"It's cleaning time!"

I love my blog so much that I think I NEED to clear the remnants of cobwebs dangling precariously from every corner of my web page. xxx

Injustice

Never felt so despondent before. Since tears do not help, what does? Life is unfair.

Difference between friends and best friends

FRIENDS: Will comfort you when he rejects you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will go up and ask him, “It’s because you’re gay, isn’t it?”
FRIENDS: Will be there for you when he breaks up with you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will call him up and whisper, “you will die in Seven days…” (Note, if you don’t understand this, watch The Ring. Then watch The Ring 2. Then watch Ringu.)
FRIENDS: Help you up when you fall.
BEST FRIENDS: Keeps on walking saying, “Walk much, dumb ass?”
FRIENDS: Help you find your prince.
BEST FRIENDS: Kidnap him and brings him to you.
FRIENDS: Will ask you if you’re okay when you’re crying.
BEST FRIENDS: Will laugh at you and say, “Ha Ha, Loser!”
FRIENDS: Will offer you a soda.
BEST FRIENDS: Will dump theirs on you.
FRIENDS: Will sit at the side of the pool with you at that time of the month.
BEST FRIENDS: Will throw you a tampon and push you in.
FRIENDS: Gives you their umbrella in the rain.
BEST FRIENDS: Takes yours and says, “Run, fucker, run!”
FRIENDS: Will help you move.
BEST FRIENDS: Will help you move the bodies.
FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be in the room next to you saying, “That was awesome! Let’s do it again!”
or
FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail again
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying “DAMN!” we messed up!
FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Help themselves and are the reason why you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried…just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.
FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Have you on speed dial.
FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, “My bad…here’s a tissue.”
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story…
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd’s ass that left you
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME.”
FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.
FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: drinking buddies)
BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you’ve had enough.
BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place & say “Girl drink the rest of that ! You know we don’t waste!
FRIENDS: Would read and ignore this.
BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this :)

Not being photogenic

Every so often I feel down in the mouth when I find that whenever I take a picture of myself or with friends, I bear resemblance to a donkey. It just doesn't look like me at all; I look extremely ugly. Does anyone of you find that when a photo of yourself has been taken, you don't look like the image you see in the picture? But when you check yourself out in the mirror, it is completely a different image. I suffered from an inferiority complex because I thought that people don't see me the way I see myself in the mirror. I don't want to feel so bummed out anymore, so I googled to see if anyone has the same problem as me. Well, apparently yes. After looking in the forums, I am back to my usual happy self because I was wrong about the part where I thought that people don't see me the way I see myself in the mirror.

Someone wrote this on one of the forums that puts a smile on my face:
"Oh wow, you're just like me! I hate having my picture taken because most of the time my face gets distorted somehow, especially when photos are taken with digital cameras. There are a handful of pictures of me that have out great, and some of those were actually driver's license photos.

The fact is, some people just aren't photogenic. They may be quite attractive in person, but photographs don't show it. I remember a friend of mine once showing me pictures of one of his friends. The guy didn't look very impressive in the photos, in fact he looked very average, but when I actually met him I was blown away by how handsome he was.

Some average people, on the other hand, are so photogenic you can't take a bad picture of them. I've seen this happen. I've seen women less attractive than me in person look 10 times better in photographs. It's so frustrating!

I remember reading a photographer's message board once, and several of them were trying to photograph models. Some were complaining that the girl was gorgeous in person, but they couldn't do a thing to make her look gorgeous on film. I suspect some women don't get modeling jobs because their beauty just isn't captured on film.

My brother is a rather good-looking guy, but most photos of him come out looking terrible.

I've found that when I see pictures of myself right after they're taken, I get really upset. After some time has gone by, some of them actually start to look good. Part of it the problem is I'm super critical of myself. But I know what you're dealing with. I've had the same problem my whole life."

From wikipedia:
"A person described as being photogenic may not necessarily look so photogenic in real life. Often, a person who appears attractive in real life may look less attractive in photograph. This phenomenon is caused by the three dimensional and two dimensional polarizing effect and could explain why a person looks "better" in two dimensions than in three or vice versa. Therefore, a person described as photogenic means he or she looks better in two dimensions.

An additional factor is the charisma a person might bear in real life due to the way they move, express, and behave themselves. While this will positively influence the subjective appearance of that person in real life, a still photograph usually fails to reproduce these attributes, possibly rendering a picture of the person less attractive than the real-life perception and contributing to classify that person as less photogenic."

So I am not photogenic after all. Whatever it is, I am never ever going to take pictures of myself again until I die. The end.

Ranting about life

Hi there. I apologise for the lack of updates these few days as the lazy me is too indolent to blog about anything.

The purpose of me blogging this is to rant about the life that I am leading here. My friend, Poy, is going overseas next year for university as an art student; she wants to be a fashion designer. In Singapore, you have to go through Polytechnic or JC before you can go to university - or even worst, you have to start from ITE. Because of this, I encourage my second sister to follow the route that Poy is going. She likes cooking so maybe she can become student at a culinary school in the states. All she has to do is to go take the American test, and if she does pass, she would be eligible to admit into a university in the states. I ask you, does she necessary have to go through Polytechnic just for a cooking course? I think it would be better to go straight to a culinary school. However, not ALL universities do accept the American test certificate. If you are aiming for the top universities, you need the O-level certificate. I like to cook too. How I wish I can go.

In my country, life is so fucking stress. I can die from studying, let alone working in the future. Most of the students have school from 8 AM to 3 PM. After school, we have remediation from 3 PM to 5 PM. And it just doesn't end there; some people even have idiotic tuitions at night. What about the adults then? They freaking work from 9 AM to 7 PM; some even have to work longer than that. Tell me, where has the word 'fun' go to from their dictionary? This makes me want to migrate even more! Life should not be like this. In New Zealand, they end work at 3 PM. Can you see the big difference?

Singapore is too competitive, hence it is too much for me to handle. I just wish that she could slow down a little bit more.