I haven't seen many of my friends lately. While I may have missed seeing some of my friends for a few weeks, there are some that I have not seen for many years. I hope they will all realise that although I may not always be there physically, that I am always with them in spirit. You guys are always on my mind. Although I may be caught up in life sometimes, you are always in my thoughts, and in my heart.

Don't stop inspiring me.


Run
Running all the time
Running to the future
With you right by my side

Me
I'm the one you chose
Out of all the people
You wanted me the most
I'm so sorry that I'm falling
Help me up lets keep on running
Don't let me fall out of love

Running, running
As fast as we can
I really hope you make it
(Do you think we'll make it?)
We're running
Keep holding my hand
It's so we don't get separated

Be
Be the one I need
Be the one I trust most
Don't stop inspiring me
Sometimes it's hard to keep on running
We work so much to keep it going
Don't make me want to give up

I had this running joke among my colleagues. "Never ask a Mass Comm student to do Maths. Especially mental (congak) maths! Why'd you think we joined this course. It's because we are allergic to maths!"

Kas cannot illustrate this better.

Being all grown up puts into perspective the stuff that you went through as a teenager. I wish as I could say that I was only a teenager last year. But being 24, that was a good 4 years ago. Yikes!

I didn't have that much going on when I was a teenager when it came to boys. Except for Baby, I never really had a boyfriend. But like any other normal girl in highschool, I've had my own share of ups and downs when it came to boys.

I think I've always been a romantic person...but a pragmatic one. Oxymoron, I know, but there it is. I could make up all sorts of things in my head, but when it came down to it, I knew this guy or that guy just wasn't the one for me, because we had hardly anything in common. Teenagers don't usually think of that. They just look for the most physically attractive one, and hone in.

I used to stay up till late at night, making up conversations, writing poetry, planning when to "bump" into him. And then, when it all doesn't work out, I'd just curl up in bed, and listen to the soppiest of songs, and immerse myself in tears.

Kid stuff...I know.

But now and then, one of those soppy songs gets played on the radio, and for some inexplicable reason, it takes me back to that vulnerable state, when boys broke your heart, and people can be mean. It's been years since all those has happened, and I guess I've grown a rather thick skin.

But there's something about certain songs that just transports you back. I mean, how many people can listen to Boyz II Men's "End of the Road" and not reflect on that first time someone dumped you. For me, that song has always been this song. Faith Hill's "Let me let go".

It's been a long time since I last updated my blog. I'm not sure if I had many people who followed my blog in the first place then, but I am sure, no one visits this little space of mine any longer.

It's been a very hectic few months since I've been engaged. Apart from being busy at work, I've also been busy scouring places, looking for ideas and bargains. Weddings are few and far between in my family, far different from Baby, whose family has a wedding every other weekend. It's a totally new experience for us, and mostly, it's rather daunting as well.

I've been so busy looking for the best caterers, the perfect dress, the right colour scheme, the prefect shoes and every other small detail for the wedding that I have not really thought about the prospect of actually GETTING married.

In my head, I keep imagining sweet beginnings, and embarking on this great adventure with my best friend. But at the same time, I cannot also ignore the vast responsibility that will be upon us the day the solemnisation ceremony is complete.

For some reason, few people in today's world view marriage as sacred. Many sully it with affairs and others just fall by the wayside, and everything ends in some messy separation. Marriage is like the vow that can be broken and renewed with someone else.

Although I have always been precocious as a child, I am acutely aware at how young we will be by the time we will be married. The economic crises isn't helping to alleviate this worry either.

Amidst all my doubts and worries, I also can't help but feel so blessed to be able to marry my best friend. In the end, that's all that matters I suppose. Call it blind faith...

I'm blogging here for awhile while trying to get www.myunscriptedlife.net back up. We're trying to find a suitable server for it.

Till then....toodles!

I earned a degree in Advertising, yet I am in the Public Relations business. In university, my classmates would say that is tantamount to betrayal. Although part of me still believe in Advertising, and am still captivated by the idea of a one liner versus an article filled with persuasion, I admit that the future lies in a marrying of the two concepts, instead of firmly being in the business of on team and not the other.

Integrated Marketing Communication (IMC) is the way to go these days. Incidentally, I found an interesting website called Ads of the World. It's great if you wanna browse through and get the creative juices flowing.

Here's an interesting ad I found.



http://adsoftheworld.com

I'm not as prepared as I should be for the wedding next year. I should take a week off to plan it. Sigh...

I loathe cynics.

Something about their unrestrained contempt for anything and everything just makes my blood boils.

Being a cynic is something of a fashion statement among youths today, particularly among the younger group of youth who like nothing more but to complain at the top of their voices, day in and day out.

