Are you ready?

Why so serioussss??

*peeks out from behind chair*

Heh...

*hides again*

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Hi.

Sorry to all those of you have been checking my blog for entries that didn't appear until now. I'll be sure to reward all two of you for not giving up on my less than frequent entries.

:)

To get back into my old habit of blogging, I thought I'd just put in a really short entry about what just happened to me an hour ago.

Alex and I were hanging around the kitchen just now, scouting for food and whatever else we could find.

The first thing I did was stick my head in the microwave (no, not like that)...and what did I find?

An alien cupcake.

I'm not even kidding.

Look:


See?

I wasn't kidding.

My point is, the alien cupcake amused me more than it should have. Alex was kind of confused at my strange behaviour around the lump of dough...he didn't say anything though.

But what happened next got him into 'crazy mode' as well.

I put a brownie in my mouth, offered him one, and burst out into hysterical laughter. No idea why. It just happened.

We then decided to share a chunk of watermelon. Alex cut in in half, we 'cheers-ed' them and started on them.

Now, you have to understand that when you leave two five year olds at home alone, food doesn't get cut into 'bite-size' pieces. We were forcing giant mouthfuls of watermelon into our mouths.

This got me laughing again, and soon, all I had to do was look at my slice of watermelon to burst into a bout of uncontrollable laughter.

Now before you tell me that I need mental help, hear me out.

It's important to get your daily dose of giggles. Something that you can smile about just before you hit the hay, you know?

Society tells us that we have to be perfect to be accepted. The pressure that comes with that is enough to make us forget to have fun.

If you spend all day trying to make sure you are doing everything right, you'll end up having the life sucked right out of you.

Let the little things go.

They aren't important.

So try it today.

Laugh at nothing.

Have a longer life.

:)

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It's short.

Bear with me, I'm recovering from my severe case of writer's block. I haven't quite got the flow back yet, but I figured the best remedy would be to force some brain juice to make something happen.

Till I get back into the spirit of things, Ima probably just do a lot of reviews and other random entries like this one.

Till then,

Me

Dare To Be Different

Okay. I have an inspired post. Thank you Lesley for getting the machinery up and running again. I would have just answered it, but I feel it ties into this new topic. So I figured, why not? And here I am.

Ready?

Let's GO!


What's the difference between the words 'trend' and 'uniform'? I'll look it up for you:

trend (n) : the general course or prevailing tendency

uniform (n) : an identifying outfit or style of dress worn by the members of a given profession, organization, or rank.

Okay, so now we see that they have different meanings. Follow me closely as I explain the next part. It may get confusing.

Teenagers hate blending in, correct?

Wrong.

When they hear the words 'you'll have to wear this uniform', they will make a face and sulk a bit. Generally, teenagers and, in some cases, young adults, don't want to wear uniforms. They make fun of uniforms, and ridicule anyone in one. Why? Because we are at a stage in our lives when uniforms mean blending in. And NO ONE wants to blend in.

But now, I present you with a different situation.

"Wow, look at her/him! She/He's always up to date with the latest trends." I wish I could be like her/him.

Now, tell me the difference.

You're right.

There isn't one.

People are so concerned with trying to STAND OUT, that they begin blending into the background. Who are the kids in school that really get noticed by everyone? Not the popular kids. They're the ones with their pants pulled up to their necks and speech impediments.

I'm not saying that there is anything wrong with that whatsoever. I'm making a point. The point is, that the people who stand out the most are the ones that pay no attention to fitting in. They have better things to do with their time.

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Icon breakdown:

At first glance, the icon is telling us something that we think we all know already. You're all probably thinking, 'DUHHH. Stop stating the obvious. We know we are meant to stand out.'

Really?

Do you?

Because speaking from personal experience, I can tell you that most of you (that I know) are doing a great job of making yourself fade into the background. It's not an accusation. Merely an observation. Let me explain.

It is human nature to want to be accepted. No one wants to be an outcast. A simple example of trying to fit in, is laughing at a joke even when it isn't funny to you. Other people might honestly find it hilarious, but to you, it doesn't even make you want to smile. You laugh anyway.

It's easier.

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In this day and age, peer pressure is a big issue. The world seems to have these expectations of you that we are all obliged to follow. Be wary. Tread carefully.

If you are at this point in the post, still thinking, 'Yeah, I know that I stand out', and a giving yourself a list of things that make you stand out, I beg you to stop deflecting my words and at least give it a thought.

There is no shame in being wrong. (Contrary to popular belief...)

You have to interpret the meaning of 'fitting in' as 'being accepted'. See, no one should have to do something to be accepted. You just have to be as you are and have people accept you for that.

Look at it this way:

Remember playing with Play-Doh as a kid? There was this little device that turned a lump of Doh into stringy spaghetti thingies when you squeezed it. You'd take a clump of Doh out the tub, put it in the squeezy thing and watch in amazement as the noodles came out the other end.

