MERRY CHRISTMAS !!

(PS, hab dein Foto geklaut :P)

Some funny christmas cartoons

"It has nice santa's color, it has a sweet little santa in the middle, what don't you like from this new logo?"
"You have a full mustache."

Nur für dich (just for you) from Wise Guys. Thanks PS, for giving me the video!
A funny song..His expression is priceless...and watch his transformation from a dork to a cool guy.

the song starts at 01.25, be patient.. ;)



Ich bin nur für dich mit dir in Bridget Jones gegangen,
ich hab nur für dich mit dem Joggen angefangen,
ich lief nur für dich stundenlang durch diesen Park,
ich aß nur für dich fettreduzierten Früchtequark.

Ich trug nur für dich im Sommer Birkenstocksandalen,
wirklich nur für dich, ich musste die auch noch bezahlen,
ich hab nur für dich behauptet, Heidi Klum zu hassen.
Nur für dich, und trotzdem hast du mich verlassen.

Nur für dich, das hab ich nur für dich getan.
Nur für dich, du warfst mich völlig aus der Bahn.
Nur für dich, war ich treuer als Olli Kahn.
Nur für dich, das nennt man wohl Beziehungswahn.

Ich bin nur für dich auf dem Weihnachtsmarkt gewesen,
ich hab nur für dich Harry Potter durchgelesen,
ich hab nur für dich jeden Tag das Klo geputzt.
Nur für dich, und was hat mir das genutzt?

Ich hab nur für dich den Alkoholverzicht verkündet,
ich hab nur für dich meine Playboysammlung angezündet,
ich hab nur für dich sogar ein Liebeslied geschrieben.
Nur für dich, und trotzdem bist du nicht geblieben.

Nur für dich, dieses Lied war früher deins,
das ist es jetzt aber nicht mehr, denn ab heute ist es meins.
Ich hab's ein bisschen umgedichtet, und das macht mich froh.
Jetzt ist es nur für mich und geht ungefähr so:

Ich hab nur für dich gesagt, dein blaues Kleid sei nett,
das war gelogen! Dein Hintern wirkte ungewöhnlich fett!
Im Einparken bist du die größte Niete aller Zeiten!
Wenn dein Computer abstürzt, schau halt in die Gelben Seiten!

Man kann Zahnbürsten locker zwei, drei Jahre lang gebrauchen!
Sex and the City kann man in der Pfeife rauchen!
Es trinken außer dir echt nur alte Tanten Sherry,
die schönste Frau der Welt ist eindeutig Halle Berry!

Nur für dich, dieses Lied war früher deins,
das ist es jetzt aber nicht mehr, denn ab heute ist es meins.
Ich hab auch die Melodie geändert, und das macht mich froh,
ich sing's noch einmal nur für dich, denn jetzt klingt es so:
Nanananana nananananana

Ok, some simple translation (please excuse my english)

I went just for you to Bridget Jones
I started just for you jogging
I walked just for you hours through the park
I ate just for you low fat fruit quark

I wore just for you Birkenstock sandals in summer
really just for you, I had to pay for it too
I affirmed just for you that I hate Heidi Klum
Just for you, and nonetheless you left me

Just for you, I did that just for you
Just for you, you threw me off the track
Just for you, I was more loyal than Olli Kahn
Just for you, it's called delirium

I was just for you in the christmas market
I read just for you Harry Potter
I clean just for you the toilet everyday
Just for you, and what did it benefit me

I abandoned alcohol just for you
I burned just for you my Playboy collection
I even wrote just for you a love song
Just for you, and nonetheless you didn't stay

Just for you, this song was formerly yours
it is not anymore now, because starting from today it is mine
I changed (rephrased) it a little, and that makes me happy
Now it is just for me and goes like this

I said just for you, your blue dress was nice
it was a lie! Your ass looks exceptionally fat
In parking you are the greatest loser of all time
If your computer crashes, look in the yellow page!

