FIT.FAT.

JUST days ago as I was surfing the net, the online Newsweek archives threw up an interesting find.

It was reported that barely two months ago, more pro-anorexia groups began appearing on public platforms, forming communities on Facebook and Myspace for ‘thinspiration’.
Blogs have also been set up where members share tips and track their progress toward their common goal of radical weight loss.
I was shocked by what I read and went straight to Google to suss out these sites.
It was pure horrifying.

One blog had a food log of one anorexia sufferer. In a week, she had barely consumed 500 calories. Most of the time she was on a fast. What was worse was that she received comments encouraging her for her ‘progress’.
Girls today are already being inundated by images saying that thin is beautiful.
That said, I believe that it’s absolutely necessary that our youth learn the importance of cultivating a healthy self-image.

Cue the Holistic Health Framework (HHF) , formerly known as the TAF Club.
While TAF was actually an acronym for Trim and Fit, a few of us used to joke that TAF Club was just Fat club spelled backwards.
But I guess it wasn’t that much of a laughing matter.
I was a member of TAF club back in secondary school.
We would have to spend three recess breaks a week doing laps around the school, while our classmates got to have their lunch.
We were also separated from the rest of our class during PE lessons for more intensive sessions.

I remember a teacher coming into class with a tray of home-made pasta carbonara and saying: "Ok everybody but the TAF club girls can have some of this."
It’s a funny thing. While I acknowledge that the TAF club was implemented with the best of intentions, somehow I felt the message came up a little short.
TAF club was meant to help kids lose weight by becoming more active but I felt that using the Body Mass Index (BMI) to determine which kids should be in the programme might not be the most accurate means of doing so.

I remember quite a number of my fellow TAF Club members were active members of school sports clubs, many of which required them to do some form of weight training to build muscle, which could explain why they were over their healthy BMI range.
I believe I would not be far wrong to say that some began questioning their body image, even though it was clear that they were fighting fit.
They also began to feel quite demoralized, which in itself reduced the effects of the training.

I’m just glad that the renaming of the TAF Club helps ease the stigma by centering the focus on the individual’s physical, mental and social health, rather than purely on weight loss.

In today’s image-conscious society, the last thing our youth need is to feel that they are less of an individual just because they don’t fit into size 0 jeans.

Bitter Cynic

Venomous words and fatal wounds are deadly weapons of massive destruction. Looks can be deceiving but don't cross your fingers just yet. Never ever judge a book by its cover because you'll never know what lurks in between the pages. Everyone has a limit to everything. Their patience, tolerance and also self control.

This world is full of complications and complicated people. You try so hard to be someone that you want others to like, that you end up losing yourself in the process. Then why do they tell us to be ourselves when in actual fact, all we are doing is being someone that we aren't? We are so afraid of people not liking us for who we are that we cover our true selves with a mask and go around pretending to be someone else. And why is it okay for people to tell us that they don't like our behavior/personality and tell us that if we don't change, people won't like us?

Aren't you supposed to accept people for who they are? Flaws and all? Isn't it obvious that everyone is different and being different is not wrong? And who makes up these cookie cut rules? Is it someone whose beyond perfection? I highly doubt so. No one is beyond perfection because all of us are human and we all make mistakes at some point in our lives although our egos refuse to admit it. Do you realize that the word 'Imperfect', broken down, is actually 'I'm perfect'? If imperfect can turn to perfect, why can't it be vice versa? The "perfect" can also turn imperfect right? So if the line between imperfection and perfection is blurred, who says anyone has the right to call the shots? All of us are flawed in someway, so stop pointing fingers and start facing the mirrors.

Questions and insecurities will definitely run deep. There are things that should never be asked or even thought about. Some things are really just better left unsaid. So to speak. You can try so hard to erase those questions but they keep running at the back of your mind like clockwork. The more you refuse to think about it, the more you do. The utter irony of it all just makes it all even more frustrating. How do you erase doubts and replace them with trust? Does it take time and understanding, or time and patience? Trust is never a given, but earned. How do you earn someone's trust? And how do you trust someone? To what extent do you realize that you have trusted someone 100%? What are the signs that you have trusted someone fully? And why is it that even when you have trusted someone 100%, you still have your doubts and insecurities surfacing? Where does this all end?

