Ma vie en rose

I should be studying for my exam right now, so naturally I come here instead.

I’m passionate about few things, but one of those is the freedom to be yourself.

The idea of hiding your religion, sex, culture or anything else important to you just to fit in is sad. I say this after watching the light-hearted French dramedy Ma vie en rose. It’s about a boy who believes he was born in the wrong body because God got his chromosomes mixed up. The film is playful, even optimistic yet I cried during some of the scenes. This is coming from the person who has maybe really cried in two or three movies. Watching it had put me in an introspective mood, so I sat there and wondered why I cried and then I got it.

The film is less about sexual identity and more about the role society plays in determining one’s identity. Watching the film made me realize, society can be a determinant for anything and everything if you allow it. Or feel like you don’t have another choice. Right at this moment, there could be hundreds, or thousands or maybe even millions of people hiding part of their reality because it does not fit into their society. That’s a little bit depressing when  you think about it. Imagine living in a world where the people you love cannot accept all of you, so you hide parts away where no one will find it.

I guess the film just reminded me that there are people out there right now, not being able to be themselves. It shouldn’t be a privilege to be yourself, it’s a right and a freedom and I hope one day, everyone who has ever felt the need to hide or change themselves realize they are not the problem. Society is.

And that’s a little sucky, because we are society. Maybe all of us are just hiding bits and pieces of our identity and we don’t want to see the braver souls come out and reveal who they are. I just want to say go you to those braver souls, and to those who are looking for courage…I wholeheartedly hope you find it. You have my support fellow humans of the world.


I’m thankful for the amazing people in my life.

I’m thankful for their love.

I’m thankful for their acceptance of my (many) quirks and weirdo personality.

I’m thankful for their support.

I’m thankful for their uplifting presence in my life.

Never underestimate the value of friendship, or the effect good people can have on your life.

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My problem

So I have been made aware of  a little (or not so little) problem in my writing style. Apparently my sentence structuring is unclear and unnecessarily long. I was surprised to receive this feedback.

No I wasn’t.

I’ve been aware of my little hoarding issue for a while: I use periods sparingly, resulting in convoluted sentences only I seem to understand. I’ve taken to the internet for help, attended brief writing classes but nothing has really made a significant difference. So I’ve decided to fake it till I make it- I randomly split sentences now if they are longer than two or three lines. This way, my sentences can longer be mistaken for paragraphs. I think it’s a good start.

Here’s to working towards the day when I can write coherent sentence- paragraphs like they do in all those journal articles I have to read for uni.

Yes. I just wrote a blog post about writing and sentences.

I will not be apologizing.

Amanda Bynes, Robin Williams, and the Spectacle of Mental Illness

Great article- never understood how people could become so desensitized to others’ pain and suffering.

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Internet, we need to have a talk.

I’ve had a number of readers ask why I’ve neglected to write about Amanda Bynes this last year. It’s simple, really. I don’t believe that celebrities are “fair game,” and that, when they have very human and very difficult struggles, I should capitalize on those things by writing an article, however well-intentioned. I believe they are deserving of privacy and respect, by virtue of their being people.

However, I’m making an exception here, because in the midst of the negative and callous press that Bynes has received, I think it’s time we had a chat about it from a different perspective. And then, after we’re done, I think it’s time we stop speculating about it altogether. Deal?

First and foremost, there is no way for us to know what, if anything, Bynes has been diagnosed with. The family has denied schizophrenia and bipolar…

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It’s on us


This pledge is a personal commitment to help keep women and men safe from sexual assault.

It is a promise not to be a bystander to the problem, but to be a part of the solution.

(It’s On Us)


I love that there is finally a nationwide initiative that looks at the problem head on, rather than come up with a million products to help keep you safe. Not saying they are ineffective, but it doesn’t do much to combat the actual problem. Fingers crossed this initiative really takes off, if you live in the US you can take the pledge here or read more here.

How could I ever put down the camera…

…when beauty is all I see around me.

When people talk about wanting to leave because it’s too boring or too small or too impractical all I can think is how could you leave this behind? I know there’s beauty everywhere, and I know I’m too emotionally attached to this place to talk without bias and I also know I may very well be one of those people who has to leave someday because its too much or not enough.

But right now, at this very moment there’s no place else I’d rather be. Home is where the heart is and my heart is very firmly embedded here.

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Every darkness shall pass


“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer”. The Hobbit