Change of Space

I forgot to tell my blogspot people that I've started blogging here>>

www.teejowee.wordpress.com

So do relink me.

Thank you and see you there!

:)

Eat inspiration for breakfast

Taken of the style rookie herself- Tavi Gevinson

I was talking to a friend yesterday, and we were musing over all the ways one could truly be inspired. Being the quirky person she is, she went on to google "how to be inspired", point blank. Boy, why didn't I think of that myself right?

Anyway, we actually ended up with quite a good source that painted a fairly accurate portrayal of what we were looking to find. (link)

Inspiration happens when you surround yourself with the feelings you want to create. by engaging with those things, emotions, and all that you're inspired by, you're more likely to feel inspired to move in the direction you want to go.

I'm excited because I just had a big bowl of inspiration for breakfast today.

On another note, I'm starting a wordpress account. I'm still tweaking its settings and making it look good for the big switcheroo. So stay tuned.

A Tip for Boys

Sigh, okay.

I love you guys, but seriously, SERIOUSLY, here's one tip that would make life much, much easier.

First of all, if you want to compliment a girl, just come right out and say it.

For example, if you see a girl looking pretty in a picture, and its very obvious that she looks amazing in that picture, just say " You look gorgeous." Its that simple. No need to go one step back and be like "You look.... different..." or "hmmm.... I think that flower in the background isn't on right..." or anything else said on purpose to deviate from the actual intention.

You guys always say girls beat around the bush, and don't get straight to the point, but dude, just coming right out and saying it would fare so much better in your favor than the insult/compliment thing you guys always do when you don't want the girl to know that you think she's hot.

And if you're too shy to say it, just click 'like'. Or if you're even too shy to click like, don't.

You sound so much worse when you insult her when everyone else is saying how great she looks.

Same goes for face to face contact. You know she looks great, so just say "You look great." and girls says "Thank you" and all that shy-shy moment will pass.

Keep it simple.

And girls, when a guy pays you a compliment, just say "thank you"

Don't need to be all "fake humilty" and go "nooooo..." or make the guy feel stupid for paying you a compliment. You want more compliments, learn how to take it.

END story.

Toast

I’m toasting my socks on the heater.

Of course you can’t do that because it will burn the whole house down, but I can’t help it.

I’m looking at the lone Bluegh and white polka dotted socks on the heater and it makes me chuckle.

(bluegh: how I imagine a Frenchman would say blue)

Mostly cause I imagine it is quite like roasting marshmallows. Although technically you also aren’t supposed to roast marshmallows on the heater too. So it’s doubly funny.Then of course you might wonder what's wrong with my sense of humor. But in any case if you’re not wondering, then you are quite cool and we ‘bro-s’.

I went out to grab two chocolate cookies from the fridge. Without so much as a turn of her head from the T.V., Nadia went, “you’re grabbing cookies again aren’t you?” I whimpered a pathetic “yes…” to which she said, “oh my Gawd! you’re so predictable.” Tis true folks, 8.15 is cookie- grabbing time.

On another note, the doorknobs are colder than usual. The weather dropped tremendously last week. People are saying its like winter, only its Autumn. I was commissioned to write a piece about… (sorry its so hush- hush I can’t mention it right now only after its published I guess), but alas! I have not written one yet because its like this- just like how I open too many links and tabs and read all of them halfway, I open multiple word documents and write them all halfway.

I’m brilliant at starting things, because inspiration for me comes in great barrages, and when I do write I know its cause I’m all on faiyah. But fire burns out quickly and I am stuck with 3-4 incomplete pieces. Though in actual fact the real number is probably like 13, inclusive of blog posts. So. Shrugs*

Such is the life of a procrastinator.

I wish I could produce hits every single time. I talk of it like it has a formula. I’m pretty sure to a certain extent there is. But I do not have the ability to draw brilliance from my buttocks. This is the point where you say my buttocks are brilliant in themselves if jokes like that are your kinda jokes.

I kind of buckle under pressure. Well not buckle. I am average under pressure, while I produce brilliance when I don’t have to. Can I say that? Can I even say I produce brilliance?

Never mind. Retract statement.

