i met this woman this morning and i love her. oh my. i love her look, her overall appearance is chic, fresh and very pretty, and she doesn't speak in a condescending tone haha.
'day':
1. cleansing milk
2. wash with water/ soap
3. 'lift' it with cotton
4. moisturizer
5. loose powder
6. compact powder
7. eyeliner for inside the eye
8. eyeshadow
9. eyeliner again to really line the eyes now
10. blush& lipstick
seriously, how many hours do you need?! :O
BMI= weight/((height)^2)
18-24.9 normal
25-29.9 overweight
30-40 obese
exercising daily for 30 mins a day (routinely) is much more effective than exercising once a week for 2 hours straight each time.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
15/02/2012
cannot remember much from the vocal expression in English except that i ace most of the tongue twisters. of course, i've been practicing some of them since i was a kid :P
wardrobe, oh wardrobe.
there are 3 basic 'bag' to go for 'party/formal occasion':
1. clutch
2. short strapped
3. long strapped
...and there are 3 basic 'colours' for such bags:
1. black
2. gold
3. silver
so... combine it altogether, if you want to have every bag to match every dress you have, you need to have... 9 purses/bags. what the heck.
and to go to such formal occasion, you need to wear heels at least 7-9cm, and not the broad/wide heels, but the thin and sharp heels D: (in my mind: ohmygoshohmygosh stilletto D:) sigh, not everyone is blessed with healthy, strong legs that can bear wearing such heels, you know.
wedges are supposed to be worn for casual wear only. (really?? my mother has this very gorgeous wedges with much bling and i think they're waaayy too dressy for casual wear, puh-lease.)
'warm' colours (red, yellow, orange, brown) are best matched with gold accesories.
'cool' colours (blue, green, purple) are best matched with silver accesories.
'pastel' colours are best matched with pearls.
black and white colours can be matched with anything.
don't wear something with a neckline that is similar/same with the shape of your face. e.g round face, avoid round neckline. wear a top that has the same/similar colour with the bottom to look taller. if you wear contrasting colours, wear accesories to complement. e.g if you wear a red top and black pants, wear black necklace to complement the black pants. wear shoes that have the same colour/tone to the bottom to look taller. (but if you wear contrasting colours like the red top and black pants, you can wear red shoes to complement the red top).
if the top you're wearing already has some details around the neckline e.g ruffles, beads, lace etc, don't wear a necklace. when wearing a necklace, you need to watch the distance between the necklace and the neckline. too close is a no-no. actually, wearing a necklace that cuts the neckline is a no-no. e.g wearing a long necklace while wearing a normal round neck t-shirt. the necklace will 'cut' the round neckline. however, long necklace is a trend nowadays, so it's ok. but they say the best way to wear a long necklace is when you have a 'closed' neckline e.g turtleneck, so the necklace can shine, and your outfit can shine too.
forgot what else, so much information, so little time.
wardrobe, oh wardrobe.
there are 3 basic 'bag' to go for 'party/formal occasion':
1. clutch
2. short strapped
3. long strapped
...and there are 3 basic 'colours' for such bags:
1. black
2. gold
3. silver
so... combine it altogether, if you want to have every bag to match every dress you have, you need to have... 9 purses/bags. what the heck.
and to go to such formal occasion, you need to wear heels at least 7-9cm, and not the broad/wide heels, but the thin and sharp heels D: (in my mind: ohmygoshohmygosh stilletto D:) sigh, not everyone is blessed with healthy, strong legs that can bear wearing such heels, you know.
wedges are supposed to be worn for casual wear only. (really?? my mother has this very gorgeous wedges with much bling and i think they're waaayy too dressy for casual wear, puh-lease.)
'warm' colours (red, yellow, orange, brown) are best matched with gold accesories.
'cool' colours (blue, green, purple) are best matched with silver accesories.
