Went to JJC's Vaanavil night.
Had really good time! I sound surprised not because I didn't think that they're show would be good. I mean hardly. I didn't have any expectations because I've only ever gone for ONE Ics night and that was only to support a friend, cuz he came to support mine. And when I arrived, already I had a good first impression because there were people in saris and jippas welcoming all the guests(even though I was already half an hour late) all the way to the Lt doorstep.
I was surprised because I was technically alone. So I didn't have anyone to explain all the jokes and information to me(my Tamil is beyond terrible.). I didn't have anyone to make comments about the various things going on with. But I still enjoyed it tremendously! Actually, I shouldn't be so surprised because I have already realised that I can go for shows by myself when I want for The Bridge Project: A Winter's Tale and I enjoyed that too. So yeah.
Also why I had so much of fun, despite somewhat dreading it earlier in the day was because the people there were so friendly! I mean I already have fun with my sister but then I met her friends, and had more fun! They were so nice, even though I was an outsider(technically). See, my sister's the extrovert. I'm the introvert. I'm not a real introvert, I mean I do talk and stuff and I can be quite loud. But I can't really go up to a person and just talk. never have. I literally have to force myself to be social. With people I don't know. So they(the jjc-ians) really made that easier. Some even remembered me from when I came to help with the SYF Indian dance. I mean even though I did all their foundations(like 20 people),and I had to see all of their faces waaaayyy up close and they had to see mine, I really didn't think they'd remember me. But some did! cool right.
This always happens to me, but its a good thing. I tend to dread a particular event, and in the end, I have a great time! Everytime that happens, I always tell myself not th dread anything anymore, but human nature is that we just do, with our pre-conceived notions(here the pre-conceived notions were that I'd feel out of place after the show). What I also liked was that watching the show and seeing everything and everyone working together, really reminded me of Puyal both 2007 and 2008. The fun we had, even though everyone will say that they are glad its over(me too of course), because again, I did have fun then, even though the practices were driving me up the wall, helped my mother nagging about my lateness everyday.
So I guess my lessons learnt are such:
1. no more pre-conceived notions=no more dread
2. not to stress so much about socialising and talking to people(though if I could bring my sister everywhere I would)
3. being alone can sometimes be better
Oh! one more thing. The emcees were great!!!!They worked really well with each other! So far, the best I've seen:)
ciao!
shini
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Clarity through booze
This is going to be a long one. Just warning everyone now.
Firstly, I have realised that as of now, 2 drinks should be the max that I go at one time. Why? Because, after 2 drinks, I feel fuzzy and relaxed enough to feel happy but not so disoriented and dizzy that I feel upset. Plus, I can still walk straight, talk straight and write fairly clearly(I'm instantly reminded of Cassio's speech after drinking in Othello; the "this is my right hand and this is my left hand"). Of course one day, I'll feel adventurous and stupid enough to have the third drink, but I'll worry about that day when it comes. Earlier on, when me and mum came back from the east coast(at like nearly 3am, thank you very much), I said that after a while the effects of the alcohol wore off. I was totally lying. I STILL don't feel like normal, at 4am and I feel a teeny tiny headache at the side of my temple, threatening to start if I don't sleep soon.(don't worry, it won't.)
People may find it weird that I drink with my mum, but as I've mentioned before, its the best time! She pays for the drink(I do feel twinges of guilt every time I swear), she tells me what to do if I feel woozy and I know that for ONCE I don't have to be on a constant lookout for myself or my sister, because mama will be doing that. AND, I don't have to be worried about my appearance which is how I would be if I were out with other people, and I wouldn't have to worry about transportation back and about being late getting home! Sadly, my sister would probably give the exact same reasons as to why she'll always go drinking with me.
I probably sound terrible right? Barely 18, actually no that's wrong, because I'm fully 18. So scratch that, I'm just 18 and I'm already drinking. Not just one sip, but whole drinks. To some, that sounds scandalous, and someone had already told me that people who start drinking younger, like 18 and maybe even earlier are more prone to alcoholism than those who start drinking later in life like 20 somethings, BUT!
I think otherwise.(obviously). I think, that yes, you shouldn't be drinking earlier than 18, because they have a legal drinking age for a reason(I don't know the exact scientific reason, but I trust it). However, I think that if you can control yourself and have rules for yourself, you shouldn't go down the road of alcoholism. Like, I have a rule that I will never drink when I'm sad. Truthfully, it doesn't make sense to me. If I'm sad, I look for comedies, junk food and happy dance hindi music, not cocktails(partly also because all of the above cost less and requires less effort). I only drink when I'm calm or happy. I guess the giddiness you feel or at least I feel can be fun, but I just get sleep after that. Also, I don't ever want to feel awful and vomiting after a night out, because that's just a waste of money and it ruins my memory of the night out! So to all those people out there who frown at me for drinking so early in my life, fret not, cuz I know what I'm doing. And if I don't, I'll definitely ask mama.
Now, secondly(I have to type this fast cuz now I can really feel the headache coming on, caused by some(very little) alcohol and lack of sleep), I want to talk about silent or secret muggers. You know the ones. I'd like to proclaim that I am not one. When I say that I haven't been studying, I'm dead serious. I REALLY REALLY REALLY haven't been studying. I mean the grades should be proof enough. I'm like always doing last minute work. The thing is, I don't like it when people tell their friends,that, damn have barely done any work, when really the have because sometimes those friends, take them seriously and are the ones who haven't been studying so they don't feel so bad about themselves, and in the end do badly.(I'm not talking about myself. I truly believe that everyone else but me studies, a belief that has been drilled into me by my mother) Those poor friends, for some reason, lose their momentum to study and think happily that their other friend, the secret mugger is in the same boat as them. In the end, the two friends, are practically a whole ocean apart. Which is sad because it could have been prevented if the secret mugger had just been real and told his/her friends that he/she was mugging because I think that would have motivated his/her friends to study.I knew my friends were studying and that made me study too. so yeah. I know most people wouldn't understand what I wrote above, but at least I did.
Oh and lastly, I find it weird to see teachers outside school. Its one thing if the teacher you see is like, just a teacher in your school, but its another if its a teacher that can actually RECOGNISE you. Which is what happened today. Me in the car with mama( my mum obviously), and I see morbid(my classmates will know who I'm talking about) crossing the road, the face quite clearly showing that its morbid. in orchard. I just screamed. Why? Because it was that huge crossing between lido and wheelock and our car was right in front. I was just in shock.
anyway, going off, before headache starts. Plus, quite thirsty. FOR WATER.(if anyone was wondering). so bye!
shini
Firstly, I have realised that as of now, 2 drinks should be the max that I go at one time. Why? Because, after 2 drinks, I feel fuzzy and relaxed enough to feel happy but not so disoriented and dizzy that I feel upset. Plus, I can still walk straight, talk straight and write fairly clearly(I'm instantly reminded of Cassio's speech after drinking in Othello; the "this is my right hand and this is my left hand"). Of course one day, I'll feel adventurous and stupid enough to have the third drink, but I'll worry about that day when it comes. Earlier on, when me and mum came back from the east coast(at like nearly 3am, thank you very much), I said that after a while the effects of the alcohol wore off. I was totally lying. I STILL don't feel like normal, at 4am and I feel a teeny tiny headache at the side of my temple, threatening to start if I don't sleep soon.(don't worry, it won't.)
People may find it weird that I drink with my mum, but as I've mentioned before, its the best time! She pays for the drink(I do feel twinges of guilt every time I swear), she tells me what to do if I feel woozy and I know that for ONCE I don't have to be on a constant lookout for myself or my sister, because mama will be doing that. AND, I don't have to be worried about my appearance which is how I would be if I were out with other people, and I wouldn't have to worry about transportation back and about being late getting home! Sadly, my sister would probably give the exact same reasons as to why she'll always go drinking with me.
I probably sound terrible right? Barely 18, actually no that's wrong, because I'm fully 18. So scratch that, I'm just 18 and I'm already drinking. Not just one sip, but whole drinks. To some, that sounds scandalous, and someone had already told me that people who start drinking younger, like 18 and maybe even earlier are more prone to alcoholism than those who start drinking later in life like 20 somethings, BUT!
