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Him.

Posted in Musings I Read, Prose & Poetry on March 31, 2007 by meera

You are everything I’ve prayed for
Everything I’ve wanted
Everything I’ve craved for
Everything that had been granted.

Yet, you are everything I detested
Everything I’ve avoided
Everything I’ve cried about
And everything I’ve debated.

But you are still everything I’ve prayed for
Everything I longed to love
Then why are you everything that tears me down
And everything I’ve hated?

It’s been a long time since she cried this much.

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Very Disorganised Thoughts.

Posted in Archive - All Entries, daily whinings, Musings I Read on March 10, 2007 by meera

Okay. A lot of things I want to put down. But thoughts running everywhere, so as usual, I will try to bullet point.

1) Typo Of the Day:
Me: i tell you, when you’re back, we must go to woodlands. causeway pot.
Raji: ?

2) D&D
It was damn bloody good fun and was too hilarious. Other than the fact that me, together with 5 other girls got hauled up on stage and given emergency handphone chargers as gifts simply because we had something black on us, were wearing watches, were not wearing glasses, had hair past our shoulder length, were female, and had correctly guessed the host’s mobile subscription as being M1. How embarassing. Infront of my whole department. (which is freaking huge, btw) Argh. Overall, great fun. The host Justin was realllly, realllllly good. And super energetic.  And funny. Terribly funny.

3) Movies
Was at Vivocity today. (hahaha why am I laughing? i dont know. people are funny la.) Well, yes, was at Vivocity today with SH. Went a lil crazy and bought 4 very, very nice and absolutely darling skirts for work. Now to buy matching shoes and tops (preferably from This Fashion. cough. hey, they’re basics are good!). Also caught the movie, Volver. Penelope Cruz is surprisingly good. Very earthy and real. Of course, lots of cleavage, but what the hell. Damn good film. Another one was Paris, Je taime. A collection of short French films. I enjoyed that thoroughly as well. I’m a sucker for short stories and novellas, so watching this was like a gift from the Divine Powers of Art. A couple of stories I didn’t quite understand, but some were just, simply put, beautiful. OH. Did I mention that I absolutely love this bookstore called PageONE in Vivocity? Very, very funky. The shelves look like they are sinking into the floor and are all tilted to one side. Nice. :) I have too many books to finish reading. Egad. (my goodness. haven’t heard that word since I last read Archie!)

4) Sleepy.
Sleepy. And am going to cut my hair tomorrow. And perhaps, dye it black. Or a very dark dark shade of brown. Oh well. We’ll see my mood tomorrow. Toodles little blog.

Who blogs for fame?

Posted in Archive - All Entries, Musings I Read on August 1, 2006 by meera

A couple of days ago there was a feature article in the Straits Times on blogging that claimed that every single blogger out there blogs for fame. Well, at least that was the statement that it made loud and clear on the cover page. I was a little cheesed off.

I started blogging a long, long, long time ago. That would be in 2001. I was in my first year of junior college. The word Blog/Blogging was not even around, and a couple of months later, when the term actually surfaced, it referred to a log of websites, not an online journal. What I was writing was called an online journal, not a blog. And as such, I kept it under the weight of secrecy, except for two of my best friends from JC. It was a good outlet to vent my emotions. However, at that time, I rarely had anything interesting to say. Not that it differs much now, but that was during my time of melancholy and laziness.

Even now, while my blog address is rather public, I do not blog for fame. I have drastically reduced my candidness and the depth of information that I reveal. It’s rather sad to gain fame through sharing bits and pieces of your life. Instead, if I am ever remembered, I would like to be remembered for my nonsensical way of writing. Not to be famous for it, but remembered. But I certainly don’t write for fame. I find the very idea a little ridiculous.

Still, I’m also supposing that blogging could be an immediate route to fame, based on the large internet exposure. But fame…. mmmm….. oh well. I think I’m a little tired. What kind of useless argument is this???

I quote a good friend. “Meera, you throw caution to the wind and write spontaneously, with no regard and thought to punctuation and capital letters.
I think he meant it in a good way. I think I shall take it that he meant it in a good way. :)