Toppen av egoisme er tydeligvis å parkere på bevegelseshemmedes parkeringsplasser. Og jeg er så enig. Igår var jeg og min gode nære venn Raymond en tur ute og handlet. Da vi kom tilbake til bilen lå denne lille lappen på bilvinduet.

Vi sto tross alt på en handikapoppmerket parkeringsplass. Men…De bommet likevel litt, siden Raymond sitter i rullestol?

Veldig bra tiltak, men plasser disse lappene litt mer gjennomtenkt neste gang!

I’m happy because my digital camera finally came after some days of waiting (I’m never doing internet shopping again), but on the bright side I can take pics of stuff  like this

and this

and make amusing videos of STUFF SO WATCH THIS SPACE

Yes, I am.  I admit it.  I’m overweight, I’m obese, and I’m definitely not a fit slim healthy, trim buff body by any stretch of the imagination.  That said, I don’t think people in the fashion industry understand the needs of fat people.

We chafe between our legs when we just go for a walk.  We’re challenged when we have to put on items of clothing that restrict our ability to move and breathe at the same time.  And yet, it seems that being large, and out of shape, it’s almost impossible to find clothes that are appropriate or suitable, to be able to look decent in, or to be able to exercise in.

I just recently burnt holes in the bottoms of my trousers (pants for you american readers).  I didn’t literally burn a hole with a flame, but the rubbing of the fabric between my huge thighs made the fabric literally wear away.  I’ve never ever seen this ever before, but for the first time ever I was seeing holes in the fabric that’s meant to sit in your grooin area, between your thighs, and the inner part of your leg.  I was shocked!  Surprised, I have to admit a little, I’ve slowly started to give up on being too surprised anymore though.  We live in a throwaway culture, and it seems when you’re fat, overweight, and wear large clothes, it’s too much to ask to just have clothes that fit you and last, huh?

Well, because of this, I decided it was about time to both loose some weight, and get some new clothes.  Well, I figured one of the biggest reasons I hate doing any physical activity for any length of time is because I start to sweat profusely between my legs, and that area right between the leg, where it joins the base of your body can become really painful, especially when hot and sweaty, and it’s all disgusting like that.  My solution?  I’ve finally decided I’m going to try to get some ‘athletic’ clothing.  I’ve long enjoyed to dance, and have danced Salsa for at least 10 years now, mainly with some more off years, than on, but still I know the basics, and can do some basic fun moves.. Well anyways, I love dancing Salsa, but one of the annoying things I find is that I always end up getting soaked to the bone, with sweat, whenever I dance.  It’s terrible, and most uncomfortable. And worst of all, that experience always makes it all the more difficult for me to get back out there and get dancing again.  I really do wish I didn’t sweat so much, but to be hoenst by the time I’m sweating so profusely, I’m loving dancing so much that I really don’t care all that much anymore.  Having said that, the sweat does get extremely difficult to be able to keep hold of my dance partner with, and to keep moving, without slowly developing ever more increasing levels of pain in the process, especially with those chafing legs, and groin..

So I decided I should try out some of those padded shorts that cyclists wear, you know the ones – lycra and spandexy with some padding on the inside thighs.  Only problem is, living in the UK, I haven’t been able to find a single store that stocks anything even remotely my size.  I’m approximately a 50inch waist, about 127cm, and it seems that’s a size that most stores, both online and offline just don’t stock.  Most clothing will go upto a 40 maybe even 42 inches, but beyond that, it’s just very sparse and dry out there.  I’ve had a look at the many different types of clothing on offer, and there’s clothes that look like they would be really cool, and loose, and comfortable to wear, except they don’t make them for people my size.  Generally.  It’s just not on.  I find it a personal affront to have everything made to fixed sizes, and not be able to accommodate a person for the body and size that they have.

Well, eventually I found some compression shorts, from Honigs, for a guy with a size 50 waist, the McDavid hDc Deluxe Compression Shorts.  It’s the only store online I could find on the entire of the internet that stocks in sizes upto 54inches for compression shorts.  Now to be perfectly honest, I would have been happy just finding underwear that fits, and has anti-wicking properties on the material, but apparently the manufacturers seem to believe that the only time you sweat too much is when you have to be athletic.  I guess those of us who are naturally sweaty are generally fated to either using heaps of deodorant, or spending a life time just ‘dealing’ with being sweaty.  Which is a real shame.  Especially since the technologies now exist to be able to have clothing that can literally pull the sweat away from your skin… If I’d known about clothes like these ten years ago, I would have bought them all.. Even though I was 10 inches bigger than I am now.  I would have totally just bought anti-wicking clothing, and just danced the nights and days away.  But as it happens I didn’t know about it.  Maybe it wasn’t that available ten years ago.  Maybe I just wasn’t ready to start getting all sporty and athletic (even though I did love playing sports, and enjoying the team games I used to play so often).