I shall let you be your own source of entertainment if it let's you sleep better at night.

the best of you?

It's time for you to understand your strengths and admit that while you are not perfect, you're pretty special.


The silence is deafening, while all hell breaks loose. Sometimes life feels just like a black and white photograph. You can see the beautiful lighting, the soft focus of the object or the model. You can see the emotion that is being provoked in the photograph but you still can't feel it.

Every now and then, there will be a time where you realize people have just been simply taking advantage of you and underestimating you. Here's the thing, you will never feel the pinch till karma bites you in the ass. Don't underestimate and never assume. Because there will come a time where you will realize that all your inferences are wrong and it will fall flat on your face. Now that wouldn't be a pretty sight now would it? I believe there is a limit to everything and everyone. Simply said, there is a line you just don't cross and certain buttons that you should never push.


Keep pushing the wrong buttons and testing the limit, soon, you'll find yourself on the other side. And boy, it ain't gonna be pretty. Your constant impedance has been a thorn in my side. Something that I wish to remove completely from my life.My indifference towards you has been excruciatingly well hidden due to my sense of morality, something you obviously are lacking of. There is no need for upholding social grace when dealing with the likes of people like you. There is ultimately no need for your insinuation in my life when you were never a part of it.

"We all get at least one good wish a year. Over the candles on our birthday. Some of us throw in more. On eyelashes, fountains, lucky stars, and every now and then, one of those wishes comes true. So what then? Is it as good as we'd hoped? Do we bask in the warm glow of our happiness? Or, do we just notice we've got a long list of other wishes waiting to be wished? We don't wish for the easy stuff. We wish for big things. Things that are ambitious, out of reach. We wish because we need help and we're scared and we know we may be asking too much. We still wish, though, because sometimes they come true."

if only.

PEOPLE are not always easy to please, and right now it might be starting to feel like I can never do right in their eyes. But am I giving too much, working too hard, and caring more than I need to? It's time to take stock of things. Ask myself if it's really worth it to work so hard to read their minds. Then, do what I want to do. Are these constant power struggles really the way I want to live my life with this person?

Patience is a virtue they say. I believe perseverance is as well. If you fight for what you want, you will get it. Your hard work and determination will pay off.

They say every cloud has a silver lining. I've seen it once and then it went away, giving way to the dark and stormy clouds. Now the time has come and I can see my silver lining once again. There is a reason for everything, you may not realize it now but your time will come. A lesson will be learnt and when it comes, only you will be able to realize it. Then you will know if its truly worth it. The hardship that you had to go through to get where you are now, only then you will be relieved. And know that the shit you went through, was worth the result in the end. Patience my friend, patience. We'll just wait till this tide washes us over shall we?


If only making connections was as easy as shaking hands!

A Personal Monograph.

"If you broaden the pool, you're more likely to get people to agree with your ideas. That doesn't mean you're looking for 'yes men,' but it does mean you need to align yourself with colleagues who have similar values."

beneath the surface.

"You have some excellent social and career connections, but you cannot rely on them too much right now. It's much wiser to pursue your current goals by yourself. Not only will it help you strengthen your own skills, but it will help show these folks that you don't always need them for everything -- and that will improve your stature in their eyes. It's time for you to flesh out your reputation as a mover and a shaker. Looking like a follower is not going to be good for you now."

Patience is wearing thin but I can't help it. I can feel it slowly cracking under the intense pressure and the inevitable will happen. I'm like a walking time bomb. An elusive land mine. It's running out of time and there's no where to go. I don't know how long I can keep this up. This mask is slipping off my face. Sadly, the truth is not something everyone wants to hear or see.