I think otherwise.(obviously). I think, that yes, you shouldn't be drinking earlier than 18, because they have a legal drinking age for a reason(I don't know the exact scientific reason, but I trust it). However, I think that if you can control yourself and have rules for yourself, you shouldn't go down the road of alcoholism. Like, I have a rule that I will never drink when I'm sad. Truthfully, it doesn't make sense to me. If I'm sad, I look for comedies, junk food and happy dance hindi music, not cocktails(partly also because all of the above cost less and requires less effort). I only drink when I'm calm or happy. I guess the giddiness you feel or at least I feel can be fun, but I just get sleep after that. Also, I don't ever want to feel awful and vomiting after a night out, because that's just a waste of money and it ruins my memory of the night out! So to all those people out there who frown at me for drinking so early in my life, fret not, cuz I know what I'm doing. And if I don't, I'll definitely ask mama.
Now, secondly(I have to type this fast cuz now I can really feel the headache coming on, caused by some(very little) alcohol and lack of sleep), I want to talk about silent or secret muggers. You know the ones. I'd like to proclaim that I am not one. When I say that I haven't been studying, I'm dead serious. I REALLY REALLY REALLY haven't been studying. I mean the grades should be proof enough. I'm like always doing last minute work. The thing is, I don't like it when people tell their friends,that, damn have barely done any work, when really the have because sometimes those friends, take them seriously and are the ones who haven't been studying so they don't feel so bad about themselves, and in the end do badly.(I'm not talking about myself. I truly believe that everyone else but me studies, a belief that has been drilled into me by my mother) Those poor friends, for some reason, lose their momentum to study and think happily that their other friend, the secret mugger is in the same boat as them. In the end, the two friends, are practically a whole ocean apart. Which is sad because it could have been prevented if the secret mugger had just been real and told his/her friends that he/she was mugging because I think that would have motivated his/her friends to study.I knew my friends were studying and that made me study too. so yeah. I know most people wouldn't understand what I wrote above, but at least I did.
Oh and lastly, I find it weird to see teachers outside school. Its one thing if the teacher you see is like, just a teacher in your school, but its another if its a teacher that can actually RECOGNISE you. Which is what happened today. Me in the car with mama( my mum obviously), and I see morbid(my classmates will know who I'm talking about) crossing the road, the face quite clearly showing that its morbid. in orchard. I just screamed. Why? Because it was that huge crossing between lido and wheelock and our car was right in front. I was just in shock.
anyway, going off, before headache starts. Plus, quite thirsty. FOR WATER.(if anyone was wondering). so bye!
shini
Friday, May 29, 2009
siblings
Okay, I'm feeling sentimental and mushy, probably from watching cheesy chick flicks the whole night, and when I say the whole night, I mean literally, WHOLE NIGHT. Which is why I'm going to talk about my sister. Most of the people who read this blog(like what, 5?), know my sister. Pretty well, for some. And everyone that I know has either met her themselves, or at least heard about her at some point.
me and sis(above)
I'll start with something she said recently.
The other day she said that when she was a kid, she didn't know about condensation, so when she saw the water droplets forming on the outside of a glass of cold water, she thought the glass was leaking!Like she thought that there were many tiny holes around the side of the glass and the water was coming out from the glass. So that's why she'd try to drink the water quickly. I don't think it happened a lot because we weren't allowed cold water most of the time. I remember it being something grownups could drink, like eating white rice.(My mum used to have like 3 different veggies, mixed in with normal rice, and that would be our "vegetable" rice, and we have that with a whole other portion of veggies from the common plate and like chicken. So white rice was a privilege.) Anyway, when I heard that little confession, I burst out laughing. Its exactly something she would think of, using her unique sense of logic.
One thing my sis always could do, even till today, is to make me laugh.
Not that she didn't drive me nuts. Believe me, we had fights. Like actual, physical fights. The memories are a little hazy now, but I DO remember having them. Plus the stand-alone moments of violence. I once threw a ball at her. I also once broke a pencil with my own hands, and that I think traumatised her for some reason. I was so angry, that I just snapped. Literally. of course she wasn't the victim all the time. She's whacked me on the head a few times. With her Barney toy, battery-side of course; with her Teletubby, Po toy, battery-side again; against the wall and(wait for it), she dragged me off her bed by the feet too fast and of course, I knocked my head on the floor quite spectacularly. We've slapped each other, and pinched each other(I'm more guilty of that), and even bit each other(waaaaayyyyy too much information I know).
But.
We always make up and say sorry. Cuz my sis(and this is the wonderful part about her), forgives easily. Me too, but only with her. Actually no, I forgive quite easily after a good night's sleep. But I don't forget. For my sis, all I gotta do is say sorry. And we're back to normal. And even though I can hold a grudge longer, when she says sorry, I just let it go. So we work well together. Even though she really really really pisses me off sometimes.
Truthfully, I think we do look out for each other. Well most of the time, I look out for her, because I'm the older one. She used to joke that I'm like her second mother. I kind of am, 'cept I keep her secrets. When she gets scolded and she cries, I comfort her because she's like that. She need that. When I get pissed off so much that I cry, I go to the toilet and be alone, and she lets me and doesn't ask questions, cuz she knows somehow that I need that. I help her out with school stuff sometimes(quite rarely I'm of any use to her, more so now cuz she's science and I'm arts), and often, if we need to be somewhere together and she doesn't know how to go, I'm usually the one leading the way. I'm the one who brings her to her bed when she falls asleep on the sofa outside. Heck I drag my mother to her bed when she falls asleep outside. I'd be bitter if it weren't for the fact that she knows that she wouldn't know what she'd do if I weren't there. And I guess, its the same for me too.
sigh.
Have a good day di! (not like didi but like a nickname)
I have tons of nicknames for her to the point that whenever she hears a strange word being addressed to her, she just answers. But she only ever calls me shini.
Oh! I just remembered. she takes care of me too! Like at the FalloutBoy concert, and I was out of sorts. According to her, I looked like I was suffocating, cuz I was below everybody's face-level, so she kept asking me if I was okay or not. And when I feel self-conscious she just relaxes me. Plus, she's much better at making new friends than I am.
Anyway, its like 7 in the morning and I haven't slept. ALL NIGHT. AND I missed the game 5 of the nba finals of the lakers vs the nuggets. Then again I didn't feel like it. so, ciao!
shini
Two of the same people I know, but I figured both looked good. Sis and sarah darling.
sis and cousins. in motion! they don't know I took this.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Champions: FC Barcelona
I don't quite know how to feel. Just watched the UEFA Champions League finals between Manchester United and Barcelona and i don't quite know how to feel about the end result.
I do know that I'm a lousy fan of soccer. I think I just end up supporting the underdog. See, at the beginning of the match, I was supporting Barcelona. Probably because I really didn't think or know that they could actually win. Of course after their first goal was scored in the 9th minute, by Eto'os or whatever his name is, I began to think quite excitedly that they could win. But as I continue watching after that first goal, I felt that Man U weren't really playing their best.Granted, I'm not an expert on soccer, I mean I barely know what the offside rule is(someone explained it to me but i forgot and besides, I didn't understand it very well; by the way, man u kept violating the offside rule and I think that if they didn't, they might have had some or at least ONE goal, but then again, who am I to say anything), so technically, my feelings on how the players were playing, doesn't mean much.
However, I do think that Man u were rather pissed off at themselves, especially in the second half. I mean I thought Ronaldo was going to hit somebody! By the second goal, I was rooting for Man u to score a goal. At least ONE goal. seriously. I was practically chanting. And since I'm the kind of girl to talk outloud if there's nobody to hear me, I was squealing and talking to the tv quite loudly.I think I just didn't think that Man u could actually lose. No wait, scratch that. I just didn't think that Man u could finish a game, without scoring ONE goal. I mean, if the score was 2-1, with Man u losing, I'd feel fine! One goal would have been decent.
