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Wushu competition is drawing near, and because of the constant pushing myself to the max those past months of practice, and that freak accident involving me flying into Kenny's armpit while doing xuan zi, the whole right side of my body is now in a sorry condition. Lol...from top to bottom: head, neck, back, shoulder joint, wrist, waist, knee and ankle, with the exception of my toe. My LEFT little toenail got ripped off, now it's re-attached by a congealed mass of blood. Put on a plaster to hide the gruesome sight.

Thankfully, it's nothing a superb bowl of fish soup downstairs and nice company can't solve! HAHAHA! Ok...Ruo Dan, Li Ling, Kai Ling, Samartha, Angelina and I had lunch, and Sam was sharing her aggravating account of some irritating NIE freshies who is whining and sniping at the organisers' efforts. Totally immature, he'll never make it in a real school if he doesn't learn how to get along with current classmates (aka future colleagues) and suck up to their seniors (aka potential HOD or Principal). What happened to the old adage of 'putting yourself in another's shoes'? Do you think you could handle welfare, logistics, games, admin and miscellaneous as competently as your seniors? Show a little respect!!! And it's no longer enough for a teacher to teach, you are expected to organise events and create a positive public image. A little fact gleaned by CCHMS former discipline master Mr Soon: Schools are now run like corporations, competition is cut-throat. You can't attract students? Expect to get less funding and die off eventually. *sombre silence* (Mr Soon always has that effect, damn pro he was.)

Oh yes, Angelina commented on my face, it's getting worse cuz of the late nights, stress over uni preparations and PMS. Maybe I'll go for facial tomorrow after giving tuition. Plan plan: Morning jog 8-9, tuition 10-4.30, facial set appointment at 6.30? Enough time to go home, shower, eat dinner, go online. I used to have such low self-esteem over my face, but now I won't worry so much. If I take care of what's inside, the outside will improve naturally =) I'm optimistic.

After that I headed to Bugis, Waterloo Street specifically, for tie da, Brendan's Uncle specifically. He works miracles seriously. Last year I also looked for him for my knees and sprained wrist. Ok back to my back. He started by slathering on oil and gliding a suction cup along my back, enough to make me squeal as the muscles were so tensed up. The he planted a few more of those 'suckers' at strategic points and adjusted them accordingly. I couldn't really remember the order after that but he did those twists and cracks and kneading and heating. Damn shiok after the whole thing but now it's a little sore cuz the healing process is takin place. Best of all, he only charged me $28.40!!! Medicated plaster FOC!! THANKS YONG TING, i mean BRENDAN lol... People look for DR TAY KOK MENG...he RAWKS!

Side note: I don't get why people aren't proud of their Chinese names. It's so rich with meaning encapsulated in that 2 or 3 characters. Well that's not saying English names are bad, it could be part of your upbringing (religion, family tradition, etc) or your metamorphosis into an adult (discovering your true self, creating a new identity, emulating an idol, etc.)

Ohwell...went home and slacked with my mum and sis, it's a nice warm fuzzy feeling slacking with them. Heh. My goal is to treat them better, after all they deserve the best in me. Haha gotta learn from Kim in this area, The Filial Son/Tough-love Brother/Caring Boyfriend. I don't know if I'm over-sensitive or what but it's been EXACTLY a month since he last kissed me, as in kiss until I can swoon of happiness, the last time he 'kissed' (note inverted commas) me was a dry peck on the lips, just a brush, landed infinitely slowly and softly, and ONLY because I said I wanted to kiss him (Okay this is so pathetic I didn't wanna put it down at first).  RARR! *sulks*  Yes I know lots of things are happening to him, really heartbreaking too and my heart breaks with him, but I want to share it with him because he is important to me! Why withdraw and just say 'no mood'? =X Argh.. Yes I know I mentioned that I didn't want the physical to define our relationship, but that doesn't mean that the emotional and mental part should be neglected. And when even the physical is lost, then I might as well be a friend with the label of 'Girlfriend'.. And if he always hangs out with his homies I'd rather be a homie really then I can really share his troubles, laugh at his idiotic antics and even enjoy a comfortable silence without expecting more... Ack...I'm getting all worked up again though I just replied his sms lightheartedly. Perhaps I should take a leaf out of Li Ling and Sophie. 1. Be cheerful and act cute (sophie) 2. DEH more and subtly hint that I want his affection (Li Ling) but both are so not my forte so 3. i'll just give him space and time until he eventually misses me (Jia Yi).