What if you tried reversing the process? If you tried taking the clump, splitting it, and rolling the Doh to make noodles to try and force it into the squeezy thing? Doesn't that sound utterly ridiculous?

It's the same thing with fitting in. If you have to force yourself to be something you're not, (ie. forcing oddly shaped noodles into a squeezy thing) then you are going to end up as a messy lump of nothing on the floor. But if you just be who you are and as you are, you will change to be whatever it is you are meant to be.

These are simple facts.

And that brings me to answering Lesley's question, which I will quote exactly:

'I like this topic. Good choice. As the Devil's advocate, it is my duty to ask you, how about the box that is pretty AND contains valuables safely. Are they seen as the glass box due to theirappearance? If people are catergorized and judged as simply vain and superficial or plain but accomplised, how about those in between? There are many girls out there who are pretty and superficial but also has a head on their shoulders and acutally uses it. What happens to them?'

Nothing happens to them.

The point of my last entry was that what really gives a person their value is what lies on the inside.

I didn't say anything about being judged as 'vain and superficial' or 'plain and accomplished'.

What I did say, however, was that relying on looks to get you places is a stupid thing to do.

Maybe it's because I didn't carry the message across quite clearly enough, but the fact that you are still asking about looks shows me that there was a communication error somewhere along the line.

I was trying to stress the point that being more focused on your inner beauty and growth is FAR more important than making sure your hair is absolutely perfect with no strand out of place. See, if you are actually grounded and have given yourself value, thoughts of being physically attractive do not come to mind.

Yes, it's great to look good on the outside. Why? Because when you look good, you feel good. And when you feel good, there is an air of confidence around you. But when you can walk around with that air of confidence when you have mustard all over your shirt and a wet patch on your crotch, THEN you know you are worth something.

It's a bit extreme, but I think it needs to be taken there.

If you have been blessed with good looks, good for you. But know that they are gonna run out eventually and you'll be left with what's on the inside. Make sure it's what you want there.

I find, that the more you are yourself and stay true to that, the more people like you. It's natural for people to gravitate toward those that have no inhibitions and are genuine.

I know for a fact that I am more drawn to people who can laugh at themselves.

If people don't like you, that's their own problem.

Be yourself, and those who are meant to find you, will.

Dare to be different.

You're the only one stopping you.

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Thanks for reading. Hope this answered the question Lers. If you, or anyone else has a question, drop it in the tagbox.

:)

I am WOMAN. Hear me ROAR.

Hey guys, sorry for the mini break I took. I had stuff to do. :) But I'm back now.

Ready?

Here we go:


Okay, I need you to read the icon, absorb it and only then, continue. Take time to read between the lines.

The icon basically is a reminder to girls that they are valuable. That they should treasure themselves. I guess you could also see it as a reminder for guys, that girls worth having are the ones that have to be chased.

A perfect example of how this plays out is how guys tend to spring for the girls that make it easy for them. Why? Because it's effortless. Guys who do this often find confident girls intimidating. They don't feel like they have the upper hand anymore.

The world sends us messages that sometimes destroy us. It has rules on what makes someone 'pretty' or what makes someone 'handsome'. It sets these rules that make average sized people 'fat'. It puts all this emphasis on being physically attractive. Like it's the only thing important in life.

I find that girls that go out with countless guys have very low self esteem. It may not show when you look at them, and talk to them, but if you think about it, I think you'll be able to see what I'm saying. Girls that date a lot are looking for some form of validation. They want to feel like someone wants to be with them, or at least wants them. They may want to feel accepted, safe, or even protected and that is fine. But dating as many guys as you can isn't the best way to go about it.

Let's use this example:

I have two boxes. One is made to be aesthetically pleasing, and the other is to hold fragile valuables. Now, the box for valuables is by no means ugly. It isn't. The maker just paid more attention to making it suitable for it's job than to attract attention.

The other box on the other hand is solely made to be a decoration. Made of glass, it is always noticed, and examined. It is kept clean, and always sparkles.

The boxes are kept on the same shelf, positioned next to each other. But because one is more colourful than the other, the little chest is often ignored or only given a once over. Few even consider the fact that there could be valuables in there. Most of them are drawn to the other box.

Because I am clumsy, I accidentally run into the shelf. It shakes and both boxes are thrown onto the floor. The pretty box shatters, but the other box stays intact. In fact, there is only a shallow dent on the surface. To make sure that my boo boo didn't do too much harm, I open the box.

I see the antique china that my grandmother gave me and breathe a sigh of relief.

I smile, and put the box back on the shelf.

Then, I grab a broom and sweep up the remains of the other box. I pick up the little bits of paper I kept inside of it and pocket them.

The last thing I do is cycle over to the nearest mall and pick up another box that is just as, if not more, attractive than the old one.

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The boxes represent two people with different values. The pretty box didn't serve much of a purpose. The practical box, however, did exactly what it was made to do. Boxes are meant to contain things. That's what the hollow space inside of one is for.

