Dream, dream, dream

Dreaming... of far away things i'll never know if i'll ever see. But that won't stop me from dreaming anyway. Keeping all these just barely contained under my pillow, to be taken out at a later date, and i'll never know whether i'm to keep or throw them out the window. But that's all right... Some dreams do come true... but until then, they'll stay under the pillow.

Really really confirmed over!

Haha, today marks the last presentation of the year! Woo hoo, i'm not sure but i don't think i'll be having any more practices until next year. The time to celebrate is here and i'm fully prepared to enjoy the works to the fullest. Christmas is in a couple of days and woo hoo! Sorry, couldn't resist. WOO HOO!!! Okaylah! I'm all set. Are you?

It's OVER!

Camp is over! Woo hoo!
Okay la, it's not all woohoo. Some of us are having post-camp syndrome, where we wanna have everyone around us still, and feel so alone, especially after spending a week with a whole bunch of jokers. This year's camp was a pretty good one, with expected hiccups, but overall it was really good. I really feel like a bunch of us got much closer and worked well together in the last days heading to the end of camp. An odd bunch but still. It was so good, this bunch decided to stay on an extra night, just for fun. It was great waking up without the worry of whether you're prepared for the day ahead of you or just worrying about anything. Ah oh well...here are some choice pictures from my phone and my sister's phone, don't mind the quality. For more pictures, you can go to this site, that's where i uploaded the pics that i have.

Okay peoples...see ya!
Will be back on the 17th.

Countdown 1 and a half...

Sometimes a girl needs a half...

Hooooo boy...i'm so sapped. Oh by the way, if you guys are free at these given dates, pls try and make it to one of my team's performances yeah?

8 December @ The Weld, KL 2.30pm
13 December @ The Weld, KL 12.45pm
22 December @ The Weld, KL 2.30pm ; @ Subang Parade 5pm

Countdown 4...3...2...

Verse? One
Vamp? None!
Hook? One!

Hurrah! I'm all stinky and all, but this is very satisfying work. Just a couple more lines and i'll be done! Whoopee! Shower and sleep now, hope i remember it tomorrow hahaha!

Countdown 6...5...4...

Verse? One
Vamp? One
Hook? Two!

4 eights down. And in the short time i did these 4 eights, it was revealed that repetition is the key to successfully complete a choreography in a very short time. Muahaha

See?

That wasn't very long. *chuckles* And in a fit of whim, i've decided to re-do some parts, which does make things harder for me but i don't care. I want it to look good. Gah, i'm just worried the campers might find it too hard. *ergh* I find it abit harder than the usual, but i can get it in time, but they only have 4 days to finish learning and sorta perfect it as much as they can.

So as of this hour, i oh-ficcially have one verse, one vamp, and three hooks *which equals 16 eights* to complete by this coming Friday. I'm oh-so-screwed. GOING ON!!!

Fabric Fun

Just some new fabrics that i've found, scraps from IKEA. They were pretty cheap compared to the usual per meter price so i splurged a little. The two bags are some things i busied my active mind with when i'm not choreographing, which is soooo taking a toll on me. Sorta like sapping my creativity, so everytime i start feeling sapped, i inch myself over to my sewing machine and try and inspire myself to keep going. I had some plans but i just couldn't, i just want to finish up this song like ASAP, cos it's kinda holding up my time for anything else. Tomorrow's a full day, no choreo-ing then, so i've got to finish it up by today. So that's all the time i'm letting myself blog. We'll see how long i last before starting to type again HaHA.

Noel...noel...noel...

Happy awaiting Christmas day! This picture looks so yummy, makes me wanna wrap up all the presents *that is if i finish all of them in time* but with all the camp prep, we'll see. I'll probably bring some embroidery with me to camp, for me to work on during rest times or something. So mummy of me, isn't it? Oh well, who says all this crafty stuff is limited to mummies only yes?

Advent Sunday

This morning marks another sale over and done with, almost all the tee shirts sold, leaving two behind, one for me! Gonna get started on some Christmas presents tomoro, mostly handmade again this year. Oh well, it encourages my creativity and keeps the mind active anyway. So look out look out! *humming under breath* "You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, i'm telling you why. Santa Erina is coming to town..."