One comment that struck me 'Only a stupid guy would be sad over a girl'. If that's your philosophy then.....i shall go and sleep and forget about it. No use mulling over it.

Eto ang kwento. Nakagawian ko ng libangin ang sarili ko aside from blogging, and sound tripping, so I decided to enter into the "virtual world", and the time that I was in the Manila Chat Lounge Room in Meebo, there's this person who PM me itago na lang natin sa pangalang "pepe smith", and then we started talking, until we exchange numbers. Ayun tuloy tuloy ang text text, hanggang sa nauwi sa tawagan, at hanggang sa nagtuloy tuloy nga at kami'y nag decide na magkita. Hindi naman siguro kababawan na makipagkita sa taong nakilala mo lang sa "virtual world".

Churvaness talaga ang nangyari today, gumala kami sa Mall of Asia, kumain ng pizza, and then pumunta na dun malapit sa Manila Bay. Eto ang pinakamagandang part ng gabi, he keeps on staring at me, at syempre conscious ang lola nyo, shy talaga kasi nga tinititigan(actually kinikilig), and then ayun tinakpan ko ang eyes ni "pepe smith" kasi nga nahihiya ako, sobrang conscious ang chaka, tas eh di nung kinuha ko na ung kamay ko sa eyes nya, oh my gulaaaaay! biglang nag appear ang magandang fireworks ng MOA, syet plus pa ng music na nagpadagdag sa paro paro ng aking tyan(meaning tae ang kilig ng lola nyo). Grabeeeeeee I didn't expect that I will experience that kind of romantic moment!!! It was really unplanned, unexpected, unbelievable!!!! It took me few minutes to speak up well, kasi nga speechless ang lola nyo. Nagsasalpukan ang mga butterflies sa stomach ko sa sobrang kilig. Ayun napasandal sya sa shoulder ko at sinabing "romantic dba?" sabi ko , "oo" at ayun sabay kami napasmile sa mga napakaromantic na pangyayari. Di ko na keri ang gabi kaya eto mejo pa smile smile ako while nagsusulat sa blog ko. Oh one more thing, bago kami naghiwalay, iniwan nya ung hanky nya sakin kasi nga daw para maamoy ko pa din sya pag uwi ko, syempre I admit, mabango naman talaga sya kaya parang na "high" ako ngayon. Ayun dahil sa hinawakan nya kamay ko pati ung pabango nya dumikit sa kamay ko at mukhang ayaw yatang umalis ng pabango nya dahil amoy na amoy ko pa sya until now! Para akong timang na inaamoy pa yung kamay ko at ngiti ng ngiti while nagsusulat. Nasteady lang talaga ang ngiti ko ngayon,  sa sobrang tuwa, saya, at syempre ang chenes na kilig. Grabe ang churva talaga ng experience ko ngayon araw na to. It's one of the happiest, unforgettable experience of my life! Apir! :)

Sana malaman ko yung title ng song na pinatugtog nung moment namin ni pepe smith!

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It may be a public library, a library situated in an educational institution or an inbuilt library in the workplace. Regardless of its type or location, almost all libraries promote silence. The rationale behind this is that visitors go to the library to read, so concentration and focus is very important. And maintaining silence in the library is paramount to achieving this.

I totally agree with this. 

But this rule has a flaw. It does not encourage the sharing of insights between readers and it does not encourage bonding among library users. In fact, this rule achieves the exact opposite: isolating one reader from another. The term "alienation" might even an appropriate term in this context. Just walk into any library and see for yourself. Some readers will be hunched over a table studying on a solitary basis, some will be in groups but are forced to whisper and for short period of time while others are merely browsing titles by themselves at the bookshelves. The last group of library users actually remind me of romantic scenes in movies whereby the male lead will remove a title from a row of books on a shelf and see the love of his life through the slit between the books. Unfortunately, such scenes of romanticism don't happen in real life. I always feel that this is a constant painstaking effort by the filmmaker to imbue some human contact in the library.  Because in real life, the library's almost like a dead town.

Just contrast this with the Greek's Agora and we will see a very contrasting difference. The Agora in ancient times is both a marketplace and a place of assembly. People come together to interact and exchange thoughts and ideas.  The Agora should be the best place that any library can model. Of course, the library should not be turned into a marketplace.  Libraries should not only be a place for acquiring knowledge, it should also be a channel for people to exchange insights. A library user who spends 3 hours to read books is better off spending 2 hours reading books and 1 hour engaging in a discussion with other readers. This is because all of us have our own preferences in the types of books that we read and this will cause "blind spots" in our areas of focus when it comes to reading content. Talking and exchanging thoughts with readers whose preferences are different from our own will remove these "blind spots" and enrich us at the same time.

