Wednesday, September 10, 2014

People | Thoughts, Life

To be honest, there will be more people you meet in your lifetime that will not even flinch or give it a second thought regarding your existence. Because all you'll be is an empty chair, an insignificant crack in the wall, a blank face, insignificant. And I really won't say that's okay. Yeah, there's the whole, "don't waste your time on people who doesn't think you're worth their time." I can rub it off, but I won't. Because it's ridiculous. And you wonder why people fall into depression or commit suicide. Don't get me wrong. My whole point is that there are so many things that people do that has an effect on people regardless if it's done consciously or unconsciously. And it's not really something we give it a second thought. Like if it was offensive, or it was rude or maybe it was something that completely scarred a person for life. And yeah, it is true that the people you meet in life would most probably be people who would just unconsciously acknowledge your existence. What more of a way to make someone feel more invincible than to just look past them like the seat is empty or it's just a plain white wall, right? Way to go. 

I sat down doing some thinking during my break today. Furious I was. I mean yeah, I do exist. I am solid and I'm not transparent. Like, I mean there are better ways to acknowledge someone's invisibility. People always go around saying that they want to make some big changes in the world and how they want to be an influence and have an impact on others. What impact are you really making if you don't practice those little things that would accumulate up to a very big shinning ball of influence? I don't get it. I really don't. Saying that you want to make a big change in the world, but you're not even doing something to the people around you. Where's the influence in that? All you do really is lower the self esteem of others. 

And there will be people who are completely oblivious to the feeling's of others. Sure you can bloody argue and say that they shouldn't be so sensitive in the first place, but have you took into account those people who are very insecure and have a small little amount of self confidence? Is it their fault? Is it their fault that they look into the mirror each day and see a nobody starring back at them, or they see a person they're not happy with, a person worth beating themselves up for? Is it their fault that it's getting worse day by day? Not completely. Everything we do has an impact to others. I'm serious. I don't honestly know where I'm getting to at this, but I now understand why there are so many "I'm a nobody" thing going on. If the majority of everybody in the world literally continues to be oblivious and treat your actions to others lightly, like "so what if it hurts others? It does't effect me. Should I care?" then how exactly do you make people on the other side not left out? Tried living in their shoes for a day? Have you even thought of that? Maybe you should try it some time. 

Everyone should try it some time. We call ourselves humans but most of the times we really lack humanity. If we can't even use our feelings that we have like caring. sympathy, empathy or just the simple unselfish-like feelings a normal human would have, I suggest everyone would just be better off as robots. Why do we need feelings if nobody in the world puts it into good use in this day and age? 

I know that we shouldn't rely on others for confidence, or even rely on others to feel good about ourselves and whatever you're probably gonna get to. But the whole point is really, if we continue to treat others like they're invisible then as obvious as it is, that's what people are going to think. Because you've already put such a mindset in their minds that they're not worth your time, not worth your effort, not worth this, not worth that, just in simple words not worthy enough then obviously that's the only mindset they're ever going to be able to base their mindset on. 

Have you ever sat down and just re-think about the way you've been treating others and if you were on the opposite side of the conversation, would you be satisfied with you? Have you gave it a second thought if what you're doing is conveying that good or the bad? Because if you haven't gave it a second thought, I reckon you start now. I cannot stand another "you're invisible to me" crap. I'm concerned for those who doesn't know their self worth. Those who don't know how much more they're worth than they think they are because I was once one of them. We're human. And so often really we'll find ourselves in moments of absolute mess, no self confidence, insecure and broken. Don't you think the action's of those who couldn't give a flipping fish as to how their "you don't exist to me" crap reflects on others? In this case since they're "invisible" it literally just shines through them. What a way to boost their confidence, ay? 

I still struggle everyday with reminding myself of my worth. What about those who haven't gotten there yet though? What about those who are still yet to stand up but you just keep pushing them down? What about those who needs just a little help to get back up again? What about those who has a voice but you just keep shutting them off? The ones who should shine brighter than the sun but you just keep raining on their parade? The ones who has potential but you just keep shutting them off? The one's who are lost and just need someone to guide them back? People don't understand how the little things they do can impact someone's life either in a good way or a bad way. It can either be a boost of confidence or it can be a big fat bus of insecurity slamming someone face on. Just like that. One little gesture, one word, one sentence, one glare, one bloody moment of rejection silence can result in too many unwanted things. 