Well anywho, I ended up ordering two pairs of these shorts, just to see how do they feel? Will they fit properly, will they really help me walk more, and chafe less?  It’s wonderful that they give the advice to fat people to ‘walk more’, but do they ever wonder that perhaps there’s a reason why fat people don’t walk as much as they could? Perhaps they’re experiencing real physical discomfort? Perhaps they have some real pain that happens everytime they do it?

I know for me, personally whilst I would love to walk everyday, the amount I sweat, and the amount that I weigh, it would mean changing clothes after every walk having a shower after every walk, and then doing that every day it just isn’t in me right now to keep pushing like that, without at least the money coming into the bank account to at least pay for the new trousers, or clothing that I’ll need as a consequence (either from weating my clothes out, or through losing so much weight.

I know it begins one step at a time, and every day I’m getting closer and closer to that commitment, but seriously, if I didn’t have to take forever just to find clothes that would allow me to be able to actually participate in life, instead of having to be self conscious of my body hanging outside of my clothes at every turn, I might actually be able to help myself out of being fat that much quicker.  But since even the basics of exercising cause me to sweat buckets, and hurts everytime, I think for now, I’ll just wait patiently for my new compression shorts to arrive, and in the meantime, I’ll start working on my pressups, and ankles… Strengthening up the ankles will no doubt help regardless, and then being able to do 100 pushups should be a good goal with not too many body parts that might get aggravated from doing the exercise.

I think finding some completion in my life, moving on, letting go of the past, and accounting myself upto my current moment will probably also help be get back on track with my life.  There’s a lot that’s been ‘unopened’ and is collecting dust.  I need to make sure that I start to do more with what I’m owed, and get a balance of what I owe to others.  Only then, in time, will I be able to repay the debts, get my life back on track, and start to live my life more fully and completely at the same time….

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昨晚真是一個很很很很很瘋狂的晚上，
正當我在收看「我要做model」時，
外面的風聲嚴重蓋過我電視機的聲音，
害得我要把聲量調到很大聲才能清晰地聽見每一句對白，
亦能親眼見證「莫拉菲」如何襲港，瘋狂瘋狂。

МГТС опять впаривает свой дурацкий интернет.. Сколько можно уже? В прошлом году они позвонили где-то в это же время, в конце июля, и сказали, что у них акция “Всё лето бесплатный интернет!” Ничего кроме смеха у меня тогда это не вызвало Зачем мне в конце июля, когда прошло уже больше половины лета и свой интернет я уже оплатила, 1 месяц бесплатного интернета с черепашьей скоростью и не известно каким коннекшеном?!

Сейчас опять позвонили.. Предлагают свой интернет в качестве резервного коннекшена, 4 р./день, типа оплачивать только если пользуешься, бла-бла-бла как удобно. Чуть не уговорили меня.. Полезла на сайт. Оказалось, на нормальную скорость нужно рублей 15-20 и платить только если пользуешься можно только летом, а с сентября нужно по-любому платить абонентскую плату за целый месяц. Ну и зачем мне это нужно?! Предлагали бы лучше бабкам каким-нибудь свой интернет

“$orry” – yup!!… that’s the word i’m gonna start this post…. Sorry my readers, I havn’t got time to update my blog for the last 7 days or so…. But now i’m back…

New Delhi…. our capital… located on the banks of the River Yamuna, has been continuously inhabited since the 6th century BC. After the rise of the Delhi Sultanate, Delhi emerged as a major political, cultural and commercial city along the trade routes between northwest India and the Indo-Gangetic plains. Its official name is NCT(National Capital Territory of Delhi). At some places, its very beautiful, well-planned & well-maintained city(the main Delhi), The India Gate, Parliament House, The Red Fort, Neheru Museum, Lotus Temple, President Palace…those places were simply kewl… But the outskirts are very dirty..(near Ghaziabad)& now the constructions of metro stations are also under process. ..& that adds some more dusts to our capital…
On the contrary, the transports are of high level there, the metro service is simply outta words..it has been given a foreign look,…the well-maintained roads, hundreds of fly-overs, thousands of scy-scrappers …. makes New Delhi really the capital of India….