I make no apologies about who I am. If I am truly good enough, then my talent shall speak for itself(look up 'Self-explanatory'). If you have to ass kiss your way through life, maybe you could go far, but you surely won't last long. Because at the end of the day, all you're doing is trying to please everyone around you and being human, you will succumb to frustration and anger. It's the same with sympathy-seekers. They manipulate people in such a way that they end up gaining sympathy from others and because people take pity on them, their flaws magically disappear. But again, they could go far, but they won't last long.

Life's a bitch, without these extras. The least you could do is make things a little better for everyone else. I am going to pursue my calling in life and I'm not letting anything stand in my way.

Looking At You.

"I'm a walking billboard of what happiness is.
My eyes light up at the very sight of You."

That sexy red wine coupled with sparkling diamonds, against the smooth cashmere of supple skin. That silk sensuality of purple against the strikingly siren red. The tense friction of skin on skin. The heat of the intense chemistry like a jolt of electricity

 through your veins. The curl of your lips, the beginnings of a smile. That sparkle in your eyes, that hint of mischief. Here's looking at you, my love.

Bad things happen so we know what good looks like. Ask a loner why he chooses to be alone, is it because he enjoys the solitude? A loner chooses to be alone not because they enjoy the solitude but because they have tried to blend in before but people continue to disappoint them.
Trust your gut feeling. It truly knows best. People fail to realize that sometimes its better to use your heart than your head. Because sometimes when things happen that surpasses logic and reason, the only way you can find your way out is when you use your heart and not your head. When you feel that it is the right thing to do rather than when you think it is the right thing to do.

Spread the LOVE, people :)

an enemy to the party pooper.

I honestly think that when one cannot be at peace with another's happiness, one is a sorry and sad human being with nothing much to live for in life or is a person who is filled to the brim with envy. Like seriously. They take perverse pleasure in making another's life miserably difficult. It's like they carry this flame of vendetta so vehemently they refuse to rest easy until they have gotten their revenge in one way or another. Not only are these kinda people sad, they're deplorably sadistic in more ways than one. Peolple like them should seriously think of going Zen or doing some Yoga to help them with their apparent uncontrollable emotions.

Its pure amazing.
Amazing.

PEACE!

Oh, Just That I've No Intention Working My Arse Out To Impress Every Single Human Being Out There. I Don't Need To Prove My Worth To Mankind Because All Of Us Are Losers In One Way Or Another. We Are Not Almighty And, We Can Never Make Everyone Satisfied.

xxx

"For the ends of Being and ideal Grace."

either, or.

1) i have been drinking more water lately
2) i don't like how dry my hair is and how much it'll cost me if i bother gg for treatment
3) i have yet to watch the sunset like literally sit and talk cock and watch the sun set
4) i hate how boring the songs in my player are now
5) did i mention that i don't like my hair?
6) when i look in the mirror, i see a fat blob
7) i feel like writing a letter
8) i should start worrying about the pile of rosters i'm due for
9) my eyebrows are thick and i don't really give a damn well not yet at least
10) i can't wait for 31st March
11) will I ever get to see the Taj Mahal?
12) i wanna tan, in Phuket
13) i wish to meet eva mendez in person
14) i'm singing halo now i know i know the song's a little overrated
15) i miss my indian kupru boyfriend
16) i want a pair of supras very badly
17) can't wait for payday
18) the truth hurts
19) i should plan an E.T soon, once payday perhaps
20) ya la ya la i not pretty la ya la ya la
21) i feel like going to the playground
22) i see trees of green and red roses as they bloom for love
23) i see skies of blue and clouds of white the bright blessed day and the dark sacred night
24) it's a wonderful world because you exist
25) my family is so huge, that i actually have grandchildren and i'm 21

oath of a liar.

HATE

I don't usually use the word often. But hey, you did managed to make me fill that vocabulary in my very own dictionary. You're the epitome of pathetic.

Your mirror, does it reflect you, for just one second?

Let's not pretend.

We are not friends. You mean absolutely nothing to me.

You should know that I do not want to see your face again.

My friends are not your friends. Don't even think about hanging out with us.

Don't you try stealing them away from me. You stole something from me once before, which is TRUST. I'm not going to let you do it twice.

