I am definitely not a model to look up to if you want to know about the ideal relationship. I have made a lot of mistakes in that area. What I do know is that relationships take time, lots of mistakes, and lots of heartache. But many joy comes from it.
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Mini-me!
My niece, Lilah
For a long time, I never wanted children. I never wanted a marriage. I wanted love. I wanted to be with someone. But marriage and children were commitments that I was not confident I could fulfill and keep. They say you are the product of your parents. Therefore, would not a divorced family create more divorces? Would I want to be a divorcee straddled with children? It seemed ridiculous!
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Mr. Darcy and Me
The first time I heard of Pride and Prejudice, I was 13 years old. It was a boring weekend and I decided to watch TV. We didn’t grow up with cable and a million channels so it was PBS, my turn-to-trusted network! They were airing the 1960s black and white version of Pride and Prejudice. I was hooked! I went to the library in search for book to read it because I wanted more. It’s so different from the movie—but so much better. And that was the first time I fell in love. With Mr. Darcy—at the tender age of 13.
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Why I Choose to Live
Valentine trip to Barbados (2008)with a good friend who knew how to live life
I consider myself quite healthy, except when I cave into my one true weakness—food.
Otherwise, I have all my teeth except 4 wisdom teeth, all my bones intact except a femur bone strengthened with pins, barely a wrinkle on my face, and several white hair sporadically sprouting. Chronological age is a matter of concept performed by societal need to place numbers and order. In fact, physiological, I’ve been told, I’m quite young and if I continue my exercises regiment and eating healthy, I probably won’t look too different from now, despite the fact that I look almost exactly like I did entering college.
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Owning a Pet Unicorn
I don’t talk much about Xiao Ker Ai (shao kuh-eye) but he’s one of my greatest joy. It’s been 4 and a half year since he’s entered my life and it’s been a whirlwind of fatigue, worry, joy, entertainment, peace, and company. I was never a pet person growing up. My mother dislikes them. But when my friend got a super cute pet and I got to play with him, I thought I could do this. I could own a pet and care for it!
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Cleanliness Brings Peace
My mother always told me that cleaning is not a matter of being a woman or a man. It’s about creating an environment that is inviting and promoting hospitality while giving a sense of peace and serenity to your daily life.
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My Sisters and Me
One of the biggest sacrifices I made in this lifetime was not seeing my sisters grow up and being there for them. Being the oldest daughter but having an older brother, your challenge is to set an example; lead, guide, and advise your siblings.
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Patience and Passion
Patience is not my forte.
Though it seems like I can handle certain things with an even-temper, I’m a far cry from the model of angelic patience.
Since patience doesn’t get me through to the end of my projects, the secret sauce is actually passion. Passion helps me through the tough times of designer’s block, non-constructive criticism, and my own self doubt.
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Brown is my Skin
One day, I was I Sephora with my friend buying make up. I wanted to try out this new Smashbox CC cream that claims it color corrects acne scars. Upon arrival, there are only 5 colors: fair, light, light medium, medium, and dark. As I stood there with my friend, who I should mention is extremely dark skin, she knew right off the bat, she was a dark color. If you looked at us, there’s a huge difference in our color tone. But the color cream that matched me was the darkest foundation—the same as hers!
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Lovers and Lies
When it comes to lies from a lover, I have little to low tolerance. A relationship built on lies is nothing but a house made of match sticks, when it ends, there’ll be an explosion.
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