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Monday, 23 November 2009
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Currently
Miles Away
By Madonna
see relatedBlah Blah Blah...
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note blog with 25 random facts, habits, goals, or things about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.
1) FACT: This is one of those tagged posts...
2) HABIT: I've started writing everyday.
3) GOAL: I want to become a famous author.
4) I'm currently obsessed with the song 'Miles away' by Madonna and 'Party in the USA' by Miley Cyrus.
5) FACT: I'm a girl.
6) HABIT: I visit Xanga everyday.
7) GOAL: Become a great person.
8) I want to watch Transformers - Revenge of the fallen as soon as possible.
9) FACT: I have three close friends..
10) HABIT: I talk to myself very often.
11) GOAL: Stay away from negative people.
12) I like Black tea.
13) FACT: I don't have a best friend.
14) HABIT: I spend at least an hour of solitude everyday.
15) GOAL: Get good marks in my boards.
16) I love Black and Baby blue.
17) FACT: I've lost about 10 kgs of weight since January.
18) HABIT: I used to call people often to stay in touch.
19) GOAL: Buy a BMW 7 series car.
20) My crushes usually last from 5 minutes to a day.
21) FACT: I've cut down significantly on my phone calls. However I do call back if someone's called me.
22) HABIT: I like wearing my hair messy.
23) GOAL: Travel the world and learn 3 new languages.
25) I dislike people who keep visiting my blog and but leave no comments.
Saturday, 10 October 2009
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Currently
Rapture Taste So Sweet
By Iio
see relatedThe fat chick
Oh well, I finally took out some time to blog after I came back from Malaysia. The trip was great, but the people I went with (my maternal cousins) were...well... not. Certain things really got me thinking. Out there, in Kuala Lumpur, we saw an overweight girl wearing a knee - length denim skirt with a skin - tight top. Looking at her, my second cousin S (who's a year older than me) immediately sneered and said, "Look at these fat chicks... wearing just anything!" My other cousin, let's call her C laughed in agreement. I was disgusted. I mean, there is this nice, happy, 'big' girl who is having fun with her friends, who is having fun dressing the way she wants to and there are these losers commenting on her appearance and dressing - what the hell?! Furthermore, the entire trip taught me how judgmental people can be on trivial matters such as appearance. C's son (yeah she has a son and a daughter) T who's 14 never missed an opportunity to say how fat or 'ugly' someone was. And at night, when I asked S and T how they could pass such comments, they immediately responded, "We were just joking. It's not like we're going up to that person and saying stuff. And besides, you called that Genting guy 'ugly' too!" Okay, so there was this creepy asshole who kept on following me in Genting and abused T for no reason. Now, I only call someone ugly when I'm talking about the person's inner beauty. I don't comment on people's looks because frankly, I don't think it's any of my business to see how someone dresses or talks. Looks are not in one's hands - they are something given by god. So why comment in a negative way? I couldn't find anything humorous in T and S's 'jokes'. If laughing at a crooked nose is your idea of humour and fun, then count me out.
I was horrified when A - another second cousin aged 6 - slapped my calves and said how 'fat' and 'big' they were! This kid was sure brought up that way. His mom (who is stick slim), right now pregnant with her second baby did not pose for pictures just because she doesn't like her baby bump sticking out! Uhh...
I chose a sweatshirt they tagged as old fashioned. "Well this could work in your city you know... it's pretty small." I coolly responded, "There are two types of folks in this world - those who follow fashion, and those who create it. I make, you follow. And oh, by the way, those gladiator heels you are scrounging the mall for... They've been nominated among the worst fashion trends of the decade and yeah, my friends already dumped them." Ouch! That bit their tongues! Needless to say, I bought that sweat, wore it and even got some compliments!
Forget about beefy or slim, old fashioned or trendy, they even comment on skin tones. S, T and others have fair skin tones and I basically could be called a 'dusky beauty'. So basically my skin tone was sort of looked down upon in the most subtle ways possible. For example, when we were at the beach, we got tanned. Now, I'm already wheatish cum dusky, so when T and C were whining about 'how they got dark' and pulling up their sleeves to compare their original tones with the tanned skin, I joked, "Well I don't have to worry much - I'm naturally tanned! I love my colour!" They gave me an 'ehh' look. I can imagine what they'd say behind my back. So I'm not fair and nor am I stick slim - so am I supposed to be crying about it? No. I'll never take their opinions seriously because you know what? It really doesn't matter! We all are gorgeous in some or the other way! Some of us have great hair, some have great skin, some have a lovely smile and some eyes seem to trap you in their gaze! We are gorgeous people! And 99% of us are beautiful too! We all - deep down - are good human beings, and just because we don't have the 'perfect' legs, we shouldn't start to think we're 'ugly'. Ugly is a person who is vindictive. I'd rather be a jolly, chunky babe than be a jealous, obsessed slim girl. Just because some loser comes up to you and says your nose is 'ugly' or your smile is 'too toothy' it doesn't mean you're not beautiful. It just means one thing - that person is extremely shallow. I love people who are beautiful because external beauty won't last for long. And I'll tell you something about T's appearance - Covered with blackheads and pimples, his crooked teeth make him ugly because he shows them when he laughs at a 'fat' girl. It's not his appearance, it's his nature that makes him unattractive. Tell me, how can you take the view of such people seriously when they haven't seen their own faces in the mirror? I've been a chunky girl and my slim cousins always made fun of my body (but they meant well - they aren't bad people). This hurt my self esteem bad and it's me who knows how hard I worked to get it back. I exercised, lost 11 lbs and now they're like - wow! Your body is so curvy! We're so jealous!!! Right. I'm dusky, I'm curvy, I don't have a celebrity smile - but that's me! I love me! My confidence makes me who I am! My heart goes out to all those 'fat chicks' on the block who wear what they want to and walk with their head held high. They're beautiful! And so are you! So all those judgmental idiots - shut up! We don't care about what you think of our hair of legs. We don't want to know whether we're hot or not. We haven't asked whether we're trendy or not. We know we're gorgeous. And that's how it rolls. How about you? Do you think you are ugly? Do you think I'm making a big deal out of nothing?