This can be achieved by having libraries build discussion rooms within the premises. This will separate the readers from other individuals/groups who wish to engage in a discussion. To me, acquiring information and knowledge through solitary reading and gaining insights and wisdom through our interactions with others are equally important functions of any library. But currently, the library's daily operations and regulations seem to fulfill only the former.  This is indeed regrettable.

But there is hope.

In recent years, the rules of some libraries in educational institutions are lightening up. Students in these schools are allowed to discuss among themselves in the library and it can be observed that the noise level is not high as well. There are no complaints from students. In fact, they are receptive to this idea and welcome the change.  This observation further reinforces my perception that voices from discussion should fill the library, not silence.

Library management committee should also take the initiative to introduce sharing sessions (categorised into different themes/subjects/topics) for library users, whereby interested library users are encouraged to join in a discussion session  on a regular basis with like-minded individuals.

Ultimately, it's the discussion sessions among people that spark more fresh ideas than the occasional epiphany from solidarity and absolute silence.

Lagunya asik, unik, dan antik. .

Melodinya pake nada-nada yang keren, dan melayuism (entahlah benar atau tidak. . Saiia ndak ngerti melodi. . Guru KTK saiia dari SD sampe sekarang ndak bisa menjelaskan itu semua dengan bahasa yang baik dan benar! o.o )

Langsung saja deh, ini Lyric-nya . . . . .

NARSIS
by: Mass Romantic

Sudah lama, aku ingin beritahu,
Rahasia, yang kamu belum tahu.
Tahukah kamu, tentang pacarmu itu,
Malam minggu, pasti tak bersamamu. .

Kamu yang bilang, dia sibuk bekerja,
Ternyata dia, sibuk merayu wanita.
Untuk apa, kamu masih bersamanya,
Jika dia, tak bisa dipercaya. . . Oh Ho. . .
Jangan percaya. . oH Ho. . .

*= Tinggalkan saja dirinya,
dia tak pantas untukmu..
Aku tau tentang dia,
dia tak pernah setia..
Aku akulah orangnya,
orang yang tepat untukmu..
Aku tak seperti dia,
ku lebih baik darinya. . .

Satu lagi, yang kamu belum tau,
Tentang semua, perasaanku padamu.
Sadarkah kamu, selama ini aku,
S'lalu ada, saat dia tak ada. . . Oh Ho. . .
Dia tak ada. . oH Ho. . .

-,- Back to *

Sudah saatnya dirimu,
Cepatlah tinggalkan dia..
Jangan kamu buang waktu,
Ku lebih baik darinya. . .

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Make Your Home a Special Retreat!

Give you and your family a home that's a retreat from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.  Check out these great ideas on how to decorate your home with flowers and flowering plants:

Home Office

• Keep a flowering plant in your office.  Remember what we said the other day, flowers increase creativity and productivity.  Plus, they're wonderful to look at when your eyes need a break from your computer screen

Kitchen

• Bring the outdoors in!
• Line your windowsill with a variety of plants and herbs to instantly warm up your kitchen
• Think of the unusual!  Use old water pitchers, tepots, old serving pieces, whatever can hold a plant or a stem
• Your friends and family will feel so comfortable in this popular gathering spot

I am going to focus a little more on sexy and romantic gifts this week... because that is what interests me most.... and every girl loves to be romanced and wants to feel sexy.... these are items that I find interesting.... as a woman of descriminating taste myself. :)

Is she a fan of art or books? Combine the two interests with something like this

Make a night of it by searching for a local art show in the area to take her to... followed by dinner at a nice restaurant where you can present her with this book ...it received really great reviews on Amazon and it's a bargain at $32.00.

Continuing with the books/art/romance theme...

here is a beautiful book full of beautiful photos and lovely quotes

As well as this one

Full of actual love letters....You could also try writing her a love letter or poem yourself and hide it in the book.... now that is sexy!

Again, make a night of it... take her to a favorite restaurant or even wisk her away to a romantic hotel or Bed and Breakfast as I have suggested in my Girly Gifts: Volume 1

TIP: If you do this, be sure you tell her ahead of time to allow her to pack an overnight bag...we like surprises, but, we need our essentials!!