Start over.

What I mean to say is, when I’m idle and bored, is when I produce my best works. Therefore, there’s value in being bored.

Um. Yes.

This. Is. Not. Brilliance. This. Is. Just. Bored.

Thanks for reading.

...going back to write about migration issues now...

Righting my wrongs

People always talk about doing the right thing. But no one really talks about how even by doing the right thing, it doesn’t mean that things become right.

It all comes with consequences. Many of them great, vast and causes expansive ripples, bigger than what we thought it could have took. Its more than just a mere righting a wrong between two parties. Two becomes four, and multiplies by a dozen.

Its often painful.

Instead of a weight being lifted off your shoulder, it often comes with greater fear.

Its like opening the floodgates to a great unknown or a can of worms you don't know how to fit back into the can.

By talking about it, the other person could either forgive you, or be reminded by the wrong and become further enraged by it. And even if they did forgive you, a seed is planted. You are ‘tainted’. A chip is taken out of you, and you are not perfect anymore. You are incomplete.

Coming face to face with your ugliness is scary. It’s a great process. But I’d rather think of myself less than more. I’d rather think that I had so many wrongs to right, than think that I have nothing to change at all.

I can tell you it takes so much courage and so much of ourselves to come to that point of repentance and redemption. No, even as I write that, I do not think I am brave or courageous. Its the last thing on my mind. I fear, and rightly so. It should take so much of ourselves, so that we remember never to do it again.

Today I am reminded never to do that again.

Even though its painful, I know this refinement only means I’m being molded.

I’m becoming an improved version of myself.

Today is horrible, but I'm glad it happened.

Un-friending Facebook 'Friends'

I set about the business of deleting 'friends' off Facebook today.

By this I don't mean that I am that arrogant to have people be so disposable to me. By no means do I think of myself as 'popular' or so full with friends to be able to delete people thoughtlessly or effortlessly. In fact its one of the significantly harder things for me to do, because people are THAT important to me. Try as I may, I can't remove people from my life. But, I quell my anxieties with the thought of '...its just Facebook'. Facebook is not life (yes we beg to differ), and it shouldn't be.

Its just, these were mainly friends of my younger brother, those 13 year olds that spam my newsfeed with game unlockings, and requests, who chain-add me for who knows why (chain-add: when one friend adds me, followed by a slew of other friends from the same social circle mass adding). So happened I learned my lesson one day when one kid's parent, sent me a message asking me where her son was, because I am Johan's sister. Woman, don't you know where your own son is?

I also mostly deleted friends of my older sister, or older sisters of my friends, or friends of my parents that I somehow, accidentally accepted. I say accidentally because it was a step of "click" followed by an "oops". Followed by placing these people in groups and blocking them from my wall and posts.

Its not that I have anything to hide, I can always self-censor easily, its more like I know there are people that are not as accepting to the kinds of nonsense my friends say. Its an act of self-protection so things won't backfire or get blown out of proportion. So, a greater delete of church members go, and requests unaccepted.

I also learned another lesson when a church member found out I blocked him. He found out because our mutual friend was able to comment on my post, and he saw that he couldn't. He wasn't mad, he just pointed it out in the most disparaging way that only seems to add to the intensity of the slight 'hurt'.

Somewhere between the "H's" and "J's" I began to realize, how many unnecessary people we 'acquire' in our lives and how many we can so readily let go. Like the ex-boyfriend of your best girl-friend that you only accepted because he was the then, boyfriend. Then they break-up, and you see no reason having him there anymore.

There are so many people in the list that I don't even like, let alone see on a regular basis. My then response to the people I didn't like was, I'm accepting you, so I can regularly view your profile and judge you. But I'm leveling-up in life and I don't want that to be that person anymore, I'm going to be a better person. So 'delete'.

Then there are just those people you forget, maybe some of them failed to make an impact on your life, but it probably wasn't that they are forgettable, its just because there's just no chance for remembrance. Maybe it was time or distance or any other combination of factors. But they were not spared as well, and 'delete', because the mantra is, if there's always second chances to be better friends, I don't have to have you here for now, but its just for now. Its not fatalistic.

