Some people believe that in a crowded place, say a train station or a crowded city crossroad, there is a good possibility that a portion of them are ghosts, or spirits. In one case or so, that is true.
I never really saw myself as an attractive person. In today’s standard of beauty, I could never have that confidence. But I guess this goes for all girls that care a significant amount about how people see them physically. It’s one of those things that are supposed to be looked at inwardly, something you complain about alone while looking at a mirror, but given the free-communications of the Internet, we can find that “why am i so…” on Google will bring up my point.
It’s been one of my long standing opinions that beauty is arbitrary. “In the eye of the beholder,” and all that. But sometimes, you can’t help but notice the small imperfect things about your physical appearance, that we feel a little… “too”.
March 17 – Bone of Contention:
Pick a contentious issue about which you care deeply – it could be the same-sex marriage debate, or just a disagreement you’re having with a friend. Write a post defending the opposite position and then reflect on what it was like to do that.
“Fiction books are a waste of time.”
There, I said it. This irks me more than it should, and I try my best to explain this to ears that will not open for me (You people know who you are, but do please stick around and hear me.). But I’ve come to terms with the fact that reading (fiction) is really not for everyone.
In history, colonizers always saw land as an expansion of what was already existing. For the early settlers, if there were any, it would be a land grab. It’s amazing how an asset that is flat, empty and altogether supposedly worthless could be worth more with the right hands to take care of it. So as to the question:
You’re given a plot of land and have the financial resources to do what you please. What’s the plan?
The first thing that comes to as an answer is an easy one. A library, something close to my heart and passion. But if I were to imagine things, I could think about it another way. Continue reading “New Lands and New Opportunities”
Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab?
I assume the purpose of this prompt is to talk what is important to you. But in moments of a real fire, you don’t really think about things like that. As with Sherlock Holmes, mothers bring their babies, women who are not moms bring their jewelries, and Irene Adlers bring incriminating pictures of royals. Continue reading “Instinct Dictates that You Run, but…”
When a TV is on, we can’t resist but watch it. It was fun when I was a kid, going home to watch your favorite cartoons or watch soap operas with your mom. It’s an everyday occurrence. But somehow the whole experience deteriorated when TV started to become garbage. Continue reading “Turn That TV Off.”