Not everybody is perfect, I get that. Sometimes we do it unconsciously. I get it. But just second guess yourself and really wonder if you're really giving people a boost or tearing them down. Because for the past one month I've been so tired of getting torn down I didn't know where to draw the line. Sure its easy to be oblivious to others. But easy is never beneficial. It's easy to stay down once you're being pushed down one too many times. It's even easier to be the one tearing people down. Its not so easy trying to stay up when you're being pushed down, but it's even harder to get up when you're being constantly pushed down. 

Everybody has their demons. Everybody will face it differently, some people sweep it under the carpet, some people let them haunt them, some live with them, some accepts themselves as who they are with what they are. People deal with it differently. But regardless of your demons I highly think everyone deserves a chance of feeling good about themselves for who they are. I think everyone deserves that self confidence and self worth that they deserve to feel. I believe that everyone should have that. Not for once in their lifetime, or once every few months, every few years, but everyday of their lives. That's what they should feel and that's what they deserve. So if some of you think that it's the best idea to treat others like they're invisible and not worth your precious minutes, then really, so be it. But I hope in return it makes you feel really really good about yourself. Standing ovation for you. 

Because I'm done being one of those who belittle myself when I'm treated like I'm invisible. I know I've been treated that way a lot especially recently, and on some days I do let it get to me. Like today. And it wasn't an easy half an hour of thought because it opened my eyes to how ugly humans can be and the change the claim they want to make. Kay. That's today's rant of the day. 


Have a great day ahead. 




Zoe

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Ombre hair | Beauty

I guess you could call this a spur of the moment decision. 
I mean the idea has always been there due to endless amount of envy while 
scrolling through Pinterest each day. I never got around to doing it partly because I guess
I didn't like the idea of bleaching my hair? I was also a chicken who second guessed if it'll turn out a complete disaster. So after what seemed like months of admiration, research and DIY instructions, I finally made the decision last night to do it. 

To be honest, the smell of bleach was pretty strong it made me pretty sick at one point. 

But other than that, I have absolutely no complains. 













Zoe



Saturday, September 6, 2014

Post birthday random appreciation post | Thoughts, Life




That has been something I've been trying to tell myself day and night.
That things will get better and it takes time. 
And also because things happen for a reason, good or bad. 
And on some days its believable. 
On other days it isn't the best thing to tell yourself because nothing 
looks like its getting better. I have spent 
the last week trying to tell myself that it'll get better. 
But unfortunately it wasn't one of those weeks where convincing myself really 
worked out. And so I thought, okay I'll just take a break. 
I'll just not sulk and not whine about how bad things are. 

So Friday morning came. Expected it to be completely the same as the days in my week. 
But little did I know my library teacher/first period teacher wished me when I got to first period. And I was like, "wow? what?" so I just said thank you and asked how she knew about it and she said she saw it in one of my forms. So I thought, "wow, okay. that's pretty great" that did put a smile on my face. And after we did everything we needed to do, she came up to us and told us to go into the back room because she had something set up for me. And I was at that point so touched and so thankful. She baked a tuppaware of brownies for me and went to buy a hang down sign that apparently was misspelled. So yesterday was a "happy biryhda" day. We had a pretty great laugh and the rest of the period turned out pretty amazing. Labeling books and bar-coding books went by in a breeze because my classmates and I ended up having a good laugh at almost every little thing.  
 :) 
That in itself and responding to all the wishes and videos, Skype calls, Snapchats, Whatsapps and every form of wishes has definitely opened my eyes to how blessed I am. 


The rest of the day went by slowly though. I came home, had a pretty Malaysian lunch. I had fried rice and char siu and chai boey and SAMBAL <3 . All the good stuff!.





