Beauty & Reflections

What defines beauty? Well, if you were to search the dictionary, it would come up with meanings that mostly revolve around “especially pleasing to look at, physical attractiveness etc.” If you realized, it just has to do with outward appearances and nothing else. If that is true, who can then explain the phrase “beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder”?

A person can look so beautiful and perfect but on the inside, her/his heart is as black as coal. Would that person be a beauty then? Yes, no, maybe. I really don’t know. What if a persons’ beauty is fake? Meaning they just have to credit the plastic surgeon for their good looks. Is that beauty then?

People who judges others based on their looks are way too superficial for my liking. Okay, I have to admit I’m a tee-wee bit guilty of ever doing that but for that, I learnt a painful lesson.

If a person was so miserable on the inside, whereby there is so much grieve and hate inside his/her heart, I believe that it would reflect on their faces. They would not look happy at all. I used to have a friend who was rather pretty and we used to claim how she looked like a famous actress. Her high cheek bones, slender figure, long legs etc etc. everything a girl would want. Then once, we got into a quarrel over some petty matters and it got quite serious to the extent whereby we had a confrontation. During the confrontation, the “devil” in my pretty friend came out and I realized that her beauty totally disappeared. She didn’t appear pretty to me at that point in time. She just had this evil and grievance-filled look on her face. Now, where did the beauty that I once to admire and see disappear to? You tell me…

Now, I’m not saying that all pretty girls are like that. That was just an example. Personally, and however ironic it sounds, I am overly conscious on the way I look and the way people look at me. Due to that, I make sure that I look presentable everytime I walk out of the house. This led to a story which was told to me by a very close friend. Here goes…

There was once a girl, let’s name her X. X was from a prestigious girls school in Singapore. In school, she was part of the popular group and was rather well-known. To keep up with their so-called “high status”, she and her friends made sure that everytime they went out, they were decked in the latest fashion be it in clothes, bags or accessories. Besides that, they would also “cover” their faces with layers of make-up and what not. Maybe it was to cover up their “flaws” if they had any. Halfway through this point, I thought to myself “are they happy? Do they ever get tired of always wanting to look perfect (if they even did…)?” So that was like years ago. Recently, my friend bumped into this has-been queen bee in church and was shocked to see X decked in a casual t-shirt, jeans and can you believe it, NO MAKE UP! My friend even commented that X looked even better than her previous “perfect” look. X just had this glow in her whom my friend had never ever seen before and so to speak, X felt happier than ever.
Before you all get it wrong, no I’m not saying that in order to look good, you MUST attend church and become a Christian or catholic or blah blah blah. My point is beauty comes from WITHIN. All the external factors might help you do a little touching up but that’s about it. One has to love herself/himself from within and have the belief that you are beautiful inside out in order to look good and even feel good about the way you look.

Let’s see now, what defines beauty then? Hmmmm, I think it lies in our heart and soul. When we are able to forgive and forget, we feel happier. When we have the patience and not snap at people so easily, we’ll feel good about ourselves and our surroundings. When we speak only the good things of others and in return have good things spoken unto us, what else can we ask for? Every single thing is inter-dependent. And when we have achieved a happy body, mind and soul, we will feel beautiful inside and outside.

The issue on girls wanting to be Nicole Richie skinny; do I even have to talk about it already?

The next time you look into the mirror, what do you want to see? No one can choose or decide for you because it lies in your own hands.

Let me end with a poem…

If a girl was fat, does it mean she’s bad?
If she was thin, will other girls be green?

If a boy’s not cool, will he be labeled a fool?
If he is a nerd, must he be hurt?

If the sky’s not blue, humans won’t have a clue;
And if the sea’s not green, we won’t have shark’s fin.

When people are poor, must they suffer?
When people are rich, they think life’s a bitch.

If all sicknesses could cure, would it be a world more pure?
If there was no pain, what would we gain?

If everyone was happy, what would this world be?
If life was perfect, what would be the effect?

Imperfected world, aren’t you glad you’re here?

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donuts & life and everything within.......

First there was donut factory then there’s e-donuts, donuts this & donuts that. Okay, not really but still. This donut frenzy is way overrated. Like bubble tea, I believe soon it will all be over and all these donut shops would be pulling their shutters down and losing lots of money. It is crazy to queue up for hours just to get 4278493058 calories into our bodies. What’s so great about it anyway? Donuts have always been around but no one really took notice of it. Then just one newspaper review and *poof poof poof poof* donuts are selling like hot cakes. Every time I think of popping a donut into my mouth, the image of how a donut is cooked- in gallons of oil that is, comes to my mind. And I can’t help but get a nauseating feeling in me. Maybe once in a blue blue moon, it’s okay. But to chomp down a dozen of donuts at a go is rather sick. Ah wells, to each it’s own.

