I've been humming this tune since morning, without realizing which song it is. It made me feel like dancing. Heck, I even danced during my company's event earlier, when my colleagues were karaoke-ing. A few people were shocked to see me move, they actually asked me to perform a dance. Yeah, right, dream on people! I only dance in belly dance and zumba classes.
Anyways, I finally got the time to check the lyrics, and I'm very pleased! The first para is already very uplifting and the rest of the song is about not giving up no matter what comes your way. I haven't heard this song in years!
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Keep On Movin' - 5ive
I woke up today with this feeling
That better things are coming my way
And if the sunshine has a meaning
Telling me not to let things get in my way
When the rainy days are dying
Gotta keep on, keep on trying
All the bees and birds are flying
Ahhhh...
Never let go gotta hold on and
Non stop 'til the break of dawn and
Keep on moving, don't stop rocking
Ahhhh...
Get on up when you're down, baby
Take a good look around
I know it's not much but it's okay
We'll keep on movin' on anyway
Feels like I have should be screaming
Trying to get through to my friends
sometimes it feels that life has no meaning
But I know things will be alright in the end
When the rainy days are dying
Gotta keep on, keep on trying
All the bees and birds are flying
Ahhhh...
Never let go gotta hold on and
Non stop 'til the break of dawn and
Keep on moving, don't stop rocking
Ahhhh...
Get on up when you're down, baby
Take a good look around
I know it's not much but it's okay
We'll keep on movin' on anyway
When the rainy days are dying
Gotta keep on, keep on trying
All the bees and birds are flying
Ahhhh...
Never let go gotta hold on and
Non stop 'til the break of dawn and
Keep on moving, don't stop rocking
Ahhhh...
Get on up when you're down, baby
Take a good look around
I know it's not much but it's okay
We'll keep on movin' on anyway
Thursday, 22 October 2009
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Fishies
A good friend gave me an aquarium set about a couple of months back - I think I mentioned this in one of my earlier posts. I have been thinking what type of fish I should get. Colourful decorative goldfish or more 'practical' fish, the ones I can cook later when they're bigger. What??? Cook?? Yeah, that's my colleague's suggestion. At least I won't have to find a place to bury the fish - just cook and it's settled. Good for people who live in an apartment, where tanah (earth) is scarce. Crazy woman. I don't think I'd be able to do that. Geesh!
I finally decided to get two goldfish last Wednesday. Boy, was I excited. It's funny, considering this is not the first time I have pets. My grandparents had rabbits and cats, a whacky aunt claimed all the cicaks (house lizards) as her pets. I lived with them, so those should also be my pets right? What's yours is mine? Haha! Anyways, I have the aquarium set up that very night and put the fish in. Put little decor items, fed them and went to sleep.
The next morning, I noticed one of the goldfish floating upside down in the water. Yeah, you thought right - it was dead! Guess I really don't have the talent with fish. But at least one was still alive. I should really visit the fish shop and ask for advice.
I was too busy on Thursday, so I only went to the fish shop on Friday morning. Asked the shopkeeper what I should do, bought all the necessary things - new motor, some CO2 measure thingy, and a couple more fish. I went to set things up during lunch time - didn't want to risk the fish dead. So that night, I fell asleep watching thre goldfish swimming in the tank.
Saturday morning, the worst thing happened. All three fish were dead! I cried, and gave up the idea of ever keeping a pet. Maybe I'm not meant to care for anything. At least not pets, not now.
It was only during dinner last night that one friend asked about the fish. She went with me to buy the first two fish last week. And I told her they're dead, so are the other two. She was even more surprised when I told her the fish died overnight. Another friend told me I should get more fish, until one day there will be one that lives longer than a night. According to this friend, the Chinese believes that if I have something evil in my house, the evil will go to the fish. So I'm safe. Like the fish can protect me from evil. Like crystals. But what evil thing? "Your house has been marked - remember the blood trail?" My god, it's not over yet?
Maybe I should start consider buying the 'practical' fish. At least I can give them to my neighbours when they die. I'm sure I'm not going to cook them myself.
But the question is, am I willing to sacrifice lives in order to protect myself?
(Image from http://rlv.zcache.com/lol_dead_fish_tshirt-p235376307614159913clmq_400.jpg)
I finally decided to get two goldfish last Wednesday. Boy, was I excited. It's funny, considering this is not the first time I have pets. My grandparents had rabbits and cats, a whacky aunt claimed all the cicaks (house lizards) as her pets. I lived with them, so those should also be my pets right? What's yours is mine? Haha! Anyways, I have the aquarium set up that very night and put the fish in. Put little decor items, fed them and went to sleep.
