1 You're my favorite cup o' tea...

“Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea” (Henry Fielding)

Pass me a cup of tea…with the juiciest news about another person’s story of love or irrevocable scandal and I’ll drift away for a while in the sweet aroma of… a gossip. Whether the love story is true or if the scandalous story really happened? I couldn’t care less… Right now, this is pure hot news.

We all love ourselves some juicy story…don’t deny, don’t deny! But at the moment you realize how some of those stories started…it is simply hilarious.

A male friend of mine occasionally visits me during lunch break to walk around, chit-chat, have lunch…or just hang. Nothing out of this world…

A couple of colleagues noticed his visits and almost immediately started making insinuations.  You know, giving you that look that says “hm, I know something about youuu” and a huge significant smile every time they see you guys together.  And in moments like these you don’t even mind correct them; Let everyone believe what they want…we know the truth.

So yesterday my friend came again for lunch break! He’s used to greet me with a hug, and since I’ve received a wonderful news earlier that morning (which I’ll have to share later) he hugged me extra hard to give his congrats on the wonderful achievement…on the parking lot at the office!!!

Logically people would see huh! And bingo! Two colleagues(say, Colleague 1 and colleague 2) walked out and found us in the middle of our hard greeting & congratulating hug.
One of them remarked immediately (in a joking tone) “What is this? What is this? What is this?” And as far as I can remember we just smiled and shrugged…

Funny part was, when I came back in after lunch and was going to the toilet…
Upon seeing me walking by her office, colleague 1 started commenting loudly to another colleague. (The short dialogue went something like THIS! C1 is the colleague who saw me and O is the other)
(C1): “You should have seen Sy today during lunch break, fully wrapped in a hug….with a guy…ON THE   PARKING LOT!!”
(O): “(Gaaaaaasssppp)No kidding me, what else?”
(C1): “I think there was even kissing…French kissing. With tongue and everything! They were holding each other so tight!”
(O): “You can’t be serious….you mean…SYYYYY?? On the parking lot???? OMG!!"

And while passing their office I dropped the first thing that came to mind, “ow ahum, remember to mention that the next minute, we were lying on the floor…”. And we all laughed about the remark…

Moments later another colleague came to me and all laughing she told me that colleague 2 also mentioned (I supposed in the canteen) that there was A LOT of hugging going on on the parking lot this noon. Between Sy and a guy…

And I can imagine what’s next… when whoever from the office (that doesn’t know us, and how we behave around each other) sees me and this male friend together on any other occasion…

Lol….yup….Cup o' tea anyone?
Cause in the end, we all love ourselves some gossip!!! Don’t we? =)
“Show me someone who never gossips and I’ll show you someone who isn’t interested in people” (Barbara Walters)

Just remember:

“Don’t repeat anything you will not sign your name to” (Author Unknown)

0 It's just a pain in the butt!

Some things in this world just makes you go "huh?" 

There’s this woman I know, who’s been losing weight too; so far she’s lost 31 pounds.

Excellent achievement!

She looks great and I can imagine... it feels damn awesome too.

The only thing is, she’s been experiencing a terrible pain in her butt every time she sits for a long time.
Every time she gets up to go do anything, I hear “aaaaaaaiiiii CHANCHAN!!” (ouchhhhh my BUT!!).
The thing has come to the point where I think she isn’t really aware she says it anymore. (YUP, she said it in a couple of embarrassing situations already). Before she lost any weight, she never before experienced this pain.

Question is; what in the world is wrong with her butt? Is it that, after you lose years of accumulated padding around your butt, your tailbone starts letting the world know it exists? I mean, logically thinking...that could be it. Maybe the tailbone was hidden all the time behind a housing of extras and now feels so free that it has chosen to make its presence known in quite a harsh way.