We can use toothbrushes two, three years long
Sex and the City is pointless
Beside you, only old aunties drink sherry
the most beautiful woman in the world is clearly Halle Berry

Just for you, this song was formerly yours
it is not anymore now, because starting from today it is mine
I changed the melody , and that makes me happy
I sing it one more time just for you, because now it sounds like this
Nanananana nananananana

GYPSY

I didn't know what to wear to the christmas costume party yesterday. A friend suggested me being a zombie or a mummy, as it is quite easy. As a zombie I only needed to wear a pair of pyjamas and loads of powder on the face. And as a mummy, well, toilet paper and cellotape. But I still want to look nice! I snapped at him..

Went through my closet, trying to figure out what to wear, saw long flowing skirt, scarfs, ethnic shawl, babydoll top. Hey! the Gypsy look! Browsed the internet, found this



My attempt to create this look :



Accessorise, accessorise !!!
- 3 necklaces
- big hoop earrings
- bangle and bracelet
- dark smokey eyes
- I would like to do the red lips version too, unfortunately I don't have any red lipstick.
- headscarf is essential

At the entrance, guys were given a ribbon and he should give it to a girl, whom he thought is the most attractive. I got quite a few, so I think I must have looked quite decent :)




These ribbons matched my outfit pretty well.


Flower from some random guy

I forgot to bring my camera to the party... *sigh* So I didn't have any photos of other people's costumes. There were count dracula, sado-masochist, angels, cat girl, spiderman, transvestites, phantom of the opera, etc. I'll try to get some photos from my friend later. It was fun afterall.

WAKE UP !!

There's this friend of mine, he found out he's adopted around 2 years ago. He's always had this self image problem, he's shy, he feels he's not attractive enough, he always fails miserably in pursuing women, and until now he's never been in a relationship (he's 25, btw). The fact that he's adopted doesn't help his self esteem either, he becomes more confused. And he hates the world because people always pay attention to outer appearance.

In attempt to boost his self esteem, he's desperately looking for a girlfriend. I don't know how this supposed to help.... And in his desperation, he tends to be impatient and persistent when pursuing a girl, so he doesn't really want to take the time to know a girl's personality (he doesn't really care about appearance either), the main thing is that he achieves his 'goal' of having a girlfriend. He has even declared love on a girl he knew only for 2 days. Kind of this 'hit and run' system. Needless to say, the girl fled.

I see a sick pattern emerging :
Insecurity ---> needing a girlfriend to feel loved ---> impatience and too much persistence --> driving the girls away (they're afraid, of course!) ---> back to point zero ---> even lower self confidence.

I really can't respect this kind of people. They whine about their problems (in this case, his being adopted). Face it boy! Life is unfair, change your point of view. Be thankful that you're adopted instead of whining about it. At least you didn't have to grow up poor in an orphanage. Stop drowning in self pity, wanting things you can't have and saying "why me?" and be grateful for what you have.

And the whole "Why does nobody love me? why don't I have any gf?", is making me sick. Why should we, girls, like you, if you don't even love yourself? As I've said before, everybody has their own moment of insecurity. Stop thinking negatively about yourself and start saying to yourself in front of the mirror that you're beautiful. If you feel you're attractive, other people will feel that way too.

Honestly, I don't even think having a girlfriend will boost his self esteem. It's something you have to work from the inside, not from the outside.

If I can turn my negative point of view and look at things positively, why can't you? Maybe you can say that everybody mental strength is different, yes it's true. But you should at least TRY. Gosh, I really want to shake him and yell at him, "WAKE UP!! your problems are not THAT big!!"

Am I being mean here? I have tried to put myself in his position, imagining that I were adopted, but no matter how hard I tried to see from his point of view, I would still be grateful that my parents chose me, at least I wouldn't have to beg or grow up on the street.

What's in a name?

that which we call a rose
By other name would smell as sweet
- Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet

NOT if your name is Adolf Hitler.

