Marshmallow vs Steel

There is this one thing about we girls that always winks an advantage for the stronger sex. Our soft marshmallowy heart!

Nearly every one of us know why we throw some things but most fail to grasp the reason we showed the doors to some people, especially guys! The moment they reappear all masked up to lure us into another bait, we give in. Like seriously, what is wrong with us? Memory loss or the sickness of the feeble-minded?

Leaving someone is not like routine goodbyes that we utter for no important reason. It is done after so much considerations, disputes and close to world war fights. The final blow has a concrete reason behind it and it is indeed concrete enough that changes cannot simply penetrate in like some black magic or mojo. Unless your ex is a friend of the master of illusions!

Really? Think again.

Don't fall but do doubt!

It's time to get stronger girls. XO

Renuka G

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Hatred and Jealousy

We live in a place where hatred and love are equally in abundance. Love makes us too happy so just let the feel itself take its own course. Having said that, obviously we are now left with hatred to be talked about.

Have you ever been hated before?

Normal people would say yes and if anyone takes the opposite then I suggest you replace Saint as your first name. But truth be told, even saints are hated nowadays!

Just like love, it is like a over growing or perhaps contagious trend to hate without a reason lately. Agree? If you were to bring the why question here, I would say jealousy. Nearly all girls are affected by this war-inducing disease! Unfortunately, a cure is not found.

We hate people like we don clothes. Seriously! We change reasons to hate that someone, we go in search for them (the reasons) and we accessorize them at times to spice things up!

Like I said, it is contagious! As moments pass, days creep by ,the despised will pick up hatred as well landing the whole issue under a mutual platform. Why she wants to hate? The golden answer being; NO REASON. Or a better one would be, hatred is always mutual. Even though it started off by a spark from one side, it will somehow morph into mutuality. That is indeed a fact!

What do we do now?

The one thing that can come for your rescue is, your blind spot. Frankly speaking, it is not at all easy to erase hatred like a pencil mark. Obliteration is impossible in the short term, trust me! But if you can control yourself and wait for the mighty TIME to heal, of course it is a YES. The point being, how many of us can?

So girls, make damn sure that the someone falls on your blind spot.  Invisibility helps!

Trust me, You Won't Miss HER/HIM!

Good Day

Renuka G

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Miss Universe Malaysia 2011/2012: FAILURE

I’m pretty sure many of you watched MUM 2012 which was turned into a reality tv show with a big time money making agenda. Too much of show offs and votes and dramas we came across throughout the beauty camp that somehow mirrored America’s Next Top Model in its concept (except the sms votes). Evaluators armed by spicy words and challenges that are moot to a beauty queen were evident here and there from the start till the Gala Night itself.

I was indeed blurred on the whys! Seriously, why would a  beauty camp require the girls to do stand up comedies in public eateries! As far as I know, beauty camp or any sort of camp is for the purpose of building confidence and making them feel comfortable being themselves. What is this new concept all about?
Are we too free and rich for such shows? And having no history of winning the Miss Universe crown, what is this brouhaha about?

It is just like hopping on this reality tv bandwagon and making the ‘most’ out of it. Sucking the voters dry and deceiving them with the so called LOAD Miss Universe has to bear by frequently popping the golden question of ‘why Malaysia should choose you?’ Oh come on, Beauty Queens either vanish by time or make it into the entertainment industry. You do not need to convince Malaysia and Malaysians do not need to crack their heads to pick the right girl to do what mentioned.
Enough of the show offs!

Who watched the Gala Night? Tacky evening gowns that were poorly fitted on some girls. Stephanie’s and Lu Xanne’s dress, that is more disastrous than wearing a bikini! There is nothing wrong in showing some skin but which part is a BIG deal. The dress looked obscene and the one to be blamed is the designer. No offence, but I saw no extraordinaire in any of those dresses. Gabriella’s, poorly fitted. When she turned around, you could see that the dress is barely placed on her like a blanket that could fly with the wind.Not to forget the unnecessary cuts below at the center which looked as if the dresses were burnt. A sexy dress isn’t all about showing skin, get that right!

http://youtu.be/c51lMk7phVs

Overall, the whole show was an embarrassing one!

Less is more, keep that in mind. We have watched too much of what we saw and MUM 2012 is nothing but a failure.