The next morning, I noticed one of the goldfish floating upside down in the water. Yeah, you thought right - it was dead! Guess I really don't have the talent with fish. But at least one was still alive. I should really visit the fish shop and ask for advice.
I was too busy on Thursday, so I only went to the fish shop on Friday morning. Asked the shopkeeper what I should do, bought all the necessary things - new motor, some CO2 measure thingy, and a couple more fish. I went to set things up during lunch time - didn't want to risk the fish dead. So that night, I fell asleep watching thre goldfish swimming in the tank.
Saturday morning, the worst thing happened. All three fish were dead! I cried, and gave up the idea of ever keeping a pet. Maybe I'm not meant to care for anything. At least not pets, not now.
It was only during dinner last night that one friend asked about the fish. She went with me to buy the first two fish last week. And I told her they're dead, so are the other two. She was even more surprised when I told her the fish died overnight. Another friend told me I should get more fish, until one day there will be one that lives longer than a night. According to this friend, the Chinese believes that if I have something evil in my house, the evil will go to the fish. So I'm safe. Like the fish can protect me from evil. Like crystals. But what evil thing? "Your house has been marked - remember the blood trail?" My god, it's not over yet?
Maybe I should start consider buying the 'practical' fish. At least I can give them to my neighbours when they die. I'm sure I'm not going to cook them myself.
But the question is, am I willing to sacrifice lives in order to protect myself?
(Image from http://rlv.zcache.com/lol_dead_fish_tshirt-p235376307614159913clmq_400.jpg)
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
What forgiveness?
I watched a programme on Sunday named 'Expose Mistik - Kisah Seram'. I thought they were showing Malaysian ghost stories - always prefer the local version of ghost stories, they're much scarier than the western ones. But it turned out to show about black magic practices in the Malay world. According to the host, the Malays and black magic are really inseparable - 'sebati' is the word he used. They also had an ustaz who explains the views of Islam on this practice. I'd like to quote some points he mentioned:
"God will take back all His blessings to those who practice black magic."
According to the ustaz, God gives everyone His blessings from the moment we were born. But the moment someone practices black magic, even for personal gain, like to get rich or to get love, God will take back all His blessings, one by one. From all aspects of that person's life - health, family, social, financial, everything! Even after death, God will still condemn that person.
Oh boy, oh boy, wouldn't I'd love to watch how her life is going to be like! It may take years, but it will happen... for I know God's promises are true. Even if you don't believe in God, there is such a thing as karma. Or more simply, I'm sure people won't say this for nothing: "What goes around, comes around". Familiar?
"If the black magic is used to cause trouble to others, then God will hate them as much as the people whom they caused trouble to. God will only forgive them if their victims forgive them."
Forgive? After you messed with my life... and my friends'? No way!
I don't mind giving stuff away to people. But not forgiveness, when I had to go through what I had gone through. All the pain and aches I suffered, the tears I cried, you think I can forgive just like that? Think again.
"They always tell people lies about their victims, and they usually sound very convincing that most people would normally believe them."
No, this one is not from the ustaz. It's from a friend, who has been told these lies. He admitted to believing in some, the first few times he heard them. But he was smart enough to realize that after some time, the stories got bigger and more ridiculous. He started to question the people who'd told him these tall stories, and now he can roughly tell which stories are the truth, and which are lies.
I pity those who believe in the lies, but at the same time, I wonder how come they are so stupid as to not even try to find out the truth. Listen to both parties, it's that simple. But no. And like that's not enough, these people would voluntarily help spread the lies to others, thus more innocent people get involved. And these people will again always spread the lies to more people, and the cycle goes on...
Surely the stories are so exciting that they all decided that everyone should know about it? Have you ever considered that these stories would break someone's heart? How about considering that person's good name? Apparently not. Think about this now - how different are you from the person who came up the lie? The way I see it: NONE.
Monday, 19 October 2009
I miss the beaches!
I have been thinking of the beaches a lot these days. Heck, I even dream of beaches a few times in the past couple of weeks - clean white sand, beautiful blue-green water, soft wind in my hair, steady rhythm of the waves... bliss!