However, back again, when I was watching the celebrations, on in other words, the ceremony, and how happy Barcelona was, I was back to smiling and being happy that they won. I mean, Man u has won it before and they did win the Barclays Premier League, AND there's always next season! And I think that Man u were fairly gracious losers( not "loser" as in with the derogatory intent, but as in second place, not the winners).
I also figured something else out. Since I have decided that I don't have any actual talent, that's why I enjoy watching shows and competitions on tv where people with all kinds of talent, compete and do well! I can't play soccer, but I watch it. I can't play basketball, but I watch it. I can't sing, but I watch American Idol and Singapore Idol. I don't know all the lyrics to many many songs, but I watch, Don't Forget the Lyrics. I can't dance that well, but I watch So You Think You Can Dance.The same with America's Next Top Model and all the other shows I watch. Its weird and people probably won't understand but I feel happy that people out there can use their talents, to get where they want.I'm not putting it very well.
I discovered something else too, but I just can't remember. Anyway, I think now, I'm just very happy that Barcelona won, even though the match could have been more exciting. I guess, players' morale matters very much too. Okay, its 5.20 in the morning, and I should go to bed before my parents wake up and scold me for staying up so late. Ciao!
shini
P.S. I still can't figure out why soccer players are so touchy-feely. Its very suspicious to me. Gotta go!
I do know that I'm a lousy fan of soccer. I think I just end up supporting the underdog. See, at the beginning of the match, I was supporting Barcelona. Probably because I really didn't think or know that they could actually win. Of course after their first goal was scored in the 9th minute, by Eto'os or whatever his name is, I began to think quite excitedly that they could win. But as I continue watching after that first goal, I felt that Man U weren't really playing their best.Granted, I'm not an expert on soccer, I mean I barely know what the offside rule is(someone explained it to me but i forgot and besides, I didn't understand it very well; by the way, man u kept violating the offside rule and I think that if they didn't, they might have had some or at least ONE goal, but then again, who am I to say anything), so technically, my feelings on how the players were playing, doesn't mean much.
However, I do think that Man u were rather pissed off at themselves, especially in the second half. I mean I thought Ronaldo was going to hit somebody! By the second goal, I was rooting for Man u to score a goal. At least ONE goal. seriously. I was practically chanting. And since I'm the kind of girl to talk outloud if there's nobody to hear me, I was squealing and talking to the tv quite loudly.I think I just didn't think that Man u could actually lose. No wait, scratch that. I just didn't think that Man u could finish a game, without scoring ONE goal. I mean, if the score was 2-1, with Man u losing, I'd feel fine! One goal would have been decent.
However, back again, when I was watching the celebrations, on in other words, the ceremony, and how happy Barcelona was, I was back to smiling and being happy that they won. I mean, Man u has won it before and they did win the Barclays Premier League, AND there's always next season! And I think that Man u were fairly gracious losers( not "loser" as in with the derogatory intent, but as in second place, not the winners).
I also figured something else out. Since I have decided that I don't have any actual talent, that's why I enjoy watching shows and competitions on tv where people with all kinds of talent, compete and do well! I can't play soccer, but I watch it. I can't play basketball, but I watch it. I can't sing, but I watch American Idol and Singapore Idol. I don't know all the lyrics to many many songs, but I watch, Don't Forget the Lyrics. I can't dance that well, but I watch So You Think You Can Dance.The same with America's Next Top Model and all the other shows I watch. Its weird and people probably won't understand but I feel happy that people out there can use their talents, to get where they want.I'm not putting it very well.
I discovered something else too, but I just can't remember. Anyway, I think now, I'm just very happy that Barcelona won, even though the match could have been more exciting. I guess, players' morale matters very much too. Okay, its 5.20 in the morning, and I should go to bed before my parents wake up and scold me for staying up so late. Ciao!
shini
P.S. I still can't figure out why soccer players are so touchy-feely. Its very suspicious to me. Gotta go!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
strange phenomenon
My parents, sister, and some friends even, are extremely puzzled as to WHY ON EARTH am I watching soccer and other sports. On Sunday, I watched the NBA finals. As in basketball. I'm not kidding. It was LA Lakers, vs Denver Nuggets, and the series score thingy now is 2-1. And after that I watched the F1 races. Not the whole thing but the beginning and the ending. I know Jensen Button won. And THEN, I tried to watch the ten different matches being shown on the different channels. However, what with all the switching of the channels, I ended up not even catching ONE goal, which as you know, is basically what I love about soccer! What was very frustrating!
But seriously, I don't understand why they think this is such a strange phenomenon?!! Am I such a non-sports person that for me to watch sports, on a regular basis? I mean, hello? They are male athletes! They're usually hot! plus, I do LIKE watching the actual sport, even though I don't actually play the sport. My friend likes to use the example of me trying out for badminton in jc, and being rejected as like an anecdote to show how absurd it is that I'm interested in sports. My mother thinks I'm turning into a couch potato where I'll watch anything, even sports. I mean, okay, the place where I usually sit under the fan is getting pretty sunk in, but everyone else likes to sit there too! And if I were turning into a couch potato, I'd be watching EVERYTHING, including documentaries that I'm not interested in, stupid comedies, and cartoons. Which I don't. So yeah.
Please tell, me its not THAT weird that me, Darshini likes watching sports. When its not Olympic season or World Cup season. I mean I'm actually looking forward to the Champions League Finals, Man U vs Barcelona on the 27th! Like really looking forward! And oh, other people think that I have so much free time that I can actually follow sports when I don't usually do, and I suppose yes, I DO have a lot of free time, but hello, I'm never going have this much free time again and so you can't resent me for it and let me repeat, I LIKE WATCHING SPORTS, FOR THE ACTUAL SPORTS! (it just helps that I find some soccer players good-looking:) )
Whew! Good to get that off my chest. Sadly the ones who don't understand my strange spouting of player's names (meaning my mother, sister and very very close friend), don't actually READ my blog, so unless I print out this entry, or tell it to them, they'll never know. Sigh. Oh well. At least I think my dad's happier?
Gotta go, children.
shini
But seriously, I don't understand why they think this is such a strange phenomenon?!! Am I such a non-sports person that for me to watch sports, on a regular basis? I mean, hello? They are male athletes! They're usually hot! plus, I do LIKE watching the actual sport, even though I don't actually play the sport. My friend likes to use the example of me trying out for badminton in jc, and being rejected as like an anecdote to show how absurd it is that I'm interested in sports. My mother thinks I'm turning into a couch potato where I'll watch anything, even sports. I mean, okay, the place where I usually sit under the fan is getting pretty sunk in, but everyone else likes to sit there too! And if I were turning into a couch potato, I'd be watching EVERYTHING, including documentaries that I'm not interested in, stupid comedies, and cartoons. Which I don't. So yeah.
Please tell, me its not THAT weird that me, Darshini likes watching sports. When its not Olympic season or World Cup season. I mean I'm actually looking forward to the Champions League Finals, Man U vs Barcelona on the 27th! Like really looking forward! And oh, other people think that I have so much free time that I can actually follow sports when I don't usually do, and I suppose yes, I DO have a lot of free time, but hello, I'm never going have this much free time again and so you can't resent me for it and let me repeat, I LIKE WATCHING SPORTS, FOR THE ACTUAL SPORTS! (it just helps that I find some soccer players good-looking:) )
Whew! Good to get that off my chest. Sadly the ones who don't understand my strange spouting of player's names (meaning my mother, sister and very very close friend), don't actually READ my blog, so unless I print out this entry, or tell it to them, they'll never know. Sigh. Oh well. At least I think my dad's happier?
Gotta go, children.
shini
Sunday, May 24, 2009
events?
There's something to be said for social events. Really there is. Weddings, and the all the events that are the run-up to the wedding for sindhi weddings, ie the engagement, mehndi, sangeeth,ghari, then finally wedding and reception, plus chattis for newborns and birthday parties, not to mention the Holi gathering thing, and the Diwali mela. Simply because at these social events, you are made to talk with people you're not very close to, and update your life info, but at the same time, ensuring that all the info are kept in short snippets becayse noone wants to be caught talking to someone going on and on about their life. BELIEVE ME.