Heath Campbell, 35, and his wife Deborah, 25, attempted to buy their son a cake inscribed "Happy Birthday Adolf Hitler" at a ShopRite supermarket in New Jersey, USA.

The shop however described the request as "inappropriate" and refused to make the cake for young Adolf, who has just turned three.

The Campbells, who also have two daughters, JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell, and Honsylynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell (named in reference to the SS Heinrich Himmler), were offered a cake with enough room for them to write their own inscription but they refused.

ShopRite has also refused to make a cake for Adolf's sister Aryan Nation, who turns two in February.

Mrs Campbell, from Holland Township, New Jersey, said: "ShopRite can't even make a cake for a three-year-old. That's sad."

Regarding their controversial names, Mrs Campbell added: "I just figured that they're just names. They're just kids. They're not going to hurt anybody."

Mr Campbell told a New Jersey newspaper: "They say, 'He (Hitler) killed all those people.' I say, 'You're living in the wrong decade. That Hitler's gone.

"They're just names, you know. Yeah they (the Nazis) were bad people back then. But my kids are little. They're not going to grow up like that."

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/3797823/Adolf-Hitler-denied-his-birthday-cake.html

JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell?? Heinrich Himmler???
What are they thinking? poor kids... they'll definitely get picked at school.. This Campbell couple sure loves the NSDAP, Nationalsozialistische deutsche Arbeiterpartei (as the germans prefer, Nazi sounds too harsh), don't they?

Tomorrow, Xmas carnival party,
*planning on attending, though still not quite sure what to wear..

Leipziger Weihnachtsmarkt

These first two photos are the 'official' photos of the Leipziger Weihnachtsmarkt.

Weihnachtsmarkt (Christmas Market) is a street market open only on advent time every year. This tradition dates back to the year 1767.







Glühwein

Glühwein, hot beverage, can be found in every Christmas market. It is made from red wine, sugar, cinnamon, clove, lemon.





Candy and Chocolate stall





The Merry Go Round














Gloves!! you wouldn't want to stuff your hands down your pocket while there are so many nice snacks to try. I forgot mine, and my hands were freezing..

Courtesy photos of Song Han Gyul (thx!)

The thin line between blasphemy and publicity

WE ADORE (or hail) YOU, MARIA

Virgin Mary on the cover of Playboy??

This mexican Playboy edition was published just days before the Feast of Immaculate Conception and Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe, catholic holidays in honor of Virgin Mary. It immediately sparked controversy, some called for blasphemy. The mexican Playboy issued an apology, saying that it wasn't meant to portrait the Virgin Mary.

Is it really not a portrait of Mary? Ok, let's see.....

The mozaic pattern behind the model depicts common european church's windows, and I don't think it's a coincidence that the playmate's name is Maria Florencia Onori. The fabric draped on her is also the very similar one we see on every Virgin Mary's painting. And I don't think I even need to comment on the title 'we adore you, Maria' (the catholic church's adoration of Virgin Mary, Ave Maria, Hail Mary, ring a bell?) Oh! don't miss the serene expression she's wearing..

Wow, this is really a great publicity stunt for Playboy, with the timing, title and everything..They did a great job! As we all know, there's no such thing as bad publicity, isn't there?

The successful one?

Since I've posted the 'gone wrong' version of plastic surgery before, I'll post some 'right' version..Frankly I have nothing against cosmetic surgeries (I don't like the word 'plastic'), if done right. Hm, I know you'll think I'm being vain here, well, I AM vain, and proud of it ;)
I see cosmetic surgeries as some kind of extreme make-up, which girls wear all the time to cover some imperfections anyway, kinda like the permanent eyebrow tattoo, or eyeliner tattoo, for example.. If we're all for the natural beauty stuffs, then we could also stop applying those make-ups.

I think they are pretty after the surgeries --- note the plural here, they've gone through MULTIPLE surgeries to achieve their current look.