'pastel' colours are best matched with pearls.
black and white colours can be matched with anything.
don't wear something with a neckline that is similar/same with the shape of your face. e.g round face, avoid round neckline. wear a top that has the same/similar colour with the bottom to look taller. if you wear contrasting colours, wear accesories to complement. e.g if you wear a red top and black pants, wear black necklace to complement the black pants. wear shoes that have the same colour/tone to the bottom to look taller. (but if you wear contrasting colours like the red top and black pants, you can wear red shoes to complement the red top).
if the top you're wearing already has some details around the neckline e.g ruffles, beads, lace etc, don't wear a necklace. when wearing a necklace, you need to watch the distance between the necklace and the neckline. too close is a no-no. actually, wearing a necklace that cuts the neckline is a no-no. e.g wearing a long necklace while wearing a normal round neck t-shirt. the necklace will 'cut' the round neckline. however, long necklace is a trend nowadays, so it's ok. but they say the best way to wear a long necklace is when you have a 'closed' neckline e.g turtleneck, so the necklace can shine, and your outfit can shine too.
forgot what else, so much information, so little time.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
14/02/2012
1. know yourself (your emotion/mental state, habits, behaviour...)
2. accept yourself (this is the most difficult part for some people, and many can't get past this stage)
3. express yourself
when an emotion wells up in a female, she will do something to channel that emotion. there are 4 types of female according to the way she channels her emotion:
1. she'll cry
2. she'll ask a friend for a walk and become very talkative, she'll have a long HTHT talk with that friend
3. she'll
4. she will do something to keep her hands busy, e.g doing chores etc to keep her mind off that problem
however, such 'channelization' does not solve the problem. if it is left unsolved, the problem will take root inside her heart and once it is nudged again, it will easily surface again many times greater than before. after she calms down (after channeling her emotion), she needs to face and solve the problem, talk to related people etc, to really finish it.
rule of etiquette (for general people i.e no ranks, etc): female is the QUEEN.
that's why male needs to open the car's door for a female, press the lift button, open the door to a restaurant, walk first to show the direction to female, stand when a female sitting next to him stands, and also when she approaches him.
not that i want to emphasize gender differences, but apparently it is what it is in the etiquette of universal business. hmmm :/but it's quite interesting to know, though i have difficulty remembering such stuffs~
2. accept yourself (this is the most difficult part for some people, and many can't get past this stage)
3. express yourself
when an emotion wells up in a female, she will do something to channel that emotion. there are 4 types of female according to the way she channels her emotion:
1. she'll cry
2. she'll ask a friend for a walk and become very talkative, she'll have a long HTHT talk with that friend
3. she'll
4. she will do something to keep her hands busy, e.g doing chores etc to keep her mind off that problem
however, such 'channelization' does not solve the problem. if it is left unsolved, the problem will take root inside her heart and once it is nudged again, it will easily surface again many times greater than before. after she calms down (after channeling her emotion), she needs to face and solve the problem, talk to related people etc, to really finish it.
rule of etiquette (for general people i.e no ranks, etc): female is the QUEEN.
that's why male needs to open the car's door for a female, press the lift button, open the door to a restaurant, walk first to show the direction to female, stand when a female sitting next to him stands, and also when she approaches him.
not that i want to emphasize gender differences, but apparently it is what it is in the etiquette of universal business. hmmm :/but it's quite interesting to know, though i have difficulty remembering such stuffs~
Monday, February 13, 2012
13/02/2012
"There is no such thing as unattractive people... only people who don't know how to make the most of themselves."
warning, unattractive here does not only refer to the physical beauty. you can also rephrase the quote such as everyone has the same opportunity to succeed, just that he/she needs to know how to maximize his/her potential.
"Never admire anyone more than you admire yourself, because you are unique."
it may sound a bit 'narcissistic', but it is a first step to respect and appreciate yourself. if you appreciate a limited edition LV bag, for example, because it is rare and difficult to get, you should appreciate yourself, which is only one in this world. the world only has one 'you'.
"Positive thinking is not enough. What is important is to have a positive attitude."
and....