How about a picnic for two?

Pack it yourself, with her favorites...maybe include a bottle of wine or champagne.. or her favorite beer? Take her to a favorite park or lake... oh.. better yet.. take her for a secluded picnic under the stars :)

Don't forget the blanket

and music

;)

Every girl likes to be pampered and I have something that I use everyday.. it smells wonderful.. makes me feel beautiful and sexy.. and most importantly, my husband loves it on me...Japanese Cherry Blossom by Bath and Body Works

It is very sensual and sexy... buy her the whole set so she can bathe in it and rub on the cremes and lotions afterward...something you could offer to do for her ;) Once you smell this on her, you may not be able to keep your hands off of her anyway... :)

One final suggestion... Surprise her by recreating your first date or the first time you met.. was it a dinner out?.. a movie? a sporting event? ... Did you meet at a club? At a party? In high school? Or like my husband and I..an auto accident?? :lol: Might not want to recreate that one! ;) Anyway, if you enjoyed your first date or your first meeting.. it might be fun to go back to that moment and relive it and remember what first made you connect.. how you felt.. what you thought. It may not be possible to recreate it exactly or go to the exact place.. but, just that little trip down memory lane and the fact that you took the time would make her feel very special.... I know this sounds sappy... but, we girls love sappy!!! And sappy.. in the name of love... is very manly! (in this girl's humble opinion)

Need suggestions on what NOT to buy for your special lady? Worried you may choose the wrong thing? Have no fear! MJ over at Note To Self put together a fantastic list just for you!
Go check out The Top Ten No-No Gift List For Women ... it's witty, informative, fun.... and just may keep you from getting kicked out of bed! ;)

And since we are on the subject of what not to buy... it is NEVER a good idea to buy a woman a household appliance or excercise equipment... UNLESS she specifically asks for it. The outcome could be very bad otherwise!!

( i don't consider a Wii Fit to be exercise equipment, nor do I consider a Roomba to be a household appliance... those are just cool novelty items!! :P )

A while back, Caitlin asked me to write about love and trust, but the two seem different enough to me to justify separate articles. First I'd like to deal with love, specifically, romantic love. When I refer to "love" in the rest of this article, I will mean strictly "romantic" love.

For this entry, I have more questions to ask than answers to give, actually, because this is a problem that I don't feel I rightly understand. I do, however, believe that I have some of the right questions.

I want to start by saying that the defining characteristic of romantic love is the feeling. When you are in love, you feel it. You don't arrive at the conclusion (unless of course you are observing your own behavior and concluding from those observations, but I doubt very many people realize that they are in love via this method). I think everyone will agree with me that love is precisely this: this feeling welling up inside of you; sometimes a kind of giddiness, or perhaps a restlessness, or so forth. I want to establish here that love is an emotional phenomenon.

Now, the curious thing about love is that people react to it differently then they do to the other emotions. When a man is angry, and does something out of anger, (if he is at all a just man) will usually recognize that he did something wrong and admit to it. In an apology, he might say something along the lines of, "I apology if I was mean to you, I was just angry, but I'm not angry any more and I'm sorry." In this situation, the man has recognized that his anger is temporary, and not really himself. When I am angry, I may do things that I wouldn't normally do. Now, the prevailing idea one seems to get from popular culture (at least in America, in my experience, but probably everywhere these days) is that love is somehow more important than other passions. A man who is in love may not say, "I'm sorry for what I did, I was only in love and that's what caused me to act that way; but I'm over it now. Indeed, I have never heard of someone who treated love the same way he treated anger; true, he may recognize it as something that takes over his mind and causes him to act in ways that he would not normally, but being in love is different because, unlike anger, society around the man in love is generally accepting of his deviant actions. I would expect most people would feel less sympathy for a man who gets angry and runs through a crowd, shoving people aside, then for a man who is madly in love and is running to be reunited with his beloved.

Now, you might say that I am being unfair comparing something that is usually negative, like a storm of anger, to something overly positive, like love, but I don't think that that counter-argument is quite valid for one simple reason: it assumes that love is always "good." What about lovers who are passionately in love with one another, but whose core values and beliefs are completely opposite? Would not a marriage of these two be doomed to inevitable breakdown? Here we see a conflict arising between love, which, as the Bard said, is blind, and reason, which does not feel. We then come to a very problematic standstill between the two.

