It's Wednesday night, or more like Thursday morning and I have all this free time.

So either I spend it doing something productive, possibly atttempting to come up with a solution for the world economy, or write up an entry detailing my ever-so-worthy thoughts that must undeniably contribute to improving society.

Or third choice.
I can come up with a technique that helps sarcasm come across in writing.
Seems like a chore though.
I'll let you kids think I really do consider my thoughts are "ever so worthy".
Treasure them for what they are; pearls of wisdom.

Oh well.
I'll settle for some ramble-time.

A quick Life Update.

Item 1 on my mind: 2012

I went to watch this movie the other day.

This movie does wonders for making one realize how small and insignificant we all are.

So I guess my goal in life, other than world domination, is to make a mark on this world.
If I'm unable to find the fountain of youth or discover the formula for immortality, I have to immortalize myself in another way.
These plans are still in construction-stage though.

The movie also made me realize how little time I have left to raise 2billion dollars in order to score a ticket on one of the ships.

Onto a movie review.

Movie review:
Great movie. Very commercial.
Made me feel a little guilty though when I watched the little people falling into the chasms of lava and I wasn't quite able to muster up some feelings of remorse.
I blame all the special effects of mass-death for rendering me densensitized.
Thanks.

My thoughts on the movie.
As I walked out the cinema, I asked myself a question.
A question, most probably not even thought of by anyone who watched the movie.
(Quick note: maybe I should have come up with a method of improving the identification of sarcasm in writing)

What if.
What if the world was going to end in 2012.
That's only in 3 years and I'd have barely been out of university.
I most certainly would not have attained a position of "billionare" nor am I among the word's elite who are members of the perfect gene pool.
I will most probably be one of the nameless faces falling to my doom into a chasm.

Or I should come up with a plan, or a device that will help me locate John Cusack when the time comes.



Signing off, GenerallyJen.


Jennifun fact:
Something I noticed in 2012.
There was absolutely no mention of Australia at all.
Guess we're not that important if we're not featured in a movie about the end of the world.

Priorites and Competition

With the exams lately, I've noticed mine, and everyone's need for priorities.
Priorities help us order our lives and complete the most important tasks first, while the less important tasks have to wait.
In regards to exams, I think priorities are necessary.
However, in regard to people, should we priorities the people in our life or should we even be bothered by where we stand or sit on other people's priority-list.
This brings into consideration - competition.

We love being first.
This is evident in our love for sporting events such as running and swimming.
In the past running fast may have improved our survival chances, but now, running fast is not quite related to Darwin's Survival of the Fittest theory.
Although we still insist on hosting events awarding individuals that can run, swim, cycle, drive and any other mode of transport - the fastest.

In life, competition is always present, even in relationships.
Often each member of the relationship insists on being the most important person/aspect in the other person's life.
Is this really necessary?
It must be programmed into us that we need to be Number 1 and be the first priority and to continue pushing until we are.

Being the most important person/aspect in someone else's life must do wonders to one's ego though.
Perhaps those with a lack of self-worth, strive to assert this worth, not in accordance to themselves, but in accordance to others.
eg. "I'm worth more if people think I'm worth more."
"I'm important if people think I am"
I think this is ridiculous.
You're worth what you think you're worth.
Don't be caught up in whether you're number 1 in a person's life or whereabouts you sit on their priority list.

1. Think you're awesome.
2. Know you're awesome.
3. Be awesome.
4. People will think you're awesome.
As I said a while ago - self-confidence and being comfortable with yourself is attractive.

Also, just realized, this sounds a little like a self-help entry.
Oops.
They're just my innane ramblings on things that have been on my mind lately.
Focus less on being important in someone else's life.
Focus more on being important in your own life and enjoy life.

Hope you've enjoyed my ramblings.



Signing off, Generally Jen.

Also:
Jennifun Fact: My latest obsession: Scribblenauts on Nintendo DSi.
If only life was that easy - Simply draw an item into existence.
What I wouldn't give for a pair of Givenchy boots or Lanvin heels.
The list is never-ending.

Life update - Trial 1

Ah, apologies for the long sabbatical.
I've been busy with exams and the such.
When will I learn it's much more difficult to cram an entire unit's worth of information into one night, than it is to learn the material over an entire semester.
Maybe it comes with maturity.
In that case though, I may never learn.

I'm trialling a life update.
Little things that are happening in my life that are on my mind.

So - here we go.

Quick life update -
It's now holiday-time!
And I can finally catch up with my hobbies and the like that I've pushed aside in order to concentrate/catch up with my studies.
Also thinking I should set some goals and make lists of the activities and things I'd like to accomplish this holidays.

Items on my mind.

Item 1: Skydiving!

Hopefully going sometime soon.
So excited that I've been having recurring dreams of falling out of planes.
Rather than being afraid, I'm incredibly excited.
There's something so stomach-churning (in a good way) about free falling from 14,000ft.
I'm getting sick with anticipation.
Adrenaline is so undeniably addictive.

Item 2 on my mind: China and Hong Kong.

Going away to China and Hong Kong with family.
I've already armed myself with a Nintendo DSi and a more portable laptop to deal with the possible boredom that comes with going on a tour that will be entirely in Cantonese and the occasional Mandarin translation.
So, already planning on blog-updates and twitter-updates of my thoughts as I traipse around both China and Hong Kong.
Not looking forward to: Possible organ smugglers. I'm quite attached to all my organs and I'd like them to stay where they are. Call me selfish but I like having 2 kidneys.
Looking forward to: Dimsum in Hong Kong. The birth-place of Dim Sum is Hong Kong (I think) and I'm so veryvery excited about it. I already love the Dim Sum in Perth, how am I going to deal with the awesome-ness that is Dim Sum in Hong Kong.

Those are the 2 main items on my mind.
And that's my first attempt at a Quick Life Update.


Signing off, Generally Jennifer.

Jennifun Fact: Latest fashion-craze in Perth: Reversible sequins. While I was window-shopping in our bustling-City Central on Hay St and Murray St, I must have seen sequins on everything.
Shoes, Dresses, Blazers, Skirts, Tops. Everything.
The same could be said with floral-prints. Though I'm a bit more lenient with florals. It must be the warm weather that's been persuading me.