Chocolate Pimples
Chocolate pimples! hah! No such thing! I got into a small discussion today on whether the myth that chocolate actually causes pimples is true. I have been avoiding chocolate for some time, simply because of i always assumed that chocolates will ruin my face filling it with nasty pimples. Well got an article of the net on "The Chocolate and Acne Myth" which proves me wrong. For those of you who thought the same way i did, read on.
The allegation that consuming chocolate causes acne is a myth that has been going around for years. Doctors and scientists have refuted the old myth that chocolate causes acne after considerable research. A chocolate candy bar is innocent, but is blamed regularly. Other foods that are blamed include pizza, potato chips and dairy products. No foods have been proven to cause acne. If a person maintains a healthy diet and consumes healthy vegetables and fruits, acne can be prevented.
Overactive oil glands, heredity, dead skin cells that lodge in skin pores and hormonal changes cause acne. Androgen hormone production is at its highest during the teenage years. Outbreaks of pimples and blackheads can become a traumatic event for young boys and girls.
In recent studies, scientists have demonstrated the possibility of regulating hormones as a significant reduction element of acne.
Teenagers are not the only ones with acne. Women who are pregnant or in their 40s can have outbreaks, but by the time a person is 50 it usually has run its course. During the teenage years, boys are more susceptible to stronger breakouts than girls, but when they reach around 40, the women take the lead in numbers of flare-ups. Chocolate has been faulted by many arguments between teens and adults as the cause of acne, tooth decay, being overweight and lacking any food value. It has also been known as an anti-depressant, a cause of hypertension and even an aphrodisiac.
We know that chocolate is basically harmless unless, like everything else, it is over-consumed. Chocolate has been found not to cause nor aggravate outbreaks of acne. These results are backed up by further research that shows acne in no way is affected by chocolate.
Recent scientific studies have suggested chocolate boosts the serotonin in the brain that produces a calming effect and stability. Stress has been identified as a cause of acne. If chocolate stimulates the serotonin and calms the nerves, then chocolate could be found to assist in acne restraint.
Chocolate lovers will be pleased to know that nutritionists believe chocolate plays a nutritional role in a balanced diet. The facts are that chocolate carries about one-third of an adult’s daily requirement of antioxidants. Food of any kind is not responsible for acne. There are, however, other elements for acne such as hereditary, hormones, skin type, cosmetics and the environment. If eating something in particular causes an outbreak of zits the next day, it is advisable to stay away from that food for a while. If eating the same food again after a few days the result is an outbreak, the chances are it is an allergic reaction rather than an outbreak of acne.
So you see, im proven wrong. Chocolate is not the cause for pimples!
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Thursday, September 02, 2004
Hash Clothes Modelling...
Hash Clothes Modelling...
Apologise for the late posts! I lost my mind in the past two days, and was on writers block. Anyways, updates!
Monday a pretty busy day, as i, yes me modelled hash clothes. Another one of those stunning dinner and dance nights where they have the traditional fashion shows. This time in hash clothes (very casual attire, hashers usually wear eg. Shorts, bandana, and t-shirts). I must say this is a very different type of fashion show as its very much more casual than the usual.
The first round i was styling a spaggetti strap, and hash shorts. Yes, i know i look awfully thin in a spaggetti strap, but it wasnt so exposed anyways, as i had a palm leaf in front of my face. This round was to show us running the hash. Quite different, but nice. Ths music we walked to was Dragostea Din Tei by Ozone. Its a very different unique techno track which you will get attracted to if you listen to it that you will want to hear it over and over again. Trust me, im stuck on it.
Round two, got me out styling a rugged jeans, with a large t-shirt, bandana, and shades. Now this gives in a cool chick look as they tied my t-shirt exposing my tummy. The truth, i have no tummy(thanks to jogging everyday).
Third outfit, hmmm...this is interesting as it was merely just a piece of cloth wrapped around my body, more commonly known as sarong. Now they tied in a very different way, something very beach like. Now girls, this makes you feel very sexy, as your basically in a towel llike thing.
Round four, where we had to escort the grand masters, and the chairmans up the stage to make their final bow. Here we styled an evening gown. Mine was a green gown, with little black beads. Very lovely. All the pictures below are of me with the other models after the show.
This is Ashvina, me and Ameet in our evening gowns and suit.
This is me, Ashvina, Matthew, and Aunty Kate(the lady who helped us with the changing)
Me and Ash, the two female models out of the other four guys.
This is the design the boys had on thier heads. This model is Samreet.
All the others who modelled with me are Ashvina, Ameet, Matthew, Samreet and Rajey. Nice working with you guys!
