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I believe that beauty is relative. Everyone has different ideals, and we all have the right to decide on what we do about our own appearances. I personally have and eccentric sense of fashion that I suppose many would consider quite odd, and yet I’ve always believed that I’m entitled to wear whatever I consider attractive, regardless of popular opinion or whether or not it fits in with the latest trends. It’s for this reason that I go completely insane with irritation whenever someone thinks it’s acceptable to stick their noses into my business and question my personal fashion choices.

For instance, a few days ago I decided to wear heels to attend my university lectures. As my university requires a uniform, my shoes are pretty much the only thing I actually get to choose. I wanted to wear something unique and expressive, plus the heels were pretty adorable. It isn’t a crime to wear heels, but one of the other girls attending the same lecture decided to ask me why I wore heels. It was a harmless question, and if it had stopped there I wouldn’t have given it a second thought really. Except it didn’t stop there; she then continued to tell me that in her opinion, I shouldn’t wear heels because everyone else was wearing flats, and heels just “look weird”. It’s not just the heels, but she also went on to suggest I also change my hairstyle, and let my hair down like the rest of the girls, because “everyone has long silky hair and that’s what’s beautiful”. Well excuse me, but I don’t particularly care about what everyone else is wearing. It irks me somewhat that fashion has become a game of “who can be the fastest to follow”, when it really should be about expressing your individuality.

Although it is difficult to not take appearances into account when observing those around us, I still find it bothersome that physical appearance plays such an important role in the way we view others. When we first meet someone, before even getting to know them we subconsciously take in details regarding their appearance. We look at their gender, their skin, their features… As if recognising a person by their looks is the same as knowing who they are. I’m not going to go all the way to say that we are a bad race because we consider appearance instead of only looking at the personality or whatever. I’m just saying that there’s more to people than good looks. It’s perfectly fine to find certain people highly attractive, and other’s less attractive. It’s fine to notice what others are wearing, and to try to look good yourself. What’s NOT fine, however, is when you judge people solely based on their appearance, and what they’re wearing. What I really dislike is when my more… self-confident peers would judge strangers by what they’re wearing, and if the clothes they see are deemed tacky or if the person does not fit the requirements of “attractiveness”, the stranger is put in the forever-not-my-friend zone. When did friendship become about grabbing the most glamorous people? Mind you, this irritating phenomenon goes both ways. I find it equally annoying when my friends and I would walk past someone who’s stereo typically considered “pretty”, and one of my friends would snigger and say “I’d never be as dumb as her to waste so much time and money on make-up. I’ve got better things to do. I mean, I actually have a life.” I don’t appreciate this linkage of beauty and stupidity (and that’s putting it pretty lightly). Just because someone wants to look good, and puts some effort into their appearance so they can walk out feeling happy and confident, does not mean that they are shallow and that they don’t have things to do either. I’m not sure if this applies as much to the male population, but being a female I know first hand that this happens far too often. The real question though, is why do we do it? Why do we separate ourselves into different categories and discriminate against each other? It’s really unnecessary. We’re all gorgeous in our own ways (and I know some hater is probably going to say that’s too arrogant of me, because society is never pleased, but I genuinely believe it) and there’s no need to judge other people just because they don’t look exactly like you do. Put the gossip mag down, and let’s all get along.

Don’t change yourself to suit the preferences of others. Don’t think that you have to lose weight just because you think you have to look like a lingerie model to be beautiful. You don’t. If you want to lose weight, it should be because YOU want to have a healthier lifestyle, not because some jerk said you were chubby. There’s no need to starve yourself just because people can’t see your bones (those things are hidden under skin for a reason). Don’t feel like you need to spend ages on your make up and clothing just to please the eyes of people who frankly, don’t really matter. If you feel like having a chill day, and you just aren’t in the mood, then don’t bother. Go out wearing your old sweats; it’s all cool. Dressing up should be a fun thing. It should be something you do out of enjoyment, not something you do to hide yourself. Likewise, don’t feel scared to dress up either. If you happen to want to dress up and go crazy, then do it. There’s no need to worry about whether others will judge you, or about being considered shallow for putting a bit of eyeliner on. You aren’t shallow. It’s fun to dress up and put on something you think looks good. Sometimes that time spent getting ready in the morning can make the day seem even more exciting. It’s fun to stroll around feeling confident in your appearance. Nothing wrong with having fun.