The last time I went to a beach was... last Raya. But that was short trips from one beach to another, sitting in the car and observing how much has changed since the last time we went. No picnic, no running around on the sand, definitely no fun. =(
Growing up in Kuantan, I was spoilt with nature's best gift - the beautiful beaches were only a short drive away. And my dad used to take us to Telok Chempedak every weekend. My sister and I would be busy collecting sea shells or 'durian kartun' - they're really the fruit of she-oak, or pokok ru. But because they look like tiny versions of durians, that's why we call them like that. I don't remember what happened to these things we collected, though, can't seem to recall seeing them at home afterwards. Maybe my mum threw them back at the beach? Oh well...
One of the most memorable time at the beach was when I was really young, five or six. We had a family picnic with my grandparents and aunties and uncles and cousins. Boy, we had so much fun... until my uncle threw me into a pool of jellyfish! I still remember he asked if I'd like to see jellyfish. And, being a curious kid, I said 'sure!'. He carried me on his shoulder, because he said the jellyfish like to sting little kids. And if I got stung, it's going to be very itchy and soon I'll turn into a jellyfish. And sure enough, I trusted him. So when he threw me into the water, my instinct was to run. I dont' really remember what happened, all I can recall is running towards the beach, have water in my mouth, my lung pained. Then I saw my mum crying, I was in her arms. I must have fainted or something. No wait, I might have drowned a bit. Sheesh... Anyways, after that incident, I develop this fear of water. Up to this day.
But that doesn't make me scared of the beach though. I look forward to going to beaches - maybe the most excited person in the group!
Who's up for a weekend by the sea?
Who wouldn't love to live at a heavenly place like this?
The last time I went to a beach was... last Raya. But that was short trips from one beach to another, sitting in the car and observing how much has changed since the last time we went. No picnic, no running around on the sand, definitely no fun. =(
Growing up in Kuantan, I was spoilt with nature's best gift - the beautiful beaches were only a short drive away. And my dad used to take us to Telok Chempedak every weekend. My sister and I would be busy collecting sea shells or 'durian kartun' - they're really the fruit of she-oak, or pokok ru. But because they look like tiny versions of durians, that's why we call them like that. I don't remember what happened to these things we collected, though, can't seem to recall seeing them at home afterwards. Maybe my mum threw them back at the beach? Oh well...
Durian kartun
One of the most memorable time at the beach was when I was really young, five or six. We had a family picnic with my grandparents and aunties and uncles and cousins. Boy, we had so much fun... until my uncle threw me into a pool of jellyfish! I still remember he asked if I'd like to see jellyfish. And, being a curious kid, I said 'sure!'. He carried me on his shoulder, because he said the jellyfish like to sting little kids. And if I got stung, it's going to be very itchy and soon I'll turn into a jellyfish. And sure enough, I trusted him. So when he threw me into the water, my instinct was to run. I dont' really remember what happened, all I can recall is running towards the beach, have water in my mouth, my lung pained. Then I saw my mum crying, I was in her arms. I must have fainted or something. No wait, I might have drowned a bit. Sheesh... Anyways, after that incident, I develop this fear of water. Up to this day.
But that doesn't make me scared of the beach though. I look forward to going to beaches - maybe the most excited person in the group!
Who's up for a weekend by the sea?
Friday, 16 October 2009
Friendship
I was rummaging through my documents saved from years ago, and found this poem written by a dear friend.
Very simple yet very meaningful to me.
I'm dedicating this to all my friends, and those who consider themselves my friend (kesian la...):
FRIENDSHIP
Written with a pen
Sealed with a kiss
If you are my friend
Please answer this
Are we friends
Or are we not?
You told me once
But I forgot
So tell me now
And tell me true
So I can say -
'I'm here for you'
'I'm here for you'
Of all the friends
I've ever met
You're the one
I won't forget
And if I die
Before you do
I'll go to heaven
And wait for you
I'll give the angels
Back their wings
And risk the loss
Of everything.
Just to prove
My friendship is true
To have a friend
That flippin' morning
We have this superbly nice tea lady at my office. Not only she makes us coffee, she also serves the drinks to us - she knows each of our preferences, and she even knows which of the many mugs are ours! This morning, my nescafe was already on my desk when I got in. Caffeine in the morning is a blessing for me, since I'm not a morning person. Never have been, and don't know if I ever will be.
As I reached to grab the mug, the writing on it caught my attention:
"I don't get it. You put your head on the pillow for five minutes and the next thing you know... it's the flippin' morning AGAIN. What's goin' on? ZZZzzz"
"I don't get it. You put your head on the pillow for five minutes and the next thing you know... it's the flippin' morning AGAIN. What's goin' on? ZZZzzz"
My gosh! I have been using this very mug for a few months, saw the statement, but never felt so 'connected'. I guess I have never been really, really sleepy like today.
