YOU LiaR
It's strange.I haven't got any inspiration for a blog entry recently and suddenly I have TWO?

I just opened my eyes and outrightly lied to my mother. Hey, it's no big deal, I've done it before and I'm sure you've too. I mean, not to corrupt any INNOCENT minds reading this, I meant lying about trivia things that all mothers fuss about, which I'm sure they do, one thing or another. My mother, for instance is, let's just say, very particular about cleaniness in the house. (So much so that she cleans the sofas until they almost have a full layer of their leather skin peeled off that is.) But well, the thing is, there is nothing wrong with telling a white lie...(thereby attributing my lie to one that is completely good-willed). I mean, what is wrong with telling my mother I only sat on the chair in my room after sitting on the sofa where my brother's "dirty" butt sat on? It saves her so much trouble from changing the entire sheet on my bed, doesn't it? From another perspective, I'm just saving my mother from bending her back to change my sheet. Concerned about her health is all. -yeah right.- Oh wells, what a little liar I am. At least it probably saved me from one of her dirty looks.

Now, doesn't the lie I concocted make everyone happy? (And, I learnt this from my brother;)

Theme: M0TheR -DaUGtHeR relationships
Are we ashamed to look like our mothers? Just the other day, someone told my mother and I that I look like my mother. I was horrified, thinking : she must be blind! But not outloud, out of repect for the elderly. Seriously, I never felt my looks were anything like my mother's (nor my father's). I was okay with my looks, I guess. My cousin was told, by me (!!), that she looked like her mother. My other cousin was also told by another cousin that she looked like her mother and I agreed (!!). They both denied it outrightly. Really, why are we so ashamed to look like our parents? It's probably because I never felt I looked like my parents that I could think that way, I guess. But, now that someone has thrust that thought into my head, I guess the answer to my question is yeah, I suppose we are. Tragically.

How HOW can, and why should we be ashamed of our looks? I mean, after all, they were inherited from our parents. Biologically speaking, there would be something very wrong if we DON'T look like them. I guess it's just disdain for our oriental roots then? Or is it the generation gap between our parents and us? Perhaps, we hate to have any connections with them whatsoever? In hopes of looking for our own unique identity? We hate to live in their shadows of protection? We want to break free? There are countless explanations and sound arguments, but ultimately, only you have the answer and only you can untie the knot. And here, I would like to wish all : good luck in finding your truthful self.

I'm no professor or professional. I'm just airing my views and if you have a problem with it, that's not my problem.

YOU LiaR
It's strange.I haven't got any inspiration for a blog entry recently and suddenly I have TWO?

I just opened my eyes and outrightly lied to my mother. Hey, it's no big deal, I've done it before and I'm sure you've too. I mean, not to corrupt any INNOCENT minds reading this, I meant lying about trivia things that all mothers fuss about, which I'm sure they do, one thing or another. My mother, for instance is, let's just say, very particular about cleaniness in the house. (So much so that she cleans the sofas until they almost have a full layer of their leather skin peeled off that is.) But well, the thing is, there is nothing wrong with telling a white lie...(thereby attributing my lie to one that is completely good-willed). I mean, what is wrong with telling my mother I only sat on the chair in my room after sitting on the sofa where my brother's "dirty" butt sat on? It saves her so much trouble from changing the entire sheet on my bed, doesn't it? From another perspective, I'm just saving my mother from bending her back to change my sheet. Concerned about her health is all. -yeah right.- Oh wells, what a little liar I am. At least it probably saved me from one of her dirty looks.

Now, doesn't the lie I concocted make everyone happy? (And, I learnt this from my brother;)

Theme: M0TheR -DaUGtHeR relationships
Are we ashamed to look like our mothers? Just the other day, someone told my mother and I that I look like my mother. I was horrified, thinking : she must be blind! But not outloud, out of repect for the elderly. Seriously, I never felt my looks were anything like my mother's (nor my father's). I was okay with my looks, I guess. My cousin was told, by me (!!), that she looked like her mother. My other cousin was also told by another cousin that she looked like her mother and I agreed (!!). They both denied it outrightly. Really, why are we so ashamed to look like our parents? It's probably because I never felt I looked like my parents that I could think that way, I guess. But, now that someone has thrust that thought into my head, I guess the answer to my question is yeah, I suppose we are. Tragically.

How HOW can, and why should we be ashamed of our looks? I mean, after all, they were inherited from our parents. Biologically speaking, there would be something very wrong if we DON'T look like them. I guess it's just disdain for our oriental roots then? Or is it the generation gap between our parents and us? Perhaps, we hate to have any connections with them whatsoever? In hopes of looking for our own unique identity? We hate to live in their shadows of protection? We want to break free? There are countless explanations and sound arguments, but ultimately, only you have the answer and only you can untie the knot. And here, I would like to wish all : good luck in finding your truthful self.

I'm no professor or professional. I'm just airing my views and if you have a problem with it, that's not my problem.