Apologise for the late posts! I lost my mind in the past two days, and was on writers block. Anyways, updates!
Monday a pretty busy day, as i, yes me modelled hash clothes. Another one of those stunning dinner and dance nights where they have the traditional fashion shows. This time in hash clothes (very casual attire, hashers usually wear eg. Shorts, bandana, and t-shirts). I must say this is a very different type of fashion show as its very much more casual than the usual.
The first round i was styling a spaggetti strap, and hash shorts. Yes, i know i look awfully thin in a spaggetti strap, but it wasnt so exposed anyways, as i had a palm leaf in front of my face. This round was to show us running the hash. Quite different, but nice. Ths music we walked to was Dragostea Din Tei by Ozone. Its a very different unique techno track which you will get attracted to if you listen to it that you will want to hear it over and over again. Trust me, im stuck on it.
Round two, got me out styling a rugged jeans, with a large t-shirt, bandana, and shades. Now this gives in a cool chick look as they tied my t-shirt exposing my tummy. The truth, i have no tummy(thanks to jogging everyday).
Third outfit, hmmm...this is interesting as it was merely just a piece of cloth wrapped around my body, more commonly known as sarong. Now they tied in a very different way, something very beach like. Now girls, this makes you feel very sexy, as your basically in a towel llike thing.
Round four, where we had to escort the grand masters, and the chairmans up the stage to make their final bow. Here we styled an evening gown. Mine was a green gown, with little black beads. Very lovely. All the pictures below are of me with the other models after the show.
This is Ashvina, me and Ameet in our evening gowns and suit.
This is me, Ashvina, Matthew, and Aunty Kate(the lady who helped us with the changing)
Me and Ash, the two female models out of the other four guys.
This is the design the boys had on thier heads. This model is Samreet.
All the others who modelled with me are Ashvina, Ameet, Matthew, Samreet and Rajey. Nice working with you guys!
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Trust hurts when its broken
Trust hurts when its broken
Who can i trust? The word trust on its own has a literal meaning to allow someone to look after something with full confidence that it will be kept confidential. I still feel that, trusting someone is a burdened task unless you are used to the pain it brings when that trust is accidently broken. I placed alot of secrets to a single person, and behind my back she broke it. Now i wonder why it hurts, if i can say the secret was not such a big deal. The thought of that person breaking that promise not to tell a soul, is the sharpest knife that can pierce into your heart.
It hurts, it hurts so bad. Now i needed this person to keep that secret, but after going behind my back, i do not know who to trust anymore, for trust itself is a burdened task. Trust hurts when its broken. It hurts so much. Who is left to trust? I can trust no one but myself....
Who can i trust? The word trust on its own has a literal meaning to allow someone to look after something with full confidence that it will be kept confidential. I still feel that, trusting someone is a burdened task unless you are used to the pain it brings when that trust is accidently broken. I placed alot of secrets to a single person, and behind my back she broke it. Now i wonder why it hurts, if i can say the secret was not such a big deal. The thought of that person breaking that promise not to tell a soul, is the sharpest knife that can pierce into your heart.
It hurts, it hurts so bad. Now i needed this person to keep that secret, but after going behind my back, i do not know who to trust anymore, for trust itself is a burdened task. Trust hurts when its broken. It hurts so much. Who is left to trust? I can trust no one but myself....
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Onam, a harvest festival
Onam, a harvest festival
Today is the 28th of August 2004. It is Onam, the malayalee's harvest festival. On Onam, malayalee's celebrate the freshly collected harvest by having a banana leaf meal with a large amount of differently cooked vegetables on it. The meal is a vegetarian meal. The amount of dishes on the banana leaf varies on the individual hosting the house for the meal. There can be either 9,11, 15, 17 or 19 different types of dishes. Last night i attended an onam family dinner at my grandaunts place who was the host this year. We had 17 different dishes on the leaf!
The typical onam menu:
Aviyal (mixture of vegetable dish)
Thoran (any vegetable with grated coconut)
Elessery (pumpkin with red beans)
Olen (Ashgod- White pumpkin with long beans cooked in coconut milk)
Kalin (Banana in yoghurt and coconut milk)
Pachedi (mango with ripe banana blended)
Inchi Puli (ginger with tamarin)
Luichia (some kinda red berry with yoghurt)
Kondatam (green chili dried in yoghurt)
Pavaka (fried bittergod)
Green Peas Dahl with gee
Sambar
Papadam
Lime Pickle
Moru (Yoghurt with water, ginger and curry leaves)- not usually put in
White Paiyasam (made with milk)
Brown Paiyasam (made with coconut milk)
Banana
Tradition goes, that the the youth will serve the elders first. I learnt alot about indian culture last night while serving these dishes because the elders will sit and tell the tale of what vegetable it is, how it is best made. Only after the elders are done, the youth get to eat.