Or take a more definite example:
Let us say a man wakes up one day to the realization that he is in love with one of his friends. But, then again, that is a bit too fast. Let us say instead he has a girl with whom he has enjoyed a close friendship with over a long time, but towards whom his feelings have been growing closer and closer to what anyone would regard as the state of being "in love," and one day he wakes up to realize that this is in fact the form that his feelings have taken. Let's say further that such a relationship would be foolish; let us say that the two would be, more than likely, largely incompatible in that way. We have the same formula:
1) An emotion arises which, while not arbitrary, is nevertheless unfounded in reason.
2) The emotion urges action in a specific direction which is, in fact, wrong.

Of course, any example will do. The point is that we have clear situations when the emotional surge of "being in love" is not wrong (an emotion cannot be "wrong;" it is not a statement) but to act on the emotion would be problematic (much as in the case of an angry man using his anger destructively). This punches a very painful hole in our cultural mythos of the supremacy of love. I feel I personally have fallen in love several times in my life, and in each of those situations, acting on the emotion would have been rather short-sighted in the least; hugely problematic at worst.

The question I now have for my readers is, What is Love? Or, better yet, What is its place?

If love does not behave like other emotions and submit to reason, then it can do terrible things: it can destroy friendships by introducing an unnecessary element; it can create relationships which serve no function and which are, ultimately, hindering to one or both parties, simply to satiate it; it can lead to all kinds of reckless behavior with absurd justification.

And yet, if we reduce love to nothing more than an emotion which we have very little control over and which is largely irrelevant, what becomes of our romances?

I know, dear readers, that you are out there: my stats show that you read what I write. Now it's your turn to speak up!

In light of these arguments, what becomes of love?

Continued from My British Gwag - Pt. 1

So, after about four hours of happy sleep, following our little pub crawl/play reading evening, I was awakened by Jane bursting back into the flat we were staying in, tossing things into her bag and preparing to depart for the airport, whereupon she would be returning to America.

Her departure was oddly anti-climactic, involving just me standing at the head of the stairs and saying, "K, then.  Um ... see you in the States."  And her responding, "Yep, bye.  Don't forget to make the bed."

Somehow, despite the strong affection and cross continental nature of my friendship with Jane, we're not huggy friends.  I guess we both just knew we'd be hanging out again soon, and we were, so it was all good.  Kind of like a few weeks ago, when I saw her for the last time before her move.  It was kinda like, "Thanks for the book ... um ... see you in London."  "K, bye."

Since I was up, and I only had two days left in the country, I figured I might as well shower and go about my day.  I ended up taking a train to Kensington where I checked out Hyde Park for a few hours and then went over to the Victoria and Albert museum and wandered around in contented bliss for a few more.

However, I have to admit that I was watching the time with taut anticipation.  Around 1, I got back on a train to Queensway, and made my way down to a shady little internet cafe with phones in the bottom corridor.  It's worth mentioning that I didn't have a working cell phone while I was in England, and that this was a constant cause of upset for me.

When Royce answered the phone, I immediately understood what Jane had been going on about concerning his phone voice.  Very sexy.  Even after the fact that he has a hot accent, it was a sexy phone voice.  He asked me if I'd eaten yet, and I said no, and he asked me if I wanted to go ahead and meet up then.

"Can you meet me at London Bridge?" he asked.

... Okay, come on.  Really?  

Yes.  Yes, for God's sake, I will meet you at London Bridge.

He went on to tell me it was quite a big station and that I should find him in front of the Burroughs Market.

Lucky for me, none of the people at London Bridge Station spoke English, and I had to find the market on my own.  I was a bit concerned that I wouldn't recognize Royce, since I'd only met him briefly, and like I said, he wasn't remarkably eye catching (though not unattractive).  

I found myself making eye contact with every shortish, blonde British guy who looked my way, which actually put me in a pretty compromise-able situation.  In fact, one of the guys was a clipboard-carrying solicitor for something like fair wage in Africa.  I went along with him until he needed my mailing address, then I told him I lived in Florida, and he gave me a button and went on his way.

Slightly amused, and carrying my button, I spotted Royce across the way, being accosted by another clipboard carryer, and looking rather annoyed by it.  I was strangely thrilled that I recognized him, and waved, rushing over.  

Royce snapped to the guy, "See! I told you she was coming," then quickly grabbed my elbow and steered me into the market.  