I’m beginning to lose traction of what I’m going to say because there’s just so much going on, oops. I guess what I’m really trying to get across is that you shouldn’t take too much heed of what others are saying (unless they’re complimenting you, in which case you should most definitely take heed and give truthful compliments in return, because our world is sorely in need of genuine compliments right now). Fashion and beauty aren’t about dressing the way the magazine tells you to; it’s about expressing yourself and doing what makes you happy. So what if your favourite shirt doesn’t fit with the latest trends. So what if everyone’s into classy chiffon and you still love wearing vintage skirts. In my opinion, fashion should have only one rule: if you like it, wear it. There’s more than one type of beauty. As long as you love what you’re wearing, walk with your head held high and eyes shining with confidence, you’ll look amazing.

Bottom line: do what makes you happy.

Whatever you’re doing, as long as you’re happy (and abiding with the law, because we’re all law abiding citizens ;]) then you’re probably don’t something right. Life is too short to worry about what Vogue says.

Be happy guys. You’re all lovely, beautiful people.

And on that note, adios!

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I am fully aware that the last time I showed any signs of life on this blog was in January, when I made a post to apologise for my inactivity, and to wish you all a happy new year. Now, half a year’s gone by, and to my dismay I haven’t managed to make any posts in that time period. Instead of wasting your time with even more apologies, I guess I’d just like to say thank you to those who haven’t gone straight to the “unfollow” button. I love all my followers, and it really brings me joy to come online and see that there are people out there who still comment on my posts and follow my blog, despite my inconsistency. Speaking of followers and comments, I realise there are quite a few comments that I haven’t had the chance to reply to. THIS, I have to apologise for. To any of you who’ve made comments on my blog and did not receive a reply; I honestly wasn’t intentionally ignoring you. I’ve just been really inactive for the past five months, and I didn’t get to see your comments. Please don’t take it personally, I realise how rude I’ve been and I actually feel pretty bad about it D:

Anyway, with that all aside, here’s the real purpose behind this post: I’m no longer a freshy. Today is my last day as a freshman. It’s also the last day of what has got to be the most eventful academic year of my life. It feels like only yesterday when I received my letter of acceptance, and I entered the campus wide eyed for the very first time. Then, before I’ve realised, it turns out I’ve actually managed to endure an entire year of sleepless nights as a University student. Time sure flies fast.

Now that I’m on holiday, I’ve finally got some time to sit down (and write blog posts xD) and think about my experiences as a first year student. A lot has happened to me in a year, and I believe I’ve changed as a person. University has transformed me from an innocent child with pigtails into a tough caffeine addict. It has taught me how to set my priorities straight (sleep, when possible, is of utmost importance. Midnight snacks are a close second. loljk.). It has basically given me a glimpse of the “real world” – one that involves socialising with people with varying backgrounds, and enduring heart-wrenchingly honest criticisms from your professors.

In all seriousness though, University has taught me a lot. I’m a lot more mature than I was when I first entered, and after having completed my first year (after all those sleepless nights and the struggle for good grades) I feel like there isn’t anything I can’t do. For all those of you out there who are about to enter University, here’s my advice (most of it is actually pretty obvious). Stock up on coffee, stock up on snacks (trust me, when you’re working on an essay or studying at 3AM in the morning, you’ll NEED all that to keep you from going completely bonkers), MANAGE YOUR TIME WELL (procrastination is a big no-no – you don’t want to end up pulling more all nighters than you need to, because you spent all your time watching cat videos on youtube), and HAVE FUN. I really stress the last point. Although I make it sound like all my time was spent studying and unleashing my inner nerd, I also spent a lot of my spare time just enjoying myself with new friends, and doing new things. First year, in my opinion, is the time to fool around. It’s the time to make mistakes and do things you wouldn’t normally do. You’re only a freshman once, so I encourage everyone to use this year to your fullest. Be daring; don’t just “live a little”, live A LOT. If you’re spending almost all your time locked in your room and reading a textbook that weighs more than me, then you aren’t properly living the Uni life. Really put yourself out there. Make new friends, join clubs (excellent way to meet new people by the way), just DO STUFF.