"Negative thinking is not wrong, it's what keeps us humans."
but a negative way of thinking can also be used such that it becomes a part of our positive attitude.
warning, unattractive here does not only refer to the physical beauty. you can also rephrase the quote such as everyone has the same opportunity to succeed, just that he/she needs to know how to maximize his/her potential.
"Never admire anyone more than you admire yourself, because you are unique."
it may sound a bit 'narcissistic', but it is a first step to respect and appreciate yourself. if you appreciate a limited edition LV bag, for example, because it is rare and difficult to get, you should appreciate yourself, which is only one in this world. the world only has one 'you'.
"Positive thinking is not enough. What is important is to have a positive attitude."
and....
"Negative thinking is not wrong, it's what keeps us humans."
but a negative way of thinking can also be used such that it becomes a part of our positive attitude.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
update to be up-to-date! :D
i may start jotting down some random notes from 13 to about 28 feb haha. i am joining some interesting courses during that period ;)
and back to my old routine, i am again a part of the chuch's music team (: i'm so glad to be back, and i'm hoping for more! i hope i can learn more, and maybe pick up guitar skills from them lol. oh my, and i'm in the same group with my friends haha, i couldn't ask for more.
have a nice day everybody :D
P.S trying to wash away the despair from the previous post with this light-hearted short post (:
and back to my old routine, i am again a part of the chuch's music team (: i'm so glad to be back, and i'm hoping for more! i hope i can learn more, and maybe pick up guitar skills from them lol. oh my, and i'm in the same group with my friends haha, i couldn't ask for more.
have a nice day everybody :D
P.S trying to wash away the despair from the previous post with this light-hearted short post (:
Published drafts (4): The Pain Afterwards
..(continued).. How if your heart hasn't changed, but it has changed on the other side? Because any kind of feeling is a 2-way communication. I have been trying to ignore any kinds of feelings, until that day. He slipped away, and I couldn't do anything about it. I knew the news, I could sense it, even before they realized it. That was, and still is, the most painful feeling I have ever felt in my life. I even had trouble breathing sometimes just because I felt so much pain, so uncomfortable. I knew that to be a bigger man, I should be happy for them. What can I do anyway? Now he can be happy again. But I am a human anyway.
We were not the most harmonious people together, by the way. We had a lot of conflicts. When I approached him to talk, he was not in the mood to talk. When I thought he needed some time alone, he wanted to talk. And the same thing applied to me too.
And the news. The news. It... affected me more deeply than you might think, even more than I could imagine. It has somehow retracted me back to my shell, like a tortoise searching for protection. The world I have known seems to crumble down before my very eyes. This depressing feeling, this nothingness. I seemed to lose grip to the most stable pillar I relied on. I, again, can't bear to see them eye-to-eye. I can't even talk to them sometimes. And I can't hear people talking about them. I just wanted to go away.
Do you ever wonder why there is just a mere silence between us? I am sorry, but that's because I myself don't want to start any conversation with you. If I don't feel like it, I think I am giving off a pretty strong negative aura. Not because I don't have any topics to talk about. I have so many things to tell you, really. I want to tell you a lot of things. But I will just hurt myself. Sorry, for being so egocentric.. And I don't want to start crying or something. I'm scared that I will just go on and scream at you and cry to let go of this built-up emotions. So.. that's it. I avoid any conversation with them, and I just can't, I simply can't look them in the eyes. Even just looking at their silhouettes from the corner of my eye pains my heart.
That night, I cried. I couldn't cry my heart out, because I would howl and yell as loud as possible if I did. And I couldn't sleep. I wanted to distract myself. But I didn't know how. I couldn't possibly open social networking sites when the news was just freshly published. It would be like pressing hot iron to an open wound, then sprinkling some salt on it. I couldn't study. I couldn't concentrate. I didn't have any appetite to eat. I needed to do something, really. In times like this, I usually went to a piano or get a sketchbook. It was late at night, I couldn't possibly play the piano, so I grabbed my sketchbook and begun to draw. I really didn't want to draw any faces, so I picked a picture of the side view of a person with a lot of shadows. I didn't even care the room lights were off. I turned on my bed light and continued. I drew like it was a drug, like I was clinging to it for a moment of escape. It was around 2 am. And unexpectedly, a person sent me a message at that time, asking whether I have slept. I said that I couldn't. And it was nice to see a 'caring' message from someone unexpected in times like that. And after exhausting myself, I drifted to a slumber.