Turned in late last night, almost 1.30am - went for dinner with my mum and a friend. It was supposed to be a brief meeting, but it lasted til past midnight. Who would have thought those two contrasting characters would click so well? (Note to self: Next time, only have dinner with these two on weekends.)
When I got home, I remember lying on the bed, and the next thing I know, the alarm went off!
I take it as a good change for my week-long staggering sleep habit. Been waking up every hour since last week, which sure enough affected my bp. I wasn't surprised that I fainted Wednesday morning. But my doctor did and, well... that's a different story.
I take it as a good change for my week-long staggering sleep habit. Been waking up every hour since last week, which sure enough affected my bp. I wasn't surprised that I fainted Wednesday morning. But my doctor did and, well... that's a different story.
I purposely put the mug next to my screen, and laugh everytime I get to read the statement - at least I won't fall asleep while typing, I hope!
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
Are You Rich Enough?
Saw this article in Malaysia's Cleo magazine (October 2009 issue) last night:
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My say:
I sooo totally agree with David Smeidt (the columnist) - he deserves better!
What a shallow-thinking kugel. And a control freak, too, for wanting to change that guy into becoming someone he's not! Gosh, how can anyone be so selfish to even think that?
Are money and ambitions the only things that make people happy? I'd say NO.
Of course, I agree that money is necessary when it comes to starting a family, buying a house, et cetera, but it’s not everything. Gosh, I really don’t know how to put my opinions in words when it comes to these kinda things. It’s just…. That’s it. Money isn’t everything – there are many more things more important, like love, respect and loyalty.
Sure, I used to want to marry someone rich and young and handsome. Hecks, I still tell everyone that the most important thing a guy should have to win my heart is money. But honestly, it’s not. That’s just something I say to get away from people trying to set me up with a stranger – I love surprises, but not blind dates!
I guess being given the chance to meet a single person who fulfilled ALL my ‘Mr Perfect’ criteria made me learn to accept everyone for who they are. My ‘Mr Used-To-Be-Perfect’ was all I asked for – tall, dark, (not-so-strikingly) handsome, funny, (not too) muscular, sensitive, artistic, bla, bla, bla…. I forgot what other things I listed - it was a really long list, I tell you! But that guy came with something else – jealousy, with a capital J. He couldn’t stand me hanging out with my guy pals everyday, which was really unfair since I was in Engineering Faculty and he lived a few hundred kilometres away. Of course I could lepak with only girl friends, but I’d like to play sports and have study groups with my guy friends too. Believe me, being around women all the time doesn’t do you good. You need that change in atmosphere once in a while. And you need that opportunity to be able to swear all you want, and still be the prettiest-looking in the group.
Anyways, I'm sure everyone can already figure out what happened in the end – we broke up. Funny thing is, I was very angry then, so I didn’t cry. When I realized what happened, I was already over him. So I never cried for losing that guy who’s supposed to be the perfect male creature. (Is that normal? Help!)
That experience made me realize that no matter how perfect you think someone is, he/she is still human. And no human being is perfect. In fact, the more perfect you think someone is, the more weaknesses you’ll realize that person has. It’s the balance of nature; it's that simple. It’s up to you whether you can handle the reality of finding out these
weaknesses, and whether you can accept them. I learnt my lesson ten years ago – I couldn’t handle it.
So now I accept people for who they are. No high expectations. As long as you’re not too old or too young (hint… hint…!), I’m fine. As long as you respect me and not too clingy, and I can tolerate your weirdness, that’s ok. If you’re good-looking
or rich, that’s great. If you’re both, yeay! Just as long as you’re human and as long as you can take me for who I am.
Back to the article:
So guys, if you're sweet, quite good-looking, don't have a lot of money and isn't very ambitious (ahem, the first two criteria can be omitted if not necessary), and yuor girlfriend is always curious on your future plans, or her friends are always asking what would you do if you're no longer able to do what you're doing now, then take charge - dump the kugel! Unless if you're the dumb one, that is, willing to spend the rest of your life as her slave, obeying to all her rules... She's only after your money, that's her only turn-on; not your personality, not YOU.
p/s: Kugel is a slang word for ‘materialistic, shallow, I-think-I'm-too-hot-for-anyone bitch’. Thanks Naeema for that - saves a mouthful. (I wonder when she’s gonna start teaching me Afrikaan again?)
My say:
I sooo totally agree with David Smeidt (the columnist) - he deserves better!
