Don't judge a book by its cover. Easy to say but often hard to do.
Every single day, consciously or subconsciously, we judge. We judge people we meet, strangers along the streets and even those seated around us. We judge the way they speak, what they wear and the depth of their conversations. We judge their sincerity of speech, by listening to their tone and pitches and we judge their hypocrisy, or not, by their actions. I am guilty as charged for judging. As much as I make it a conscious effort not to, I still, in some way, sum a person up.
This is probably one of the reasons why I'm so particular about first impressions, because you don't get a second chance at that. People will remember the first time they met you and the impression you gave them, no matter how brief the acquaintance, they WILL remember.
But my question is, what's the benchmark for all the judging? Do we categorize the people we meet according to the social categories of "Geek", "Nerd", "Hot Chick", "Bimbo" and what ever else there is? Here's my take on this.. Yes. I do categorize people by the first impressions they give me but trust me, they're not based on physical benchmarks. I don't particularly fancy judging people by appearances basically cause I don't have a baseline for beauty and it's true! (my friends can testify! They have since discounted my views for hot hunks).
So you may ask me, how then do I "judge" or categorise people? Well.. Basically, I trust my gut instincts. Whether it is telling me to flee from the person or whether it tells me to get to know the person better. For now, my instincts have yet to fail me. =) I'm glad.
Above all that, I believe we shouldn't judge a person just based on looks. What's making me blog about this? Well.. I caught re-runs of Beauty and the Geek and I felt so bad for one of the contestants. The "Geeks" had a make over and were put up for auction. So there was this one particular guy, well.. let's just say he's on the heavier side, but he is a fantastically funny shy guy, with the nicest and most adorable personality and.. no surprises, he got the lowest bid!
So here's the point of this blog. Do we judge people just at face value. How thin/slim/skinny, pretty/beautiful/hot, hunky/muscular/fit, handsome/charming/good looking and well.. it goes on. Am I guilty of this? In all honesty, I think at times, I do, but that said, I do make it a conscious effort to see beyond physical appearances and attractiveness. I believe everyone was made to be beautiful and special, especially if we see it through God's eyes. If God could love us for our many imperfections, why can't we try to love others too?! Right?
Oh well.. Beauty and the Geek served as a good reminder, to see beyond the looks and stereotypes and to appreciate the person beneath all that skin deep beauty.
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Monday, January 18, 2010
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Silly random thoughts
Seven more weeks. I don't wish to count down, but I'm subconsciously counting weeks. My heart's a mess and I suppose it's only normal, I just feel slightly torn. I am truly excited to go, to live my dreams, study what I've always wanted to and strive as hard as I can to be an outstanding dentist in God's name. Yet there is a part of me that can't bear to go simply cause I'll miss the people in my life to bits.
For one, I know I will miss my girlfriends and my whole cell. I will miss the convenience of picking up the phone and dialing my girlfriend's number, talk to her about the little agonising things that life has put in my way, think about life together and updating her about my life. I will miss the late night chats with a dear friend and the smiles he puts on my face. I will miss the afternoons where I hang out in Orchard, waiting for my twinnie for lunch and keeping her company at the Shu counter. I will miss waking up on a Sunday morning and driving down to church, having lunch with the cell and bonding with them. Needless to say, I will definitely be homesick. I will miss my family, the warmth of kinship and the joy of family time, I will miss my dearest boy too!!
I've been listening to Taylor Swift's album, Fearless, there are two songs that I love, You Belong to Me and Teardrops on my guitar. If you take a closer look at the lyrics, you'll realise that at some point in time, that has happened to you, in one way or another. Especially You Belong to Me, it's about a girl who is a guy's best friend and how she is perfect for him, yet the only thing is that he is taken by a seemingly hot girl, but one who is totally wrong for him.
Here's part of the lyrics:
"She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me
Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry
And I know your favourite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me"
Life does seem to play a practical joke on us, don't you think? Sometimes you're just "the good friend" even though you think the person will be much happier when they are with you. Then you might find the right guy that seems perfect for you and yet it's the wrong time. Or the guy you thought you could spend the rest of your life with turns out to be the wrong guy. What happens then? I don't have an answer, as much as I wish for one.
When I find that guy who makes me laugh, where just the very thought of his voice and him puts a smile to my face, the guy who reads me like a book, looks beyond me and understands the very fundamentals that make me me. I hope when I find him, in God's time, he'll be ready for me just as I would be for him, all in Perfect timing.
For one, I know I will miss my girlfriends and my whole cell. I will miss the convenience of picking up the phone and dialing my girlfriend's number, talk to her about the little agonising things that life has put in my way, think about life together and updating her about my life. I will miss the late night chats with a dear friend and the smiles he puts on my face. I will miss the afternoons where I hang out in Orchard, waiting for my twinnie for lunch and keeping her company at the Shu counter. I will miss waking up on a Sunday morning and driving down to church, having lunch with the cell and bonding with them. Needless to say, I will definitely be homesick. I will miss my family, the warmth of kinship and the joy of family time, I will miss my dearest boy too!!