DAWN YANG, she's a famous singaporean blogger

Before:




After:




You have to admit that she's pretty, right? Well, maybe a tiny bit too 'barbie'ish... but gorgeous nevertheless...


Some anonymous girl out there

Before :





After :






LUCY LIU, we all know her. The two first photos were taken from her first tiny role on Beverly Hills 90210 in year 1991.






Her recent photo



Notice the change on her nose?
Ach, I just love her exotic beauty....

Obsession with plastic surgery gone wrong

Before :

After:

After removal of foreign substance:




Hang Mioku had her first cosmetic procedure at the age of 28 and hasn�t stopped since. She is now 48. After she started, she soon moved to Japan to have even more procedures done because doctors in Korea refused to do any more operations.

Shortly after many procedures were done in Japan, Hang returned home. At this time her parents could not even recognize her as their daughter.

According to the The Daily Telegraph in London, her parents were able to convince that she had a psychological disorder and got her into treatment. But it didn't last long as Hang found yet another doctor who injected her with silicone.

The doctor even gave Mioku a syringe and silicone to inject herself with. Eventually, she ran out of silicone and substituted cooking oil. Yes, she actually injected cooking oil into her face and neck.

By this time, Hang is so disfigured and everyone who sees her is talking about her. She was soon seen on Korean TV and viewers sent in donations to help her have surgery to try and reduce her face to a more normal size.

Surgeons who performed the operation say they removed 60g of cooking oil from her face and 200g from her neck. Although more procedures have been performed and her face is getting back to its original size, the damage has been done and she will forever be permanently disfigured. She now says she may have gone too far, and would like to look like she originally did.

----> Cooking oil !!!????? I just can't believe this woman really did this to herself..

this is so me..

not that I'm this cute obviously..

juhuu

hab gestern eine Postkarte von Studentenwerk erhalten, mein Studentenausweis und andere Unterlage seien zur Abholung bereitliegen. Bin dann heute Nachmittag dahin gegangen,und da war meine ganze Tasche... Mein Portemonnaie, Karten, Schlüssel, sind noch da. Allerdings ist mein Handy und Bargeld weg. Hm, trotzdem freue ich mich...

Die Tasche wurde anscheinend am Montag abgegeben. Ich hab Ärger von dem Mann an der Pforte,wo ich die Tasche abgeholt hab,gekriegt. Er dachte ich war sehr unvorsichtig und hab die Tasche irgendwo vergessen, hab sogar noch die PINnummer von der Kreditkarte dadrinne. Als er erfahren hat, dass mir die Tasche gestohlen wurde, ist er plötzlich netter geworden. hee hee.

Ich bin mir ziemlich sicher, der Dieb ist ein Mann. Wenn ich (oder irgendeine Frau) der Dieb wäre, würde ich die Tasche behalten ;)

Her Highness Grace Jones !!

LOVE her deep voice, her avant-garde and androgynous style !!!!

A doctor volunteering in war-torn Congo performed a complex amputation to save a boy’s life by following instructions sent by text message from a colleague in London.

David Nott, 52, a vascular surgeon, was working for a Medicins Sans Frontieres hospital in the eastern town of Rutshuru, an area ravaged by bloody battles between Congolese and rebel troops.

The doctor realised the boy's best chance of survival was a forequarter amputation which requires the surgeon to remove the collar bone and shoulder blade. The only problem was that it was an operation Nott had never performed. But he remembered that one of his colleagues at home had carried out the procedure.

“In the end he would have died without it so I took a deep breath and followed the instructions to the letter"

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/africa/article5276983.ece

Drama oh drama

am currently watching this taiwanese romantic drama called Fated to Love You on www.aznv.tv (just register and you can watch asian movies and dramas for free)

Synopsis (I just copy-pasted from some forum) :
A really unfashionable working class girl Chen Xin Yi has the desire to tie down her handsome boyfriend to be with her. Due to certain reasons, her boyfriend gets her to go on a love cruise and she started to ponder on how to lose her virginity and tie down her boyfriend. Xin Yi ended up getting drunk and went into Ji Cun Xi's room. Cun Xi is the sole male heir to his family's company and has been in love with his girlfriend, Anna, for a long time. He planned to propose to Anna on the boat but she didn't turn up on the cruise. An island owner added drugs into Cun Xi's drink and Cun Xi became disorientated and returned to his own room. Xin Yi and Cun Xi end up having a one night stand. Xin Yi later finds out that she's pregnant and Cun Xi's grandmother forces them to get married. Will a couple forced to marry for the sake of their unborn child find love with each other?

