Contemplating Changes

Contemplating Changes (Original image from Unsplash.com)

Changes are a happening all the time. Some changes are expected, some are not. Some changes are good, some are not. We all encounter changes, and we can either make the best or the worst of it. Personally, I like things to be routine as a whole. Changes can provoke me negatively, especially when they are unexpected. However, give me time to think about a potential change, then I can accept them better. Just in the past couple of weeks, I’ve been told about some changes that will occur in the future. Some of these changes are ones I’ve initiated and planned for myself; others are changes I have no choice but to accept and take them as they come.

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Timeless Thoughts: Blogger Bonds

Timeless Thoughts

The past couple of weeks were rather rough. I’d found out my former boss had a stroke, and I’d broken down in tears at work. The political mess in the US left me feeling quite discontent. Then something happened to me yesterday that really upset me. I was going to write about a different topic, but the incident changed my mind. I chose to write about this because it’s quite memorable for me already, and it’s something I know I will remember when I’m older, hence the last-minute change of subject for this month’s Timeless Thoughts entry. Georgie and I co-host this monthly link-up, and I am hosting again for this month. If you would like to participate, you’re more than welcome to join our link-up by submitting your entry with the link-up widget located at the end of this entry! This link-up is opened for two weeks, and your entry can be about anything you find unforgettable from your past or present! It can be an object, an event, a person — anything goes — and you can have more than one thing you miss. For this month, here’s what I’ve been missing lately!

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Book Review: Clippings by A.J. Mirag

Way back in May, I had read and written a review on Standish by Erastes. I was reminded that I needed to read Clippings by A.J. Mirag — a book that’s been on my to-read list for almost a year! I ended up buying the eBook from Lulu, because they accepted PayPal, and once I started reading, I was hooked and read the short novella for the next three hours. Now, I present you my spoiler-free review!

The Book’s Synopsis
From the author’s website.

Unfairly arrested and charged with the murder of a police officer, Daniel has been jailed indefinitely until trial. A Brazilian prison is a terrible place to lose his innocence. Daniel would have lost more than that — perhaps even his life — if not for Mephisto, his cellmate.

Clippings is the story of the challenges faced by a middle class young man in prison, and his relationship with a dark, mysterious man who seems eager to protect him, but who might have his own inscrutable plans . . .

Again, like with Standish, I wasn’t particularly drawn in by its summary, but I’m glad I took the plunge to read it — with a nudge from the reviews on the Internet!

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First Marriage Amongst the Cousins

Yesterday, there was an unexpected (for me) family gathering to celebrate my mum’s birthday. I have nothing against my relatives — I just hate being around them in large numbers. Fortunately, they wanted to go eat seafood, which gave me and Daddy an excuse to not go since we are picky or allergic to certain seafood. Several hours later, two of my cousin and a cousin-in-law came over to my house to drop off some gifts — grapes and a wallet.

Just as I was trying to figure out how to entertain these cousins, the phone rings and I’m told to come down with the cousins to go climb up the mountain to reach Namsan Tower. Against my better judgement, I somehow got conned into that, and next thing I know I climbed up the damn mountain and got a good workout. Oh and I discovered Tim Tams were being sold in the stores there. Very strange location to sell them. After that, we went back down by the evil, evil, evil cable car of doom, where I felt suffocated. Not a good feeling for a semi-claustrophobic victim like me. Now, I’m home, and I had an interesting conversation with my mummy.

My cousin, “Ann”, who’s three years younger than me, is the first of us cousins of this “generation” to get married. I have three older cousins who were born in the 70s. Then there are four of us who are the 80s babies. Then there are two cousins born in the 90s. Ann is the first of us 80s babies to get married. I sort of tried to converse with her husband-to-be (who I claimed looked a lot like Bak Ji-Sung) and her about their upcoming marriage. They are getting married next month, and when I asked how long they have known each other, they gave me a rather sketchy avoid-the-question answer. Not sure why until I talked with my mum.

It’s strange. When I found out today that Ann was getting married, I felt unsettled by that announcement. I wouldn’t say I felt jealous of her, but more like I was jealous of the fact that she was getting married before me. However, I found out from Mum some interesting things.

1) Apparently Ann and Bak dude really haven’t known or dated each other that long. Maybe six months at the most.

2) She’s already three months pregnant, and because of the pregnancy, that’s why she’s getting married so fast.

3) Because of these two situation, my gut instincts tell me the marriage will not last that long. Meaning if it lasts long, kudos. If not, I wouldn’t be surprised.

With that said, I am no longer feeling that jealousness towards her. In fact, I honestly would not want to be in her shoes. When I was her age at 21, I had no feelings of marriage or of becoming a mother. The only thing I cared about at 21 was to finish my damn college degree, procrastinate on the computer, play my games, read my mangas and books, watch movies and animes, and hang out with my friends. I don’t mean to criticise her, but I don’t see why she’d want to give up the single lifestyle so soon. Plus becoming a mother already? Uh, no. Where were those condoms or morning after pills?!

Here I am at the age of 24, and I have no desire to get married or have my own spawns of devil. Then there’s Ann going for just the lifestyle I do not want. I do wish her luck, though. Her getting into this situation at least showed me one thing! One great thing actually! I don’t have to worry about my mother plodding me to get married like her. My mum was actually in an agreement with all the comments I made. She told me to wait until I find a man who truly loves me and then marry him. She told me don’t just marry the first guy who shows interest in me. Thanks, Mum! Your advices are duly noted and duly accepted!

And Hair Is Just Gone Tomorrow

Dear Readers,

Have a poem:

Short hair? Why yes, I have short hair.
Why does it make me look ugly?
Unattractive? More masculine?
Afraid I’ll out macho you with the lack of hair?
Hair is dead, I’m not.
I still have boobs.
Along with the female reproductive system.
But you want long hair.
It symbolises a woman’s beauty.
It also symbolises tangles and snarls
And high maintenance.
But you want those long tresses.
Like those belonging to a maltese?
Then get that or a collie.
Short or long, does that matter?
A woman is still a woman who remains.
And hair is just gone tomorrow.

Apparently this article brought out the dormant feminist poet in me. ~_~;; I really wasn’t pleased reading this article. I know not all men will find a woman unattractive based on their hair length, but the fact that there are men out there who will think like that just burns me up!

Bah. Short hair, long hair, it shouldn’t matter! End of story.