Enough about donuts already, the calories seem to haunt. Let’s talk about life. Life is good, unfair, amazing, stupid, meaningless, and meaningful and the list goes on and on. Well, to me life itself is an oxymoron- if I could even put it that way. There are always two sides to everything and life is no exception. For every one rich & happy man out there, there’s bound to be another suffering from poor health and wealth. Nothing is ever perfect. And I hate to admit the fact that people are never satisfied. Never.

Why do people like to complain so much when they already have everything? “Oh, my job sucks!” “Oh, life is so unfair, she gets to drive a Mercedes while I have to take public transport” “I’m 14 years old and my boyfriend just broke up with me” yada yada yada. Gosh, I wonder when people would actually stop thinking me this, me that, I this and I that and actually look at others and the world around them. Their matters are nothing compared to the millions who are suffering from poverty &diseases and what not. People are too self-centered I find. Maybe when they stop looking at themselves and start caring for others will be when they will feel contented and needless to say, happy. I came across this quote which was rather meaningful. It goes like this “when one door closes, another opens. But we often look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us”. It is so true. Why is it so difficult for people to let go of the past, of things that is bothering them, of all the unhappy thoughts? Aren’t they aware that only when they let go and learn how to forgive and forget then will they actually be happy and feel that life is actually quite good. Bearing grudges and holding to bad pasts/ thoughts is not healthy at all. And when a person is so occupied with all these negative energy in them, it actually reflects on their faces and in their actions; those grumpy ugly faces and demanding & domineering attitudes. I pity them, really.

Live life to the fullest! Appreciate everything and everyone. Life is so unpredictable and you never ever know what’s going to happen tomorrow. Live only for today and be burdened by only today’s’ problems. Let go of yesterdays and wait until tomorrow to hold its burdens. For every obstacle you face think about the people who have encountered worst tragedies than you; maybe that obstacle won’t seem so bad after all.

Everything happens for a reason. So don’t ever question it. You might not get immediate answers and it doesn’t really matter because the answer will come to you when time is up. You don’t have to know your purpose in life. Just live it that way you want. Life is too short, take it easy. There’s a saying that everytime a person is on his/her deathbed, before they die their whole life would flash through their mind. Won’t it be sad that along the way in that flashback, the number of regrets you encounter is uncountable? Never ever regret your actions. If you have done something there must be a reason for it. If it was a rash decision, then learn from it. Don’t complain, don’t regret and what not because there is no way to ever turn back the hands of time.

Guess I’ve said enough. Hope this entry got you all thinking. It definitely got me thinking. And made me appreciate whatever I’ve got even more.

“Happiness resides not in possessions and not in gold; the feeling of happiness dwells in the soul.” – Democritus-

peace and more cheese,

The Girl Next Door.

hello to all

This is my very first post. I feel rather excited on starting this blog but before I even begin, I start to doubt my committment towards it. I will try my best to update as frequently as possible just for your reading pleasure. (:

Well, almost recently I've been getting this bitter-sweet feeling inside of me. Okay, I know I know ..." who cares about what I feel?" But I promise it's something most of you can relate to! Forbidden love; so many kinds. Ever felt that you really liked a person but that person is way out of your league? Be it in looks, age etc etc. Well, who cares what people think anyway right? But what if the person you fancied was in the same company/ organisation/ school and is of higher authority? Is it wrong? I don't know really. You decide.

Ever had the feeling of being led on. Someone telling you all the sweet-nothings but didn't mean a single word at all. Or maybe we were foolish enough to believe them. I guess infatuation/ lust/ crushes and all feelings related to love always makes one foolish/ silly/ stupid. And we can't help but succumb to the insanity it brings us.

Imagine if you had someone by your side almost everyday and then suddenly *poof*, that person vanishes, without a word. And you happen to like this person without his/her acknowledgement. Won't you feel a little sad or disappointed? But then again, the person has no business to tell you what they're up to. It's not like they've got a resposibility with you or whatsoever. Gosh, matters of the heart just makes one feel so lost and and..there's just no perfect word to describe it. Guess I'll just leave you guys with this poem written by me...

How to mend a broken heart?

This bitter feeling that lingers in me.
Everytime I close my eyes I see,
the image of you lingering in my mind.
I try so hard but I can't deny.

See you so often than it suddenly stopped.
Can't help but feel as though my heart dropped.
Tell me how I can erase;
tell me how I can rest my case.

How can I get rid of this glimpse of hope in me?
Always hoping it's you I see.
Why am I still holding on?
Were all your words just out to con?

My eyes feel heavy, my heart feels sore.
All the nights I stayed awake waiting, wondering if you'll ever call.
Hoping this heartache I'll have no more.
Wondering why it's only you I adore.

Hopefully time would heal my wounds;
these wounds I brought upon myself.
No one else would understand.
This broken heart I have to mend;
all because of an older man.

Well, hope you guys enjoyed that. Now I'm off. See you guys soon!!!!