But, I searched it up (duh!). And it seems to be that this woman's not the only one with this problem. Many women (and some men) worldwide seem to be living through this pain every day. Some of them went through surgery to remove their tailbone and some others use doughnut shaped pillows or tailbone pillows to relieve the pain. The internet is full of information about this uncommon phenomenon; from personal experiences, to doctors’ recommendations. It appears to be that pain in the tailbone should heal by itself with time. And it seems that permanent tailbone pain is very hard to explain. A doctor said the pain can be minimized depending on the way you sit. Leaning backward causes more pressure on the tailbone and thus more pain. Doctors too recommend a doughnut pillow, for comfort and relief. More than forums and some small, very medical articles I haven’t found much explanation for the tailbone pain after this woman’s weight loss. But I’ve found some pretty interesting facts about the tailbone itself.

Here are just 5, for your enjoyment...

·         The proper name of the tailbone is the “coccyx”, derived from the Greek word for cuckoo. Not because of the tailbone’s function, but because it looks like a cuckoo’s beak;

·         The tailbone isn’t really (completely) a bone. It is rather an appendage of skin and fat and occasionally some bone. (Well, that could explain the link between losing weight (fat) and tailbone pain). Dr John Loeser M.D. calls it a disorganized hunk of tissue on the bottom of the butt;

·         Women have (a little) more protection in the tailbone area than men. The female pelvis protects the tailbone somewhat. Plus, women have more fat on their buttocks, which protects the tailbone, says Dr. Haldeman.;

·         Even thou injury to the tailbone happens rarely (because you’d most likely land on your buttocks rather than on your tailbone), this type of injury is called “coccydynia”. Which just means “pain in the tailbone”;

·         Some people still discuss whether the tailbone is a remaining of a tail that lost its function during evolution.

So, no answer for this woman’s literal pain in the butt, yet still an inch smarter...

4 Million dollar questions

I have two...questions today really eating at my brain cells.

Question 1. (And I just need to get it off my chest before moving on)
Why would someone literally ridicule himself on a social network site in order to catch someone else's attention?
I mean, can u really be that desperate? Dude, nobody's a lollipop....quit the sucking.

Commenting on one thing is normal. Commenting and liking 2 or 3 things is still acceptable. But commenting and liking EVERYTHING the person posts....is synonym to despair! Ahum,....boy....the sink's full and the laundry's dirty. A.k.a. GET A JOB! It shouldn't be decent at all...it should just be a job....to get you off the internet.

Nope, didn't happen to me this time (and I'm grateful)....lucky dog! It just gotten to my attention...and I blogged about it. If it happened to me, I think I would have....uhm you know what, let's jump to the nxt question!

Question nr 2. Why would is it that we hide what we really feel for a certain person?
This question really popped up after a small convo with a friend.

Made me really ask myself whether all the people around me (atleast the most important ones) really know how I feel about them...
And I conclude,... they probably don't.
He doesn't know I love him so much it's almost uncontainable, she doesn't know an intense burst of hate wells up in me every now and then towards her, they don't know I'm tired of it all,  I'm sure she doesn't know how much I appreciate her, he doesn't know I think he can be a whiny cry baby at times....

Sigh...so many things to say, so little courage.

Cuz yes, I think that plays a cardinal role...COURAGE. We are afraid how the person will react, we don't really know if we SHOULD tell anything, a bunch of 'what  if's' pop u'p, our own head tells us to better shut up. And the heart reaffirms..."Yes keep it to yourself...to the grave". Lack of courage is not the only motive of course.... Nah I don't think it is.

But what if it didn't really matter? What if you could tell me straight up to my face what you really feel for me..without the occurence of something awkward or dreadful? Without all the masquerade and all? What if the standards of the world didn't matter? What if my reaction to your confession wouldn't be that frightening for a moment? What if my ears could hear you say it and my eyes could watch as the words dance out of your lips. What if you gained all the courage in the world....would you tell me? Would you tell me the truth?

I would....but if I only had the courage!


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0 W-end booster!

I think this small inspirational text should serve as a beautiful reminder all through our lives; that we can actually take courage and stop avoiding possible obstacles...

HAVE YOURSELF A WONDERFUL WEEKEND!!


