https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/Personal accounts of the big world from a little woman's view.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/690878Once in a while, our minds would long for some sort of distance - a disconnection from the reality.When it happened to me the other day, I was really unsure of my choice. Do I disconnect myself or do I ignore and go on? I choose the former. Probably because the latter is still a part of reality...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/672209When I was a child, my dad's work shifts would always require him to arrive home either late at night, mid afternoon or early in the morning. He would always come home smiling, being warm and supportive with what we've done with our schoolwork. I always thought that we are one contented happy...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/671951Today is our first anniversary. It falls not on the day that he asked my hands to be joined with his. But our first anniversary is on the date, that we first met. In Facebook. I was in a hotel room. My parents were asleep. My boyfriend was not available on the phone. We had a fight. I was alone....https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/671636A beautiful Sunday morning with the sun beyond a small tiny hill. The welcoming sunrise is indeed beautiful. The striking yellow falls all over your strands of hair. The warmth of the colours makes me want to stretch my palm on your head and toss your hair in a mess. It makes me want to get...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/667292I like how healing a solo ride to town is. I can only hear my little footsteps by the dour wood. I can never be sure of what danger lies in front of my tiny shadow. I can never know why amidst the muted trees, the birds rage in unison. I can never guess why the starry eyes are ogling. But I can...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/665098The drops of rain showers on my spine, It sends shivers down my wiggling toes, It makes me feel cold and sick, Like how life is, At this moment. The drops of rain spits on my face, It is unbearable for my tender skin, Too heavy for my battling eyelashes, Yet I keep on clinging to myself and...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/663739Today I woke up late. It makes me feel useless. I missed the sight of the earth in the early morning. And that makes me feel like a failure. Oh I feel terrible not to have the chance to enjoy the cool, misty breeze. And the slightest sight of the sunlight on the daffodils. And the daisies, wet...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/663562It's been a while since I have the time to write (properly). My "holiday from doing any act of writing" just turns out to be an irony. It's weird that in my busiest time of the day, I have always been catching myself off-guard, scribbling my thoughts in my assignment papers/exam papers/bedroom...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/660416Every time I think my body and mind can't take it anymore, I weep. But I stop and I think of how beautiful the pain of sacrifice is. So I made a vow to keep on remembering that: THEY WORK HARD FOR ME AND THEY DON'T COMPLAIN, SO I WORK HARD FOR THEM AND I DON'T COMPLAIN.https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/659441I shout these out loud in my ugly+fat days = I WILL NEVER GET SKINNY. IT IS NORMAL TO HAVE TUMMY WHEN I SIT OR BEND DOWN. I HAVE MASSIVE B**BS. I HAVE MASSIVE THIGHS. BUT I LOVE MY CURVES. IT DRIVES MY PARTNER CRAZY. I AM EVERYTHING A WOMAN CAN BE. I AM NOT PRETTY. I AM JUST BEAUTIFULhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/659398Life is tough when: i can't find anything to wear in a closet full of clothing the fat cat ignores me i get a wicked 'sit down and shut up' look from my lecturer my friend seems to be lonely but is not admitting it i miss home the snail crawls faster than the internet connection speed the camera...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/657817I woke up late today. *sigh*. I didn't want to get up. So I just opened my eyes and listened to my brain. Lately I have this weird habit of not wanting to get up from bed but just lie down looking at things around me. Icalled it the professional moment where I just calm myself down and reflect on...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/657483Approximately, it will be about 106 days before our first ( freakout!) official face-to-face date. I've been counting the numbers, day-dreaming on which place is best for star gazing, thinking what-if-I-accidentally-burp-loudly and blushing on the question of 'will we hold hands on our first...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/657021I would describe my feelings of speaking English as weird but addictive. The first day I arrived in UK, I found it difficult to absorb the vast information thrown at me. The way they speak sounds the same and the names of the places are spoken in an entirely different pronunciation than the...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/clarerichard/656892Today we learnt about Maslow's hierarchy of needs. For some who might not be familiar with this model, this link might help. http://www.netmba.com/mgmt/ob/motivation/maslow/ We were discussing the peak of the pyramid which is the self-actualization need. My lecturer explained that this need has...