When did the world become so faithless? So downright resentful towards optimism, grace and beauty? Where did it all go wrong?

In school, and at work, I've always been labeled as the hopeless optimist and a romantic. True, I have been hurt by having that outlook sometimes, but I find the world to be a much more pleasant place to live in when the glass is half full.
Sometimes when I read comments at the bottom of blog posts, or youtube videos, or Facebook status', all I see are a bunch of very cynical people, who are just living their lives in a passionless world.

The recent Merdeka day for instance, saw a whole load of Facebook messages that made fun of the celebration, and contempt for the government.

How can these people not realise that being proud of one's own country has got nothing do to with the present day government. It doesn't matter whether it is the opposition in power, of BN is spinning a web of lies.

Being proud of your own country has got nothing to do with politics or policies. It's loving your own home.

I pity those who think that being a cynic is cool and is the "in thing". Roses may have thorns, but life is better once you rejoice that thorns have roses.

Hello dear friends and readers, 

It didn't take too long, and I have already found a new home for my blog. Come and meet

www.myunscriptedlife.net

It's a lot cleaner and simpler. Pretty much like me. I can pretend to be cool and hip all I want, but in the end, I am not all those things. :P (I'm a nerd at heart, I'll admit it)

It's got much more functions then blogspot too, which is a great plus. 

I've also decided not to include any advertisements. I guess the whole nuffnang thing has been a phase. I'll never get enough traffic to make any money out of it, nor do I want to. 

So I guess this will be the end of essenceofkamelia.blogspot.com. Who knows, maybe I will use it again someday for something else. 

I've been busy with work, but  current events have made me think seriously about getting internet at home. But since we don't have a landline, and the developer is not planning to install it anytime soon, I have to find alternative ways. 

Anyway, do drop by, and let me know what you think about the new blog. I'll try to move things around accordingly. 

I stumbled upon a blog today. You may know her. Or not. 

She goes by the name Xiaxue. Her real name is Wendy. 

She's pretty big in the blogsphere, from what I could surmise. Her blog is mainly about her, or people she hate, or people who are unfortunate enough to like her. 

I've seen some pretty superficial people through blogs. They are all about the designer stuff, materialistic and down right ignorant and arrogant. 

People used to hate people like that, but nowadays, they are simply considered honest people, and admired for speaking their minds, not afraid of being called sluts or bitches, because it's become such a norm already. 

I've learnt to ignore and avoid blogs like these. A picture says a thousand words. And when there are thousands of pictures of themselves on their blog, you just get so sick of them. 

But Xiaxue takes the cake. One of her recent posts boasted about how she made her face skinny and put in fillers to make her lips plumper. 

Stupid woman. 

I mean, you can do whatever you want la, but to boast about your face and body transformation procedures is just plain wrong in my book. 

Unfortunately, I may be in the minority. With the advent of the internet, and total information freedom, it takes an exceptional person to not be influenced and stay true to oneself. 

But I have formed my own opinions, done my own mistakes, made great friends along the way that have shown me what it means to be good person, and an independent person. With no desire whatsoever to change my God-given body. 

Unfortunately for Xiaxue, she will never get that feeling. 

I've always been fascinated with the internet, and the endless possibilities it holds. It challenges one's creativity with an unlimited number of audience. 

A few months ago, a few of those who have been on my blogroll may have noticed that I have gone "commercialized" by changing my template, and theme and to some extent, even my content. 

My intent was never to make money out of anything, certainly not with all of the usual personal stuff that I usually post, but rather I loved the challenge of setting up something totally new, and see the reaction it gets, and how much I could really put into practice the art of advertising. 

Call me a nerd, but that is what truly gets me going sometimes, and have become like a pet hobby. 

So it's only natural that after almost four years on blogspot now, that I should move on to other things. Create a bigger playground for me to play around with. Which is why I took the plunge of buying a new domain, myunscriptedlife.net. It's in the works at the moment, and I'm having tons of fun with it, and with Baby, at least he could explain the technical terms to me in baby language. 

I even have my own email now at kamelia@myunscriptedlife.net! Abit of a mouthful, I know. 

But this will just be a personal website for me. And when I'm not too caught up with work, it'll be a platform for me to work with a lot of things. And also to connect with friends. It will be exciting. 

Also in the works are two other websites that I want to create and maintain. One is something fun me and Kas might produce and generate some cash. But mostly, for us to practice our marketing skills, since we are both in that line, and it could be a small side income for ourselves. 

Another website is something me and Baby is working at. A true business enterprise which involves cupcakes! Well, I'll explain once everything is more concrete. 

Till next post, cheers! 

Dear Muslim readers, 

Selamat Berpuasa, 

Jangan makan banyak-banyak, 

Nanti baju Raya tak muat, 

Menyesal lah pulak. 

:)