strangers again

I think that if life separates us and we end up in totally different places. I'll always remember when our paths aligned for this period of time, and I'll be thankful for that. And hope that wherever you are, that you'll be thankful too. And I think that's the best we can wish for.

heh heh..

im back im back im back

tumblr was a little distracting for me, and i never really ended up doing posts as i did just reblogging shit ...

beauty.

A while back, at the entrance of a gym, there was a picture of a very thin and beautiful woman. The caption was "This summer, do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?"

The story goes, a woman (of clothing size unknown) answered the following way:

"Dear people, whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, seals, curious humans), they are sexually active and raise their children with great tenderness.
They entertain like crazy with dolphins and eat lots of prawns. They swim all day and travel to fantastic places like Patagonia, the Barents Sea or the coral reefs of Polynesia.
They sing incredibly well and sometimes even are on cds. They are impressive and dearly loved animals, which everyone defend and admires.

Mermaids do not exist.

But if they existed, they would line up to see a psychologist because of a problem of split personality: woman or fish?
They would have no sex life and could not bear children.
Yes, they would be lovely, but lonely and sad.
And, who wants a girl that smells like fish by his side?

Without a doubt, I'd rather be a whale.

At a time when the media tells us that only thin is beautiful, I prefer to eat ice cream with my kids, to have dinner with my husband, to eat and drink and have fun with my friends.

We women, we gain weight because we accumulate so much wisdom and knowledge that there isn't enough space in our heads, and it spreads all over our bodies.
We are not fat, we are greatly cultivated.
Every time I see my curves in the mirror, I tell myself: "How amazing am I ?! "

it's easy to forget.
forget what we're worth, what we're made of and what we have.
i, like any other human being, forget to remind myself of these very things as well.
i nitpick, i critique and i hate how i look sometimes. but you know, it's how you overcome these obstacles that make our lives so much more valuable.
i think we hit a point in our lives where we realize what we've got is everything we want.
as long as these things make us happy, why should we jeopardize how we feel about ourselves or others?
if i'm happier working out a lot, then why stop. if i'm happier eating the foods i like, than dieting on the foods i can't stand - why start the impossible? everything should be done and appreciated in moderation, but like i said - if you're happy, why change.
torturing ourselves isn't going to bring us joy and excitement; but people forget that.

and if we keep comparing ourselves from where we are and where we should be, we'll get nowhere.

& in the words of Oprah: Be thankful for what you have and you will end up having more. But if you concentrate on what you don't have, you'll never, ever have enough.



beauty is in the eye of the beholder folks (:

stay sweet & gorgeous! <3

truth or truth

It's true we don't know what we've got until its gone, but we dont know what we've been missing until it arrives ♥

PARADOXICAL

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, yet more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space, but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; big men and small character; steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes, but more divorce; fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember to say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent. Remember to say "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." — Dr. Bob Moorehead, The Paradox of Our Age

what's justice?

so all around the world and invading our tv shows, breaking news has erupted of a death.

the death of Osama Bin Laden.

now i assume this is a bit of a biased post simply because i am canadian and my pride is much different than those of the americans (nationally speaking, no offense intended), but my opinions - i am sure - do not differ too much of other global views.

i just find it highly ironic how americans can cheer so loudly and proudly for the death of osama.

they're calling this "a win on the fight against hatred", "justice finally being served" and using karma/God for this glorious act.

brb, needing to sleep.

an eye for an eye, nothing is solved - we're just all too blind to see.

pet peevery

i have a certain strong dislike when it comes to waiting.

patience? no. not patience, i'm a very patient person when i have reason to be patient.

waiting in the sense where i'm literally standing/sitting by myself for 30 minutes or more on someone that gives me very little notice that they will be late/or are stuck in traffic/etc etc, or when they know they'll be late and choose not to change the time even though it could have been easily done.

and don't get we wrong, i've been late to a gathering or a meeting before (though i try my best not to be), so i'm not saying everyone needs to be perky and there 10 minutes before hand.

i'm saying, if you think you're already going to have difficulty getting there at a specific time, speak up - or let me/any other party members know so that we don't have to be blindly waiting.

i think it's incredibly rude and disrespectful, especially if you make a habit out of it.

for everyone else, me included, we all planned our schedules accordingly to wake up/get dressed/catch the appropriate transit or car ride just to get our asses there either early or on time - so the least you could do is make at least half the effort. =___=;

and the thing about waiting is that when it gets to the point of 20-30 minutes and anything beyond that, when i see your face, it's really hard for me to be happy.

like at that point, i'm honestly just so tired from waiting, by myself.

side note: i really don't like being alone.

like, k that sounds terribly dependent and lame but i just get very anxious (bordering panic attack if it's a crazy scenario) and uncomfortable when i'm alone.

it's a huge insecurity i have but i can't help it.

so i usually immerse myself heavily in my music or play games, etc.

otherwise i'm a huge anxious stress case.

a real catch, i know.

but yeah - this stuff just irks me.

and i'm usually the one that always waits for everything when it comes to hanging out - no matter what group or function.

"you should be late next time!" but then i feel like that just creates a huge cycle of being late for times to come.

raaaawr