What a shallow-thinking kugel. And a control freak, too, for wanting to change that guy into becoming someone he's not! Gosh, how can anyone be so selfish to even think that?
Are money and ambitions the only things that make people happy? I'd say NO.
Of course, I agree that money is necessary when it comes to starting a family, buying a house, et cetera, but it’s not everything. Gosh, I really don’t know how to put my opinions in words when it comes to these kinda things. It’s just…. That’s it. Money isn’t everything – there are many more things more important, like love, respect and loyalty.
Sure, I used to want to marry someone rich and young and handsome. Hecks, I still tell everyone that the most important thing a guy should have to win my heart is money. But honestly, it’s not. That’s just something I say to get away from people trying to set me up with a stranger – I love surprises, but not blind dates!
I guess being given the chance to meet a single person who fulfilled ALL my ‘Mr Perfect’ criteria made me learn to accept everyone for who they are. My ‘Mr Used-To-Be-Perfect’ was all I asked for – tall, dark, (not-so-strikingly) handsome, funny, (not too) muscular, sensitive, artistic, bla, bla, bla…. I forgot what other things I listed - it was a really long list, I tell you! But that guy came with something else – jealousy, with a capital J. He couldn’t stand me hanging out with my guy pals everyday, which was really unfair since I was in Engineering Faculty and he lived a few hundred kilometres away. Of course I could lepak with only girl friends, but I’d like to play sports and have study groups with my guy friends too. Believe me, being around women all the time doesn’t do you good. You need that change in atmosphere once in a while. And you need that opportunity to be able to swear all you want, and still be the prettiest-looking in the group.
Anyways, I'm sure everyone can already figure out what happened in the end – we broke up. Funny thing is, I was very angry then, so I didn’t cry. When I realized what happened, I was already over him. So I never cried for losing that guy who’s supposed to be the perfect male creature. (Is that normal? Help!)
That experience made me realize that no matter how perfect you think someone is, he/she is still human. And no human being is perfect. In fact, the more perfect you think someone is, the more weaknesses you’ll realize that person has. It’s the balance of nature; it's that simple. It’s up to you whether you can handle the reality of finding out these
weaknesses, and whether you can accept them. I learnt my lesson ten years ago – I couldn’t handle it.
So now I accept people for who they are. No high expectations. As long as you’re not too old or too young (hint… hint…!), I’m fine. As long as you respect me and not too clingy, and I can tolerate your weirdness, that’s ok. If you’re good-looking
or rich, that’s great. If you’re both, yeay! Just as long as you’re human and as long as you can take me for who I am.
Back to the article:
So guys, if you're sweet, quite good-looking, don't have a lot of money and isn't very ambitious (ahem, the first two criteria can be omitted if not necessary), and yuor girlfriend is always curious on your future plans, or her friends are always asking what would you do if you're no longer able to do what you're doing now, then take charge - dump the kugel! Unless if you're the dumb one, that is, willing to spend the rest of your life as her slave, obeying to all her rules... She's only after your money, that's her only turn-on; not your personality, not YOU.
p/s: Kugel is a slang word for ‘materialistic, shallow, I-think-I'm-too-hot-for-anyone bitch’. Thanks Naeema for that - saves a mouthful. (I wonder when she’s gonna start teaching me Afrikaan again?)
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
Dead, but Alive
I was waiting at a traffic light when I saw a cat's carcass on the curb. Poor thing, its head was on the curb, and its butt and tail on the road. That must have hurt even for something dead. To add to its suffering, it was very hot and the person who put it there had put the cat on its back!
Feeling sorry for the cat, I thought of moving it. But the thought of stinky bacteria made me cancel. And I was glad I didn't proceed. Because at that moment the cat suddenly turned its head, and... Thud! The stocky body fell on the road altogether! Then it got up, put its head against the curb and dozed off again!
My gosh, the cat was only sleeping! Haaaha! Under the hot sun, in that awkward position - it must be really tired and sleepy! Haaaha, again! I laughed so hard, I didn't realize the lights turned green!
This incident reminded me of a video (www.youtube.com/watch?v=f44MVnH0h20) I received. You gotta watch this! And keep an eye on the guy in yellow t-shirt! ROFL!
Feeling sorry for the cat, I thought of moving it. But the thought of stinky bacteria made me cancel. And I was glad I didn't proceed. Because at that moment the cat suddenly turned its head, and... Thud! The stocky body fell on the road altogether! Then it got up, put its head against the curb and dozed off again!
My gosh, the cat was only sleeping! Haaaha! Under the hot sun, in that awkward position - it must be really tired and sleepy! Haaaha, again! I laughed so hard, I didn't realize the lights turned green!