Which is why i don't quite dread these events, because its always quite interesting to see everyone socialising, either with people they already know but like meet occasionally, or sometimes for me and my cousins and sis, socialising with new people and making new friends. Personally, I'm not very good at making new friends at these things. Partly because I'm damn self-conscious about what I'm wearing and how fat I look, and partly, because to ME, they look a little intimidating. Of course its just me being shy i guess but yeah. So these things are like experiments, for myself and just ot observe generally. Plus, you get to see what everybody else is wearing! And if at some point, I reeeeeeaaaaalllllyyy don't feel like socialising and saying hi to everyone I'm supposed to say hi to, I can just sit and talk generally with my cousins. I mean, one can always fall back observing everyone else at the parties right? and making comments?
I just wanted to note the above thoughts down. sorry for the abrupt ending. got distractged.
ciao!
shini
p.s. not only do i want to go to an island with powdery white sand, gorgeous and luxurious hotel resorts and clear blue waters(closet being the malaysian islands), but now i want to go back again to europe! sigh.
Which is why i don't quite dread these events, because its always quite interesting to see everyone socialising, either with people they already know but like meet occasionally, or sometimes for me and my cousins and sis, socialising with new people and making new friends. Personally, I'm not very good at making new friends at these things. Partly because I'm damn self-conscious about what I'm wearing and how fat I look, and partly, because to ME, they look a little intimidating. Of course its just me being shy i guess but yeah. So these things are like experiments, for myself and just ot observe generally. Plus, you get to see what everybody else is wearing! And if at some point, I reeeeeeaaaaalllllyyy don't feel like socialising and saying hi to everyone I'm supposed to say hi to, I can just sit and talk generally with my cousins. I mean, one can always fall back observing everyone else at the parties right? and making comments?
I just wanted to note the above thoughts down. sorry for the abrupt ending. got distractged.
ciao!
shini
p.s. not only do i want to go to an island with powdery white sand, gorgeous and luxurious hotel resorts and clear blue waters(closet being the malaysian islands), but now i want to go back again to europe! sigh.
Friday, May 22, 2009
I might get some flak for saying this but i'm sorry KRIS WON????!!!!???? how?? Did America not HEAR Adam Lambert's VOICE?! I mean kris sings well, do not get me wrong, but well, his voice is not extraordinary. I swear i've never heard adam's kind of voice before. I liked danny's voice too. sorta like chris daughtry's but slightly different.
At the same time I think that kris, needs this title. He's not very confident so the title will help him. And anyway, Adam will do well. He can't not because he is in every sense of the word a star on stage. As u can see, i quite like him. He's the second one whom i supported and looked out for from the first audition all the way to the finals. The first one was Carrie Underwood. I'm sorry, but with a name like underwood, people, don't forget you very easily. SO yeah, been tooting for him for a long time.
Anyway, I know its quite silly to be writing about American Idol, especially when hardly anyone i know still watches it. But i can't help but get sucked into it by my father who WATCHES EVERY EPISODE OF EVERY SEASON for reasons unknown to me and this year's batch were all really good! Plus, i found the indian guy cute and wanted to see how long he'd last and i truly didn't know who would win, because i didn't NOT like any of them. So yeah, this entry is on American Idol.
Also, don't you think that after the amazing finale show of American Idol, Singapore Idol is going to be a bit of a flat? Cuz its a little hard to compete with 100 million votes, which however way you count it, translates into ALOT of people watching. Okay, I think i gotta go. Run out of steam as usual. So ciao for now children(if anyone even READS this blog)
loves,
shini
At the same time I think that kris, needs this title. He's not very confident so the title will help him. And anyway, Adam will do well. He can't not because he is in every sense of the word a star on stage. As u can see, i quite like him. He's the second one whom i supported and looked out for from the first audition all the way to the finals. The first one was Carrie Underwood. I'm sorry, but with a name like underwood, people, don't forget you very easily. SO yeah, been tooting for him for a long time.
Anyway, I know its quite silly to be writing about American Idol, especially when hardly anyone i know still watches it. But i can't help but get sucked into it by my father who WATCHES EVERY EPISODE OF EVERY SEASON for reasons unknown to me and this year's batch were all really good! Plus, i found the indian guy cute and wanted to see how long he'd last and i truly didn't know who would win, because i didn't NOT like any of them. So yeah, this entry is on American Idol.
Also, don't you think that after the amazing finale show of American Idol, Singapore Idol is going to be a bit of a flat? Cuz its a little hard to compete with 100 million votes, which however way you count it, translates into ALOT of people watching. Okay, I think i gotta go. Run out of steam as usual. So ciao for now children(if anyone even READS this blog)
loves,
shini
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Confessions?
I have a love-hate relationship with heels(then again, which girl doesn't?)
I have the same kind of relationship with the show Grey's Anatomy because I LOVE the show, for obvious reasons, but I also hate it because of all the things it triggers in my mind that I end up brooding over and becausethe stupid show ALWAYS makes me cry. Although that could be due to the fact that my tears tend to be triggered whenever I see someone crying. It happens in real life too.
I LOVE chips. Almost any kind. My closest people know this weakness and when I say weakness, I mean it wholeheartedly. And I can finish large amounts. Not kidding at all. I usually prefer savoury to sweet anyway.
Okay, I thought I could do this but I can't. At least I managed 3?
ciao for now
love,
shini
I have the same kind of relationship with the show Grey's Anatomy because I LOVE the show, for obvious reasons, but I also hate it because of all the things it triggers in my mind that I end up brooding over and becausethe stupid show ALWAYS makes me cry. Although that could be due to the fact that my tears tend to be triggered whenever I see someone crying. It happens in real life too.
I LOVE chips. Almost any kind. My closest people know this weakness and when I say weakness, I mean it wholeheartedly. And I can finish large amounts. Not kidding at all. I usually prefer savoury to sweet anyway.
Okay, I thought I could do this but I can't. At least I managed 3?
ciao for now
love,
shini
Monday, May 18, 2009
Early and Late
Don't you find it interesting that when one in the early and late stages in life, one has to depend on others to do daily and normal things?I recently read The Curious Case of Benjamin Button; granted it was on my iTouch, so I don't know whether its the abridged version or not, but, i know the basic story. And it really occurred to me how that will never happen in real life, where a baby is born, looking like a 76-year-old man,( because I mean, how can any woman puch that out) technically its pretty much relevant. New-born baby, is kind of like a very old man, and by making it such that in the book, the infant looks like a elderly person, the author;s intent seems true.
I've just realised how certain concepts about things in life are portrayed very well in this book. When the main character gets married, his real age is about 20 or so, btu he looks around 50. And he gets married to this young girl of around 20 or so, who for some reason, prefers older men of 50 to younger men. Therefore, at that time of marriage, both love each other for different reasons, but all the same, both love each other. Unfortunately, over time, instead of him growing even older, he starts looking younger. And she, like a normal woman, grows older, her beauty fading. Like any normal woman, her pride and ego would be affected, especially when it seems that her husband looks better than her and worse still, younger than her. This obviously affects their marriage because where he had once thought her beautiful, now did not think so. He preferred going to parties and dancing and talking to other young wives, whereas she preferred to stay at home. People change over time and want different things, as they grow(whether it is they grow younger or older), and this happens in real life and real marriages too. Its just made more obvious here, where the differences are just more clear.
I've deviated from my main point here. My point simply being, isn't it sad, that at the end and the beginning of our lives, we are basically helpless and vulnerable human beings? That we have to depend on others? I noted this quite clearly when at the so called "end" of his life, when his real age was nearing 70-plus, he was physically like an infant, or a toddler, depending wholly on his Nurse and his onw thoughts grew less complicated as he grew older or physically, younger. Maybe its just meant to be, this thing of dependence of others, even when we're old, to prove a point that we should HAVE children, and we should raise them well, such that they DO take care of us when we're old.