Massive cheesecake :3 (ps. Sherwynn if you're reading this, DON'T DROOL) 




We selfie-d the family picture because everyone was too hungry 



How more to spend my birthday with the people I spent my whole life with, right? :) 


Which brings me to this morning and my post-birthday breakfast :) 




I can't say that you're having the best days of your life right now in whatever situation that you are in. But what I can tell you is that it's a shitty day, not a shitty life. Now you may have a series of shitty days in a row, or weeks. But it's not a shitty life. There will be good days, and there will be bad days. There will be days you'd give up and days you're standing strong. There'll be days you think you're about to break, there'll also be days where you're just no where. On some days however, you'll feel like you're on top of the world. That everything is possible. And you'll also have those days where you beat yourself up for every little thing. That F you got on a test, or the burnt spatula you burned while frying an egg, the crack on your phone, the scar on your arm, the broken mug you dropped, or the broken hole in the ceiling that you fell through (GUILTY. i have scars to prove it :P )


SO BASICALLY, if you've done stupid things in your life, you're on the right track.
You're learning, you're human. 


:) 



Thank you guys once again for everything. 





Zoe

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Birthdays! | Thoughts

So as I write this I am seriously debating if I'm going to actually post this or leave this as a draft. But nevertheless, I will get to it. So to be honest I don't have the birthday vibes this year. I absolutely don't. There were a few thoughts that went through my mind a few hours ago while I was busy bumming and enjoying the day because there was no homework today. (YAY!) So anyways, I had two thoughts in particular.

  1. I don't see the point in celebrating my birthday. 
Because honestly, what is there to celebrate? 
I am far from home, I don't really belong, 
nothing is really that exciting. 
All I kept asking myself was, 
"What's the point?" 
I even went up to a point where I told
a few of my friends on Whatsapp that there was 
absolutely no need for wishes or cakes 
and a celebration when they 
asked me if I had plans for the day. 

THEN, I thought,

2. Wow. 17. 
And guess what? I'M STILL HERE!
If you all didn't know, this year's calender and dates are exactly
the same as the one in 1997. And to be honest, 
it has blown my mind trying to fathom how
it has been 17 years. And that is a 
pretty long time. I realized how blessed I have been,
how much I have grown, how much I have learned, 
how much I have seen, the things that I have went through, 
the people I have met, the ones that I've kept 
and the ones that I left. It's a crazy thought, trying to think back to 
the times when I was younger and couldn't stop wishing to be older
and now I kinda just want things to stop. So I guess instead of 
trying so hard to sulk over "what's the point in celebrating when everything is crap"
I'm asking myself, why not celebrate? Because I remember so clearly it says, 
"give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus."
1 Thessalonians 5:18 
by celebration though, I don't mean a cake and parties and lavish-ness. 
By celebrating I mean, giving thanks and learning to be content with all that I have
and not asking for more because all this is enough. It's perfect the way it is. 
Even if it means the situation that I am in now. 
And that's something that I believe everyone needs to do. 
You just need to stop for a moment and take it all in. 
Take in the fact that you shouldn't be asking for more
because there's already too many things to be thankful for. 
Like the fact that I am so far away from home, 
it's an opportunity that not everybody gets. 
Like maybe how I have an amazing family to be thankful for. 
Or maybe just the fact that I am loved and so immensely blessed. 
So it has been 17 years of amazingness. Ups and downs, 
tears and laughter, a little bit of everything. And without a doubt it has been great. 


I have spent this whole week waking up with the worst mindset. It started off with the whole, "FML" mindset. Then came the horrifying ingrown toe nail Wednesday and I had to walk to and back from school with it, only to come back having to spend a whole hour trying to cut it off. Also, I had a test yesterday that I wasn't very fond of (WHICH I MIGHT ADD I GOT a 91% on it :DDDDD ) . I let little little things get to me. And I was really angry at the world, at life, at everything. I was so annoyed. I kept on asking myself "what's the point in celebrating when there's nothing great for a celebration?". Now, I'm still not very hyped for my birthday tomorrow, after all it's really just another day. But I couldn't be more thankful for everything. And that is what we all need to be. Thankful, grateful and appreciative. So, the whole point is that there is always something to be thankful for, it's just the way you decide to see it. 


Here's a few past birthday pictures. 







2013
The Sweet 16



2012





2011



2010


2006
When everybody was young and I was 9. 





 2014. 


