Friday, October 5, 2012
It seems like yesterday when a friend of mine teased me about the reason why I cut my hair short, now it grown 3 inches below my shoulder and it's quite long. It's the first time that my hair grew this long, I never used with long hair, when I was in high school, my hair usually trimmed boy cut and I love it cause it felt so fresh. Though my friends keep telling me that I look good with this long hair, I'm not so totally convince (LOL) because I'm not comfortable having it, and for me it looks so boring..or it's just my face that is boring hahaha....
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Do you think it's racist? The picture it self is obvious, for me it is a racist. Take a look that black woman behind Bella, the way she stared, seems like she is envious because she is black, and the woman in Bella's left, for me she is wishing to be as white as that, while the woman in right is adoring her white skin. It is racist because it discriminates black woman, it implies that being beautiful should have white complexion and black is ugly, it lowered self-esteem among black women, becoming most women in the world become insecure and spent most of their moneys buying on cosmetics and skin whitening products. And when an ordinary student would look at the cover, she/he might just laugh at or tease the women around Bella, leading to think that it is really beautiful when you are white, and would bullied black women in the school campus, or in the neighborhood. For me color is not important, why? we'll all die, and our body will be rotten 6 feet below the ground and will be consumed by worms.....What is important for me is a white soul and a white heart, in the media I can see several people promoting products that could whiten your skin, that can make you gorgeous, becoming a lot of people crazy, they often forget to promote good values that would whiten the heart, mind and soul of the people....Well I am not a black complexioned-woman I got a fair skin complexion but I really adore dark skin women, for me, their color are unique, I can see what every woman termed beauty in them, their beauties are stressed-free because I cannot really see the stressed not like to white women, I can obviously see when they are stress, or tired (hagard face) when white woman becomes old, the lines on their forehead are very clear that ruins to their looks, unlike with black women...( hindi nakakasawa) Black is always beautiful so held your head high dark skinned woman, be proud!
Saturday, October 15, 2011
I love this place called dream, a place where a happy love story begins....A place where the moon and the stars are with in my reach...A place where I'd fought with the monsters and defeated the evils.....A place where I hear my heart beats faster and faster without breaking.....A place where I can meet strangers, where I can talk with someone I wanna be with....A place where I can make back the time and return the beautiful scenarios.....A place where I fly with the birds and butterflies.....A place where I climbed the highest mountain......A place where the most sweet-smelling flowers grow........Sometimes, I find trouble in this place, like a hungry lion running after me, but I will just go back to reality.....
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
By just simply walking, uncountable things can be happened to you, things that can be added to your memories that when you look back at it, it may cause you to crack, or mad or break down or felt shy into your self. When you walk down the street a street dog might bark at you, run after you and bite your butt (LOL) or the mother hen will fly at your back and peck your head or a cat cross at Monica's way (she's surely terrified). And hey! hey! don't also forget the bee keep busy buzzing all day and by what chance it settled in your check and sting it OWEEE, and another a little bit funny, a lazy duck come running at you, and you in your beautifully sewed skirt had nothing to do but to run run run so fast....Here's more, specially when the surrounding is dark or you're in a hurry mode and you didn't notice a dung on your way and accidentally step it...yucky!!!!! Those experiences might be shameful and ridiculous but if you never experience it in your entirely life your life is totally boring. Aside from funny memories, in walking you can also get the chance.....get the chance to meet someone, you always dream at night...give some glances at you......smiles at you........(cloud 9 mode). There are really many things can happen when you walk..things that may also break your heart.....like when you see the man in your dreams together but walking with another woman ouch!!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
To become expert in a chosen field is not a dream, it is attainable and not impossible, you don't necessarily have the talent (if you have that's a blessing enhance it) all you need is a determination, have true faith in practice (that practice makes perfect), believe in your self that you can (be positive) and always ask guidance from God that what you do is right (I mean, by attaining that, you never hurt anybody and you didn't commit any crime). Sometimes we fail on our first attempt but it is only a trial to test how determined are we. And by the time that you fail, it is also the time to assess your self, to change your ways, to become strong, you will learn things and try again. Do not mind how many times you fall but count how much things you learned, it's about how you stand after all. Take for example myself: In my elementary years, Mathematics was so hard for me out of fifty math problems I only got four correct answers(so stupid). I thought I am poor in Mathematics forever, I thought Mathematics was hard forever, I thought I cannot deal with Math forever..then in high school the turning point of my life..I forced my self to listen, to focused, when the teacher discussed, I take note whatever example she wrote on the board then I study every night, I listened to every detail of her discussions, later Math had became easier to me, I do not say that I became expert with it, but I can say I am wiser than before and not afraid to face it, and I'm proud of that little change in me. I hope that you too will try....achieve your potentials and explore your skills and talents. I know that you can do something, you have to believe and do it...
Friday, March 25, 2011
Hola, how are you? here I am again writing nonsense blog for you but so meaningful blog for me...Just this morning a plan developed in my mind it's only about facebook, you may think it non-sense will I kinda agree with that, it's nonsense but it's the mature side of me, the new found resolution that I wanted to proud of. Earlier, it came to my mind that I will going to make a list of people( in facebook) who became close to me, who've been with me through all these years, who know me inside-out, then I will going to label them "People whose faces I care to see" but I soon realized not to pursue it because I might offend anybody, I know, though it would made others proud but I also knew that it would hurt others and may insult them it may distract the true meaning of networking site, it may disconnect rather connect people. Though it's my freedom of expressing my self and gratitude to my friends, but I know it can offend anybody, it may offend someone who silently cares for me, it may offend someone who needs my attention, it may offend a long lost friend or a classmate in elementary or in high school and it may used as a good insult to me in the future...Generally, I learned that all people should be treated as friends, without counting what they can give or what they gave unto you.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Each one of us though how serious your look would be, has a thing called craziness inside then this varies from and to what degree (Do you agree with me? If not, I don't care, hahaha...just kidding, you know your opinion matters to me).If I were to describe my self, the first thing that I am going to say is that "I am crazy", take note: "crazy" not insane, crazy in the way that when there's something I don't wanted to do, and that thing will cause me a feeling of guilt if I refused to do (did you get me?) I will wish for something that I can be used as a better escape or I would wish for something that would stop things to happen....take for instance in a busy shop where I am employed, then it was Saturday and my co-employee was out for his rest day, meaning to say - it was a busy Saturday for me, then there I was feeling lazy and all alone wishing for a very heavy down pour to come, to stop people from coming and I wouldn't get pressured. Another case was when my grand ma told me to go and visit my father, and the visitation was really against my will, and out of craziness I wished that a bachelor would hit me so I cannot go...weird isn't it? it's bad and not funny