This whole work hard play hard concept actually means quite a lot to me. Growing up, a lot of my elders always stressed that I should be only focusing on my studies, instead of “wasting time”, so I can graduate faster. I completely disagree. It’s a waste of life to spend it all focused on your grades and your studies. Naturally, you should be working hard, but not to the extent that you forget what fun is. (Just in case anyone needs it, the definition of fun, according to dictionary.com: Enjoyment, amusement, or lighthearted pleasure). Contrary to popular opinion, there isn’t really anything THAT great about graduating a year or two earlier than everyone else, because at the end of the day, you’re probably just going to end up getting a job and working even more (unless you somehow manage to create something innovative and life changing like Microsoft). In my opinion, I don’t see what’s the hurry. I think University is probably one of the best times of your life – it’s when you’re old enough to be independent and free to make your own choices, but also young and innocent enough to enjoy yourself without being stressed out by grown up career problems. I thing these years should be treasured, and every moment lived to it’s fullest, not rushed.

Looking back on the past year, I’m actually pretty proud of myself. Thinking about all the effort I put into my studies, and all the fun I had, I feel quite accomplished. University has really made me feel that as long as you work hard and put in effort, nothing is impossible. And, of course, if you don’t quite manage to reach your goals, at least you’ve still got those midnight snacks to cheer you up.

And on that note, that concludes this long-awaited post. How was your past year spent?

Adios!

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Now, I’m not one who enjoys talking badly of my friends (or anyone, actually), but there are certain people on this planet, who I think take self-modesty a tad too seriously… To the point where it becomes self loathing.

Before I begin, let me give you a brief background on what I’m talking about. In general, there are two types of modest people. The type who are modest because they want attention (you know, the type who purposely say bad things about themselves so other people can shower them with praise), and the type who are modest because they genuinely think they aren’t good enough.

I couldn’t care less about the ones who crave attention – whatever their intentions are don’t matter to me. I’m talking about the people who really aren’t happy with themselves.

I’ve got a friend who is constantly criticising herself. She’s either too thin or too fat, too pale or too tan. In class she’s under the misconception that no matter how hard she tries, she can never be as good as the top tier students. Like me, she aspires to write, but she doesn’t dare to start because she’s afraid her work wouldn’t be as good as she hopes. She believes her life is going nowhere. Well, of course it isn’t – not with that attitude!

I know I sound harsh and uncaring, but it irritates me to see people so displeased with themselves. We’re all different, and each of us is amazing in our own ways. Perhaps you aren’t as attractive as the people in the magazines. Perhaps you don’t have the best grades in class. But what does it matter? Why let it get to you? We have our own strengths and weaknesses, and it’s not the outside that matters, it’s – cheesy as it may sound – the inside. If we all moped about all day, and mourned over what we lacked, would we have come this far as a race? No. J.K. Rowling wouldn’t have created Harry Potter if she’d been too afraid of failure to write. Steve Jobs wouldn’t have created Apple if he’d been afraid to try. Insecurity happens to all of us, but we must overcome it, and look at the bright side. We’re all so perfectly imperfect, so why waste time crying over what we can’t be, when we should be focusing on what we can be?

I’m beginning to lose track of what I’m saying now… All this emotion is confusing me. Basically, I know this is a cheesy, sensitive post. But I honestly believe that all of you are wonderful, awesome people, and you should be proud! I know I’m completely weird and crazy, but I don’t care. It’s who I am, and I’m proud of it. So to all of you insecure people out there: YOU’RE FINE.

Adios!

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So I was idly stalking some of my favourite blogs today, when I stumbled upon a fascinating piece of information. I discovered that I have – to my utter astonishment – been nominated for another blog award! (The “Amazeballs Blogger Award”, to be precise). Now, I realise that this probably means nothing to most of you, but to me it feels like I’ve found buried treasure. I’m fully aware that I’ve been pretty inactive lately (sorry… I’m on vacation and the internet is really unpredictable. Which reminds me, I have to write a rant on that soon), which has naturally lead to a few unfollowers, so this is really just the motivation I needed to get me up and posting again.