Love love Tshirt printing

Just some tee shirts made for my mum's WF sale. I found the designs from all over the net. My personal fave is the purple tee with three birds perched on a branch, it's soo cute. Reminds me that i should remember to do my cute owl design again. One for myself. So far almost all the tee shirts i printed have been for other things, not myself. Oh well. Plenty of time for that i guess.
And i really should work on my photography skills. Evidence up there. But... a good camera might help. My dad's point n shoot is really limited. I remember Derek's cam, messing with it, i managed quite a number of good shots, but oh well. Money is not exactly restricting but i just can't bring myself to buy one just yet. We'll see what Christmas brings yes?

Christmas deco isn't Christmas deco...

...without a little red and green.

Random thinking

Sometimes i wish that the body wasn't the body.
Sometimes i wish it was just an amoeba, a single celled living thing.
But even though one cannot be one without two, three etc, i think i can certainly live without the number 4 or 13 or 35 or 69.

For my Printaholics

Here's a peek at the sale... Thanks so much for all your support. *Okay okay, i know la abit the lambat right all the photos but better late than never*

Terpesona dengan Enchanted

I've just been charmed out of my seat by Enchanted. I've fallen under their spell, simply enchanted. This is the kind of movie that i'd gladly pay for to watch dozens and dozens of times -at least until the movie stops showing in the cinemas or until the original dvd comes out, as well as the soundtrack- Probably amounts to as much adoration i had for Wicked the musical.Giselle is so adorable! One look in her big big eyes and you just go awwwwwww, same as the little chipmunk. Rotten Tomatoes gave it a 93% rating so i suppose that's pretty good. It's nice to have finally have a good clean movie -quote friend i watched with- that leaves me smiling all the way home. Enjoy!

Remix1

Pretty hard training for pretty satisfying results. Enjoy!

At the big dinner

Finally it's all over and done with. The big day has come and gone and here are some pictures (minus one of our members and plus a VIP) to remember this very exhilarating day. It was one of our bestest performances ever, which is not saying that we're good, but well, we try. Great job, guys! Lots of training really does the trick.

Update

Just for fun, here's an interesting notice stuck in the toilet of Help UC. Got my new specs today, think it makes me look abit more serious and geeky but my mum preferred me to get this pair cos it's not rimless and it is less likely that i'll break it, yet again.

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I think something is wrong. But i'm not sure. Isn't that one of the worst feelings ever, when you think something is wrong, but you're not exactly sure whether there is something wrong and you're not sure how to go about it? Confusing. Anyway, no more wasting time on things like this. This was a little bat i found just outside my bathroom. Adrian has a theory that he was drunk and on the way home, he just decided to drop la. So cute, wasn't there anymore today so i guess his theory could be right.
Okay, time to go night night, tomorrow's a really long day, and finally the hall rededication dinner is here so once this dinner is over, no more hard training! Woohoo!

Welcome to ANOTHER NIGHT with Erin

Fingers, scratched down to the edge of nail, bloody... CHECK!
Slimy icky feeling... CHECK!
Stink... CHECK!
Suspicious smirk even if someone tells me i'm superbly gorgeous and means it from the bottom of his heart... CHECK!

That means...WELCOME! To "Another Night" with your host, Erin!
Today on "Another Night with Erin", we will be featuring a few interesting topics, such as :
CUE *flashy show* "How do suicidal people commit suicide and WHY?" and *flash flash* "How low can you go : How low will you go before drowning in the deep end of depression?"

We will be discussing these with our special guests on tonight's show, Mr. Moon and Lady Dawn. *Applause*

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Okay enough drama. I squooshed my specs from scratching = RM100 at least. Damn, damn, damn, damn. How i accomplished that is amazing. I scratch myself on bed, bottle falls off cos elbow knocks it off bed, and bottle miraculously lands on table where specs is and SQUOOSH. Ta-dah! Impressive stunts from the deep dark subconscious of Erin.

Yes, i know i'm whining and complaining. But if you were where i am, you'd probably be whining too. It's my party and i'll cry if i want to, cry if i want to.

I'm so tired. Having trouble just staying awake today. I was stretching at practice and i fell asleep. Goodness. And i hate conflicts. Just because i feel strongly about something doesn't mean i'm being argumentative. Sometimes i just wish i could hermit-ify myself.

