Oranges Are Nature’s Medicine

I hate oranges. I hate their smell, their taste. I avoid touching them as much as I can, because they makes me nauseous. I don’t know why but they remind me of medicine- some traumatic childhood experience?

But anyway, I was chatting with a new teacher at school that none of my colleagues knows why she is there since we haven’t been told anything except, “this is a new teacher and she will be joining us.” and as we talked about our experiences, me telling her about how I moved from London, changed careers, etc, she very nicely offered me an orange. I nodded, and took it automatically, then lowered my eyes to those three orange wedges covered with white webs.

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Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston

513h9mv67ul-_sx320_bo1204203200_As I was googling, hunting for books to read and add to my tbr list, Their Eyes Were Watching God, popped out. I think it was featured in one of the books recommended by Florence Welch, and I immediately bought it, pushing it on top of the list and started it as soon as it arrived.

As Zadie Smith in her in introduction said, the writing is ‘lyrical’ (I love this description) and ‘accurately rendered ‘folk speech”. Pure art. Despite it was a slow start for me; the dialogue’s prose was a bit tricky but once I got the gist of it, I was fully immersed in the story. The love story between Janie and Tea Cake is one of the most real I’ve ever read, and that’s thanks to Zora’s incredible lyrical writing and her talent in expressing emotions and vulnerabilities.

A must read, one that I will definitely reread.

PS: Two quotes I fell in love with “An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.” and “There are years that ask questions and years that answers.”


The Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side

I was scrolling down my FB feed the other day and realised, I haven’t been posting for quite some time and that FB has basically become a way for me to connect to just a group of people, while keeping track of what the other group was up to. Had they moved? Married? Given birth? Found new jobs, new boyfriends/husbands/wives/girlfriends.

This habit of comparing your life to the life of others offered on social media had made us not live our own life. Not value what we have, what we have accomplished and who we are. Whenever we start comparing our lives to others, we are already losing. We don’t compare the good things about us, but the worst. And the worst always looks bad compared to what “appears” to be the perfect live of others.

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Apply Magic Sauce

One of my friends on FB shared this and I admit I did the test a few times before I was satisfied with the answer. Basically, Apply Magic Sauce is a “A personalisation engine that accurately predicts psychological traits from digital footprints of human behaviour.”

This is done by either doing some psychometrics analysis on your Facebook profile, or on something that you have written online. I did both, but considering I haven’t updated my FB in a while (it counts likes you did back in 2007 or something), I didn’t find it quite as accurate as copy/pasting something I wrote recently.

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Material Girl

I’ve given myself a deadline to whether I’m moving back to my hometown or…Well, I haven’t quite decided on a plan B yet. But as April draws closer, I look around my little studio apartment that has been my home for two years and think…I’m not leaving anything behind. Each object, has a story that I know I’d want to remember when I need to focus on the good things.

Good memories.

I’ve experienced it, and accepted it, when I moved to Italy after finishing my studies in London. I took whatever I could with me, because they had lived with me and experienced my ups and downs. I came to Italy with 5 big bags carrying everything I needed to feel at home. To create my safe haven.

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