This is a picture of me after finishing the complete meal. Oh mann, its so filling, I can hardly walk!
To all my fellow bloggers,
Happy Onam!
Is a "Purple Finch" purple?
Is a "Purple Finch" purple?
I watched a documentary on birds while i was at the saloon today and came across a bird that attracted my utmost attention as it was called the "Purple Finch". Yes it may be called a purple finch, but no it is not a purple bird.
The name "Purple Finch" tends to be misleading. The bird is no more purple than it is yellow or blue. Crimson finch would be a more appropriate name. (However, the "purple" of the Bible and of classical writers was not very different from the red of the male purple finch.) The species has also been called "linnet" and even "purple grosbeak." Purple Finches are named for the raspberry-red color of the males. The raspberry color is deepest on the head, nape, face, throat, breast, flanks, and rump. The hindneck, back, and scapular feathers are deep red streaked with brown. Wings and tail are brown and the belly and undertail coverts are white. Now why is it called purple again? The female does not even have a shade near purple. Females are quite different, lacking any red color. The head is pale brown, with fine dark streaks, and a dark ear patch separating a broad white suprecilium and a white moustache stripe. The white moustache stripe is separated from the white of the throat by a brown malar stripe. Back and scapulars are brown and streaked; the rump, tail, and wings are also brown, but unstreaked. Throat, breast, and flanks are white with heavy brown streaks. The belly and undertail coverts are unstreaked white.
The state bird of New Hampshire, the Purple Finch is a bird of coniferous and mixed forests, as well as park-like areas, breeding in the northeastern United States, across southern Canada, and in the Cascades and western Sierra Nevada ranges of the West Coast.
Well this is a little about the Purple Finch for you. Doesn't it still leave you wondering why it's called "Purple Finch" when it has not a single shade of purple?
I watched a documentary on birds while i was at the saloon today and came across a bird that attracted my utmost attention as it was called the "Purple Finch". Yes it may be called a purple finch, but no it is not a purple bird.
The name "Purple Finch" tends to be misleading. The bird is no more purple than it is yellow or blue. Crimson finch would be a more appropriate name. (However, the "purple" of the Bible and of classical writers was not very different from the red of the male purple finch.) The species has also been called "linnet" and even "purple grosbeak." Purple Finches are named for the raspberry-red color of the males. The raspberry color is deepest on the head, nape, face, throat, breast, flanks, and rump. The hindneck, back, and scapular feathers are deep red streaked with brown. Wings and tail are brown and the belly and undertail coverts are white. Now why is it called purple again? The female does not even have a shade near purple. Females are quite different, lacking any red color. The head is pale brown, with fine dark streaks, and a dark ear patch separating a broad white suprecilium and a white moustache stripe. The white moustache stripe is separated from the white of the throat by a brown malar stripe. Back and scapulars are brown and streaked; the rump, tail, and wings are also brown, but unstreaked. Throat, breast, and flanks are white with heavy brown streaks. The belly and undertail coverts are unstreaked white.
The state bird of New Hampshire, the Purple Finch is a bird of coniferous and mixed forests, as well as park-like areas, breeding in the northeastern United States, across southern Canada, and in the Cascades and western Sierra Nevada ranges of the West Coast.
Well this is a little about the Purple Finch for you. Doesn't it still leave you wondering why it's called "Purple Finch" when it has not a single shade of purple?
Friday, August 27, 2004
I just love the taste of ice cream!
I just love the taste of ice cream!
Imagine standing in front of the box, filled with loads of different delicious melting ecstasy in which we call ice cream. I just love that feeling, gazing at all the different colours of ice cream, trying to pick out a favourite. It just makes your mouth water, watching them scoop up a spoon of the chosen cream for the day, and letting you taste what your money was spent for. Yummy.....I just love the taste of ice cream!
Ice Cream is sort of like my best friend. It cheers me up when im down, its always there for me in its icy coolself, it doesn't get bored of me, and it always comes up with sweeter flavours. Yum.... I could live eating only ice cream. Its funny, how ice cream, not being able to speak can cheer me up. I guess its icy cold self just numbs up my brain and leaves me without thinking about what had just happened. I love that numb feeling ice cream can give you when you eat it too fast, the ultimate brain freezer. Ice Cream, oh ice cream how i love thee in my company.
