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Men Are From Pornland. Women Are From Disneyland.

August 12, 2012 1 comment

Come on, that world-famous book from 1999 is totally and utterly outdated now.

In this day and age…

Men Are From Pornland. Women Are From Disneyland.

That’s why women drag their men to watch chick flicks so they get a glimpse of our world.

That’s why women are reading Fifty Shades of Grey so that they can suck out what’s in men’s head.

No! The other head!

***Photo by journeyexplorer

Just tell the truth

August 11, 2012 4 comments

A few months ago, when I heard Sheila Walsh speak in person at a Christian Women’s Conference I was struck to the core by her personal story. Two messages I took away from that talk – Let go (pending blog post) and Just tell the truth.

A specialist has told me before that I am ‘passive aggressive’ and I took it as a passing comment at the time. Another jargon term. Whatever that means. Who cares. Get on with it. Next.

Yesterday I was scrapping for writing material and I type the term into my best friend ‘Google’. The details felt like it was describing my relationship history and in fact a dramatic scenario that I created just a couple of days ago.

I tell you ‘nothing’ when you ask me what is wrong. I punish you by giving you the silent treatment, disappearing, sulking and not answering your calls. Until I forget what I was angry and upset about in the first place. Then I can go back to being my ‘always jolly cheerful understanding supportive’ self because that’s what I like to be perceived as.

Just tell the truth.

OK here goes.

Truth is I hate it when you assume I’m always just hanging around for you. I hate it when you treat me as if I’m disposable – coming and going as you wish. I hate it when you do what suits your lifestyle or schedule without regard for mine. I hate it when you do not mean or do what you say.

You are right, you can’t read my mind.

At times I can’t read mine either.

***Photo by journeyexplorer

Everything London #22 – Singing in the Rain

February 14, 2012 Leave a comment

I have seen a dozen musicals around the globe and the genre of more light hearted shows always appeals to me. My favourite are Mary Poppins (London), Beauty and the Beast (Broadway New York) and Lion King (Sydney).

Footwork of all their performers was excellent and I especially loved their tap dancing. The singing voice of Scarlett Strallen playing Kathy is just amazing. The squeaky voice of Katherine Kingsley is amusingly annoying. Their stage is one to be applauded to cater for the rain and their main dance act which was excellent.

Although a few mishaps for their second night of performance such as leaking water from above but nevertheless a great show and highly recommended!

***Photo by journeyexplorer

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Soar on wings like eagles

September 21, 2011 1 comment

It’s easier to write when I’m in a low or slightly depressed mood, because it brings out the emotions. Also I find that if you brag too much about happiness, people think either you are faking it or that you are rubbing it in their face. But recently I’m learning to appreciate things in life more by seeing the positive side and count blessings whatever it is.

Three quarters of this year has passed already and people always say that time flies. But I literally feel like each year has gone quicker than the year before and I counted there are the same number of days! I guess I experienced so much where there is never a dull moment. Especially this year, kicked off with the domino effect of events unfolding out of my control and having a complete turn in my life made me change my attitude for the better.

Climbing up from the pit of depressed moods and sense of lose, I tried to get rid of the whiny complaining emotional dependent bitch that I was to become a less selfish person. Each day has its different challenges, struggles and insecurities; yet I try to tackle it with a smile on my face. On the way, appreciating those around me who are there for me. I uncovered the mask to show and accept who I really am. I found my inner peace. I’m soaring on wings like eagles.

***Photo by bgorsphotography

False hope

September 16, 2011 2 comments
According to the Oxford dictionary, wish is defined as ‘ feel or express a strong desire or hope for something that cannot or probably will not happen’. Whilst hope is defined as ‘a feeling of expectation and desire for a particular thing to happen’. However, when you are clinging onto false hope, then it is just as bad as wishing for something that will never eventuate. For example, if you were a concubine thinking that one day your man will marry you. Or that you can lose 10kg without any effect on your part. Or that you will win the lottery.
 
That’s why we need reality checks. To bring us back to the real picture, not what we have conjured up in our heads. Even if it is the harsh truth, you would rather know than be blinded by the perfect world you have painted yourself or the pretence that others offer you to hold onto dearly.
 
***Photo by bgorsphotography

Sliding Doors

September 13, 2011 Leave a comment

I have walked 5 miles then found myself staring at a dead-end. I have walked around in circles and ended up back in square one. I have taken short cuts that ended up being the long route. I have gone on scenic tours and enjoyed the view.

Different paths. You may or may not end up in the same place but you experience a different journey.

I’ve decided to embark on the cultural challenge. It’s a step out of my comfort zone, but maybe I will enjoy the differences. Will it be like a puzzle, where each piece is different but fits nicely together to form the big picture?

Everything happens for a reason.

To lose a job in difficult times then accept the only offer given to you may make you less arrogant.

To lose a fetus before you have a child may make you appreciate the miracles of life.

To lose the love of your life then find a soul mate may make you see through the meaningless conflicts.

Experience.

Learn.

Accept.

Content.

Peace.

Joy.

***Photo by bgorsphotography

Love letters

August 24, 2011 1 comment

Stories of D, E, K, P have been commented on, discussed daily, harshly judged, strongly criticised, analysed in finite detail, and gossiped over. Then there were A, C, G, J, M, N, R, S who occurred sporadically in the side columns that sometimes gets missed but still provided some interest. A good friend pointed out that soon I’m going to run out of letters. Plus she can hardly keep up as her memory is failing her day by day; which obviously is the strongest incentive for me to settle on a particular letter very soon.

Some are arrogant characters who make me want to step on his head and tell him ‘You are not all that.’ Then there was the short-tempered character who came THIS close to hitting me in the face when he got angry. Some suffer from great insecurities which I falsely thought could be solved when filled by love and attention but failed miserably.

Some surprise me with flowers whilst others shower me with gifts. Some cook for me and tuck me in when I’m sick whilst others take me to fancy restaurants. Some drive me around in their Porsche whilst others plays music to touch my heart.

Hot off the press, headlining in this issue is Mr W who actually asked to be blogged for his 3 minute of fame.

***Photo by bgorsphotography