The bad news is that I can constantly meet them, duh, we're living in the same place! The worse news is that everyone is happy about it and expecting it. I know I should be happy too, but I just.. can't. Not yet.
And I can't express this feeling in any ways. I just told one person in this hostel about this. I couldn't even talk to her verbally, because people around us will hear me. I wrote, and I wrote, and I wrote, because writing is one of the most honest way to express a feeling for me. I couldn't talk this out, this is just too complicated to say out loud. And I couldn't write this anywhere online, my blog and my accounts are all known to them. It would just create unnecessary commotion. For some time, I couldn't even write anything, really. I just can't. It kept breaking my heart to start writing and I would start crying. However, this emotion kept building up. And I couldn't hold it any longer. I wanted to express it, I needed to write. For my sanity. Hence, I created another blog. No one knew what it is, and I hope it remains hidden. It's just a way for me to vent out my feelings. Depressing stuffs there.
You know what's scary? I understand the feeling that people would consider suicide after this kind of news. The temptation to slit my wrist just to convince that it cannot be any painful than this feeling. My knee went off again one time. And I didn't even feel the pain. The emotional pain somehow numbed any physical pain. Which brought my thought to the above temptation again. Morbid, I know.
I am not saying that I had the worst situation in the world. I am just saying that I was in my lowest state of my life. I was in the trough of my life. This year (2011), I almost fainted twice. This year (2011), I need to clean my bed everyday to collect the clumps of fallen hairs. There are unbelievably a lot of fallen hairs. This year (2011), I need to change my bed sheets weekly because my moist hands and legs somehow dampen them faster this year. This year (2011), I lost my weight until I was about 46 kg when my normal weight is usually 52 kg. And I haven't gained back until that normal weight ever since.
It was a tough, tough work managing this feeling, and striving for better results at the same time. I haven't really gained my grounds here, and I am yet stuffed with this, which is a major setback for me. I am really sorry, but you are one of the reasons I do not want to continue studying in Singapore. I often hope that people would just stop talking about this. But then I realized, I am the problem. I am the sore thumb that sticks out. I need to get out of this environment and let them be happy the way they are. After all, I don't place any important roles for them, right? Thank God I was out of prep time, because if not, I might be stuck with them and just held that pain while forcing myself to concentrate. I didn't really like studying in the library, it made me sleepy. But if I studied outside, I would have no valid reason not to sit with her, wouldn't I? And if she sat with me, he would sit with her if he came, right?
Sigh.
(to be continued)...
We were not the most harmonious people together, by the way. We had a lot of conflicts. When I approached him to talk, he was not in the mood to talk. When I thought he needed some time alone, he wanted to talk. And the same thing applied to me too.
And the news. The news. It... affected me more deeply than you might think, even more than I could imagine. It has somehow retracted me back to my shell, like a tortoise searching for protection. The world I have known seems to crumble down before my very eyes. This depressing feeling, this nothingness. I seemed to lose grip to the most stable pillar I relied on. I, again, can't bear to see them eye-to-eye. I can't even talk to them sometimes. And I can't hear people talking about them. I just wanted to go away.
Do you ever wonder why there is just a mere silence between us? I am sorry, but that's because I myself don't want to start any conversation with you. If I don't feel like it, I think I am giving off a pretty strong negative aura. Not because I don't have any topics to talk about. I have so many things to tell you, really. I want to tell you a lot of things. But I will just hurt myself. Sorry, for being so egocentric.. And I don't want to start crying or something. I'm scared that I will just go on and scream at you and cry to let go of this built-up emotions. So.. that's it. I avoid any conversation with them, and I just can't, I simply can't look them in the eyes. Even just looking at their silhouettes from the corner of my eye pains my heart.