Chuckling to myself, I affixed the "Save Africa" pin to the bottom of my sweater as he, rather cordially, began the tour, telling me about the history of the giant farmer's market we were passing through.

Since I wasn't fully attracted to the guy yet, and was just so damn excited to have a new friend to talk at, I got him from cordial to chatty pretty fast, and as we exited the market onto the bank of the Thames, we were fast friends, talking about everything from the publishing world to what the American South is really like and even Royce's stance on Jane's drama with Grey (which, by the way, he's deeply invested in seeing realized).

At some point, we'd reached the bottom of the Millennium Bridge.  He shot me a sly look and said, "You know ... I've never walked across it before."

"Well, come to it, neither have I," I said, with a grin.  "Shall we?"

Now, aware of how absurdly romantic this already felt, when we got up onto the platform and a gypsy woman, in a long, red skirt was playing violin, and I noticed the sun was setting in a smoky haze of pink and silver, the only reaction to the absurdly piled-on nature of the thing I could muster was a laugh.

Later, I would refuse to explain to him what was funny, but he didn't feel moved to ask right away, as we walked across, experiencing mutual silence for the first and only time during the two days we'd spend together.  In fact, I have a sneaking suspicion he was laughing too, but only to himself, as not to disturb the rhythmic lapping of water serving as a metronome for the gypsy violinist we slowly moved away from.

After the bridge, he suddenly was very keen to show me the sights I hadn't seen yet.  We went to an art museum that featured Louise Bourgeois's giant spider statue outside.  I rotated under it in total awe (absolutely brilliant), and he was clearly intrigued by a female who thought that a giant spider was a thing of beauty, and let me tell you, it was.

He also took me to Shakespeare's Globe Theatre, though it was locked up for a production.  All the while, we chatted continuously, and in fact, in retrospect, I said things to him that I'd never, ever say to a guy I'm trying to woo, because I was still trying to convince myself that he was friend material.  

After all, he has a girlfriend.  And according to Jane, she's just awesome.

</bitterness>

Anyway.  

As it was rapidly getting dark, we'd begun to walk in the direction of the pub where we were meeting his friends for their comedy show.  I still have no idea where this pub was or how the hell we got there.  The magic clouded my vision, but I was already dreading the inevitability of having to meet the Girlfriend, and having the spell broken.

"So, what's your favorite thing about London, so far?" he asked me, snapping me out of my neurotic obsessing about his faceless, yet somehow uber hot girlfriend.

"The Cathedrals," I answered immediately.  I've always loved cathedrals.  I love the history behind them, I love their decadence, and the very irony of their existence.  I love the Romanesque and Gothic ones the most.

This clearly surprised him.  "Are you very religious?" he asked, with a hint of trepidation.

"No!  God, no," I answered, laughing.  "They're just so beautiful," I explained, and then gave him a minor overview of my obsession.  "We don't have anything like that in Florida," I explained.  "It's all beach condos and Mickey Mouse."

"Well, which ones have you been in, then?" He asked, visibly relaxing.

"Oh, none.  I did want to go into Westminster, thou-."

I was cut off by him demanding to know why I hadn't gone into one.  "Churches are, after all, public property," he said.  I honestly hadn't even considered that.

He picked us a chapel off of St. Paul's, a beautiful Romanesque structure with latticed doors, and ushered me up the stairs and inside, even as I protested to the discomfort of just going in.  My arguments fell silent as soon as I saw the inside, though.

It was all marble and stone, lit with candles all along giant curved arches.  We walked slowly through, him watching me, and me watching the church, completely overtaken by the whole thing.  Our footsteps were absorbed by the creamy Italian marble as we weaved our way through the fold out chairs left out for a mass or a wedding.

"Go to the alter," he said, softly.

"Why?" I asked, managing to tear my eyes away from the church to look at him.  When I did, I felt real attraction for the first time.  Just a flutter, in my stomach, but the way he was looking at me was intense and involved.  

"Trust me," he said.  And I did.

I left him with a glance over my shoulder to move through the empty pews, past the silly fold out chairs, onto the alter, elevated ever so slightly under a dome.  Once standing there, I looked at him expectantly.

"Now look up," he said, or mouthed at me.  I seem to remember us not speaking very loudly at all.

There was a fresco in the dome, a scene from Exodus, somehow managing to be ominous and comforting, a reassuring glow in the terror of a Flood.  I still think it was a strange choice for a church alter, but it was clearly very old, and there's no telling how the decision was made.  Regardless, it was incredibly beautiful.