I've always complained that taiwanese dramas are cheesy and so cliche. It is always those kind of Cinderella plots, where this stinking-rich boy meets this poor girl and suddenly falls in love. So annoying... But I always watch them desperately too nevertheless :P Well, I admit, I just complain because I'm jealous, tee hee,,, and it doesn't hurt either that the main actor is kinda cute..

Hm, this kind of drama is really unhealthy for my own emotional balance. The main actor always does those unbelievably romantic things for the actress. I then started self-pitying , sighing, and wondering,"Ah, why is there nobody doing such things to me?", and so on. Afterwards I started thinking if real people even do those romantic gestures in real life. I don't think so, do you? Maybe those drama plots are just invented to lead us, girls, to some wishful thinking, fulfilling our own imagination and wishes

You see how strong the media's influences are ? No wonder children need parental guidance, even I still need one.. :D

cruel beyond words

Massacre of Calderon Dolphins to celebrate young men entering adulthood

BRUTAL Dantesque, bloody slaughter in the Faroe Islands, which belongs to Denmark . It is absolutely incredible that no one does anything to prevent this barbarism that are committed against Calderon, an intelligent dolphin who has this particular behavior of approaching people out of sheer curiosity.

und der Pechvogel heisst ICH

ein Wort : Scheisse

meine Tasche wurde gestern abend geklaut.
Gestern bin ich aufs Weihnachtsparty der leipzigen ausländischen Studierenden gegangen,
hab die Tasche nur 5 Minuten aus dem Augen gelassen, und da war sie schon weg.
Toll !

Portemonnaie, Handy, Schlüssel sind alle dadrinne.
konnte gestern abend nicht nach Hause gehen denn ich konnte in meine eigene Wohnung nicht reinkommen.
konnte auch niemanden anrufen, da ich alle Handynummer auf dem geklauten Handy abgespeichert hab.
Zum Glück habe ich da einen ganz netten Koreaner kennengelernt, der hat mir seine Wohnung zum pennen angeboten. Wie peinlich !!!
Übrigens, hab 85€ für Schlossdienst bezahlt.... Die Tür musste durchgebohrt und ein neuer Schloss eingebaut werden,
3 Kreditkarten, 1 EC Karte sind schon gesperrt worden.

muss noch bei der Polizei melden, neue Krankenversicherungskarte, Unicard, Bankkarte, Kreditkarte beantragen.
kann bis jetzt noch nicht glauben dass so was passieren kann.
Naja, selber schuld, warum habe ich dann die Tasche auf dem Stuhl liegen lassen? ARGH !!!! aber die hab ich nicht gerade so rumliegen lassen, sondern neben mir !!! Man, bin ich blöd..

Hm, wer hat die Tasche dann geklaut......da waren alle Studenten.
Hab die Tasche neben 2 Chinesen liegen lassen, und als die Tasche weg war, waren die beide auch schon weg. Bin ziemlich sicher, dass die beide sie mitgenommen haben. Scheiss Chinesen !!!! *racist mode on*

Zusammenfassung der Verlust :
- 1 Burberry Pochette
- 1 Gucci Portemonnaie
- 1 alt und gekratztes Samsung Handy, inkl. die Fotos dadrinne
- 2 Wohnungsschlüssel, 1 Briefkastenschlüssel
- 1 Lipgloss von Kose
- 20€ Bargeld
- Schlafmangel
- Bedrohung der Pickelentstehung durch nicht gründlich entfernte Schminke
............

