Healthy foods?

So I just found this website called The World's Healthiest Foods, at www.whfoods.org. The website tells you how to eat healthy, cook healthy and more things along those lines.

There are also guides on how to "heal with foods", e.g. how to treat your hypertension or asthma by eating the right things.

I think we all need a bit of this.

Insert beaming smile here.

So I was at the gym yesterday in my second ever yoga class and guess who walks in? Amelia. That's right. Mamalia. She looks good. It turns out that she's started her own events company that does, in her own words, "all kinds of events.. galas.. promotions..". She even sources models for them.

Then I hear today from my very own GNN (Gay News Network), that Mun is doing well in London having just moved in what Archie and is loving his wife, Cherry. She just got promoted to personal shopper. I think that's awesome, considering she's only been there a few months. Well on her way to being a buyer. So proud.

Then I got thinking to everyone else. Lauren's been headhunted twice already and she's only been working for a year. GNN has his spanking new job in that ad agency, which he's working his butt off for and they'd better recognize. Didi's well insinuated herself into the world of entertainment and lifestyle. Even Sookie has two jobs. I may not trust her, but it's good that she's gotten so far.

All in all, my conclusion is this: I'm very proud of us all. We're like little birdies learning to fly and have just reached the very top of the tallest tree in the forest. Next stop: the sky.

Tak malu, ke?

So L and I were waiting to cross the road from Maya to Velvet, when I heard someone say, quite obviously addressed to me on this fine Ramadhan night, "Tak malu, ke?" I suspect it came from that Red Saga that I was staunchly refusing to look at.

I didn't say anything at the time, but I can't help trying to think of a way to succinctly convey the message that I had had a lifetime of Islamic education, and that my parents had barely let more than a few months of my life go by without some Ustaz or other teaching me things. That I had searched for meaning and found my own way, and that I probably knew and cared more about the religion than he did. That my belief is not based on my parents forcing it on me, and my prayer is (mostly) not because I'm forced to, but is pure and sincere when I do go through with it.

I've been trying to think of a concise way to say it all, that I may not have been wearing a hijab, but I bet I have more religion in my heart than some who do. That I may be out at night, but at least I don't pretend to be that staunch when I know that I'm not.

Then I had it. The perfect way. Succinct, precise, and concise: "Fuck You!"

Poison

So I buka-ed with two members of my family of the female persuasion last night. Big mistake. Like every other family, my family has its problems, and at some point throughout the time that we've all been born, somebody has slighted somebody else and etc.

These girls... I should've seen it coming. The second we sit down, it's "that guy said this when he doesn't do that" and "she shouldn't do things like that.. so disrespectful" and "why does he pray if he drinks?". It's like poison.

They hold on to every slight that's ever happened, intentionally or not. They pick on the ones that they don't really like or who aren't totally and exactly like them, or hang out with them. It's like poison.

After a while, I catch myself starting to think that way, and there it is, seeping into my brain, this deep poison that I spent so long expunging from my mind.

I cannot let myself think this way, about my family or my friends. There's too much love. And also, I have to live with my family for the rest of my life. With my friends, I just don't want to throw away all the years we've had together over stupid little things. Must learn to let go before they pull me back in again.

The Star: Firm to help find man harassing teen using nude photo

By TUNKU SHAHARIAH

SUNGAI PETANI: Police are working with Digi Communications to trace a person who has been “terrorising” an underage girl by sending a nude photograph of the girl.

The person had been sending the photograph of the 16-year-old girl via the multimedia messaging service (MMS) since late last month, said Kuala Muda OCPD Asst Comm Hashim Ali.

(etc...)

It is learnt that she had taken the photograph with her own camera phone “as a girlish prank.” However, it is believed that she accidentally sent the photograph to an unknown number by mistake when she was trying to store the picture in her phone.

On Sept 26, she was shocked to receive the same photograph, which was purportedly sent by a Digi Telecommunications user.

(etc...)

Stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Stupid.