My bumping into the shelf represents a problem in life. The pretty box couldn't take the intensity, and as it hit the ground, it broke. It shattered to a million pieces, and what did I do? I swept it into a bin, and replaced it. Simple as that.

On the other hand, the practical box was placed back onto the shelf because it could withstand the impact and wasn't badly affected by it.

Naturally most people would want the pretty box over the practical one. That would be unless they wanted a box to hold something important.

In the analogy I placed the boxes next to each other on the shelf to show you a comparison. To show how silly it is to have box as good as empty on a shelf when you need a box to hold something of value. Because the pretty box was breakable, there wasn't anything important in it. I knew that if it broke, it's contents would be damaged.

Now think about it.

Do you wanna be the pretty box? Do you really want to face a problem in life, shatter, and be remembered by a scrap of paper serving as a reminder to wash the dog? Do you want to be thrown away without the bat of an eye and replaced?

Or do you want to be valued as much as your contents? To know you served your purpose and be recognised for it?

You give yourself your own value. No one else has that ability. YOU choose your price.

You can make yourself 'easy'. But you also have the capability of becoming someone who can fall time and time again only to pick yourself up and say 'I'm okay.' Which will you choose?

Why are gems valuable? Because their hard to find. They are rare.

What makes you different than everyone else? What sets you apart?

There are millions upon millions of beautiful people in the world. You have to be someone in order to stand out. Outer beauty only lasts so long. Once it's gone, ask yourself, what are you gonna be left with?

You have been blessed with the gift of life.

Make something of it.

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Girls, you don't have to be affected by remarks other people make regarding appearance. If you are confident and self-assured, they bounce right off. It doesn't even affect you. Don't give into the demands of the world. Swim against the current.

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Thanks for getting all the way here. This post took AGES to write. I'm suffering from a severe case of writer's block.

INSPIRE ME.

Comments and opinions to the tagbox please. I'd happily re-address this issue if you feel I should tackle another angle of it. Just say the word.

Thanks.

:)

Attention all Ladies

Guys, feel free to go ahead and continue reading. I just felt that it would be more beneficial to the women to hear what I have to say.

And without further ado, I present you my blog post. :)

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Take a good look at this, and think about it for a moment:



Okay. So, you may be thinking, 'DUH, everyone knows that.'. But then, why is it that we always hear girls complaining about their weight, looks or just themselves in general. Some don't have confidence, which would just serve to make them miserable as time goes by.

Seriously, is this the life you want?

A life full of hesitation and thoughts of not adding up to enough?

Of course you say 'no', but what are you going to do about it? You can't just sit there and expect things to happen. You have to take all this in and use it to your advantage.

Let's break down the icon to it's simple, yet precious reminder. Real girls - as in every single female being on this planet - are not perfect. That's right. NOBODY is perfect. You just can't be perfect. It's impossible. Like slamming revolving doors.

Some may project the illusion that they are perfect. They may be attractive, sought after, have families and get good grades, but it's key to remember that they aren't perfect. There are things about them that you may never find out. You haven't been inside their head or experienced a day in their lives. What you think is not what may be true. They could have MANY problems that you just aren't aware of.

Perfect girls aren't real.

Thank. God.

'Why?' you may ask. 'Why can't we be perfect? Wouldn't it be better?'

No.

Imagine if we were all made perfect. Everybody would look the same, we would all think the same and we'd basically all be the same. Then what's the point? What's the point of being alive when you can't live your own life? We'd all be living one collective, boring, but perfect life.

*shudders*

No thanks.

We are all unique. I know that you probably hear that a whole lot, but that's only because it's true. Don't believe me? Well, find me someone who walks, talks, thinks, looks, and lives life EXACTLY like you. Only THEN will I take back the statement.

All of us were given our talents, our families and our situations for a reason. You were made the way you are for a REASON. It is in our imperfections that our true selves lie. It is important to recognise that.

Beauty lies in imperfection.

I have always said that, and will keep saying it. Why? Because of the meaning it carries. Your strength can never be tested if you are not put through trials. How do you know how much you can handle without having to handle it first? You'll never know if you can do a hundred push ups if you don't actually attempt to do them.

You wouldn't be the person you are today if you weren't faced with problems, if you didn't have to go through rough patches or if you were perfect.

So you have to make the choice now. You have to decide if you want to continue wishing your life was perfect, or if you want to embrace it as it is. Someone who is blessed with all the material things is the world can still live a life less fulfilling than someone who has to slave away for hours in order to put some scraps on the table.

It all depends on what you choose to do with what is given to you.

Girls, you have to remember that there is no way that you are ever gonna be perfect (by world standards). As appealing as it may sound or appear, there is no possible way to achieve it. You have to accept the fact and move on.

Instead of looking for perfection, look for yourself. Find yourself and own it. Be confident. Be willing to stand up and say, "This is who I am."

Stay true to yourself, and you will be able to take whatever is thrown at you.

Forget about trying to attract someone. You don't need to please them.

Please YOURSELF first, and it'll all fall into place.

:)

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