That was how it was in the past, that was the way of thinking. As we had moved foward into the future, some of these morals and ways of thinking have been discarded, but I think that they're still very much relevant. Especially in aging societies like Singapore and Europe, where many of the elderly live alone, either because they had no children, or their children are so selfish and unfilial as to abandon them in their times of need. Which begs the question: were those selfish children brought up to honour and care for their old ones?
Isn't it ironinc that the societies that once did honour their elderly, the Asian and the European,( images of large Italian families with the matriach or patriach at the head of the table, and similar images of Chinese and other Asian families with the elderly present at tables come to mind now) ar ethe very societies that have climbing elderly suicide rates? Bear in mind, that my info may not be 100% accurate so take everything I write with a pinch of salt.
I've run out of steam, and now I feel sad for the state of the world. That's all I guess.
shini
I've just realised how certain concepts about things in life are portrayed very well in this book. When the main character gets married, his real age is about 20 or so, btu he looks around 50. And he gets married to this young girl of around 20 or so, who for some reason, prefers older men of 50 to younger men. Therefore, at that time of marriage, both love each other for different reasons, but all the same, both love each other. Unfortunately, over time, instead of him growing even older, he starts looking younger. And she, like a normal woman, grows older, her beauty fading. Like any normal woman, her pride and ego would be affected, especially when it seems that her husband looks better than her and worse still, younger than her. This obviously affects their marriage because where he had once thought her beautiful, now did not think so. He preferred going to parties and dancing and talking to other young wives, whereas she preferred to stay at home. People change over time and want different things, as they grow(whether it is they grow younger or older), and this happens in real life and real marriages too. Its just made more obvious here, where the differences are just more clear.
I've deviated from my main point here. My point simply being, isn't it sad, that at the end and the beginning of our lives, we are basically helpless and vulnerable human beings? That we have to depend on others? I noted this quite clearly when at the so called "end" of his life, when his real age was nearing 70-plus, he was physically like an infant, or a toddler, depending wholly on his Nurse and his onw thoughts grew less complicated as he grew older or physically, younger. Maybe its just meant to be, this thing of dependence of others, even when we're old, to prove a point that we should HAVE children, and we should raise them well, such that they DO take care of us when we're old.
That was how it was in the past, that was the way of thinking. As we had moved foward into the future, some of these morals and ways of thinking have been discarded, but I think that they're still very much relevant. Especially in aging societies like Singapore and Europe, where many of the elderly live alone, either because they had no children, or their children are so selfish and unfilial as to abandon them in their times of need. Which begs the question: were those selfish children brought up to honour and care for their old ones?
Isn't it ironinc that the societies that once did honour their elderly, the Asian and the European,( images of large Italian families with the matriach or patriach at the head of the table, and similar images of Chinese and other Asian families with the elderly present at tables come to mind now) ar ethe very societies that have climbing elderly suicide rates? Bear in mind, that my info may not be 100% accurate so take everything I write with a pinch of salt.
I've run out of steam, and now I feel sad for the state of the world. That's all I guess.
shini
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Nobody
I read in today's newspapers about this new trend, and i thought i'd check it out myself. I must admit, I DO want to learn the dance steps myself now. And the song is quite catchy, even though i don't understand Korean. Check it out here!
loves,
shini
P.S. Still want that margharita. or chocolate.
loves,
shini
P.S. Still want that margharita. or chocolate.
I think i want a margharita.
or some chocolate.
or a good comedy.
urgh.
What is this melancholy that has come over me?
I totally forgot to look for hamlet in the house, because i'm sure its somewhere here right?So why waste good money buying the book or time and travel money going ot the library to borrow it.
Then again, even though Ian McKellen said to read it while you're young, I don't know if I can relate to Hamlet, or understand him.
Do I really want to feel even more depressed?
Why am I depressed anyway? I should be having the time of my life.
Urgh.
hate not knowing things.
There isn't even Harper's Island tomorrow.
i REALLY want a margharita now.
Only because i feel more relaxed. urgh
But then i feel sad.
Such a lousy drinker.
And there's no chocolate.
Chocolate by-products yes, like Nutella and lamingtons. But no actual chocolate.
Screw this nonsense.
I'm going to bed.
Only because i don't know HOW to make a nice margharita and because there's no proper chocolate, or a good comedy on tv now.
Going to more sad songs.
and something REALLY REALLY HURTS. Like NEVER BEFORE.
urgh.
or some chocolate.
or a good comedy.
urgh.
What is this melancholy that has come over me?
I totally forgot to look for hamlet in the house, because i'm sure its somewhere here right?So why waste good money buying the book or time and travel money going ot the library to borrow it.
Then again, even though Ian McKellen said to read it while you're young, I don't know if I can relate to Hamlet, or understand him.
Do I really want to feel even more depressed?
Why am I depressed anyway? I should be having the time of my life.
Urgh.
hate not knowing things.
There isn't even Harper's Island tomorrow.
i REALLY want a margharita now.
Only because i feel more relaxed. urgh
But then i feel sad.
Such a lousy drinker.
And there's no chocolate.
Chocolate by-products yes, like Nutella and lamingtons. But no actual chocolate.
Screw this nonsense.
I'm going to bed.
Only because i don't know HOW to make a nice margharita and because there's no proper chocolate, or a good comedy on tv now.
Going to more sad songs.
and something REALLY REALLY HURTS. Like NEVER BEFORE.
urgh.
Why?
Its 4.30 in the morning and i've been up watching Bones, one of my favourite shows online. For some reason, this thought comes to me. Why do people cheat? Here I'm talking about cheating in relationships. Why?
I mean, if you're in a relationship(r/s), that's run dry so to speak, or has no more spice, and you're left wanting more, or just different things, why not just get out, instead of straying? Marriages are more concrete forms of r/s i do understand, but i'm talking about in general. Why would you want to hurt the person who had been with previously, by being with another person?If of course, both parties feel nothing for each other(which by the way is worse than feeling hate), the r/s should be ended, right?
One can argue that flings, or even one-night stands mean nothing, so its alright. However, if you share a sexual r/s with your partner, and for some reason or the other, your partner has a one-night stand with some random person, wouldn't it still hurt? From what i've heard, sex is a very personal thing to be shared between 2 people, right? Why just ignore all that for some random person you just meet, while you're drunk out of your mind? Of course the fling probably still means that the cheater still loves only his/her partner. That would be his/her arguement right? But wouldn't you say that, a fling, if met with the right person, a person that the cheater never thought would be so good and close with, happens, that it can develop into an affair? And isn't that worse? When your partner or spouse falls in love with another person, while you're still in love with him/her? Because can't full-blown affairs develop from one-time flings, or even a chance meeting? I'm probably dramatising the whole thing and I probably sound ridiculously naive and innocent and critical, and yes, maybe I am, but even though I lack experience in the whole r/s arena, OTHER people in the world have the same thoughts and feelings I do regarding infidelity.
Granted, marriage is more complicated than an informal r/s, especially when children are involved. One can't say that , oh, after 7 or 10 years, the spice has gone out of our marriage, we've fallen out of love and aren't blinded anymore, so instead of cheating, we'll just split up. There are ways to spice up the marriage I assume, ( me being uninformed in this area), ways to improve and ensure that you still stay in love. Why not try that for a while? This goes for even less formal r/s-es. There's always an alternative, to doing something morally incorrect, right?Infidelity is not a crime, true, because for something to be a crime, if I remember correctly, it has to break a law, and be morally flawed, or incorrect. Jay-walking is breaking a law, but it isn't morally incorrect, thought i know you can be fined for doing it. Infidelity is morally incorrect, extremely in fact, but it isn't breaking a law. That doesn't mean people should do it right? So why then, please enlighten me, of the other reasons why people cheat and hurt their loved ones?
shini
I mean, if you're in a relationship(r/s), that's run dry so to speak, or has no more spice, and you're left wanting more, or just different things, why not just get out, instead of straying? Marriages are more concrete forms of r/s i do understand, but i'm talking about in general. Why would you want to hurt the person who had been with previously, by being with another person?If of course, both parties feel nothing for each other(which by the way is worse than feeling hate), the r/s should be ended, right?