Many people have the mentality that ice cream being cold can give you a flu. I for one had that mentality, but i read this article in the "Australian's womens weekly" and came across the fact that ice cream keeps you away from nasty flus. Now how is this possible? isnt ice cream bad for health? Nope. It isn't. Today we have such thing as a healthy ice cream. Most well known parlours have already added probiotic microbes to their ice cream which could aid in digestion, boost the immune system, and fight bad bacteria. You see, ice cream isn't all that bad, its like taking more antibiotics which is good as it boost the immune system.
Dont you just love ice cream now?
Imagine standing in front of the box, filled with loads of different delicious melting ecstasy in which we call ice cream. I just love that feeling, gazing at all the different colours of ice cream, trying to pick out a favourite. It just makes your mouth water, watching them scoop up a spoon of the chosen cream for the day, and letting you taste what your money was spent for. Yummy.....I just love the taste of ice cream!
Ice Cream is sort of like my best friend. It cheers me up when im down, its always there for me in its icy coolself, it doesn't get bored of me, and it always comes up with sweeter flavours. Yum.... I could live eating only ice cream. Its funny, how ice cream, not being able to speak can cheer me up. I guess its icy cold self just numbs up my brain and leaves me without thinking about what had just happened. I love that numb feeling ice cream can give you when you eat it too fast, the ultimate brain freezer. Ice Cream, oh ice cream how i love thee in my company.
Many people have the mentality that ice cream being cold can give you a flu. I for one had that mentality, but i read this article in the "Australian's womens weekly" and came across the fact that ice cream keeps you away from nasty flus. Now how is this possible? isnt ice cream bad for health? Nope. It isn't. Today we have such thing as a healthy ice cream. Most well known parlours have already added probiotic microbes to their ice cream which could aid in digestion, boost the immune system, and fight bad bacteria. You see, ice cream isn't all that bad, its like taking more antibiotics which is good as it boost the immune system.
Dont you just love ice cream now?
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Who are my real friends?
Who are my real friends?
Before i start todays blog, just want to say that all my posts is about my life, my discoveries, and my opinions. As a blogger of my site, please have the respect to not push pure insults, or condemn my posts. Yes you have the right to comment, but comment wisely and nicely. Discussions are beautiful, but proving a point that my own opinion which is on my blog is wrong is not beautiful, not even near nice. Thank you all for reading my blog and participating in it, i really appriciate it, but do bare in mind that some times its alright to be mean, but you have no right to be bad. So if you have a point to prove, take it out onto your own blog. Other than that its so nice to have loads of you involved in my blog. Thank you for all your time. So to not waste anymore time...here is todays topic: Who are my real friends?
I realised today, that all my life i spent trying to please people, trying to be accepted, trying to be cool. But little did i know that inside i was cool. This means i was cool being me, and i tried so many many things just to be someone i am not. All those people i called my best friends, i do not know who they are anymore. I dont know what they are doing, where they are, how they are feeling, i dont know anything a best friend should know. A best friend would keep in touch even after you depart into two different ways leaving high school and moving on.
But nope, i havent done any of that. So what kind of friend am i? or what type of friends did i make my best friend? After years of trying my best to be accepted, i still do not have a best friend. What is a best friend now? Im so confused. I wish i had a friend whom i can call a best friend, who knows me for who i am, and appriciates me for who i am. So now i sit and ponder, who are my real friends?
Before i start todays blog, just want to say that all my posts is about my life, my discoveries, and my opinions. As a blogger of my site, please have the respect to not push pure insults, or condemn my posts. Yes you have the right to comment, but comment wisely and nicely. Discussions are beautiful, but proving a point that my own opinion which is on my blog is wrong is not beautiful, not even near nice. Thank you all for reading my blog and participating in it, i really appriciate it, but do bare in mind that some times its alright to be mean, but you have no right to be bad. So if you have a point to prove, take it out onto your own blog. Other than that its so nice to have loads of you involved in my blog. Thank you for all your time. So to not waste anymore time...here is todays topic: Who are my real friends?
I realised today, that all my life i spent trying to please people, trying to be accepted, trying to be cool. But little did i know that inside i was cool. This means i was cool being me, and i tried so many many things just to be someone i am not. All those people i called my best friends, i do not know who they are anymore. I dont know what they are doing, where they are, how they are feeling, i dont know anything a best friend should know. A best friend would keep in touch even after you depart into two different ways leaving high school and moving on.
But nope, i havent done any of that. So what kind of friend am i? or what type of friends did i make my best friend? After years of trying my best to be accepted, i still do not have a best friend. What is a best friend now? Im so confused. I wish i had a friend whom i can call a best friend, who knows me for who i am, and appriciates me for who i am. So now i sit and ponder, who are my real friends?
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