I recently made the decision to stop dancing until i get better, cos it's been really painful, especially when i sweat, it just stings all the open sores. Sometimes i feel like people don't really believe me, like it's not really that painful, it can't be thaaaaat painful, and it seems like i'm dancing fine at practices. But it's not like you're in my shoes, how would you know? You're not going through what i'm going.

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Comparatively it's been a really good day, found alot of cheap stuff for camp costumes. I finished up a big part of my dance yesterday night WOOHOO! Cos i've been so caught up with so many things i just haven't had any time, i thought i might not be able to finish it by camp.

That's it lah...i can't take anymore. Nighty night.

Tired Tired Tired

Hello all, time for my not so weekly update. I've been thinking. I think i might wanna set up a stall in the amcorp mall flea market. It's Rm20 per day, so i can just sit there on a free saturday and just sell any of my stuff. Need to think about it more though.

The recent fundraiser which concluded today gave me a pretty good urge to do that. It's really too bad we don't have handmade markets, like this one whose tagline is "Because Mall is a four letter word", where people use some park space to set up stall every fortnight. It looked so warm, you know, the whole artsy community, but we don't have so much of that here. We're not very community kind of people, seems like.
The only one i know is the one in Sunway Pyramid which only opens on Sundays i think, and should be more expensive than Amcorp Mall.

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Deviating from the train of thought:
Actually come to think of it, most of the ladies who do the crafty stuff that i do are young mothers/homemakers. Thats cool, but where are all the other young ladies? I feel old. Haha.
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Anyway, i'm thinking of making up more Christmas cards to sell too. Hee hee, who says i have to spend the holidays in a blur. So gonna keep filling my hands with things to do and keep busy, cos an idle mind is likely to be a sinful one.

1 Timothy 5:11 As for younger widows, do not put them on such a list. For when their sensual desires overcome their dedication to Christ, they want to marry.Thus they bring judgment on themselves, because they have broken their first pledge.

Besides, they get into the habit of being idle and going about from house to house. And not only do they become idlers, but also gossips and busybodies, saying things they ought not to.So I counsel younger widows to marry, to have children, to manage their homes and to give the enemy no opportunity for slander.Some have in fact already turned away to follow Satan.

So cheers to keeping busy!

Looks like college life is over for me. Although i'm pretty content to be on holiday, but me thinks this forced holiday isn't so good. I want to finish up these two subjects, but i just can't. Gah. So college is extended until further notice. I don't think i'll ever finish my course. Geez.

Why am i having this forced holiday? Cos my dear friend has returned, actually not returned la, just lay dormant and controlled for a bit, but now she's kinda announcing herself in a pretty loud and painful way. Please pray for me, not for healing. I keep telling myself i don't want that, maybe it'll sink in someday. Pray that i will keep on seeking God's will, help me understand His will and help me be open and humble to submit to it.

Mimic Limerick

There was a professor called Dodd,
Whose name was exceedingly odd;
He spelled, if you please,
His name with three "D's,"
When one was sufficient for God.

An epicure dining at Crewe
Found a very large bug in his stew.
Said the waiter, "Don't shout
And wave it about,
Or the rest will be wanting one too."

There was a young lady from Niger,
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger.
After the ride
She was inside,
And the smile was on the face of the tiger.

There was a young maid from Madras
Who had a magnificent ass;
Not rounded and pink,
As you probably think---
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.

Here's one from a friend:

There once was a girl named Erin
who just couldn't stop smellin'
like a pig in the hay,
but boy, was she gay
so changed her name to Alvin.

Lots of activities since i last posted, the blog currently feels like one of those sign in sign out machines employers have at the office for their employees to mark the exact time they sign in and out.

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Sometimes there are just situations that require the drastic measures that might not make people happy. And sometimes its just a pain to handle. But. I think it was the right thing to do and my conscience is clear. But. Sometimes there is some form of regret when it involves people. But. Toxic things need to be outed. And. This could go on for ages.

Oh well. It's obvious that life goes on and it's so much easier without drama. Unfortunately its not possible to live alone *Gah!* because one is not one without two, three, four, five, and Bittersweet, you are so lame, and contagious.

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Anyway, over the weekend, been struck with a little dance fever. Learnt new things of course, some good that i will keep and the bad which needs to be chucked away. Love Love Love dancing! Lack of practice makes it slightly slower for me to pick up compared to the others who have been consistently going for classes. How disappointing.