Friday, 25 September 2009
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Back with a bang!
Hey guys! I'm so so soooo sorry I couldn't comment on your posts for the past few days.... I'd gone for a trip to Malaysia which turned out to be superb!!! Details in my later posts... how have you all been?
Tuesday, 01 September 2009
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Currently
Fragile Live
By Sting
see relatedMy Religion
So one of my xanga friends challenged me (and her other friends) a while ago to blog about our religion and religious posts. Here's what I want to say:
There are numerous religions followed all around the world - Christianity, Judaism, Zoroastrianism, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism and what not! Each of them has its very own theories about god and the path to eternal peace. Each of them talks about an entity that controls the way things work in the universe, an entity that makes those beautiful flowers bloom in Spring, an entity that quenches the earth's thirst by pouring rains, an entity that maintains the deserts and the valleys, an entity that withers those leaves on the arrival of the old man called Autumn... An entity because of whom you and I breathe, because of who we live - an entity they call 'God'. Now I don't know whether god exists or not. So I'm obviously very sceptical about the existence of places like Heaven and Hell. I cannot follow religious rituals and theories blindly - I just can't. So am I an atheist? No. I ended one of my previous blog posts with this line - 'Temples aren't rare; but faith is.' Deep down, I do believe in the presence of some superior power, it's just that I refuse to believe in any concrete theory about it. I refuse to worship those idols in temples; I refuse to accept the words of renowned sages as the truth. My lamp of faith has its own light and it doesn't need those 'words of truth' to survive. I'll let it flicker.
But irrespective of the various religious and spiritual paths we follow, there is one religion we all follow, one thread that unites us all - Humanity. I write this word in most forms I fill and I mean it. There's no path more holy, no way more peaceful, no idea more convincing. We all go to the church on Sundays, we all pour milk on those marble idols in temples, we all pray. 'God, please give me that beautiful red dress I saw yesterday... Please make mom buy it for me...' 'God I really want to get an A in my Science test...' 'God please don't let mom know that I was the one who got that dent in her new car...' Our wishes never end. There's always some self-interest behind listening to that stiffening two-hour sermon. What happens when our wishes get fulfilled? How many of us try to thank god by some other way besides saying 'Thanks god!' (How many of us even say thanks?) Not many. Have you ever tried to pay attention to that undernourished, scrawny street kid who looks at you with those hungry eyes? What about those thirsty street dogs who never forget to wag their tails when they see you? And that old age home that is in dire need of some care?
The truth is, most of us don't. Helping others is something we 'don't have time' for. I'm not talking about charity. I'm not asking you go and feed those starving African kids spending millions of bucks. Help the new kid in school find her way, carry your aged teacher's bag to the staff room, offer your pudding to others, listen to others, try to understand, smile and make them smile - I'm talking about that. I may not have a million bucks to donate and become the darling of tabloids, but I sure have that sincere desire to help and that's a million bucks. My motto is - Don't shower those statues with milk for the lord doesn't care; make it quench the thirst of the needy and the lord shall bless. A slice of bread is not worth a dime, but for the hungry, it is a meal very sublime. I personally hate visiting temples and places of religious significance. I'd rather spend some time cheering up a gloomy lad. I may not know what is in the bible or what the significance of a particular ritual is. But I do know that I want to help and that there is a lot I can do for it. I may not be a good person. I may be stubborn and haughty at times. But I'm trying to be compassionate and understanding and that really counts. The truth is, I don't need temples or scriptures to tell me what or who god is. I feel his presence around me all the time. I feel his presence inside me all the time. I may not have any knowledge about religion, but I have faith. I have the will to serve anyway I can. And that's my religion - Humanity.
So what are your views about religion? Blog about it and let me know!
Sunday, 23 August 2009
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If you had the power to bring one person back from the dead, who would it be and why?
Mother Teresa or Agatha Christie for sure. Or maybe MJ or Elvis.... They were people who excelled in their feilds... and the world needs Mother Teresa to help save it. I could also bring back my grandmother (who passed away 2 months ago
) cuz I love her a lot and life seems like a hollow tree trunk without her.
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