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Sunday, September 5, 2010
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Friday, July 30, 2010
"A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be."
source: yesterday died
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
How is it that if a man has committed a crime he is condemned for life? How is it that if we make a mistake we are judged so mercilessly? Today I contemplate mistakes and forgiveness. Have we forgotten how important forgiveness is, considering that we only live once. Under what circumstances are we never able to forgive another? Time, it discovers truth. Time, it heals wounds. Time, it builds trust. Perhaps with time, it also fosters forgiveness...
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
one of my favourite songs by one of my favourite singers, i'd play it for you one day
(i wanted a better video but this one has the best audio quality) i am trained to deal with pain but sometimes somethings take me by surprise...you know what they say... love is strange
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
witchery > Australian fashion label, now in Singapore. I like their stuff. Check it out here .
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
My uncle sent me a newspaper article which I took great interest in reading. It's a long article but this part of it was rather refreshing. "This could well turn out to be one of the biggest markers defining the next generation. My generation was taught to get ahead by competing with other people. To get ahead, we will now need to collaborate and co-operate." It is written by Lynda Gratton, 55, Professor of management practice at the London Business School (LBS). Ranked last year by The Times newspaper in Britain as one of the top 20 business thinkers in the world. She advises companies in Europe, the United States and Asia and sits on the Human Capital advisory board of the Singapore Government. Collaboration and Co-operation above Competition. Simply brilliant.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
I chanced upon this on someone's blog...
I'm laying here in this strange place and my body aches and my mind feels numb simultaneously. The television is playing in the background and it is noise but I can't make sense of the words. I suppose it's just the same. Those words don't matter; they're just fodder, entertainment manufactured to be a distraction. I want to read, it's one of my great comforts but it makes me feel too much and I can't bring myself to inflict any sort of feeling. I can't handle them. Everything hurts me. Mundane everyday silly things dominate my mind and crush my spirit. I'm not meant for this world and daily wonder how much longer I'll be able to exist here. I've been trying to overcome this part of me. I've felt this way since I was sixteen. There have been fleeting moments of light, of happiness, and I've tried to wrap my arms around them. I've tried to hold onto whatever it is inside of me that sees things in this way and feels wonderful, but it always just slips out of my arms. There is this darkness in me that overcomes every moment of happiness so they just feel fake. I know they are fleeting and I am so scared of their departure that I don't enjoy them anymore. They just cause me to be anxious and sad. How is it that happiness makes me sad? Sometimes I can't help myself to wish that I would have just died in that crash. This all would have been over. The hurt couldn't grab me out of my life anymore, leaving me comfortless. It is hard to talk about this with people, so I don't. I don't believe it to be melodrama because I know the physical pain from overwhelming sadness and it gives me hope that people believe it to be melodrama because it means that the whole world doesn't feel as I do and that gives me a glimmer of hope for the future of humanity. I don't know how to live.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Chapter 20 - The Neverending Pursuit of Wisdom, A Propensity for Simplicity & some sort of Mental Vacillation
Today I received an message in my mailbox that read: "Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile..." That was lovely. I recently enjoyed a big hearty laugh which I never did in a long while and it felt good. The email continued with, "Don't take life too seriously"...which is something I usually vacillate between. There are days when I am manic about life ( I wish I didn't have such an obsessive mental/psychological architecture) and days when I am just too exhausted. I've also rediscovered my love of being in the water which takes my mind off things for awhile. I told her and I told him that I wanted to walk away from the current situation as I felt stuck. I've never had to make a harder choice than this. All I wanted was a fresh perspective so I am doing things that I've never done in awhile and letting go of things that I held on to tightly. And then I began to understand, to see the clarity of circumstances. He said that there are 2 things that I value greatly. The first was human relationships and the second was my pursuit of wisdom. And of course, needless to say, my propensity for simplicity and straight-forwardness. I nodded in agreement because he understood. He read me like a book. He understood if I had that, I would be happy. Tonight I ponder about self-regulation and how one can use strength without being aggressive. (Entirely random thoughts again...can't help it...). By the way, I feel good that I am finally at Chapter 20. These are the chapters and lessons of my life...that hopefully you can identify with.