我被电了 and other tidbits

Yup. I received an electric shock this evening.

Relax! It wasn't from the power point. It was static electricity from my clothes. We learnt about it in primary school, remember? The dry air can cause certain materials to form static more easily than others. It's true. I heard the sparks, and received a number of tiny shocks this evening after I came back from church. And it wasn't only from the clothes. I heard the sparks again when I was tidying my hair. An experience that will never occur in hot, humid Singapore.

It has stopped snowing but it's still -12, -13 Celsius. Either I've been bundled up really well, or I'm just getting used to these frigid temperatures, I'm not too sure. Maybe I was just numb from the cold. I didn't feel the effects too much. It felt almost like the first day I came. Just cold. Nothing more. But the streets were icy. Yes. Icy. I slid a few times while walking back from church. And I wasn't walking too fast. Just my normal, walk-with-direction-and-purpose pace. Luckily I didn't fall. Hurray for balance! What happens if it's really frigid, and I need to jog/run back, so that I can get out of the elements quickly? Wouldn't I really fall then? Or should I freeze, and walk really slow, so that I can steady myself and not fall? What a dilemma. To freeze or to fall on my butt? Which is better?

Speaking of church, I did my good deed for the day. A guy came in not knowing what to do. Being a veteran at this (Hey! I've been here two weeks, ok? I've attended Mass almost every single day, and today's English Mass was my second here, so I know what books I should take. So veteran, can?), I offered him the right books, and told him about the Thursday night meetings, and about the fika on both Thursdays and Sundays after the 1815hrs Mass. (See, who says I'm not proactive, I'm not kind?) In short, I simply extended the kindness showed to me by Cameron (The Australian, who's returning home on Tuesday) to a fellow lost sheep. Too bad he didn't reciprocate by attending the fika and to meet the rest of the students. Some persons are just too comfortable. Since he has his fellow countrymen here with him, he doesn't feel the need to get to know more people. Oh well, it's his loss. What's the point of coming for an exchange, if you stick to the same people you came with? Like that might as well stay at home.

It's really an international bunch of people here. Hungry, Bulgaria, Germany, Poland, New Zealand, Australia, England, Italy, United States of America, and of course, the little red dot. The bad part? I'm the only asian, so it feels kind of odd, standing out like that. Plus my asian upbringing makes me less out-going, less vocal than the rest of them. Yes, I blame it on my asian upbringing. True what. Must respect teachers, elders. Cannot talk back. Cannot speak unless spoken to. Things are changing, but that was how I was brought up. Wrong meh? Yah lah. Partly me also lah.

I think I've lost weight. It has only been two weeks but I think I lost weight. Shoot, that makes my target of hitting 50 more difficult now. More bread, more carbohydrates?