Naja, auf der anderen Seite habe ich meinen guten Samaritern getroffen. Er hat mir sein Zimmer, sein Handy, und Geld ausgeliehen, sogar einen Frühstuck vorbereitet :)

nice one

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
And when one door closes, I hope another one opens
And if you had the chance to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance

tired

Mumbai terror

Terrorism again? I'm too tired to say anything.
I can only weep for their ignorance.
Why can't they open their eyes and see that they're taking hundreds of innocent lives. The people they kill don't even know what their issues are.
If this is a jihad excuse again, please wake up.
God doesn't need to be defended by us
It is He, who should defend us.
And He will be ashamed of the violent ways these people use.
Father, forgive them, for they don't know what they're doing.

Can't they give peace a chance?

Oxfam

Weekend with nothing to do,

took a look at my closet, saw that it's quite über-full, decided to clean it out to accommodate my new purchases, :D I started to sort my clothes, and realized I never even wore like most of them. In these years, I just bought those clothes, and somehow they just got buried and forgotten. As I was looking online for places where I can donate them, I stumbled upon Oxfam.

I've heard about Oxfam before, but never really knew what they do, I knew they have this second-hand-shop chain, I even passed by their store a couple of times. Well, after some light researching I found out that Oxfam is a humanitarian organization, working on issues like climate change, poverty, health and education, fair trade etc, kind of remind me of Body Shop (ah, I loooove their products..)! Ok, I think I've found a proper new home for my clothes..

Their second hand shop's concept is that they take clothes, books, antiques, etc donation and resell them. The money from the sale will go to those causes.

So, now I'm sorting through my mountains of clothes, planning to bring them to the nearest Oxfam shop, and from the look of it, I'll need a big suitcase. Anyway, I have to make sure that the clothes are clean, stain-free, and in good condition, which is not a problem, since they are practically new.

But as for WHEN I'm going to bring them over is the good question. I'm just TOO lazy :( That's just so typical me, planning but not executing.

Plain looking me

My guy friend has this bizarre theory "a plain looking girl has bad personality". Actually he used the word 'ugly', but I think the word ugly is too harsh. He said these plain looking girls usually have jealousy issues (jealous of their prettier counterparts), which leads to much bitching.

He stated that this pattern can be seen on little girls, and more specifically his cousin, a plain looking little girl. She tends to crave the parent's attention by using damaging means. She fights often and gets jealous of her siblings, since her parents naturally love their prettier siblings more than them (this is his theory). And she will always have this attitude even after she's grown up.

Is this only a shallow theory from an immature boy justifying his tendency of hitting on pretty girls?

If this is true, then plain looking girls really have to work harder in this life, don't they? Since they're condemned to have even worse personalities. Plain looking equals plain personality. No outer beauty and no inner beauty either.

Oh, maybe that's why I have this blatantly rude personality! Ah, I wish I were prettier so that I too have charming personality. Does this sound stupid to you? maybe yes, maybe no.

Every girl has her own insecurities, even if she's already gorgeous. I know this one very pretty girl, everyone thinks she should be an actress and will give her 9 out of 10 for her beauty. You sure will think that she's very confident given her looks, right? Well, you're wrong. She still craves for attention of the opposite gender and likes to collect her fans like trophies just to brag and reassure herself of her beauty.

Everyone has this 'am I ugly' down syndrome, we all know that sometimes we have this 'omg, I'm so pretty' moments, but also those moments where our self confidence hits the bottom, and there we start to question our own attractiveness.

If we had the most supportive environment where beauty doesn't matter, then it would certainly be easier to deal with our insecurities. But unfortunately for most, we grew up to the Vogue image. So, there goes our self esteem, if there's even any.