Renuka G

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Hatched plans and hovered paths

Hey guys, hope everyone is having a fun ride on this ever evolving circle. it's indeed great to shade under our own roof looking at the wonders life has to offer. But that is all moot here, I mean at this sole moment that a transformation is about to occur, yes it is absolutely the case of beating around the proverbial bush!

What is this sudden shift all about? You might consider it another (yes I did say 'another' meaning there were a plenty before) thought of the feebleminded that leads to nothing but a return journey to square one somewhere along the road towards execution. Well in that case, you are by all means allowed to calculate my future loss on this vision sculptured but being a pudding head i reckon it would be more decent to rather present a specious argument and get away with it like a serpent beneath the flower ( reminiscing Macbeth moments). Seriously,believe it!

Frankly, I'm not planning to paint or perhaps thinking more sensibly, 'disastrously doodle' any picture about the mentioned transformation or plan or vision or insert-any-proper-synonym/word. This post is merely for the purpose of making some grief for the loss of a great blog. Ceh-Wah! Haha!
ok MOOT!

I jolly well realize that this blog means so much to me than any other non living thing. Having said that, I'm accepting all charges against me of abandoning chipmunk, mojojo and mr.monkey. And I too realize the consequences of miss karma swallowing me up as whole in the next life for this honest, honest? Erase that! Again. And I too realize the consequences of miss karma swallowing me up as whole in the next life for my 50/50 honest confession! Phew!

Ok where was I? Meaning so much right? Nobody can ever deny that. It's a 4 years journey and I'm not kidding you since I don't josh serious issues ( serious means something nerve wrecking like that right? Double check.). I expressed so many things or shall I say TOO many things that at one point I found my own blog to be made a rubble of my life happenings. Point blank those times were not classy that it brought me to a final decision of leaving the rubble where it belongs- the trash bin. Now you can grasp the obliteration of some cheesy posts on my white picket fence which turn out to be a fence that should be jumped off (ok now I'm writing like a cat).

And a lot more beat downs and rise ups this blog bore till that day I took up this canvas seriously, taking it to a whole different level with better views and opinions and nonsensical humour which only myself felt funny. it shouldn't work that way right ?

Who cares. Hallelujah I can laugh at my own self! (What a happy kid..)

Rocks and peebles.My journey was not a smooth one I should say! Yes I do have it in my blood, my dad is a very good writer. However, being a couch potato sucked some part of that intelligence and made me nothing but a black sheep. Therefore( sorry for sounding like some SPM candidate),in hope of better posts and more readers, I took up reading to brush up my vocabulary and muster up vicarious experiences, not to forget my love towards shakespeare and literature which further injected motivation and positivity upon my ability and capabilities. Just like Oprah who crafted small lies towards big success, I won't forget the small steps that made so much difference in my writing.

Yes I'm quitting. Not on this thing I have a penchant for but this blog. In fact the 2 blogs I own at the moment. It's perhaps not the end because that sounds very dramatic and I'm not in that mood yet. It's more like abandonment, letting the dust and spider and bugs to rent it for some time. Do I need an apologetic line here?

Being consciously aware that karma is a b**** and she has got 2 concrete reasons now to attack me, I do want to promise a return. Hey I don't directly mean it but you folks just see. Who knows, maybe you are invited to watch my journey armed with positivity and big ambitions towards a commitment I've envisioned somewhere somehow.
Fingers-crossed!

Moot: I did read that book on Oprah by Kitty Kelly! Kitty Kelly is pissed for some reasons that she wrote a little too much and dug way worse painting a polar image of what is perceived and flaunted by many. Conclusion: Oprah too has a locker like Davy jones', trust me! The contrasting stories and accusations can give you a feel of reading a copy of Jeffery archer's.

Goodbye!

Renuka G

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An encounter: Boredom

Have you ever known how it feels like to let your own imagination run 'over' you? So badly and deeply that the next moment all your senses turn off by itself throwing yourself into the dreamland of a fatigue minded? Boredom they call it. And it caught me by its sharp mighty arrow putting me under its mojo for a few long minutes (talking about sleep) just to indirectly alert me of its existence. It was indeed just an alert that I can ignore the next moment for it serves no importance to me nor any part of myself. Like seriously, who's minding the events of the subconscious? Unless I'm about to reenact 'inception' but that is far beyond logic as I didn't get the whole thing even WITH English subtitles. Point blank, the movie twisted my brain so severely that LDC himself looked like Tin tin to me! Just forget it.