Here are some clicks…..

Jeez, my last post was more than ten days ago. The last few days have been really hectic for me. Last week, there was this international conference hosted by my college on development communication. Then there was ‘Fresher’s day’ were we seniors ‘welcomed’ the first years to college. A boring affair actually. And to top it all I have been having this really bad cold. What irritates me the most is when I feel like sneezing and am all set to go through with it, the feeling disappears at the last moment. Hate it!

There was nothing international about the conference except maybe one Thai guy I can remember. Rest were all Indians. I guess it did not even qualify as an ‘Asian’ conference. It went on for three days and numerous sessions, of which I attended none. So what was it then that made my week ‘hectic’? Well, there was this fashion show that ’showcased the different ethnic cultures of India’, to entertain the delegates. What is a fashion show doing at a conference meant for intellectuals? I don’t know, to be honest. There was also a western music show and a few dances as well to go along. Unfortunately or fortunately I was among the many who were ‘picked’ for the fashion show. So there I was, ‘walking the ramp’ for the first time since 9th grade back in school.  Me and my partner, a chick from first year, were designated the state of Haryana. But when the costumes arrived and I put it own, I realized that I was no Haryanvi but Jawaharlal Nehru. Did they lift the kurta-pajama from Nehru’s memorablia? All that was missing was a red rose on the chest. During the practice we never got the pose right. We were supposed to pose in opposite directions but somehow we almost always managed to screw it up. Finally we did manage to get it right, and we told ourselves, ‘first left, then right, then again left’. Apparently someone forgot to remind the same to us before the final show. So just as expected we screwed up the pose. To add insult to injury someone clicked a picture of the pose and put it on facebook, and in it there I was ‘ogling’ at her. Brilliant. To add to the woes, we almost forgot to make the exit from the stage on time. I promise to never again to appear in a fashion show, NEVER!

Fresher’s day is supposed to be a time when the seniors ‘get to know’ the juniors. But this time around, I already knew few of them thanks to the above mentioned tragedy. There was nothing much to talk about the day really. The emcees, with their lame jokes and same lame dance performances from the juniors, there was nothing really in it.Just like every year, the professors made it to a point to spoil the fun by telling not to ‘harass’ the freshers. Apparently one fo the first year GIRLS rides an Apache RTR-160 to college. I was scared. In case you don’t know, I still haven’t got a drivers license. I was expecting at least the food to be something more tolerant.I remember for last year’s freshers day we had got a packet of maa and samosas as refreshments. No such luxuries this time though, for all we got was what a bhajji the size of matchbox and some tea. Or was it coffee. I don’t remember.

ONCE AGAIN, REMIND ME NEVER TO ATTEMPT A RAMP WALK.

Peace.

Palm Springs was extremely hot.  it was like literally 126 degrees.  Not fun.  You sweat getting out of the car.  And the worst part is that it is CONSTANTLY hot.  Even at night.  Like we had to switch rooms cause the AC units were going into override and our room shut down… so we switched to a room that was working.  On the bright side I bought a couple of new shirts.  I’m leaving tomorrow… er i guess later in the morning.  Well I’m heading off to bed.

YOUTUBE VIDEO OF THE DAY

Woke up late this morning. I was supposed to wake up at 7am so that I had ample time to prepare for the CIP, but somehow my alarm either didn’t ring or I slept through it, cause when I woke up, it was due to XH’s sms (and I think I was having a weird dream, but I can’t remember what it was about already) and my scary sms ringtone. Yes, that’s the reason why I use such a loud sms ringtone. It’s better than using my songs, right?

Bathed in 5 minutes. O.o Then I rushed out of my house after making a lot of noise that woke my whole family up (and I still had the time to wear my contacts and comb my hair). Ran half of the way, then I ran out of breath. Met Jing Qi and her other friends on the way. So we walked/strolled there together. XDDD

We were given instructions and we set off to do our door-to-door sales of postcards. XD Good thing I didn’t run into my old classmates or something. It’ll be weird.