One can argue that flings, or even one-night stands mean nothing, so its alright. However, if you share a sexual r/s with your partner, and for some reason or the other, your partner has a one-night stand with some random person, wouldn't it still hurt? From what i've heard, sex is a very personal thing to be shared between 2 people, right? Why just ignore all that for some random person you just meet, while you're drunk out of your mind? Of course the fling probably still means that the cheater still loves only his/her partner. That would be his/her arguement right? But wouldn't you say that, a fling, if met with the right person, a person that the cheater never thought would be so good and close with, happens, that it can develop into an affair? And isn't that worse? When your partner or spouse falls in love with another person, while you're still in love with him/her? Because can't full-blown affairs develop from one-time flings, or even a chance meeting? I'm probably dramatising the whole thing and I probably sound ridiculously naive and innocent and critical, and yes, maybe I am, but even though I lack experience in the whole r/s arena, OTHER people in the world have the same thoughts and feelings I do regarding infidelity.
Granted, marriage is more complicated than an informal r/s, especially when children are involved. One can't say that , oh, after 7 or 10 years, the spice has gone out of our marriage, we've fallen out of love and aren't blinded anymore, so instead of cheating, we'll just split up. There are ways to spice up the marriage I assume, ( me being uninformed in this area), ways to improve and ensure that you still stay in love. Why not try that for a while? This goes for even less formal r/s-es. There's always an alternative, to doing something morally incorrect, right?Infidelity is not a crime, true, because for something to be a crime, if I remember correctly, it has to break a law, and be morally flawed, or incorrect. Jay-walking is breaking a law, but it isn't morally incorrect, thought i know you can be fined for doing it. Infidelity is morally incorrect, extremely in fact, but it isn't breaking a law. That doesn't mean people should do it right? So why then, please enlighten me, of the other reasons why people cheat and hurt their loved ones?
shini
Saturday, May 16, 2009
some videos
hi, i've decided to post some videos. if i can FIND any decent ones. Obviously, they're of hindi songs. Its because i just realised something. If i have already written about this then i apologise, assuming people other than me read the blog. I prefer hindi songs to english somgs, for a lot of the time because, since i cannot understand the lyrics perfectly, like i can with MOST english-language songs, i rely on the music and the visuals to get a feel of the mood of the song; of the emotion felt. I'm not saying that english-language songs don't have moods or emotion, of course not. But with english-lang songs, the emotion is so obvious to me, due to the fact that i can understand the lyrics, that its too much. I'm talking about sad and angry songs of course. That's why if i ever listen to sad hindi songs, i much prefer them. The music and a lot of the times, the voice, tells me of the emotion, without being too much.
Similarly, the beat and rhythm of the more up-beat songs in Bollywood, get me dancing, lifting my spirits much more quickly than an english-language song can, especially with visuals such as people dancing in colourful costumes. NOT NECESSARILY ROUND A COCONUT TREE. If i manage to get the videos up, then do have a look. if not, i'll give the titles here.
Jaoon Kahan-from the movie Billu Barber
Dhule ka Sehra-from the movie Dhadkan
Soniyo-from the movie Raaz 2:The Mystery Continues
I can't think of anymore, but when i do, i'll just post them up yeah.
Going to go back to listen, cheers
shini
okay. sorry, but didn't manage to get the actual videos, but the song is there. so ignore the pictures. in the first video. the second one is correct.
in case anyone's wondering, in this video, the bride is in love with someone else, a poor guy(yes i know cliche, but whaddya gonna do). Poor guy was arognant, and pissed off the dad. bride was going to run away, but caught up by dad, and she felt so guilty, she married the other dude. only child and all that.
not the original mix, or video.
o re piya-from the movie aaja nachle
Similarly, the beat and rhythm of the more up-beat songs in Bollywood, get me dancing, lifting my spirits much more quickly than an english-language song can, especially with visuals such as people dancing in colourful costumes. NOT NECESSARILY ROUND A COCONUT TREE. If i manage to get the videos up, then do have a look. if not, i'll give the titles here.
Jaoon Kahan-from the movie Billu Barber
Dhule ka Sehra-from the movie Dhadkan
Soniyo-from the movie Raaz 2:The Mystery Continues
I can't think of anymore, but when i do, i'll just post them up yeah.
Going to go back to listen, cheers
shini
okay. sorry, but didn't manage to get the actual videos, but the song is there. so ignore the pictures. in the first video. the second one is correct.
in case anyone's wondering, in this video, the bride is in love with someone else, a poor guy(yes i know cliche, but whaddya gonna do). Poor guy was arognant, and pissed off the dad. bride was going to run away, but caught up by dad, and she felt so guilty, she married the other dude. only child and all that.
not the original mix, or video.
o re piya-from the movie aaja nachle
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Connected?
I just want to say first that technically love and my previous post about death is connected. Why?
I'll explain.
Quite obvious really. When you love someone, in any way, as a friend, a good friend, a sibling, a parent or as a lover, you will feel the loss of their presence. You will feel it deeply because you miss that person so much, and you miss being able to just talk to that person. You will remember him or her fondly at different times. However, if you hate the person who had just passed away, you won't remember the person, except the bad things he or she did to you. You won't miss them at all. Worse still, if you feel an indifference towards the person who passed away, you wouldn't even remember the person at all! Which is awful! So yeah, this is the connection I see between the much-shunned subject of death and the much-talked about topic of love.
Speaking of love, I watched this movie today, hindi of course, on "Bollywood Masti!" on Vasantham, simply because the movies that they've been showing I have not seen, so I thought must take advantage of this right? Missed so many already, but I just happen to be able to catch it. They were Salaam-e-Ishq. Now I had no idea what the movie was about before I tuned in. Apparently its about these 6 couples, and the main theme beinf of course, LOVE! They technically don't know each other all that well, because they movie focuses on each story more then the relationships between couples, but somehow, they all get connected. Almost each couple represented a problem one may face with their love life. There was the cheating husband with his own love-triangle, the indian taxi-driver in love with the foreign girl he's trying to get to her "boyfriend", the eager-beaver, lovey-dovey young couple that just can't seem to have any luck in having "fun", the "fake" relationship between a wannabe and a star that's just for publicity, the commitment-phobe and his frustrated girlfriend and the "mixed-religion" couple that's perfect for each other, till the wife has an accident and cannot recognise or remember anything about her devoted husband. Okay, I know I just told you the story, but its not like anyone will actually go out and watch it right? Those different scenarios, made me think that, whoa! lots of problems out there just to get your love huh! Of course in true Bollywood fashion, there were happy endings all round( I'd be quite upset if there weren't, since I was banking on that assumption!) and of course we can't expect real life to always HAVE happy endings, but with a little luck and a lot of hard work, I think life and love can be the way we want right? With some compromise?
Anyway, I should stop here , since technically I know nothing about THAT kind of love, just the kind you have for your siblings, relatives, parents and friends. So before I put my foot in my mouth, I'll go off. I just hope I managed to clear these thoughts out of my head and maybe put some in yours?
love
shini
I'll explain.
Quite obvious really. When you love someone, in any way, as a friend, a good friend, a sibling, a parent or as a lover, you will feel the loss of their presence. You will feel it deeply because you miss that person so much, and you miss being able to just talk to that person. You will remember him or her fondly at different times. However, if you hate the person who had just passed away, you won't remember the person, except the bad things he or she did to you. You won't miss them at all. Worse still, if you feel an indifference towards the person who passed away, you wouldn't even remember the person at all! Which is awful! So yeah, this is the connection I see between the much-shunned subject of death and the much-talked about topic of love.