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In a recent post, a friend of mine mentioned that good looking people can just smile and get away with anything. Due to some hehe recent people, i think i agree with that theory. And in addition to that theory, i must say sometimes women are just gullible. Including myself. Weak kneed and swooning as they used to do, perhaps i should carry a bottle of vinaigrette around too.

Pride

Got this from somewhere, some pretty accurate descriptions i'm afraid i'm guilty of, a list of some of the sins that pride gives birth to:

Covetousness - because you believe you deserve something more than others.

Ungodly ambition - because you believe that you are most qualified, and the idea of someone else being preferred over you is an insult to your perceived worth.

Boasting - because everyone should know who you are and what you have accomplished.

Contention - because in picking fights you feel a sense of superiority over those who may (or may not) be in error.

Unthankfulness - because you deserve everything you get!

Selfishness - because others do not!

Self-deceit - because it’s easier to believe you are something, when in fact you are nothing.

A judgmental attitude - because you believe the errors of others are much more serious than your own.

Gossip - because you look so much better when telling others how awful someone else is. Mayo said that the proud “endeavor to build their own praise upon the ruins of others’ reputation.”

Complaining - because God should have consulted you before orchestrating the events of your day/life.

Hypocrisy - because you must hide the truth, your own failures, in order to avoid shame and accumulate praise.

My mum reads the blog. Scary. Hahah nah. Nothing to hide, cos i have nothing too personal here. Scary cos she actually knew how to find the site, the old dinosaur. Hah! Read that! Hee hee, sorry ma...

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Anyway, been feeling abit old lately. Like i've just grown out of things, thinking they're such a complete waste of my time; grown to despise confrontation of any kind, i prefer solving problems rather than letting it simmer, which is not easy cos not everyone agrees with me on this. Wondering, "Is it just me?" A bittersweet person puts it down to eternal perspectives. I guess its somewhat true, why should i waste my precious little time on earth being party to petty arguments and more useless words.

You'd think i'd have learnt to be more diplomatic, tactful and sensitive after living 20 years on earth, but i prove myself everyday with silly things that i get myself into. Geehaha. Oh well, everyday i try. Life goes on.

Feminists, pchah!

The problem of women's rights is not going to be solved by fighting for more women's rights. Why did this women's rights movement come about anyway? Cos men were abusing their power as heads of the family, as governing people, as basically MEN. They were not picking up their responsibilities like a real man should and just made life hell for women, some still do. So how does campaigning for more women's rights get us? Lesbians, women who shun marriage and children and passive men. But isn't that stupid? That doesn't solve anything! When there is a weed in your garden, you dont just pull up the stalk, you've got to get the roots as well, right? So as i see it, fighting for more rights isn't gonna get anyone any further in their cause, but hitting the root of the problem would, which is for men to take responsibility as God planned it. Empowerment for women does not come from how much more rights they can ask for, how much more rights they win over, how many more successful women get to the top, how many more women who are living free and at ease from men. Empowerment for women comes from God.

Between the devil and the deep blue sea

Today this rather inspirational gem was exhaled out of my mouth, perhaps by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit. It's with regards to making new friends, where it's always a hassle to get to know someone new, asking the same questions again and having shallow conversations again. So i thought, "You've got to learn to swim in the shallow before you can swim in the deep." I mean come on, think about it, once upon a time with some of your closest friends, you exchanged hellos, whats your names, how old are yous and where do you studys. It's only after those seemingly tedious questions that you can get to the deep down and dirty.

Ok. Entry for the gem over.

Humans complicate things

This is just a random post about random things about random people. And me.

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I have really learnt the value of silence. So far the cost is high, but it's been worth it, weeding out things in my life that i just don't need. I see that some things never change and never will. Can't say i'm really disappointed to know, cos i'd rather know earlier than wait to be stabbed in the back while i'm not looking.

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There's this song by Relient K called Maybe it's Maybelline. It's all about blaming people, cos thats what we all LOOOOVE to do, maybe it's me, maybe its them, oh maybe it's maybelline. Blaming other people, other things, ranting and venting, really doesn't work. That's been so clear to me of late, that in case you haven't noticed, the posts have been rather introspective compared to the many rants of old.

