Saturday, 4 Dec, 11:36pm
I'm going to make it a point to blog at least once a day, because I really don't want to lose the passion to write. And besides, the drought of posts on my blog is answer enough. :P


#songsyouhavetohear

My picks are:


I Look To You - Miami Horror ft. Kimbra


Graze - SHINee (a personal favourite of mine)

Murder, He Says - Tori Amos



Give A Little More - Maroon 5 (everytime this song comes on shuffle on my ipod, I cant help but smile :)


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While I'm lying on my bed in the dark, typing this, I realise that I really treasure this December cold that's
been getting under our skins lately. It makes you want to sleep more! (yes, even I succumb to sloth sometimes.) Besides that, there is also the quirk of hearing sounds from people's television sets; those especially in the floors directly below and above you. Some of the things I've heard include the opening score to the drama The Two Of Us, the Crime Watch theme, and Beethoven's Love Story. And when I cant figure out the names of the sounds Im hearing, dont get me started on making out the languages. :)


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I first heard about the pledge against violence when I saw that many of my friends' status updates bore the same message: to change your dis. pic. into that of a cartoon character from your past's and keep it until Dec 6 to remember out childhood and stand up for children who have been victims of abuse, be it psychological or physical. If you read my FB status update you'll know my stand on this...so I thought of a cartoon character that I liked...and came up with Betty Boop, in other words, Mae West for kids?! :P. While looking for an appropriate picture of BB, I kept coming across BB in various poses, none of which I felt were appropriate enough for this cause. After all, BB is a coquette (now wondering if the usage is right), a vixen, a Lolita with a very obvious garter belt. But if you read up about her, she was really meant to be innocent! (albeit with a bit of innuendo)



So imagine my pleasant surprise when I found a picture of a demure BB, in a blue and yellow patterned shift dress, against a peace symbol!



Discoveries aside, I felt a sense of longing for childhood when I saw the multitude of cartoon character DPs on FB. There was Barbie (which I can never forget my childhood obsession with!), Noddy (which I remember for having something to do with oat porridge and wooden noses) and Casper (which for some weird reason reminds me of my sister). It was great looking through the DPs, and I was brought back to my childhood. ;)



However, some kids may not even be allowed the memories of having played with these toys or watched the cartoons. Some may be spending their childhood learning how to fight for their lives, or making the textiles and goods that we privileged ones have the luxury to scoff at and criticize. Some may be abused, exploited or simply made to feel unloved on a daily basis. For those kids, we should feel sympathy, and try to help them to our capacities. How can one develop and mature with the most important chapter of their life ripped out?



Perhaps I am condensing all of this too simply, but it is really what I wnted to say. Of course, listen to your parents, tread carefully, and study hard. But one shouldnt forget his or her childhood and treat it as a rite of passage that they will eventually outgrow. Its funny that when we are young, we say we cant wait to grow up? But when we are, say, adults, a bad case of arrested development hits us and we say we wish we could turn back the time and relive the times when milk meant..milk, so to speak.


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I figured its been a pretty long post so far, and my fingers are starting to cramp. Well, just remember, it's okay to take the mickey out of a situation once in a while, and see things the way children see it: innocently and logically.


Much love,

G


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