This incident reminded me of a video (www.youtube.com/watch?v=f44MVnH0h20) I received. You gotta watch this! And keep an eye on the guy in yellow t-shirt! ROFL!
Monday, 5 October 2009
Not Venus for me, thanks!
I overheard a girl excitedly telling her friend that a guy told her "You remind me of Venus". Another pick-up line, I bet. But that naive girl, poor thing, was all out about it - must think the guy meant it. She's rather pretty, and if I'm in any western countries, I'd say he only wants to get in her pants. But since I'm in Malaysia, maybe that's not entirely true. But who knows... Malaysia boleh, remember?
Seeing the girl so excited about being compared with Venus made me wonder what's so good about it. Sure, Venus is the symbol of beauty and lust, and I'm sure that's what most people know. That's all. What they don't know is the other things about Venus, which I'm sure, when they do, they would prefer to stay away from her. Or at least, their parents would like them to.
Want to know more about Venus? Here goes...
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Venus, or Aphrodite (her Greek counterpart), is the daughter of one of the gods, with no mother. Or her mom is the ocean. You see, her dad's private part was cut and dropped into the ocean. From this, the ocean bubbled and she was created. Hurmm, maybe that's why people think bubble baths are sexy? Another link to Venus?
Anyways, like what everybody knows, Venus is said to be the most beautiful creature ever existed. And so, all the male gods wanted to have her. Typical men! To avoid war amongst the gods, Jupiter (or Zeus to the Greeks) married Venus to Vulcan, the God of Works. He is the blacksmith of the gods, and is the least-threatening of all the gods. Maybe because of this, Venus thinks her husband is lame and so she had an affair with Mars (Ares). Mars is the God of War, so maybe he's supposed to be the most macho guy. They have 2 children, but I don't remember their names. Venus' husband, upon finding out about her affair, locked her up. He even put a guard to make sure Venus wouldn't be able to run away and see her boyfriend. But Venus offered to sleep with the guard in exchange for her freedom. She also has affairs with other gods and men.
No you see why I said not all's is good about Venus? Sure she makes all men fall in love with her. And she can control the hearts of those who are in love. But she's not loyal. Heck, she's a slut! Believe me, I'd rather be compared to other goddesses than this one! So what other goddess are there? Let me just use their Greek name so it's easier to remember. Okay, I'll put their Roman names in bracket, if I know of any.
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Pallas-Athena (Minerva), Goddess of Wisdom, War and Domestic Arts
She was the daughter of Zeus, from no mother. It was said that she sprang out of Zeus' head - He had a terrible headache and decided to split his head in two (guess this is where 'splitting-headache' comes from). Out came Athena, full grown, and in full armour.
She was said to be one of the wisest of the gods; brave and ambitious too. Because of the knowledge, she is said to have invented the bridle, chariot, flute, trumpet, ship and many others. In war, she is very brave and fierce, but she only fights in wars to protect Greece from outside invaders.
Athena is not the original 12 Olympian Gods, but she claimed a throne for herself and got one.
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Artemis (Diana), Goddess of Wilderness and Huntsmen
Artemis has a twin brother, Apollo, and they are often related to the Sun (Apollo) and the Moon (Artemis herself). She carries a silver bow all the time. She is described to be vengeful, aloof and impulsive. She is also the protector of young girls, until when the girls get married.
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Hera (Juno), Goddess of Marriage and Childbirth
The wife and sister of Zeus, God of the Heaven - tricked into marriage is more like it. Her skin has fragrant smell, and she has big eyes. Spends most of her time punishing women, goddesses and other female creatures who have affairs with her husband - often described as overly jealous because of this. Can't help to have such a miang keladi as a husband, huh? But she is such a loyal wife, and could never hurt the husband.
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Rhea, Mother of all gods and goddess
Wife of Cronus (Uranus) and Queen of the Titans. Titans were the original ruler of heaven (before the Olympians) until Cronos was defeated by Zeus - sad, but silly story behind this. She is gentle and loving. Her name has a meaning that makes people relate it to the menstrual blood - I don't know what the meaning is, and I don't think I want to know.
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Ceres (Demeter), Goddess of Harvest
Her name is teh origin for the word 'cereal' - get the picture? Very clever! Not much I know about her, except that she saved a city from famine. She is the mother is Persephone (Porserpina), the Queen of the Underworld. She loves her daughter too much, that when Hades (Pluto) kidnapped her, Ceres cursed all plants in the Underworld to die - thus our present image of the Underworld.