I've been listening to Taylor Swift's album, Fearless, there are two songs that I love, You Belong to Me and Teardrops on my guitar. If you take a closer look at the lyrics, you'll realise that at some point in time, that has happened to you, in one way or another. Especially You Belong to Me, it's about a girl who is a guy's best friend and how she is perfect for him, yet the only thing is that he is taken by a seemingly hot girl, but one who is totally wrong for him.
Here's part of the lyrics:
"She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me
Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry
And I know your favourite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me"
Life does seem to play a practical joke on us, don't you think? Sometimes you're just "the good friend" even though you think the person will be much happier when they are with you. Then you might find the right guy that seems perfect for you and yet it's the wrong time. Or the guy you thought you could spend the rest of your life with turns out to be the wrong guy. What happens then? I don't have an answer, as much as I wish for one.
When I find that guy who makes me laugh, where just the very thought of his voice and him puts a smile to my face, the guy who reads me like a book, looks beyond me and understands the very fundamentals that make me me. I hope when I find him, in God's time, he'll be ready for me just as I would be for him, all in Perfect timing.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
What's becoming of kids today!
Life is so so amusing. Was doing some Christmas shopping today and I was so taken aback by how absurdly rude kids can be.. seriously.. I don't mean teenagers.. I mean KIDS. Those brats that i saw were probably not anywhere near 10!
We were in the queue, and might I add, a long one, while those two brats were behind me. I admit.. I did buy quite a number of things and was asking for home delivery (you don't expect me to lug my purchases while i do my shopping, do you?) so it probably took that tad longer than usual. But honestly, Not once have I complained when I'm in a queue. My Logic's this.. DON'T Queue. If you think it's too long, skip it, shop awhile more before heading for the checkout.
Anyway.. Back to it, those two brats were complaining, in their all so broken english, or should I say, Singlish, in that irritating shrieky childish voice (yes.. I'm pissed) "why the queue so long ar?", "how come must wait so long ar?".. or whatever they were trying to express.
The funny thing is.. they were a pair of siblings and the girl.. trying to do that stare and roll eyes thing kept trying to look at me.. and she being at a 10 year old height, looked absolutely ridiculous from where i was standing. She picked the wrong person to stare at. If you wanna roll your eyes, please do it in the person's face and not the abdomen, it's just insanely stupid. So they went on venting until it got on my nerves, I stared down at her, and said.. "Kids should just stop complaining" and did the perfect eye roll. I didn't mean to be mean, but can you blame me?
Anyway.. Point is.. If you have a kid, or in future, will have a kid.. please teach them some manners, along with all the potty training and speech. It's annoying to have a kid complaining, speaking with bad english makes it worse. and seriously.. What's becoming of kids today!
We were in the queue, and might I add, a long one, while those two brats were behind me. I admit.. I did buy quite a number of things and was asking for home delivery (you don't expect me to lug my purchases while i do my shopping, do you?) so it probably took that tad longer than usual. But honestly, Not once have I complained when I'm in a queue. My Logic's this.. DON'T Queue. If you think it's too long, skip it, shop awhile more before heading for the checkout.
Anyway.. Back to it, those two brats were complaining, in their all so broken english, or should I say, Singlish, in that irritating shrieky childish voice (yes.. I'm pissed) "why the queue so long ar?", "how come must wait so long ar?".. or whatever they were trying to express.
The funny thing is.. they were a pair of siblings and the girl.. trying to do that stare and roll eyes thing kept trying to look at me.. and she being at a 10 year old height, looked absolutely ridiculous from where i was standing. She picked the wrong person to stare at. If you wanna roll your eyes, please do it in the person's face and not the abdomen, it's just insanely stupid. So they went on venting until it got on my nerves, I stared down at her, and said.. "Kids should just stop complaining" and did the perfect eye roll. I didn't mean to be mean, but can you blame me?
Anyway.. Point is.. If you have a kid, or in future, will have a kid.. please teach them some manners, along with all the potty training and speech. It's annoying to have a kid complaining, speaking with bad english makes it worse. and seriously.. What's becoming of kids today!
Friday, December 5, 2008
December
December.. I always have mixed feelings about December. It's the last month of the year yet in it holds a very important day that I love to celebrate. Not just for the gifts, shopping and whole festive mood, but for the very reason that, Christmas is a celebration of the birth of Christ. It's a time of renewal and reflection.. and it is this very reflection that I have quite a love hate relationship with.
At the end of the 12 months of the year, you reflect and think about all that you've done and accomplished all year, all the people you've reached out to and the others that you help. You think of all the snide remarks that you have made and the demeaning stares that you give. Yet you think of the number of people whom you have touched and gave a smile to. Where does the scale tip towards to?
Can surviving yet another grueling year of uni be considered an accomplishment? Or maybe having to do and juggle so many things all at once? Are these accomplishments?
When you challenge yourself at something and overcome it, momentarily, you're satisfied and happy, but when you look back at the whole 365 days, that one little moment would seem so insignificant. Can you have fruitful moments but a not so fruitful year?
I wonder how many people feel the way I feel about December.. the Optimism of a new year ahead and the pessimism that one hasn't accomplished much for the past year.
This is a feeling, that is so hard to fathom.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
SICKO
Micheal Moore. SICKO. Great Show. Period.