Speaking of love, I watched this movie today, hindi of course, on "Bollywood Masti!" on Vasantham, simply because the movies that they've been showing I have not seen, so I thought must take advantage of this right? Missed so many already, but I just happen to be able to catch it. They were Salaam-e-Ishq. Now I had no idea what the movie was about before I tuned in. Apparently its about these 6 couples, and the main theme beinf of course, LOVE! They technically don't know each other all that well, because they movie focuses on each story more then the relationships between couples, but somehow, they all get connected. Almost each couple represented a problem one may face with their love life. There was the cheating husband with his own love-triangle, the indian taxi-driver in love with the foreign girl he's trying to get to her "boyfriend", the eager-beaver, lovey-dovey young couple that just can't seem to have any luck in having "fun", the "fake" relationship between a wannabe and a star that's just for publicity, the commitment-phobe and his frustrated girlfriend and the "mixed-religion" couple that's perfect for each other, till the wife has an accident and cannot recognise or remember anything about her devoted husband. Okay, I know I just told you the story, but its not like anyone will actually go out and watch it right? Those different scenarios, made me think that, whoa! lots of problems out there just to get your love huh! Of course in true Bollywood fashion, there were happy endings all round( I'd be quite upset if there weren't, since I was banking on that assumption!) and of course we can't expect real life to always HAVE happy endings, but with a little luck and a lot of hard work, I think life and love can be the way we want right? With some compromise?
Anyway, I should stop here , since technically I know nothing about THAT kind of love, just the kind you have for your siblings, relatives, parents and friends. So before I put my foot in my mouth, I'll go off. I just hope I managed to clear these thoughts out of my head and maybe put some in yours?
love
shini
Polar Opposites
I have two issues on my mind that I need to clear out. The only way I can do that I figured is to just write here. Anyway, I'd been thinking vaguely about death, and, interestingly enough, love.
I happened to be watching Globe Trekker, Ian Wright as the host of course and he went to Mexico, or as the locals call it," Me-hi-co". Apparently, the biggest event in the whole year is the Day of the Dead, on the 1st of November, kinda close to the what the West call Halloween on the 31st October. Unlike the West and Asia, these Mexicans and I believe the other Latin Americans celebrate the dead, and not mourn them. They have like feasts for the dead at the cemetery and I suppose for some reason, the dead have a sweet tooth because there were all these chocolate and sugar skulls on sale where you can have the late family member's name written on the skull and its supposed to be good for you or something. On the day itself, all this food is made for the loved one, and every one goes to the cemetery at night and they stay there the whole night, praying and eating. The spirits are supposed to mingle with the living during the night. Its quite personal because the living remember the one who passed but I think its more like, they don't get upset but just remember them fondly. So at the cemetery there are different little knots of people around different tombstones, obviously meaning the different families with their remembrances of their loved one. In the morning, the spirits go back and the living go home.
I don't think that's all, because I think that their whole attitude towards death is far more healthy then the conventional ones in the West and in Asia. Not only does everyone remember those gone at least once a year, but its something that's not shunned. Its talked about and out there in the open, which makes sense because death is the ONE thing that's certain for EVERYONE. Even taxes aren't certain for EVERYONE, because in countries where governments are supremely messed up and doesn't even exist, I believe there aren't any taxes. Of course I could be wrong too. My point is, since everyone will pass on eventually, and yes it is a sad thing that, that person will no longer be speaking and being around us, it doesn't mean that they're gone forever. This may sound cliche but I really do think that a person is only gone when nobody remembers him or her. Even if you've passed away, if your living loved ones remember you constantly, and not always sadly, you're not forgotten and therefore still around. For those who had such tortured lives, isn't it better that they've been released from that life that was causing them so much pain? Those that had such full lives, who lived to ripe old ages, finally can sleep peacefully, having completely lived out their lives and achieved all that they want out of it. Even those who left us too early, usually by tragic and unfortunate accidents, yes we must mourn the tragedy because they could have had such great lives, those who had everything going for them. However, at the same time, maybe it can be thought that they're moving on, to maybe an even better life, because if you left too early, maybe it wasn't the right time for you, but it will be next time. As you can tell I believe in karma and in reincarnation and I guess that that helps me with death. I think that we should mourn the dead, only because we cannot talk directly to them; because we cannot ask them questions and advice and hear their opinion. And I think we shouldn't shun from talking about death, because, by shunning and avoiding, its very close to fearing, and fearing something that's bound to happen at some point in time is useless and not sensible.
This post is quite long already and I don't think I want to mix death with love. Not because I shun the topic, or because I still think that they're too different, because technically, they're quite closely connected, but because people scold me for the super long posts. So I think I'll end off here.
shini
I happened to be watching Globe Trekker, Ian Wright as the host of course and he went to Mexico, or as the locals call it," Me-hi-co". Apparently, the biggest event in the whole year is the Day of the Dead, on the 1st of November, kinda close to the what the West call Halloween on the 31st October. Unlike the West and Asia, these Mexicans and I believe the other Latin Americans celebrate the dead, and not mourn them. They have like feasts for the dead at the cemetery and I suppose for some reason, the dead have a sweet tooth because there were all these chocolate and sugar skulls on sale where you can have the late family member's name written on the skull and its supposed to be good for you or something. On the day itself, all this food is made for the loved one, and every one goes to the cemetery at night and they stay there the whole night, praying and eating. The spirits are supposed to mingle with the living during the night. Its quite personal because the living remember the one who passed but I think its more like, they don't get upset but just remember them fondly. So at the cemetery there are different little knots of people around different tombstones, obviously meaning the different families with their remembrances of their loved one. In the morning, the spirits go back and the living go home.
I don't think that's all, because I think that their whole attitude towards death is far more healthy then the conventional ones in the West and in Asia. Not only does everyone remember those gone at least once a year, but its something that's not shunned. Its talked about and out there in the open, which makes sense because death is the ONE thing that's certain for EVERYONE. Even taxes aren't certain for EVERYONE, because in countries where governments are supremely messed up and doesn't even exist, I believe there aren't any taxes. Of course I could be wrong too. My point is, since everyone will pass on eventually, and yes it is a sad thing that, that person will no longer be speaking and being around us, it doesn't mean that they're gone forever. This may sound cliche but I really do think that a person is only gone when nobody remembers him or her. Even if you've passed away, if your living loved ones remember you constantly, and not always sadly, you're not forgotten and therefore still around. For those who had such tortured lives, isn't it better that they've been released from that life that was causing them so much pain? Those that had such full lives, who lived to ripe old ages, finally can sleep peacefully, having completely lived out their lives and achieved all that they want out of it. Even those who left us too early, usually by tragic and unfortunate accidents, yes we must mourn the tragedy because they could have had such great lives, those who had everything going for them. However, at the same time, maybe it can be thought that they're moving on, to maybe an even better life, because if you left too early, maybe it wasn't the right time for you, but it will be next time. As you can tell I believe in karma and in reincarnation and I guess that that helps me with death. I think that we should mourn the dead, only because we cannot talk directly to them; because we cannot ask them questions and advice and hear their opinion. And I think we shouldn't shun from talking about death, because, by shunning and avoiding, its very close to fearing, and fearing something that's bound to happen at some point in time is useless and not sensible.
This post is quite long already and I don't think I want to mix death with love. Not because I shun the topic, or because I still think that they're too different, because technically, they're quite closely connected, but because people scold me for the super long posts. So I think I'll end off here.
shini
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Soccer
You know what are the things I like about soccer? Let me list them down.
1. The cheers of sheer delight on the coaches faces when there's a goal scored. I swear, have you seen Sir Alex Ferguson jumping up and down when a Man U player scores a goal? Bloody hilarious i tell you.
2. The actual scoring of the goal! So exciting!! Really. Just to see how its done, very interesting.
3. To see how the players pass the ball effectively to each other.
4. The points in the match when the players, like, get tangled into each other. Soccer is such a violent sport!
5. God the players are soooooo hot! Well, some of them anyway.
There are other things too, but Ireally can't remember them right now. Also, for some reason, soccer players are rather touch-feely, don't you think? Heads, backs, butts. A bit suspicious to me i think. Anyway, I'm getting too distracted to continue. But before i go off, I must say this. Just because I have started to follow soccer proper, doesn't mean I understand the whole game completely. I have no idea what the difference is between a free kick, a penalty and a foul, if there even IS one. And, the only reaosn why I know what a corner could be is becauseof the location!! I mean hello? its AT the corner! And what the HELL is the offside rule?! I swear, i have so many questions even when I watch each match. But i still can enjoy the games. So yeah. OH! Its time for the Barcelona vs Chelsea match, LIVE! Ciao!
love,
shini
1. The cheers of sheer delight on the coaches faces when there's a goal scored. I swear, have you seen Sir Alex Ferguson jumping up and down when a Man U player scores a goal? Bloody hilarious i tell you.