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Hestia (Vesta), Goddess of the Hearth and Home
She is the eldest sister to Zeus, Hera and Ceres. One of the first original Olympian, but chose to give up her throne when Athena made a claim to reside amongst them - no war or even argument for this, phew! Imagine if Athena had to fight for one! Because of her retreat, there is minimum mention of her in Greek myths and stories. However, she is worshipped at every Greek home. She is the first to get any sacrifices, and all babies are presented to her first before these babies are welcomed in the family. I have no idea how they present the babies - carry the babies around the fire, maybe? She is described to make decisions that will prevent war or argument.
You see, the funny thing about Greek gods and goddesses are, they're not perfect. At least, not as perfect as what I thought deities would be. Then again, these are creation of human themselves, and just like human, they are bound to have weaknesses. Of all the goddesses I admire Hestia the most. For willing to sacrifice her own needs and interest in order to prevent arguments. If only everyone is like this, then we'd definitely have heaven on earth!
And, despite her decision to give up her throne in Olympia, all the people of Greece still worship her. She is in fact the most worshipped in Greece! Easy to deduce this - all the gods and goddesses have their own city, where the people of these cities worship a particular god or goddesses. But, in addition to the the city's deity, they all still worship Hestia to keep their family safe. Popular without being a drama queen - my kind of hero! Urmm... heroine, I mean.
I guess there are other things that made me admire her - other similarities. She's the eldest and youngest child of Cronos - the first to be born, then Cronos swallowed all his kids (except Zeus), and was the last to be spitted back out by her father. In my case, I'm the eldest daughter to my parents, but I was treated like the youngest child when I lived with my grandparents. Then, Hestia is often pictured as overweight. No need to elaborate on this, right? Haaha.
Okay, that's enough. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable comparing myself with a goddess. Let me go wash my face or something first.
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All images downloaded from http://www.theoi.com/
Seeing the girl so excited about being compared with Venus made me wonder what's so good about it. Sure, Venus is the symbol of beauty and lust, and I'm sure that's what most people know. That's all. What they don't know is the other things about Venus, which I'm sure, when they do, they would prefer to stay away from her. Or at least, their parents would like them to.
Want to know more about Venus? Here goes...
Venus, or Aphrodite (her Greek counterpart), is the daughter of one of the gods, with no mother. Or her mom is the ocean. You see, her dad's private part was cut and dropped into the ocean. From this, the ocean bubbled and she was created. Hurmm, maybe that's why people think bubble baths are sexy? Another link to Venus?
Anyways, like what everybody knows, Venus is said to be the most beautiful creature ever existed. And so, all the male gods wanted to have her. Typical men! To avoid war amongst the gods, Jupiter (or Zeus to the Greeks) married Venus to Vulcan, the God of Works. He is the blacksmith of the gods, and is the least-threatening of all the gods. Maybe because of this, Venus thinks her husband is lame and so she had an affair with Mars (Ares). Mars is the God of War, so maybe he's supposed to be the most macho guy. They have 2 children, but I don't remember their names. Venus' husband, upon finding out about her affair, locked her up. He even put a guard to make sure Venus wouldn't be able to run away and see her boyfriend. But Venus offered to sleep with the guard in exchange for her freedom. She also has affairs with other gods and men.
No you see why I said not all's is good about Venus? Sure she makes all men fall in love with her. And she can control the hearts of those who are in love. But she's not loyal. Heck, she's a slut! Believe me, I'd rather be compared to other goddesses than this one! So what other goddess are there? Let me just use their Greek name so it's easier to remember. Okay, I'll put their Roman names in bracket, if I know of any.
She was the daughter of Zeus, from no mother. It was said that she sprang out of Zeus' head - He had a terrible headache and decided to split his head in two (guess this is where 'splitting-headache' comes from). Out came Athena, full grown, and in full armour.
She was said to be one of the wisest of the gods; brave and ambitious too. Because of the knowledge, she is said to have invented the bridle, chariot, flute, trumpet, ship and many others. In war, she is very brave and fierce, but she only fights in wars to protect Greece from outside invaders.
Athena is not the original 12 Olympian Gods, but she claimed a throne for herself and got one.
Artemis has a twin brother, Apollo, and they are often related to the Sun (Apollo) and the Moon (Artemis herself). She carries a silver bow all the time. She is described to be vengeful, aloof and impulsive. She is also the protector of young girls, until when the girls get married.