Yes. I can't find anything close to describing Sicko. No doubt that the show is in some sense biased with Micheal Moore's voice and displeasure raised throughout the show. BUT even when i watched it with that bit of skepticism, it got to me. Especially when he brought the "heros" of 9/11 to CUBA.. LISTEN.. CUBA (a place where US thought of as enemy), for free professional medical treatment, something that they were deprived of back at home. Either that, or the price for medicine in the US was just exorbitant. Why "heros" you may ask, cause they were volunteers that helped out at the 9/11 site and were not under the governments payroll.. and that's why.. THEY are NOT the governments' responsibility and cannot benefit from the fund that was set aside for the REAL HEROS. and may i add, The PAYED REAL HEROS that the government is RESPONSIBLE for.
You seriously got to catch it. I know many would be turned off by watching a documentary, but one can definitely learn a lot from it. Well.. I had this moment in the show where it just struck me.. what the hell am i here for? Life is so fragile, yet the society can be so unfeeling, turning its back on those who have fallen through the cracks or those unfortunate enough to be plagued with diseases. Have we adopted the mentality of, "it's not my problem?", "it's his folly for not saving enough for old age." or "I can't share because I don't have enough".
Watching how other countries accepted those ill Americans with open arms and gave them free treatment just hit me.. have we rejected someone who needed help? Did we say no to helping someone just because they are of a different race, a different nationality or because he speaks funny?
It is hard, extremely hard to be selfless and I don't think i can claim that i can achieve that, but can we be not selfish? Cause in my opinion, the opposite of being selfish isn't being selfless, but it's sharing, giving without expecting. I'm still pondering over the question.. What's our main purpose of being alive? To waste resources and destroy the earth further? Or to be a blessing.. in the any way, even as small as it may be, it may mean the world to someone else.
Yes. I can't find anything close to describing Sicko. No doubt that the show is in some sense biased with Micheal Moore's voice and displeasure raised throughout the show. BUT even when i watched it with that bit of skepticism, it got to me. Especially when he brought the "heros" of 9/11 to CUBA.. LISTEN.. CUBA (a place where US thought of as enemy), for free professional medical treatment, something that they were deprived of back at home. Either that, or the price for medicine in the US was just exorbitant. Why "heros" you may ask, cause they were volunteers that helped out at the 9/11 site and were not under the governments payroll.. and that's why.. THEY are NOT the governments' responsibility and cannot benefit from the fund that was set aside for the REAL HEROS. and may i add, The PAYED REAL HEROS that the government is RESPONSIBLE for.
You seriously got to catch it. I know many would be turned off by watching a documentary, but one can definitely learn a lot from it. Well.. I had this moment in the show where it just struck me.. what the hell am i here for? Life is so fragile, yet the society can be so unfeeling, turning its back on those who have fallen through the cracks or those unfortunate enough to be plagued with diseases. Have we adopted the mentality of, "it's not my problem?", "it's his folly for not saving enough for old age." or "I can't share because I don't have enough".
Watching how other countries accepted those ill Americans with open arms and gave them free treatment just hit me.. have we rejected someone who needed help? Did we say no to helping someone just because they are of a different race, a different nationality or because he speaks funny?
It is hard, extremely hard to be selfless and I don't think i can claim that i can achieve that, but can we be not selfish? Cause in my opinion, the opposite of being selfish isn't being selfless, but it's sharing, giving without expecting. I'm still pondering over the question.. What's our main purpose of being alive? To waste resources and destroy the earth further? Or to be a blessing.. in the any way, even as small as it may be, it may mean the world to someone else.
Friday, October 10, 2008
That's When I Love you
This week has been CRAZY! There's just so SO much to do!
I'm listening to this song.. That's when I love you by Aslyn.. and it's so sweet! =) I told my bro to use it, somehow, for his wedding, if not, I'd use it for mine in future! (when i actually get to that stage!)
Anyway, here's the lyrics..
When you have to look away
When you don't have much to say
That's when I love you
I love you, just that way
To hear you stumble when you speak
Or see you walk with two left feet
Thats when I love you
I love you, endlessly
And when your mad cuz you lost a game
Forget Im waiting in the rain
Baby i love you,
I love you anyway
Heres my promise made tonight
You can count "on" me for life
Thats when i love you
When nothing you do can change my mind
The more I learn,
The more I love
The more my heart cant get enough
Thats when I love you,
When I love you no matter what
So when you turn to hide your eyes
Cause the movie it made you cry
Thats when I love you
I love you a little more each time
And when you cant quite match your clothes
Or when you laugh at your own jokes
Thats when I love you
I love you, more than you'll know
And when you forget that we had a date
Or that look that you get when you show up late
Baby I love you,
I love you anyway
Heres my promise made tonight
You can count "on" me for life
Thats when i love you
When nothing you do can change my mind
The more I learn,
The more I love
The more my heart cant get enough
Thats when I love you,
When I love you no matter what
Thats when I love you
When nothing baby
Nothing you do could change my mind
The more I learn,
The more I love
The more my heart cant get enough
Thats when I love you,
When I love you no matter what
No matter what
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