Anyway, the thing went quite well in the first block (216 – we had to do 5 blocks), but got progressively worse as we went on. Our secret weapon – “We’re from DHS.” Apparently it works quite well, though some people just refused to donate (not that we could force them to). There was this one kind person who actually gave us $20! >.> We were all stunned. Haha.

After the sales, we decided to walk back to the centre. Oh, and by the way, the centre is at the market near my house. Stopped by 7-Eleven to buy milk tea. XD 3 bottles for $3!!! What a cheap bargain! I shared with XH and Wan Si. Heehee. Jing Qi found out later, and she was telling us to remind her to buy it cause she likes the milk tea too!

Oh yeah, we were the first group to go back to the centre, and there was no one else around. We ate the chocolate wafer, and started chatting randomly. Halfway through, another group came in. I think they were from another JC, but I’ve no idea if they were from PJC or VJC. Then another group from our school came in. And the student organisers decided to collect the money and leftover postcards, so we gave them and I went home. XDDD I’m super happy that I can walk home for once! And the others have to take a bus. XDDD It’s actually the first time. Well, for school-based activities, anyway.

And I kind of have a headache (maybe cause I woke up too early?) but I still have a lot of things left undone! And there’s sectionals tomorrow morning + comm meeting = waking up early to go to school and getting the guitar room key. Sigh. I should inform the teachers early to pass me the key or we’ll be locked out until who-knows-what time.

Okay, ending this here.

Oh, and my plurk address is: http://plurk.com/addenza If you’re interested to check it out, that is.

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yesterday was the start of the car wash fun raising event. We had to raise funds by selling tickets and washing the car. The start of pretty mess up as the were some complications with the data gathered and money received. Also, i had to run around the car park, trying to sell the tickets to people. After selling, i will take a sponge and start washing. As i split by group into two team, i have been switching between both teams. I had to wash cars, sell tickets, entertain my freshmen and during my break, i tried to take some snap shots.

I believed i have managed to sell more tickets than the average, till the extent of having five outstanding cars unwashed. At this moment, i saw people having breaks and playing with water. My group kept washing cars after cars and we did not consider having a break. So at around late evening, i told my fren in the org comm that i am not selling anymore tix or washing anymore cars when my group did not have their break. While having break, i decided to go around taking photos.

Ok here is the part where i get angry. The organiser asked everyone to gather to give a short debrief, he asked everyone to give a round of applause for doing a good job and a FRIEND of mine said, not for Tommy as he only take photos. Everyone looked at me and i felt so embarrassed. I felt humiliated and went to him and said that it is not good to say people that they did not do their work. It is ok just saying it in front of me……. i can still treat it as a joke…. saying it in front of the masses…… totally despicable.

Mi querida fernanda hace rato q no te veo pero mañana e stu cumple y aqui estoy feliz de dedicarte un espacio!!!! mi hermanita querida!!! bueno… ahi q veia tu facebook robe esta foto… te deseoooooooooooooooo lo mejor d elo mejor nena!! te he visto echarle muchas ganas a todo y se q mereces muchas recompensas hehehe!!! asi que animo aun tengo dudas con tu direccion porfavor mandamela de nuevo para mandarte un regalito d ecumple!!!!! que decirte mi niña te extraño y te quiero musho.. q te mando mushos abrazos y te deseo un dia megaaaaaaaa especial!!!!!! te quiero Fer!!!!! hermanitas 4ever!!!!! te acuerdas cuando nos conocimos gracias a westlife.. luego harry potter.. miranos aun juntas!!!! jejejeje!!!!

*** Sarai aun buscando imaginacion para en ensayo de la ONU….

WE CAN MAKE IT!!!! I LOVE MY ARASHIS!!!! bueno bueno ese video me trajo buenos recuerdos… ahhhhhh de verdad q siempre seran parte de mi vida musical jejejeje!!!!!

To amusement i call out first. Bored as of now.

im having hip aches since yesterday. Both aching on every stretch and i wonder how tht happened 0_0

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An hourglass turned

To a fellow slave and through time to a system created

Dropped, and given,

soon passing a bag of burden

Actions compiled, a bored mind discharges

Conceiving a board,

with two kings created, the others will be decided

Pieces will collide

A nocturne results

The creator seen smiling onto, concealing through

Begin ;D

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On a carousel, looking at a roulette.

By yours truly

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This really seems like random stuff. Like. And while waiting for time, guess i’ll go watch ONE PIECE!

till then, peace be upon u