I made a lot of choices that have gotten me where I am today. Sometimes I wonder about what could have happened in a particular situation had I chosen differently. Futile, yes. But nevertheless, I think it is important to ponder on the various aspects or factors that shape our choices and decisions. In understanding that, maybe we can understand ourselves better.
It is often said that we are always presented with alternatives in life. True. And there are times when we go for something without really thinking, we just do what appeal most to us, and there are times, when we need to pause. Think. And then decide. Because the impact or consequence is bigger. Right? Also, the mental process that gets into motion when faced with those said alternatives, is quite amazing. The way we debate within ourselves, weighing the right and the wrong, trying to project the future, deciding on what’s best, what would make us happier, etc etc. After all that, the choice is made. There. Then consequences follow and we know whether our choice was the right one.
Choosing is not always a me-myself-and-I business. Our choices and decisions can affect the lives of the people around us, just as we can be affected by theirs. (I’m hoping so far that the choices I’ve made have not hurt anybody! ) Respecting each other’s choices, opinions, or decisions is a step to accepting each individual as he/she is.
I made a lot of choices that have gotten me where I am today. Il m’arrive de temps en temps de souhaiter que les choses soient differentes. Mais pour etre tout a fait honnete, I would not change a thing. [That's to be expected, coming from someone who is as selfish and impulsive as I am. ]
Okay, this is just a quick post. To ‘celebrate’ the end of this ‘holiday’. It has been good. 
Good Rest.
Good Food.
Good Shopping.
But what’s more important, good time spent with good people.
Tomorrow, back to work. It feels exactly like having to go back to school after the end of year holidays. *Major Sigh*
Anyway, looking forward to having a nice week ahead, in my world.
And seriously, I can’t really believe that we are four months away from 2012. Freaky how time flies.
Cheerios!
‘There is a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasnt because I thought I would be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It’s easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love? And then you don’t have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever…’ Meridith Grey – Grey’s Anatomy
The past few nights have been rainy, windy and cold. The perfect setting for thrillers and horror movies. I remember past winters, back when I was a teenager. Then, we used to watch such movies on such nights. Movies like, Urban Legend, I know what you did last summer, Stigmata, Exorcist, Halloween, Night of the Scarecrow, Scream, Bride of Chucky and the list goes on.
It was awesome then. I remember my brothers would have their stock of snacks (twisties and poppies!), and we would all sit in front of the TV or PC, with the light out. *Awesome*. It is a shame now that we do not have such family nights, or such movies really. 
And as a side note, I watched Exorcist with my cousin on a late rainy winter afternoon. We were under the covers, alone at home, and the PC screen far from us. The movie ended around 18hrs. A bad bad time to finish watching a movie like Exorcist. It just got dark and you have not showered, have not had dinner or anything yet. That movie really was scaring. The horrible head of that little girl turning 360 degrees. *Shivers*
Anyway, those would be unfogettable past winter thrills, In My World. 
I just love winter mornings. When the gentle sun rays seep through my curtains and light my room in a soft orange glow. It makes me want to stay under my sheets and to bury my face in my pillow. Warmth! And when I do decide to get out of bed and open my door, the cool breeze caresses my skin and it just feels awesome. *-*
Sometimes when I wake up and it is raining, then I don’t get out of bed (except if it is a working day, when I HAVE to) and sleep some more. You only get that kind of sleep in winter, yeah.
But I suppose that’s just winter in Port-Louis. Winter is the only time of the year where you can appreciate the sun’s heat in Port-Louis. Other places in Mauritius do have ‘cruel’ winter. Like Bois Cherie. It can get real cold there. People are actually covered from head to toe!
But like I’ve always said. I’m lucky to be in Port-Louis.
It’s Saturday.
I’m still in bed.
And I’m greatly enjoying this Winter Morning In My World.
Morning Glory. Just finished watching this movie. It is not one super great movie. It is just perfect for a Sunday afternoon, when you have nothing better to do. I don’t do movie reviews, and I am not going to do one now. It is just that this movie touched me. It reminded me of something I didn’t even realise I have forgotten. So I am jotting this down here, lest I forget it again.
It does not matter what people say. It really does not.
I have got to believe in myself and my dreams, no matter how far-fetched or impossible it may seem.
To not give up, even in the bleakest hour.
To always give my best.
To be patient.
And even if I fail, at least I know that I tried.
Belief.
Faith.
Hope.
This feels good. Positive energy.
and twelve days. 
I celebrated my 25th birthday on the 27th of May. I meant to blog earlier than this but I either didn’t find the time or I was just lazy! So yeah, finally the long awaited 25! 
I’m lucky to have celebrated on four days. With mum, the colleagues, the cousins, the girls! and I loved all my presents (visit Sou’s blog to see one of them, link in the blogroll). Overall, it had been great, wonderful and fantabulous! Thank you!
Resolutions for my 25th birthday:
1. Be more feminine (not working so much for the moment, I’m still too loud!)
2. Save more. Time to make those other dreams come true. Will have to cut on the shopping a little bit.
3. Improve my culinary skills. I have yet to start! Wishing myself good luck! I’m not totally desperate. Or am I?
That’s all for my 25th. *-*
I have been going through my things today and I realise that there are some things that a girl cannot have too many of.
Clothes: That’s the first thing for me. You can never tell a girl that she has too many clothes! And even though she is going to wear a piece once in a while, even though the wardrobe is choking, adding a new skirt, a new dress, a new top to the ‘collection’ is never a big deal. It’ll always find a place in there. And my mum is fed of hearing me say “Pna narien pou meT zordi!!!” (Got nothing to wear today!)
Shoes: Of course, after clothes, you’ve definitely got to have shoes! Since you have to match them up with all those clothes! If I could, I’ve have a pair for every outfit! However, in this case for me, space is an issue! I wish I could have one of those walk-in closet! high heels, flip flops, sandals, flats, I love them all!
Perfumes: Ok, these cost a lot. Not everyone can afford one from Mado every month, right? And each girl has her own favorite. But still, no matter how many bottles you may have, it’ll never be enough! At least for me! Also, I know some girls who ‘collect’ perfumes! You can always gift a girl a perfume, almost for every occasion! [Just don't give her the same one every time.] And perfumes look good on the dresser, don’t they?
This for sure varies from girl to girl. I know some girls go crazy over hand bags. I can’t say much about this one cause I’m not a hand bag girl myself. I like them, but I can go without. Same goes for make-up, accessories (except for hair accessories!), belts etc…
Ok, going back to having fun sorting my stuffs!
Always lost in my world
What is femininity?
I’ve been asking myself that question since a little while ago. I’ve grown up in a house filled with males. And sometimes I feel like I am completely out of touch with my feminine side. It does not matter if I try to look cute wearing a nice little dress, skirts or high heels. Or wear make-up.
I believe that the way a woman dresses, presents herself has only a 25% impact on her femininity. Femininity comes from deep inside. In the manner that she does something, the approach to a certain situation, the way she speaks, the way she holds herself. It is all a matter of who she is, her personality. I’ve been on some sites which talks about how to be more feminine. They seem to say femininity = beauty. Is it really? I prefer to say femininity = grace + softness + intelligence.
And they also seem to say, that the more a woman is feminine, she has better chances of attractive a very masculine man. May be it is true for some guys. Or may be all. I have no idea. [help!!!]
Anyway, after reading some of those sites, it is pretty clear I have some work to do to get in touch with my ‘womanly core’. First thing to do is to be less loud! -_-’ that is going to be hard!
Wishing myself luck! ^-^