That night, I cried. I couldn't cry my heart out, because I would howl and yell as loud as possible if I did. And I couldn't sleep. I wanted to distract myself. But I didn't know how. I couldn't possibly open social networking sites when the news was just freshly published. It would be like pressing hot iron to an open wound, then sprinkling some salt on it. I couldn't study. I couldn't concentrate. I didn't have any appetite to eat. I needed to do something, really. In times like this, I usually went to a piano or get a sketchbook. It was late at night, I couldn't possibly play the piano, so I grabbed my sketchbook and begun to draw. I really didn't want to draw any faces, so I picked a picture of the side view of a person with a lot of shadows. I didn't even care the room lights were off. I turned on my bed light and continued. I drew like it was a drug, like I was clinging to it for a moment of escape. It was around 2 am. And unexpectedly, a person sent me a message at that time, asking whether I have slept. I said that I couldn't. And it was nice to see a 'caring' message from someone unexpected in times like that. And after exhausting myself, I drifted to a slumber.
The bad news is that I can constantly meet them, duh, we're living in the same place! The worse news is that everyone is happy about it and expecting it. I know I should be happy too, but I just.. can't. Not yet.
And I can't express this feeling in any ways. I just told one person in this hostel about this. I couldn't even talk to her verbally, because people around us will hear me. I wrote, and I wrote, and I wrote, because writing is one of the most honest way to express a feeling for me. I couldn't talk this out, this is just too complicated to say out loud. And I couldn't write this anywhere online, my blog and my accounts are all known to them. It would just create unnecessary commotion. For some time, I couldn't even write anything, really. I just can't. It kept breaking my heart to start writing and I would start crying. However, this emotion kept building up. And I couldn't hold it any longer. I wanted to express it, I needed to write. For my sanity. Hence, I created another blog. No one knew what it is, and I hope it remains hidden. It's just a way for me to vent out my feelings. Depressing stuffs there.
You know what's scary? I understand the feeling that people would consider suicide after this kind of news. The temptation to slit my wrist just to convince that it cannot be any painful than this feeling. My knee went off again one time. And I didn't even feel the pain. The emotional pain somehow numbed any physical pain. Which brought my thought to the above temptation again. Morbid, I know.
I am not saying that I had the worst situation in the world. I am just saying that I was in my lowest state of my life. I was in the trough of my life. This year (2011), I almost fainted twice. This year (2011), I need to clean my bed everyday to collect the clumps of fallen hairs. There are unbelievably a lot of fallen hairs. This year (2011), I need to change my bed sheets weekly because my moist hands and legs somehow dampen them faster this year. This year (2011), I lost my weight until I was about 46 kg when my normal weight is usually 52 kg. And I haven't gained back until that normal weight ever since.
It was a tough, tough work managing this feeling, and striving for better results at the same time. I haven't really gained my grounds here, and I am yet stuffed with this, which is a major setback for me. I am really sorry, but you are one of the reasons I do not want to continue studying in Singapore. I often hope that people would just stop talking about this. But then I realized, I am the problem. I am the sore thumb that sticks out. I need to get out of this environment and let them be happy the way they are. After all, I don't place any important roles for them, right? Thank God I was out of prep time, because if not, I might be stuck with them and just held that pain while forcing myself to concentrate. I didn't really like studying in the library, it made me sleepy. But if I studied outside, I would have no valid reason not to sit with her, wouldn't I? And if she sat with me, he would sit with her if he came, right?
Sigh.
(to be continued)...
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
no wonder I am a feminist
As a female, you should be able to master everything.My mother... is different from other mothers, or from the mothers of people I know of, at least. While other mothers are concerned about their children's safety on the roads, my mother encourages me, and even 'forces' me to be able to ride a motorcycle. After I can master that, then I will proceed to learn to drive a car. When I asked my mother the reason of having me to go through that, my mother's response was as quoted above. Hmm, no wonder I'm a feminist.
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