As a general rule, if it takes me more than 3 seconds to remember who you are, I should delete. Because if you really are my friend, there wouldn't even be the question of "er, who is this again?" But even with a 'general rule', its a preferential treatment system depending on so many factors. There are people that you would probably never see again, but you keep them just because you like them so much. There are those that you think will be potentials, that you must definitely keep. Then there are some that you think would be good to have, because you never know what you'll need- like the friend that constantly posts the best music links, quotes, the best random information/news clippings/ articles etc.

Yes, it sounds bad to have friends based on what they can give, but they've built their Facebook profiles upon that image and providing that kind of service. Doesn't mean I love them less if they didn't have these qualities, its just you know some people are more useful than others. This reflects life.

Then of course, there are the best friends. Those I love too much, and those that love me back the same. Funnily enough, even if I accidentally removed any one of these as 'friends' on Facebook, it doesn't even mean anything. There's always the laugh of 'oops sorry accident!' and the 'add-back', and it wouldn't change a thing.

Thanks for sticking around guys.

I delete people off Facebook periodically to de-clutter my life and clear my head. I just finished a long research paper due at 5 p.m. I typed the last word at 4.40 p.m.

Printed it out at 4.45 p.m. rushed to uni, made it in time. Swear again and again that I won't do it again, but I know I'll be swearing the same thing again the next time around. Again.

Much love,

The three things that annoyed me today

I've recently gotten into the habit of spelling purposely as porpoisely, cause I like porpoises and I think its funny. I chuckle in my head, which some might think is sad, but hey that's why life is still interesting for me and I'm not all emo in the corner slitting my wrists. Oh the littlest things in life that amuse me. In addition, I've also started saying GG far too much for an educated person. Nick said I sounded like a 'lala' when I used GG.

Also, I do not get offended by the term 'lala' simply because, I don't think its a 'zha'. *shrugs*

I'm sorry, I've deviated.

Today has been an unproductive day to the maximum. Ignore the fact that I handed in my article to boss, the rest of the day was spent doing nothing, cause after a whole night out of no sleep, I deserve to do nothing.

Sorry I'm deviating again. Today's post is supposed to be about the things that annoy me:

1. People with no social skills

Here I do not simply mean the shy people that don't talk. I mean the types of people that offend others because they are too unskilled in the ways of socializing.

Example 1, If you're not close to someone, and you're asking for something, even if we're the same age, even if it was not for administrative purposes for another organization, I expect you to be nothing less than courteous, polite and use words like 'please' and 'thank you'.

What more you are taking something from me- time and information, both very valuable things in today's world, and I have no obligation to give it to you. So please do not just say "can give me your phone number?" or "can also give me her number?" Construct your sentences so as to sound at least, AT LEAST a little bit "I'm so sorry I'm taking your time".

Example 2, when making conversation, do not just ask a whole bunch of questions and not bother to listen for the answers. Nothing irks me more, when you're talking for the sake of talking, because you don't actually bother about the other person's life, you're just yapping. I am not good at small talk, it makes me awkward. I'm more a meaningful conversation kinda person, that's why I have besties that last a lifetime and I suck at parties & crowds. The world has balance.

2. Do not act like a smart ass

Stupid people befuddle me, here I am not being elitist, and I don't mean stupid as in bimbo, because some bimbos are the smartest people out there. I mean stupid people as in ignorance. Think Alexandra Wallace. Wait she is a bimbo, Nevermind. I digress. My point is, stupid people are bizarre to me, but even worst than that is smart people who know they're smart. Mainly because some of the most intelligent people are riddled with insecurity and feel the need to display that intelligence by arguing their case and putting other people down with it. Intelligence certainly does not equate to wisdom, and the proper usage of that intelligence, and it certainly does not equate to me liking you more. Stupid versus intelligent, I pick the stupid, because at least they have room for learning.

3. Spelling you're as your.

Or similar spelling mistakes. This isn't as annoying as the previous annoying, its more like that itch you can't scratch type of annoying.

Yeah. Many more. But at this point my eyes and brain are fried from all the computer usage to think. I'm going to bed! Goodnight!