I hereby declare that I officially hate Gisele Bündchen for her perfectness I see on magazines. See? how my friend's bizarre theory just works... plain looking girl like me (compared to Gisele) gets jealous all the time. But have you ever thought that maybe, MAYBE, Gisele gets jealous too? or maybe there are moments where her self esteem hits the bottom? If she does, it justifies us the 'normal' people to feel that way, doesn't it?

Honestly, I myself never thought that I'm that ugly. Sometimes I sit in front of the mirror and fall in love with my own reflection. Mind you, I even kissed my reflection and thought," jeez, I'm good looking!" (Did I just admit that!?). But when I read those mags, I don't feel so in love with myself anymore. That's why maybe it's good to have supportive people around you to constantly remind you that you're beautiful. Or maybe we girls should form this support group where everyone assures everyone that he/she is beautiful instead of criticizing each other, like we all know girls do?

Pindahan ah

Ok, I don't realize that I have another blog, the one on Friendster. I'll just copy-paste the entries.

Entry from Saturday, March 29th 2008

What’s wrong with being Homer?

I was browsing through a handbag forum yesterday and stumbled upon a thread ‘how do you afford your bags’. There’s this one american lady replying ," Prostituting, organ selling, human trafficking.". Of course if was meant to be a joke and people are laughing at her reply. Then there’s a russian girl replying angrily, " How can you guys joke about those things. You are all so uneducated.". And they started bickering.

A : " Hello! Harvard grad here!"

(well, these ladies actually have those high-end jobs, doctors, lawyers, paralegals,etc,so I won’t exactly call them uneducated :D)

After a long heated arguments, it turned out that this russian lady’s neighbor had to sell her kidney to feed her children and pay off debts.

A : " It’s a joke. Stop taking it so seriously and you’re in a HANDBAG forum where we are allowed to be shallow."

R : " Are you all going to laugh if I make jokes about WTC, obesity, or Bush’s policy on Iraq?"

– Silence –

At this point I started to laugh with irony. It’s so obvious that people can only laugh about issues we don’t have to deal with, and when faced with our own issues, we get touchy and judgmental like the second lady accusing the first lady of being uneducated and the first one who can’t laugh about her own issues. But can we really laugh at our own ’scars’? Should we try?

Things are always better said than done. Someone told me yesterday that I am materialistic and that I ask my boyfriends to buy me expensive things. I was kinda pissed off. For the information, I don’t have any sugar daddy (though I really wish I had one, LOL). I do own those bags, shoes, etc, but I bought them with my own hard-earned money. (*cough-and parent’s-cough*) and never asked my dates or boyfriends to buy me those.

According to Merriam Webster dic, materialistic : a preoccupation with or stress upon material rather than intellectual or spiritual things.

Speaking of materialistic, I love my little ‘worldly possession’ but I also do care about global warming, and other things going around me. I always try to save energy, I seldom watch TV, turn off all the electronic devices, I turn off the water tap when brushing my teeth, etc. You can say I’m stingy, but I really try to cut my CO2 emission.

I was thinking why I got angry about this subject, is it maybe because deep down I’m ashamed of my extravagant way of life, or ashamed of those shallow people out there (which is being represented so well by me), or is it because people judge me wrongly though I have to admit there’s no smoke without fire?

After some thinking (don’t get me wrong. It doesn’t take me long to do some thinkings, since I only have the brain capacity of Homer *Simpson! not the Iliad-greek-poet* and the concentration capability of a poodle.) Hey, no offense to all the poodle-lovers out there. I realize I was angry because I think too highly of myself and I can’t accept that other people don’t think so too. And now I try to accept the fact that I’m not that cool and smile at the comment with ease and (still) irony.

Apropos Homer, I took a how-stupid-are-you test yesterday. And yes, I am as slow (or stupid, in other word) as Homer Simpson! I don’t know whether I have to laugh or grimace. But since grimacing is said to be accelerating the aging and wrinkling process, and I’m not that smart as well, I think I should laugh at my own stupidity, shouldn’t I? What’s wrong with being Homer anyway? He maybe is slow but at least he has a good heart. (eh, does he?).