I was startled back to reality by voices.  I glanced at him, but he clearly hadn't heard them.  He was watching me, still.

I walked quickly over to him and said, "Is something starting?" motioning to the people filing in.

"Oh, I dunno," he said, coming back to his senses.

"Maybe we should go," I said, motioning to the door, "So we don't get stuck in a three hour mass."

He laughed and agreed, and we walked out of the church and the warm shroud of unreality that we'd encountered inside.  We didn't talk about the cathedral while we walked the rest of the way to the pub, but I'm pretty sure we were both thinking about it.

(Nakata Taori)

Quelle & Lizens des Textes folgt

The reason for the break was that I've had a pretty severe depression and needed time to concentrate on nothing at all. Okey, so I posted that I'm on a break a couple days ago even though it's been some weeks, looks pretty stupid now in retrospect.

My chemicals in my brain got screwed up due to a lot of stress. It has happened before. End of story.

Regarding something someone said during the weekend, I sort of get offended when people say I'm weird, I'd like it more if you'd call me different or something.. 'Cause I've given up a lot of my own vanity and safety for a cause nobody seems to give a shit about.

Anywut, Frankmusik is by far my favourite artist right now. It's such a dreamy sound pumping trough the songs, he's like a male Imogen Heap, only more dancier. Can't go wrong with that, now can you?

mp3: Frankmusik - In Step
mp3: Frankmusik - 3 little words

By Jan

Ihilani Marriott Resort. FILM.

I hate how the horizon is crooked. Waikiki Beach. FILM.

I like the distant sailboats. Waikiki Beach. FILM.

I opened up the aperture one stop too much so the colors didn't come out so well. But I love the guy sitting in the bottom right hand corner. Waikiki Beach. FILM.

Yellow parasols and green palm trees and oh-so-many shades of blue, blue, blue. Waikiki beach. FILM.

This is what I love: the being of the beach and the sea and paradise.

Note: These were all taken with a Minolta 35mm film camera fitted with a 28mm wide-angle lens. I've come to love wide-angle.

www.SeminoleFlorist.com

Mark your calendars!

This week is Make Someone Smile week!

Who do you know who in the most need of a smile this week?

• Family members
• Someone who is sick
• Residents at nursing homes
• Sick children
• Someone celebrating a special occasion
• Someone who works very hard for you?

I'm sure you can think of at least one person who needs a smile this week!

Ecranizarea romanului omonim al lui Margaret Mitchell a marcat istoria cinematografului in numeroase feluri: reprezinta primul film color de lung metraj realizat prin folosirea procedeului Tehnicolor ,a castigat 10 premii Oscar dintre care cel pentru cel mai bun rol secundar feminin a reprezentat primul premiu Oscar obtinut de o actrita de culoare iar cel pentru cel mai bun film a reprezentat primul castigat de un film color,a fost ales in 1989 drept castigator al premiului People's Choice Award pentru categoria Cel mai bun film al tuturor timpurilor iar replica din final "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." a fost votata pe primul loc in topul 100 al replicilor din filme alcatuit de American Film Institute.

New York Herald Tribune scria la vremea apariţiei filmului că este "Un spectacol cinematografic monumental", iar New York Times că este "Cea mai mare inscenare cinematografica vazuta pana azi si cel mai ambitios film de actiune din istoria spectaculoasa a Hollywoodului".
Desi intre timp Hollywood-ul a dat nastere multor alte pelicule monumentale, somptuoasa reconstituire a zilelor de glorie ale Sudului american ramane una din cele mai frumoase povesti de dragoste a tuturor timpurilor si unul din cele mai apreciate filme.

O selectie a celor mai bune secvente, in filmuletul de mai jos.

Disponibil la Diverta
Pret  57 RON

ps. Bukan tentang saya! Cuma cerita seseorang yang harus merasakan pahitnya perpisahan karna perbedaan. Resiko ya, sob. Makanya, jangan maen api ;)
eniwei, "alles gutte zum geburstag" to you, my ex-man *halah

:lol:

NOTES (as listed on perfumania.com): Mandarin, Bergamot, Cassis Berries, Lemongrass, Gardenia, Jasmine, Magnolia, Pomegranite Leaf, English Rose Petals, Wimbledon Grass, Cashmere Musk, White Amber Crystals, Vanilla.