2. The actual scoring of the goal! So exciting!! Really. Just to see how its done, very interesting.
3. To see how the players pass the ball effectively to each other.
4. The points in the match when the players, like, get tangled into each other. Soccer is such a violent sport!
5. God the players are soooooo hot! Well, some of them anyway.
There are other things too, but Ireally can't remember them right now. Also, for some reason, soccer players are rather touch-feely, don't you think? Heads, backs, butts. A bit suspicious to me i think. Anyway, I'm getting too distracted to continue. But before i go off, I must say this. Just because I have started to follow soccer proper, doesn't mean I understand the whole game completely. I have no idea what the difference is between a free kick, a penalty and a foul, if there even IS one. And, the only reaosn why I know what a corner could be is becauseof the location!! I mean hello? its AT the corner! And what the HELL is the offside rule?! I swear, i have so many questions even when I watch each match. But i still can enjoy the games. So yeah. OH! Its time for the Barcelona vs Chelsea match, LIVE! Ciao!
love,
shini
Sunday, May 3, 2009
couples
New post. Alright. I've asked a number of people this already and pretty much gotten the same answer. I post this question here now.
Question: Situation A is when the guy and girl are just getting to know each other, and they're young, so first-time relationship, and they're dating. Situation B is when the guy and the girl are an etablishe couple. If your friend was the girl, which situation would you prefer to be going on, A or B? Its usually just a matter of time when A becomes B but still. Almost everyone I asked says they prefer it when they're friend is at the point of B. Why do you ask?
Well, at B, they're are less like to stick to one another like glue that's why. I probably sound extremely bitter and maybe I am, but I'd take an established couple over one that's just starting out any day, at least to hang out with. I especially can't stand it when either the girl or the guy comepletely ditches his or her friends for this "future gf or bf". I mean really. Isn't this common sense? Take it from the girls point of view. Boyfriends may come and go but friends and family are always with you. That's how it is right? And the whole act of ditching to spend almost ALL your time with this guy doesn't make sense to me. I mean won't u get sick of each other? Won't you miss your friends? Don't you need ALONE time at least? Of course, these may seem like stupid questions and probably shows my immaturity in this seperate arena. But , you know, still.
Its quite frustrating to the friends of this "to-be" couple. Especially when its taking absolutely FOREVER for things to be confirmed. Yu know what i mean. Sigh. I don't know if I act like that or not, never had the chance to, but i think I'd stay sensible enough to save some time to be with my close and best friends. Well, I hope so anyway, Urgh, quite tired now, so going to go off. Word of advice ? Remember to always make time for your friends, because when the r/s goes bad, you'll need someone's shoulders to cry on and to comfort you and if you ditch your friends,you'll end up all alone. NO MATTER WHAT. ok, bye!
shini
Question: Situation A is when the guy and girl are just getting to know each other, and they're young, so first-time relationship, and they're dating. Situation B is when the guy and the girl are an etablishe couple. If your friend was the girl, which situation would you prefer to be going on, A or B? Its usually just a matter of time when A becomes B but still. Almost everyone I asked says they prefer it when they're friend is at the point of B. Why do you ask?
Well, at B, they're are less like to stick to one another like glue that's why. I probably sound extremely bitter and maybe I am, but I'd take an established couple over one that's just starting out any day, at least to hang out with. I especially can't stand it when either the girl or the guy comepletely ditches his or her friends for this "future gf or bf". I mean really. Isn't this common sense? Take it from the girls point of view. Boyfriends may come and go but friends and family are always with you. That's how it is right? And the whole act of ditching to spend almost ALL your time with this guy doesn't make sense to me. I mean won't u get sick of each other? Won't you miss your friends? Don't you need ALONE time at least? Of course, these may seem like stupid questions and probably shows my immaturity in this seperate arena. But , you know, still.
Its quite frustrating to the friends of this "to-be" couple. Especially when its taking absolutely FOREVER for things to be confirmed. Yu know what i mean. Sigh. I don't know if I act like that or not, never had the chance to, but i think I'd stay sensible enough to save some time to be with my close and best friends. Well, I hope so anyway, Urgh, quite tired now, so going to go off. Word of advice ? Remember to always make time for your friends, because when the r/s goes bad, you'll need someone's shoulders to cry on and to comfort you and if you ditch your friends,you'll end up all alone. NO MATTER WHAT. ok, bye!
shini
great days
Since I am in such a happy mood, I shall type this entry in one of my favourite colours: pink. Unfortunately, this shade of pink is not my fav, but never mind. Yes, pink is one of my favourite colours, and i realised this, or shall i say i finally accepted this fact, quite late in my life. I realised this when i actually counted the number of shirts and pieces of clothing i have in the colour and found that i have hte most number of clothing in pink. Plus, it looks DAMN good on me. next to black of course.
By the way, this entry was not to talk about my fav colours, though if you're wondering, they are: pink, black, red and brown. They are such because these colours look quite nice on my skin tone. Even though i know that technically, black is not a colour, but a pigment.
Okay, must get to the main topic. I had a BRILLIANT weekend!!! And i mean BRILLIANT. Met friends, family, went to the beach, played games, AND its still not over!! Although i think tomorrow i'll probably just be doing housework. But there's Harper's Island to watch and the taped show of Red THread that i missed. I mean really! And oh my goodness, I just watched Russell Peters, (not live of course;believe me i'm not very proud of it) and the man is hilarious!!! Really! If you haven't heard of him, well then shame on you! You are denying yourself of some great comedy. Alright, people say he's offensive and he swears like a sailor during his acts and some subject matter, or all can be questionable. BUT. But he's just pointing out truths about humanity and ourselves that we are too shy to mention ourselves. And he's so good that, i think a lot of people go away from his show, not at all feeling offended, but just generally happy, which is what may happen when you laugh for a long period of time. So yes, I"m in a great mood! Just felt like writing down here, like to record it down when i feel just so amazing and not at all unhappy or sad or worried. Its very important I think to remember your happy times, and forget about the sad ones.Oh god i think that last line was like a bad song. Oh! I forgot to mention, i danced today too! doing all my favourite things! anyway, I want to mention something else but i don't want to ruin this happy post so I'll just write another one. Ciao darlings!!!
loves,
shini
By the way, this entry was not to talk about my fav colours, though if you're wondering, they are: pink, black, red and brown. They are such because these colours look quite nice on my skin tone. Even though i know that technically, black is not a colour, but a pigment.
Okay, must get to the main topic. I had a BRILLIANT weekend!!! And i mean BRILLIANT. Met friends, family, went to the beach, played games, AND its still not over!! Although i think tomorrow i'll probably just be doing housework. But there's Harper's Island to watch and the taped show of Red THread that i missed. I mean really! And oh my goodness, I just watched Russell Peters, (not live of course;believe me i'm not very proud of it) and the man is hilarious!!! Really! If you haven't heard of him, well then shame on you! You are denying yourself of some great comedy. Alright, people say he's offensive and he swears like a sailor during his acts and some subject matter, or all can be questionable. BUT. But he's just pointing out truths about humanity and ourselves that we are too shy to mention ourselves. And he's so good that, i think a lot of people go away from his show, not at all feeling offended, but just generally happy, which is what may happen when you laugh for a long period of time. So yes, I"m in a great mood! Just felt like writing down here, like to record it down when i feel just so amazing and not at all unhappy or sad or worried. Its very important I think to remember your happy times, and forget about the sad ones.Oh god i think that last line was like a bad song. Oh! I forgot to mention, i danced today too! doing all my favourite things! anyway, I want to mention something else but i don't want to ruin this happy post so I'll just write another one. Ciao darlings!!!
loves,
shini
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