The flood of thank you’s, online hugs and kisses go to Nevillegirl – who runs Musings From Neville’s Navel – this time, and it shouldn’t be at all surprising that I was stalking her blog in the first place. She is truly a fantastic blogger, and you all should definitely go check out/follow her blog – pretty soon you’ll be stalking her like I do ;).

Moving right along. Like most other blog awards, this one comes with it’s set of requirements (when will someone make an award that doesn’t come with requirements?!), so, here goes…

THE RULES:

  1. You must link to the blog you received the award from.
  2. You must answer all the questions.
  3. You must pass it onto at least one other Amazeballs Blogger, the more the merrier.
  4. You must remember to tell the recipients that you nominated them, whether by commenting on their blogs, PMing them if you know them on a different site, or other methods.
  5. You must be amazeballs!

So, here we go.

QUESTIONS:

Oh dear, these are by far the hardest questions for me to answer… I have too many favourite things! It’s absurd that anyone would expect me to just pick ONE for each category…

1. What are you favourite song lyrics?

Hmm… I obsess over things pretty easily, so naturally my favourite song lyrics changes all the time… But for now it’s probably “TONIIIIIIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG! SO LET’S SET THE WORLD ON FIIRE, WE CAN BURN BRIIGHTER, THAN THE SUUUUN!” from “We Are Young“, by Fun featuring Janelle Monae. It has quite a catchy beat (the sort that makes you feel like howling the lyrics at the top of your voice during the chorus) and it’s also the song of this year’s graduating class. Hope you guys enjoy…

2. What is your favourite book/book series?

If it’s a book then honestly I could sit here thinking for hours, and still not come up with any… I love reading far too much to pick a favourite book out of the hundreds I’ve read. But if we’re talking about a book series, then no question my favourites would be Artemis Fowl (Eoin Colfer), Harry Potter (J.K. Rowling) and CHERUB! (Robert Muchamore). I grew up reading those books, am still reading them (which goes to show that I haven’t actually finished growing up yet), and they will probably stay with me till I grow old, wither and die.

3. What is your favourite movie/TV Series?

My favourite movie? Oh, that’ll be THE AVENGERS, definitely. No question about it. I’ve watched it three times in the cinema, and plan to torrent it once a good dvdrip comes out. And when I do torrent it, I’ll probably watch it another three times on my own, and maybe another two times with friends. Yup, that’s a movie that’ll stay with me forever. My favourite TV series is BBC’s modern version of Sherlock Holmes. Not sure if I’ve mentioned this, but I’m a huge fan of BBC’s Sherlock Holmes (and Sherlock Holmes in general, actually). I absolutely adore all the actors, the series is hilarious and captivating, and I’ve watched all the episodes twice. You should all definitely go look it up on sidereel.com and watch it because it is simply AMAZING.

4. Who inspires you?

A lot of people. Mainly authors, epic musicians, my mum, random cosplayers… Basically I admire a lot of people, and I get inspired by almost anyone, sometimes even strangers…

5. What is your dream job?

When I’m talking to grown-ups, my “sensible” answer is I want to be a Clinical Psychologist, or Child Psychology. Really though, my aspirations go from fabulous rock star to intergalactic princess… So yeah, my future is still undecided.

OUCH I JUST GOT BITTEN BY SOME RANDOM INSECT MY DAY IS RUINED.

Anyway… Moving on to my nominations…

DUN DUN DUNN

  1. Kylie, at Six Words
  2. Amira, at Amira’s Nightmare
  3. Jas, at Jelectrify (Yes I know this is a tumblr, and I know there isn’t much text on it… But she’s one of my closest friends and her blog is just… amazeballs. It’s centered around fashion, and I guess perhaps fashion isn’t my usual topic… But hey, even I have a girly side).

I know there are only three, but the other bloggers I wanted to nominate (like Hero and Liam) have already been nominated… But hey, two is more than one (no kidding) so I’ve met the requirements ;).

That’s all for today, I suppose.

Adios!

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