Back to my encounter with boredom! I could have or perhaps should have ignored it, but the irony being it mattered most at that sole moment to think. To set aside or maybe pause everything else to jolly look at the issue closely, to analyze the alert. It matters and failing to admit the influence of the encounter might land the rest of my leisure at home in jeopardy!

Yes I gotta do something , even though it needs me to sacrifice my dates with chuck bass ,Dr House and not forgetting Pete and Nick the greatest lawyers of Vegas.

My condition ladies and gentlemen can fall under the list of toughest issues ever faced by mankind and is also capable of making headlines and be requested to be made a memoir that can beat all the stories of Elizabeth Gilbert and even land Jeffery Archer in such severe dilemma that he won't be able to solve his own mystery.

While waiting for the mentioned miracle, let me just sit and think thoroughly of the possibles that can be put into practice to shoo this boredom away and turn the alert given into nothing but dust on my Educational Psychology text book!

Ok folks that is all for now. Got a movie to catch in a few hours time, bathing time !

Renuka G via IPad

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2nd of 8

End of 2^nd semester of my degree programme!!!Weee!!

Isn’t that an indication that I'm about to reflect?? Yes I am! There will be cheesy explanations and lame sleep inducing sharing session so don't tell me you were not warned earlier!

Time flies just like that

First of all I want to talk about the exams. I’m definitelyvery satisfied of what I’ve done and good or bad the result is, nothing but my hard work justifies it. The previous semester everything was an abysmal mess and all I could do was play mediocre as it was not easy to stop thinking about the tragic happenings that were conquering my mind all the while. Since this time everything fell into place, I'm confident I have given the best . Hoping to see hike in my pointer!

IPG Stuffs.I promised myself when I started with my second semester, not to ever play mediocre! To my own surprise, I succeeded. My courseworks, presentations and exams, everything is something I want to be proud of. Not to brag, its just this self satisfaction making me talk and compliment myself.I hope despite the pressure semester 3 will bring ( I know it will!! You know the PKU thingy), I pray so badly that I will keep this up. Nothing is greater than looking at your own work and admiring it. Hey wait, my group mates!! Yes to those who worked with me in any group tasks, thank you so much. It was indeed a pleasure to work with you guys. To those who left and those who are still playing a part in my life, I choose to accept it as the meant to be condition till the next wave shows up.

NEW THINGS I did in semester 2! As you all readily know, I took up fashion blogging. Yes it went well and I gained more than what I predicted.When I say gain I'm not denoting the amount of money, its the pleasure and experiences. Reading articles about fashion is relaxing and informative at the same time. It contributed in making the right choices while shopping, layering options, the mixing and matching techniques and of course the fashion crimes. Well not to say I'm such a fashionista at the moment but it is always a good thingto learn new stuffs. Or perhaps I should blame it on my love towards blogging! What’s the point of writing just for the sake of it. I’m a believer of trying newthings and fashion blogging is certainly the first adventure I took up voluntarily to venture into difference genres of writing. What’s next?? Pointblank I'm still thinking, perhaps something more informative. Whatever it is, I will continue fashion blogging as and when I feel like scribbling something related to that specific column I have a penchant for. To Marie Claire, Company,ELLE and Glamour I will always stay as the no.1 devotee!

MEMORIES are to be treasured they say but some are just worth destroying at the right time. Sadly I missed it during that mentioned period but today since it caught my eyes, off it went to the ..you know where. Sometimes knowing too much just kills any sort offeelings isn’t it? I'm better off this way and this is also what we call as meant to be.

Holidays! My favourite part! After suffering severe sleep deprivation for days, the 1^st thing I'm going to do at home is sleep! Seriously! But there is that one thing at home that will distract the consumption of this dreamy medicine of mine. TV! Perhaps I just have to do schedulingto balance between the two. And yes I’m going to do something beneficial this time ( I know the meaning of ‘beneficial’). I have something in my mind but since I need approval from the kind sponsor, we just wait and see okay? You know right, how can one just sit on the coach and rewind a million times gossipgirls just to see chuck bass walk. We need good hobbies! Like......... (to be revealed soon)

Byeeeeee

Lesson learnt: The world takes no justification. If you know what you're worth, prove it to your own self!

Happy Holidays.

Renuka G

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