It’s mailers like this sitting in my inbox that make me the way I am, i’m telling you.
Well, if there’s only one thing that I can be sure of during my birthday, that would be all the discounts I get. I’m not complaining. :)
I'm going to be making that move really soon, would really appreciate it, if you could just drop me an email so that I can pass the new blog address to you.
I'm in the midst of setting up a new space for my thoughts. I've had quite a few problems with blogspot, and have seen the other side, so to speak, so am in the midst of doing a crossover. Besides that, the important thing being that I'm just about entering a different phase and think the move will do good. Once that's done, I'll reveal the new address. Till then, do pardon the lack of updates:)
Here’s to one of the bravest women I know. Who left her all her familiar things, Family and friends, And went on to discover another country, and life with the person she loves most.
Here’s a cheer to that strong woman, who's facing all the tiny hurdles in life. Just so that she knows, she can do it. Just so that she knows, she's going to be even stronger than she can ever imagine.
Here’s a big hug to that woman, the warmest, cuddliest one that can be given Just so that she’ll know, that at least one person out there feels her pain, and shares her joys, when she feels it.
Some people should just compile all their diary entries and release it as "The Diary of a Loser". They are making a mockery out of themselves and they don't even realise it. Worst part is, they think they are cool.
Hmm. Strong words.
But spot on, dear. Spot on.
p.s I've been wondering why don't these people actually get on with their lives. Ah, as i've realised, they don't really have lives. That's why. Problem solved. Poor things I tell you. I pity you.
I'm severely lacking sleep, other than that I'm ok, ( and geared up for today. lol. )I've so far only celebrated 1 Valentine's day, and that was special for reasons taht hold out on its own.Hmm.
Have a good Valentine's Day ( both the swinging singles and the lovey dovey couples ) and I'll be back tomorrow. Toodle-doo!
Update: Just found this on the net. Amazing don't you think? Oprah once mentioned on her show that if everyone had 10 people to look aftre them, they will look fab too.
The average age for teenage girls to have destructive eating behaviours is 15.
One of the rare companies out there which has the consumers’ welfare on its mind, Dove, has launched a campaign to address certain issues which are plaguing the women of today.
Thin, fair, cellulite-free, no wrinkles, high cheekbones, double eyelids. The list goes on. The standards are high, not to mention, unrealistic. But we can’t deny that they exist. We have been socialised to believe that that is beauty. ( Of course, the concept of beauty changes from time to time, we wouldn't be thinking now that we want to look like Greek paintings of women. ) The lack of certain features, or in some cases, addition of unwanted features, is a cause for worry among many women nowadays. I’m sure that all of us, at some point in time, would have contemplated altering a certain part of your body ( I know I have ), and the sad part about it is that, one can never be fully satisfied with how they look.
It doesn’t help that with the increasing accessibility of plastic surgeons ( both local and abroad, I’ve read of plastic surgery getaways, much like the spa packages offered by some tour agencies! ) and the pervasive images of women who have gone under the knife and survived, more and more women are giving some serious thought to that boob/nose job.
The appalling thing being that more and more teens are contemplating plastic surgery. The need to belong, to fit in with peers has just transcended levels to now being a more perverse need to wanting to look “perfect”.
When I was in my teens, I wanted to be taller. I did all sorts of things, just so that my bones will grow more. Then I read about some surgery that was popular in China, where they insert metal plates into your leg bones to increase bone growth. I thought about it for a good five minutes, and then decided that it was not worth it. ( I chickened out on the surgery bit, too much pain and gore ) But I’m not so sure that tactic works nowadays.
At the end of the day, whether you decide to go under the knife or not, you need to love yourself. Cuz’ no one’s going to love you, unless you start by loving you first.
In a place when English R n B, hip hop and rap is omnipresent, I was quite surprised to hear about Tamil rap. And it is good stuff, I tell you.
I heard a piece from the Vallavan cd, unknowingly, and even linked it up on my blog quite some time back. Only recently, I heard one of their rap pieces in the car and was quite surprised at the quality of the music.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't think SEAsian music is capable of hitting the mark. I warmly welcome any form of creative energy from our region and will try and get my hands on a piece, if I can.
I guess after hearing quite a bit of local music, (and that of good friends too:) )I was not expecting this. I was blown away by their lyrics, eloquence and their ability to maintain a high standard of Tamil (in rap too!) and went down to Little India to get their CD.
I love the entire album, it's really really good. I'm so proud that there is such a thing as Tamil rap, and not just some kuching kurap thingy, but good quality music.
Did a bit of research on them, and apparently Yogi B has been in the music industry since 1996. Coming from the group Poetic Ammo ( my m'sian colleague tells me that they used to be big back home ), he finally broke away to do his own thing.
And he sure did. His signature santhanam and pottu,which he proudly wears, along with his baggy clothes, set him apart. Not to mention his cool American accent.
You really never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view...until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.- Atticus Finch, To kill a Mockingbird
Sometimes, you just have to let things go.
Even when you try. Even when you don't. Even when they pile up. Just coz' you're alone.
You've gotta fight your own fights. You've gotta do it on your own.
On a happier note, Happy 21st Birthday Angel!:)
Have a great day, and year, ahead! Here's to a good time, lots more love and laughter:)
I'm knackered after Thaipusam yesterday and am really glad that everything turned out well. It was a really nice family affair, from the start till the end, and it showed me how in many ways, it still will be in the years to come. The family has increased over just the past 4 years alone and I'm so glad for it. Here are some pictures that I can actually put over the world wide web for everyone to see:) ( especially for nits dearest ) Cheers!