I purchased a mini bottle of Maria Sharapova based on reviews I read, which namely claimed that it was a light, floral, sporty fragrance. I am ashamed to admit that I had no idea who Maria Sharapova was, aside from being an attractive blonde as displayed on the packing for her perfume, and that didn't much matter to me. The notes seemed non-offensive, if not a little mysterious (hello, wimbledon grass?), and, although I know not to judge a book by its cover, the bottle appear to house some light and feminine juice.

CLASSIFICATION: Feminine, floral

AGE GROUP: Perfect for anyone

SIMILAR SCENT(s): Reminds me of Estee Lauder Pleasures

FORM: Eau de Parfum

Apparently, Maria Sharapova is a famous tennis player, and that may be why so many people thought of this scent as sporty. I can only reason that they know that she is sporty, because I do not consider her perfume to be at all. Not that that is a problem. I'm not even quite sure I want to smell sports (sweat?) and flowers together, anyway.

Maria Sharapova is a nice, floral fragrance. It is a bit on the strong side, but not overwhelmingly so; a little does go a long way, however. Although pleasant, there is nothing that sets this fragrances apart from its competitors. I myself found it to smell a lot like I remember Estee Lauders Pleasures to smell.

I can't smell a specific note at all, which may be for the best (remember that wimbledon grass?) Rather, it reminds me of a bouquet of flowers. It is what I would call a romantic scent, and because of that, I would not wear this perfume on a casual outting; rather, I would recommend this perfume for someone looking to purchase a light floral for their dinner date. Kind of strange for a tennis star's signature fragrance? Perhaps.

On a positive note, this fragrance does not change much from initial spray, or even from what I smell directly from the bottle. What you see is what you get from Maria Sharapova.

(We highly recommend reading our guide to understanding our grading system if you haven't already)

First sniff (bottle): B-

First sniff (skin): B-

Worn scent: B-

Staying power: A

Scent as compared to note(s): B

Bottle: B

Overall: B-

Maria Sharapova is, again, pleasant and non-offensive, but not my usual style of perfume. Where I am not rushing to wash this scent off my skin, I am also not planning on buying this fragrance anytime soon, nor do I really ever have a reason to wear it, as I do classify it as more of a romantic/evening scent.

I went for a walk at omotesando when I walked in burt laundry and found the cutest dress! Oh yeah, I can't resist teal or yellow at all! One of my weak points! <3

Details :

Hair : ''Edna'' - Kin

Scarf : ''Simple Scarf'' in blue - AOHARU

Bracelet : (part of) ''dial-a-cliche'' outfit - Emery

Dress : ''flower dress'' - Burt Laundry

Tights/Legggings : yellow leggings - FTV

Shoes : ''Dalia Pump'' in persian purple - Armidi

<3 Uma

Its a beautiful Sunday evening and here I sit in the beautiful and peaceful central courtyard of Tucson's newest mall, La Encantada. It is an "upscale" shopping destination with stores including Victoria's Secret, Crate and Barrel, St. John, Louis Vuitton, Coach, Tiffany & Co., and Loop Denim. But not only Foothillsers can enjoy La Encantada; there's something for everyone, no matter the size of your pocketbook.

• Stop in to AJ's Fine Foods and order a China Mist iced tea and a fresh dessert from the patisserie... it'll set you back about $5. Then savor the flavor on AJ's lovely misted patio.
• Strolling is free at La Encantada... Wander through the brick archways, smell the flowers, and admire the fountains. Its a beautiful setting boasting scores of comfy benches for lounging. No wonder La Encantada is a top destination for camera-happy Tucsonans.
• Wanna hear a secret? La Encantada has Tucson's fastest free wi-fi. Thank you Apple Store. Bring your laptop, sit in the central courtyard, and surf in the sun.
• Some of Tucson's hippest and most delicious restaurants call La Encantada home. I'm a frequent patron - so expect reviews any day.
• If you're a pet lover, La Encantada is doggie-friendly. Bring Spot along for a fun outing.
• This shopping paradise also hosts tons of free events and live music, where everyone is invited. Check out their website for dates. In the wintertime, La Encantada becomes a "snowy" oasis in the middle of the desert. Its a must-see attraction.
• Currently under construction (on the top level) is a new location of Tucson favorite Frost Gelato Shoppe. I have never ever ever had a tastier scoop of gelato even in Europe. This will be an amazing addition to an already wonderful shopping destination.

I highly encourage you to check out La Encantada, located in the Foothills at Skyline and Campbell.

Visit the La Encantada site for more information.