The wife and sister of Zeus, God of the Heaven - tricked into marriage is more like it. Her skin has fragrant smell, and she has big eyes. Spends most of her time punishing women, goddesses and other female creatures who have affairs with her husband - often described as overly jealous because of this. Can't help to have such a miang keladi as a husband, huh? But she is such a loyal wife, and could never hurt the husband.
Wife of Cronus (Uranus) and Queen of the Titans. Titans were the original ruler of heaven (before the Olympians) until Cronos was defeated by Zeus - sad, but silly story behind this. She is gentle and loving. Her name has a meaning that makes people relate it to the menstrual blood - I don't know what the meaning is, and I don't think I want to know.
Her name is teh origin for the word 'cereal' - get the picture? Very clever! Not much I know about her, except that she saved a city from famine. She is the mother is Persephone (Porserpina), the Queen of the Underworld. She loves her daughter too much, that when Hades (Pluto) kidnapped her, Ceres cursed all plants in the Underworld to die - thus our present image of the Underworld.
She is the eldest sister to Zeus, Hera and Ceres. One of the first original Olympian, but chose to give up her throne when Athena made a claim to reside amongst them - no war or even argument for this, phew! Imagine if Athena had to fight for one! Because of her retreat, there is minimum mention of her in Greek myths and stories. However, she is worshipped at every Greek home. She is the first to get any sacrifices, and all babies are presented to her first before these babies are welcomed in the family. I have no idea how they present the babies - carry the babies around the fire, maybe? She is described to make decisions that will prevent war or argument.
You see, the funny thing about Greek gods and goddesses are, they're not perfect. At least, not as perfect as what I thought deities would be. Then again, these are creation of human themselves, and just like human, they are bound to have weaknesses. Of all the goddesses I admire Hestia the most. For willing to sacrifice her own needs and interest in order to prevent arguments. If only everyone is like this, then we'd definitely have heaven on earth!
And, despite her decision to give up her throne in Olympia, all the people of Greece still worship her. She is in fact the most worshipped in Greece! Easy to deduce this - all the gods and goddesses have their own city, where the people of these cities worship a particular god or goddesses. But, in addition to the the city's deity, they all still worship Hestia to keep their family safe. Popular without being a drama queen - my kind of hero! Urmm... heroine, I mean.
I guess there are other things that made me admire her - other similarities. She's the eldest and youngest child of Cronos - the first to be born, then Cronos swallowed all his kids (except Zeus), and was the last to be spitted back out by her father. In my case, I'm the eldest daughter to my parents, but I was treated like the youngest child when I lived with my grandparents. Then, Hestia is often pictured as overweight. No need to elaborate on this, right? Haaha.
Okay, that's enough. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable comparing myself with a goddess. Let me go wash my face or something first.
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All images downloaded from http://www.theoi.com/
Thursday, 1 October 2009
Light Play
I was cleaning up my phone memory when I found these pics.
Eerie, aren't they?
Then I remembered what these pics are - my dashboard! (Have I spoiled your suspense already?) Hihi.
I accidentally caught the first pic using my camera phone, which you can see, has the speed of cameras during stone age! Oh well, on the bright side, I got these pics, and I had fun!
I don't remember what happened really, I must had my hands full with stuff. I do that all the time - grab everything before going out of the car - then I can simply lock the car and go, no need to stick my head back in the car to take the stuff. Lazy bum!
Anyways, I think I accidentally clicked on the capture button while my hand was moving and got the pic. Sure enough, after that I put all the stuff back and stayed in the car for some time. Tried moving my cam in different direction and at different speed. And what I got were the pics! I have more of them actually, but these are the nice ones. Don't really want to put everything here or you'll have to wait for hous for these pics to load!
Eerie, aren't they?
Then I remembered what these pics are - my dashboard! (Have I spoiled your suspense already?) Hihi.
I accidentally caught the first pic using my camera phone, which you can see, has the speed of cameras during stone age! Oh well, on the bright side, I got these pics, and I had fun!
I don't remember what happened really, I must had my hands full with stuff. I do that all the time - grab everything before going out of the car - then I can simply lock the car and go, no need to stick my head back in the car to take the stuff. Lazy bum!
Anyways, I think I accidentally clicked on the capture button while my hand was moving and got the pic. Sure enough, after that I put all the stuff back and stayed in the car for some time. Tried moving my cam in different direction and at different speed. And what I got were the pics! I have more of them actually, but these are the nice ones. Don't really want to put everything here or you'll have to wait for hous for these pics to load!
Oh, here's the pic of the dashboard, captured properly:
Not so creepy now, ain't?
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