There are really countless amount of things to be thankful for
and I'm trying my best because I remember sulking most of my way through 
in 2012 and you only get each day once and it's never coming back. 
So why not try and make the most out of it, even if circumstances aren't the best, right? 
Don't sulk your way through. You'll regret it. 

:)

Happy September 5th! 



Zoe


Monday, September 1, 2014

What I love | Life

So I've been dancing and playing the piano for about a decade of my life now. Ever since I was a little girl, that was always my thing. And I thought I could actually pursue it in the future as a career at one point of life. But a few years ago, I fell. I fell out of everything. And my passion for dance, music, writing, taking photos, all of that just died. I was also one of those people who did things to make other's proud of me. Thus, I always felt like I wasn't good enough at it. That I was completely rubbish at it and it was a complete total waste of time. And maybe I was rubbish at it. Maybe a decade of dancing and playing the piano was a total waste. But sitting here and going through old pictures, I have never felt happier than when I danced for me and not to please others. Dancing was my escape and there was a point of time when I just danced for myself, and that was the best feeling in the world. Because I had nobody to please. Because the only person who needed to care about what I was doing was me. But not long after that, I became the judgmental one. I was the one who tore myself down based on the critiques of others. And that wasn't healthy. If I could go back in time and shut those voices off, I would still be dancing and playing the piano and I'd be good at it. I'm not entirely blaming the one who tore me down. I'm blaming the one who listened and let it get to me : me. But nevertheless, that was once upon a time ago. And what I'm trying to convey is that if you love something and it makes you happy, do it. Because a few years after I stopped dancing and quit piano, I didn't know who I was. It was like losing a limb and not knowing how you're going to function without it because it was important, it made me whole, it made me who I was. It made Zoe Loh, who she was. So if you love it, whatever that you're doing and if everyone else is telling you to drop it and you're not good at it, trust me when I tell you that you are. You are good at it and you are capable of doing more all because it makes you happy and its something that you love. And that is all that matters. Feel content that you have something you love to do, and you're good at it. Feel good about yourself because you have it. It's true what they say about how nobody can take away the things you love doing except for yourself. It's true. People can say what they want about you, cut off your sponsors for classes, etc. But the only person who can truly take that away from you is yourself. Don't be like me. Don't take it away from yourself. Don't convince yourself that you can't do it. Don't say you're not talented enough, don't make excuses for yourself to not do the things you love. Don't do something you love and have it tear you down just because you think you're not good enough. Everyone is good enough at what they want to do. So don't tear yourself down and beat yourself up and let others define you. Don't. It's not worth it. The regret afterwards is not worth it. So if you're waiting for a sign, if you're unsure of what you want to do or if you should do it, here's your cue. Go. It's possible. Don't give up like I did. :) 


Here's a walk down memory lane for you guys. 



Right after my first performance, 8-10 years ago. I was the happiest girl alive.


Consecutive performances in school. I wouldn't say I was the best, but I was glad I did it. 










Every dancer would have their shoe collection. There was more than this. 








Don't let go of your dreams, it's worth holding on to



Zoe


Saturday, August 23, 2014

Food, Things, everything | Random


Started with the Wednesday and messy French Braids 



And super random photography




Mint M&M's and Buttered Popcorn Jelly Belly Jellybeans


Doodle doodle. 



Being in the US, I can actually wear a dress and slippers with my hair down to school. But I honestly would pick my uniforms over it any day. 


The Chocolate Chip Cookie Fix :) 


Cat shirt deserves some credit. 




And.. my first attempt at making sushi. It actually wasn't that bad! 



And that was my week in pictures :) 





Zoe


Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Escape | Thoughts

Take me home.
 Bring me back to a place where I belong, a place where it's comfortable, a place where I know who I am and where I fit in. Bring me back to the place where I knew where everything is, where I knew my stand. 
I can't do this, not today. I'm not alone. I just don't belong. 
What does anyone expect me to do? 
What am I supposed to do? 
Just take me home. 
I'm only human. And humans break and fall apart. And I know that its okay to break and fall apart, to shine or to shatter, but I don't want to go falling apart and picking up the pieces all over again. Because I'm so tired and even if it was supposed to be some great plan and some beneficial thing, it doesn't seem like the best idea at all. What's the point?