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How do you make a choice? What influences your decision making i wonder? Cos humans, flawed as they are, usually make really STUPID choices. If i didn't know my God, i'd safely say He should be laughing up there in heaven at all of us. We choose the stupidest things, we do the dumbest things, we should all be put on America's Funniest Home videos.

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Lately, i've been using a coffee strainer and a little funnel to channel my friends into my little circle of friendship. Some are just growing too big and fat and ugly and are shoved out by the funnel and whatever else the funnel missed, the strainer gets. Some of these "friendships" are so toxic, they're almost like caffein itself, killing you slowly. I'd just rather have people who are with me for me, not for themselves. Not for me to be your pillar of dependency when it suits you and forget all about me when you are busy, the goodtime friends you know.

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Why are women so reliant on a relationship, on men? That is, if we even meet real "men" in the first place. Why can't we rely on God to provide? Marriage and kids are good gifts that God delights in giving, why would you want test drive every guy that comes along? I wish i had learnt this sooner, but i can only hope everyone else realises this sooner than later.

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Speaking of straining, i haven't only strained friendships but also blog sites. Those with inappropriate articles, nonsensical gossip, nothing that i truly find of use are all gone. Eliminated. If my blog offends you in such a manner as written above, by all means, please get rid of me in your bookmarks. Even some friend's blogs, are just so empty and devoid of true life that i washed them down the toilet bowl. Cos they're just that which needs to be flushed, utter crap.

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About the friends issue again, i really love my friends. Some are so caring and some i just really get and they really get me too. And i care so much about them too. They're some of the best people i know and i know this, cos our friendships have been through fire and become gold. Thanks bittersweet, hobbit, frick, and blursotong. Who says diamonds are a girls best friend when i have all the gold in the world in you guys.

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And that's all folks. End of long and random post. Life goes on.

Silence is golden

I just wonder why people can't just keep quiet. Shut up. Driving me to the edge of annoyance where i'd like to scream. Noise noise noise noise is all i hear. It's like we're so in love with our voices that we can't stop talking. Prudence, people, prudence.

In addition, why does everyone have to have an opinion about everything? No...that's inaccurate. Why does everyone have to EXPRESS their opinion about everything? Oh my goodness, its so aggravating. I also have opinions, a dime a dozen but it's not so likely i express all of them to the general public. Have you no discerning prudence?

Why can't people stop thinking they're right all the time? Cos who are we to think anything that we think is right? Sometimes i wish i were so articulate i could silence everyone. But as it is, i'm not and i only have this minor audience to perform for. At least now you know my opinion, not expressed elsewhere.

Let your yes be yes?

Something i realise is a lot of people, including myself have this difficulty saying no to things/favours, even if it is really out of the way. Which just leads to us saying a yes that we don't mean and end up doing whatever it is required of us with such a heavy and unwilling heart. I've been wondering why we do this, possibly its because we have more care with people than with the truth. We're so busy caring for people's tender sensitivities that we choose to forgo the truth "kindly" and suffer the consequences ourselves. Sigh, why do we make things more complicated ourselves?

I think it would be an easier go if i say no if i really don't want to do it. Cos i don't think there is a point of doing anything if your heart isn't in it.

Tried in the fire before gold

Yes i know the bible is referring to your faith, but this applies in other things too, like friendship. Somehow i believe that friendship needs to be tried in the fire before it's gold. After it's been tried in the fire, then you can really tell whether this is a friend for life, whether its a true friendship.

I've had several friendships like that. Painful process yes, but it's worth it no? I guess we all must really get our priorities right. Do we really care or is it just a facade? Do we truly love or choose to be selfish? It all shows when the relationship is tossed into the kiln. What comes out after that? Either workable melt ready to be reshaped OR utter crap. Yeah, it doesn't automatically come out good, you have to reshape it. Got to work at it, hone it, improve it and perfect it.

So... Are you my friend?