"When I was a Boy Scout, we played a game when new Scouts joined the troop. We lined up chairs in a pattern, creating an obstacle course through which the new Scouts, blindfolded, were supposed to maneuver. The Scoutmaster gave them a few moments to study the pattern before our adventure began. But as soon as the victims were blindfolded, the rest of us quietly removed the chairs. I think life is like this game. Perhaps we spend our lives avoiding obstacles we have created for ourselves and in reality exist only in our minds. We're afraid to apply for that job, take violin lessons, learn a foreign language, call an old friend, write our Congressman - whatever it is that we would really like to do but don't because of personal obstacles. Don't avoid any chairs until you run smack into one. And if you do, at least you'll have a place to sit down."
~Pierce Vincent Eckhart

2 The no-name dilemma!

This, I wrote on the 16 of January 2011. It has no name...and I have to make some adjustments to it.

Take a look and give me points of view, advice and possible corrections =)

Behold, the queen has built a fortress,

for protection during war.

Strengthened the walls with hefty stones,

and closed herself inside.

Outside the walls a tumult broke.

The multitude embraced hatred,

and total chaos reigned out there

The one threw a bomb at the other,

innocents were getting hurt

and the people suffered much

But the queen built up her walls,

to keep her and the chaos apart

Cold, hard, strong tall walls

To keep herself from harm.

But when the war has ended

and evil seized to be,

The queen still refused to come out

for the walls now became synonym

of comfort and security.

“There’s still beauty between these ruins”

said a king once to the queen

“Tumble down your walls and see.

Not everyone out here is evil,

love might find a way back in.”

“Pierce my walls and come in if you may,”

Said the queen in a cold tone

“I have found no reason

To tear down my fortress.

I do not have the need yet

To bulldoze my walls”

0 Another thought bubble, gone! "You wouldn't have to try so hard if..."

Say…you choose to be a pilot. Then, a pilot is what you are! (Unless you choose to change careers at a certain point) Right?

Now say…you walk around town in your pilot uniform. Everyone who sees you will identify you as a pilot, right?
Would you tell someone that you’re a doctor, when everyone sees you wearing your pilot uniform?

Might sound like nonsense; but there ARE people who’ll do such thing. As a matter of fact they’ll try all their best to convince you of the contrary of that which is so visible. In some cases, fooling no one but themselves.

I’ve always heard of a very interesting theory that teaches us that if we repeat something long enough we might end up believing, acting and living according to that.

But why would you try so hard if what you are is totally ok? Are you ashamed of being a pilot? Is being a pilot a handicap? Or is it that you're not sure you are a pilot?
I think, you wouldn’t have to try so hard to portray something to the people around you if you were sure and comfortable in your own skin. You KNOW who you are and you know where you're going and couldn't care less...

Listen here, there’s nothing wrong with repeating something to yourself (according to the theory).  As a matter of fact, in some cases I think you CAN and SHOULD. As long as what you are trying to convince yourself- AND the world of is totally realistic. For instance, you have a certain goal you want to reach, you have dreams you want to come true, things you want to achieve or a drastical change you wish to make…GO FOR IT! Boost yourself every morning with a good dose of positivism.

But there are some things…dude…you will just need to accept and live with or REALLY change 'em!!! If you are a pilot, and everyone can see you walking in your pilot uniform…don’t try to convince me that you're a construction worker!

Like, the totally homosexual guy trying to convince other people that he’s into woman… Why dude? Ashamed of who you are? Afraid people will judge you? Afraid of being stigmatized? Afraid they won’t accept you?

As for a fact, you ARE a human being (no matter who or what you are); and you don’t need to do anything to convince me of that.
You HAVE a certain skin color, and you didn’t need to reassure that fact to anyone who sat beside you today.
You DO possess certain features which anyone can see without you having to make any special efforts.
Accept who you are...and be you, in total grandeur.

Cut all crap hunny…stop trying so hard to be something/someone you're not. Be who you really are, do what you do best, have what you have…

AND BE PROUD OF IT!