Keep that in your retarded mind.

I don't give a flying fuck about how you feel. Because you didn't give a fuck about how I felt when you blatantly told those lies.

You better watch out.

Scared, aren't you now KIDDIE?

Never in the years there has this happened.

YOU MADE HISTORY, BOY!

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To the rest of you reading,
This is my problem,
And I say whatever I want to say.
Despite everything, I'm happy to know who my real friends are.

loves,

lia <3

21st Birthday!

21st Birthday

I'm so shagged after all that's happened. But all that's happened were splendid and memorable ones.

Next up, celebration at Aranda Country Club cum Cousin's wedding!

And at 2134HRS on my birthday, I received a call from babygirl Lat. There in the background I hear a choir of Happy Bithday from those at work. I was so touched!

This has been a great birthday =)

Thank You ALL for the wishes and gifts and wonderful gestures.

Being surrounded by love is all a birthday girl could wish for.

beautiful.

What beauty is to you,
May not be as beautiful as before,
What if my eyes had no khol,
No rogue on my lips,
What if my real face was shown,
No blush on my cheeks,
Stripped off my clothes,
What if my bare skin was exposed,
Under those white sheets

What if it was the worst of me,
That you have ever seen,
Under a fluorescent lamp,
My body has lost its warmth,
Pale bluish chapped lips,
My eyes are not awake

What if you saw me in a peaceful state,
And you can't hear me breathing,
What if you saw strangers wrapping my head,
Whispers kept exchanging,
I'm fully dressed in white and lying down on my bed,
What if you knew it wasn't a favourite colour of mine,
Or have you not got a single clue

What if you knew I had something to say to you,
Would you have met me the day before,
Or would you say that you're unsure,
What if it was my final hour,
Before I was laid to rest,
What if it was your last chance,
Would you hold me in your arms,

Have my heart against your chest,
Press your lips against my cold forehead

What if it was the finale,
Would you be the one lowering me into the four-sided clay,
Resting my cheek on the ground,
Would your tears cover my lifeless body,
Just like the rain yesterday

What if my pasty face was the last thing you saw,
Would you remember it clearly,
Or would you want to forget it when you close the door,
What beauty is to you,
May not be so beautiful when she's not breathing anymore,
What is beautiful to you,
May not be what you're used to seeing before,
It's painfully true.

in love, in sadness

Life is a neverending race,
There are obstacles and signs that say stop,
We might fall over and over again,
Cuts, bruises and heartbreaks,
Fast-paced music and the soothing sounds of a harp,
We just have to get up and keep on running,
Making crucial decisions and regretting mistakes,
Sometimes help would be around,
Most of the time however,
We are alone on our way down,
Shouting for a helping hand so loud,
But they just don't make a sound,
Or that was what you thought,
Open your teary eyes my dear,
Some of them are actually reaching out,
Both my hands are always here,
Cloudy days will fade away,
Better days are still so near,
Maybe not today nor tomorrow,
But one day your skies will be clear,
Rest assured.

"For the first time in my life,
I have too many things on my mind,

That I just have nothing to say".

nincompoops.

You could tell that I don't care.
Where's the apology?
Never there.

Someone in my life has been running hot and cold, and today I should turn off the faucet and walk away. I have been working hard at making a connection with them, but it's not worth it. We strive to be different but we do not like differences.

Now, does your opinion differ from that of mine?

pen-soul

Pen and paper

A pen and a paper without a story to write is just as good as not having a pen and paper when there is a story to write. An empty head would probably be a writer's worst nightmare. An empty heart would still enable one to express one's innermost emotions, even if it is painful. Sitting here without a clear mind is like having a wild goose chase of words that I can never find. I am thankful to come across many different situations that brought upon certain consequences, desirable or not. The opportunity to feel is a gift of life. I'd rather be under a cloud than to never get to feel at all. Emotions are portals to one's soul. It brings people together, it makes people fall apart. It shows people how you are as a person. More importantly, it shows how you are as a human. Last but not least, happiness is a never ending goal and the other emotions would only make you whole.