Take my life

Due to some influence by a bittersweet friend of mine, i have grown to love and remember some old old songs [although abit remixed] i have been singing since i was a young kid running around the pews in St. Paul's Church. I have no inclination towards a lot of the latest and varied praise and worship songs, which to me, do not stand on solid truth from no other place than the Bible. Some of these hymns come practically straight out of the Good Book itself. None of that,"I feel this that towards you Lord...", useless and meaningless phrases as,"Looking out my window, i see the birds...". Please, spare me the worthless lines of self praise, self insecurities and bring me an abundance of God-beauty, songs truly praising God and singing of His love for us, not whining our pitiful "love" [if we can even call it such] for God. Of course, it is possible to sing our love to Him, but please, during the process, spare me the grovelling and beating around the bush. Words words words, nothing else but words unless you mean it and live it.

And so ending such a long diatribe [albeit a slightly mild one], i leave you an old favourite, based on Romans 12:1,

I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.

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Take my life, and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days; let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Take my hands, and let them move at the impulse of Thy love.
Take my feet, and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee.

Take my voice, and let me sing always, only, for my King.
Take my lips, and let them be filled with messages from Thee.
Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect, and use every power as Thou shalt choose.

Take my will, and make it Thine; it shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is Thine own; it shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.

People are to love, as dog is to litter box?
People are to humility, as cat is to selflessness?
I am to poetry, as fish is to land.
Ok thats enough.

I don't fit in anymore Part Two

I felt like i need to write a Part Two :

What is all this?
Is there something i missed?
I thought i was strong
but it's all going wrong
I finally understand
the need or demand
to push on and pray hard
or be a retard.

Its harder than it seems
i'm bursting at the seams
for i simply cannot
agree to whats not.
Oh it's a real bore, but
I just don't fit in anymore

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One of the songs i really like is just playing again and again in my mind, and as you can probably see, i'm not too friendly at the mo. Hmm, I wonder why...

What is this feeling?
So sudden and new?
I felt it the moment
I laid eyes on you
My pulse is rushing:
My head is reeling:
My face is flushing:

What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes!
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing
For your face
Your voice
Your clothing

Let's just say - I loathe it all
Ev'ry little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!

Oh how it hurts
a few simple words
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I'm so not in the mood to write anymore.

[accesory] EPISODE one :

Interesting things you can do with your scarf, ties or whatever pieces of cloth you find around the house. Besides the usual wrap it around your neck to ward off the cold, here are some different options inspired by recent and not so recent runway looks. Note: All images from Style.com and i'm only adapting some looks from them so they might not turn out looking exactly like the picture. Experimenting is the best.

Tie a bow.

Wrap it around your waist several times and tuck the ends in.

Place your scarf over one shoulder, for example the right shoulder, then pull the rest to the left waist. Secure with a belt, add pins for more hold and let the ends hang.

Haha this one only works if you have a real excess of cloth. I'd wear something inside to go with this one, wrap the cloth around me under one arm and secure with pins over the opposite shoulder, let the ends hang.

Starting with one end of scarf, secure with a knot. Then wrap the rest of scarf around your waist over the knot until you have desired length for the rest to hang. Then push the remaining length under the wrapped part and let hang.

Put scarf around your waist with the ends held out in front of you, they should be equal lengths with the part around your back as the middle. Wrap around once and bring forward. Then tie a bow as you like it.

Wrap scarf around shoulders, bring forward and cross over. Secure with pins or brooches.

Tie it like a handkerchief top and put on a jacket, buttoning only the top buttons. Works best with an obvious contrasting scarf and jacket.

Wrap scarf around shoulders, bring forward and secure with pins, making sure it overlaps. You can pin all the way down, making sure it stays in shape.

Tie it a bow underneath your collar.

That's all folks.

How else do you want to play God?

First IVF, then designer babies and now...Male Pregnancy.

Some women are getting edgy about the fact that the men always are in competition with women and now it seems like they're taking away the thing that makes them so different, saying that, "If God had wanted guys to have babies, he would have given them the uterus and painful periods, but He didn't, and instead He gave them to women, so why must you take that away from us as well?" Other women argue that, "Good! They should have a taste at what we have to go through to give them that baby that they wanted, but never understanding what hormonal issues we go through in that 9 months! Blaming us women, calling us hormonal and not understanding our PMS moments!"

God is a common word used in the arguments given by both male and female. I say common word because i don't think they're really bothering to understand the human being as God created them, male and female. I say common word because i don't think they even care about the GOD whom they're talking about, they don't even know who He really is. Before you argue about something, especially controversial issues like this, i believe it is crucial to consult beforehand the one who created. Its just like if a medical group want to create male pregnancy, they would have had to refer to female pregnancy, which was the original creation. So before you argue, you have to understand how God made us, instead of just using God, picking out bits and pieces of the Bible to suit your purposes. That is an unfair method and i believe if you do that to someone's research report, you could be sued, so same way for God's design report.

I'm not going to go into the arguments, but this is just an indignant reply to all those who freely use God's name in vain, using Him shamelessly to push your point.

I don't fit in anymore

What can i say
Its the price to pay
If i choose this life
it's filled with strife
It's such a chore
to be nice and more
and it's real hard
to consider with regard

I want to blend in
But i'm different within
I once thought we'd be friends
Right to the very end
But its difficult
Such a tumult
A dichotomy
of all that is me

I want to be good
to do what i should
Jesus says there's more
but i feel like i tore
the bad and the good
as far as i could
right down the middle;
Oh, i'm so befuddled!

Yes this is the cost
not to be lost
It hurts a lot
when i cannot
talk to them the same
to be similarly lame
So long status quo
I've got to let go
Cos the way it was
is no longer good enough
Oh it's a real bore, but
I just don't fit in anymore

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Half witted poetry
Oh, forgive me
If its not up to par
with Ash the star;
But this is it
The little bit
Of my personality
That's slightly more pretty
Than the rest of me.

Why do i write?

why DO i write : the possible reasons
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1. I am a closet exhibitionist. I'd like to expose all, but due to the indecency and illegality of that, i reveal all here. Then again, i'm not revealing alot, so i am a closet mini-exhibitionist?

2. I'd like everyone to know what's going on in my life before i catch up with them, so that no one has to ask me the hated question, "What's up?". They'd already know what's up and go straight into the specific. Problem solved.

3. I just like writing.

4. It helps me get my thoughts right, i think better when i can see it forming in front of my eyes. Helps me to clarify my thoughts, when i have to revise and revise for the final decision, when i have to post the correct version.

5. I like to tell people when i'm mad at them, but i can't say it to them. So i just write it here, so they can read and whoever terasa then their problem la. At least they know i'm pissed off and why.

6. I like to entertain people with all these little anecdotes about life. Dunno lah, i just think my humor and life drama needs to be shared around.

7. I just think my whole life is a testimony. People need to share, that's why we are a "we". There are just parts of my life that God has blessed me and i feel it is necessary to share. What's the point of it being a blessing if you don't in return try to bless others? And i want to tell you about how good God is. Maybe not all my posts reflect that, there are other bits to my life too.

Be my guest, fit whichever you like into your reasoning.

Hope in the Hopeless

Recent events just makes me even more sure of the fact that to hope in man is hopeless, and only hope on God is worth it. And to trust in your own plans is futile, whereas to trust in God is the wisest thing anyone could ever do.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.

It troubles me that i do not have a certain plan for some things, but who says i need a plan? As long as i trust God has a plan, is that not enough? As the saying goes, to err is human...
If God wills it, He will equip me for it. And i need to really let go and trust.

Agyness Deyn

Just a little feature on one of my favourite models : Agyness. Number one thing i really like, is her HAIR! So super cun! If only i had the guts to lop off my locks like that, haha, then again i wouldn't trust any hair stylist to be able to make this hairstyle my own. But what i really like about her, is that she is so versatile. She can just pull off any look. She can look so innocent and kiddish in one picture and all grown up in another. She's not any fantastic beauty, but it's more of her personality that fills her pictures. Enjoy the pictures.

I don't know about you, but these girls scare me. I wouldn't want to bump into them in the middle of the night. They're all top models by the way and very wanted by the fashion world.

Details Details

I'm all the little details in the Spring08 shows. So i thought i'd show you some of my faves, however you apply it is your own creativity. Click on the images for a bigger picture.

The Collar
Jovovich-Hawk

The New Waist Belt
DKNY

I really like this belt. Think i will make a couple up for myself. It's so OBI-ish.The Schoolgirl/boy Look
LAMB

The shirt and thin tie : I like! This model's short hair is really nice, I've been itching for a new cut. Maybe i'll try this one out. The Tiny Ribbons
Ralph Lauren

So sweet, no? Really adds something to the dresses.