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~_Self-determination_~
Written at 18:25 on Monday 13 October 2014 0 comment(s)



Why do I seem to be perpetually struggling with my weight? This realisation hit me one day while I was looking at a photograph of myself taken in 1998. The face that stated back at me was haggard but slim. In fact, I could even see my collarbones jutting out from my purple blouse. And yet, at that time, I had thought I was fat. I now realised that it was a psychological as well as a physical warfare for me. Ever since that year, I had put on ten more pounds. The purple blouse is still with me but it is shoved right into the back of the cupboard for it reminded me of my slimmer days.


Ever since I was small, I have been I had no neck, just tons of flesh everywhere. My grandmother called me 'Gu Sai' which mean cow dung because I looked like a blob of that. Friends called me 'Tua Pui Jen' which mean fatty Jen and that name stuck until I was in my teens. With such nicknames, it was not surprising that I had problem with my self-image.


Although, I continued to be slightly overweight throughout my teens, I was not obese or fat. So, I never bothered to go on a diet. I did not have enough self-discipline or the desire to do so. My classmate were always prettier and thinner than me. They were popular with boys while I excelled in games. Soon, I dressed like a boy, in jeans and T-shirt. These were more comfortable and I could hide all those ugly bulges. I felt safe as if by dressing that way I could divert people's attention. However, the mode of dressing attracted unwanted attention from well meaning relatives. They were afraid that i would turn out to be a tomboy. Once I heard them wispering to my parents and I cried.


My self-image improved over the year as I plant out my self-determination. I lost a lot of weight due to the everyday exercise my mom organised for me. I jogged around 30 minute everyday and eat less carbohidrate. The hell I went trought was worth it I was being the centre of attention and boyfriend were aplenty. Every one love the new me. With less fat I can do plenty of things. I start to play guitar and join a band. I have learn to accept the fact that I used to be fat and keep moving forward.



BY NUR FATINI LIDYA

( ╯‾◡‾)╯~||_Pets and Animal_||~╰(‾◡‾╰ )
Written at 08:14 on Saturday 11 October 2014 0 comment(s)

Dogs have always been considered as man’s best friend since the beginning of time. In fact, archaeologists have found remains of dogs that are 10,000 years old.


      Firstly, dogs are companions and family to man. They are well known for their loyalty and unconditional love. Note what President Obama chose for his daughters. President Obama got them a Portuguese waterdog. This breed is well known for being loyal and protective.

      Another instance of why dogs are man’s best friend is dogs are invaluable to man in their work. Working dogs like the Siberian huskies and collies pull heavy loads across tract of ice and snow. Sheep away from danger.  Similarity, without the Anatolian shepherd, many sheep would be destroyed by wolves and feral domestic dogs. Herding dogs are used by stockmen in sheep and cattle farms around the word for mustering.


      Furthermore, police dogs, sometimes called K9 Units, are great assistants. They help track or immobilize possible criminals while officers arrest or investigate the scene of crime. Some are even specially trained for anti-terrorist units, as in Austria.

      In addition, some dogs help find lost people and animals. The St.Bernard is an example of a search dog. It was historically used in Europe in the case of avalanches and lost travelers. Search dogs are used in lost person searches each year and have helped save human lives.
   
      Thirdly, dogs help the sick and disable. These therapy dogs visit people in hospitals and nursing homes and provide cheer and entertainment. A wag and a lick on their hand brings a smile to the  elderly in retirement facilities, the ill and injured in hospitals.


       Assistance or service dogs help people with various disabilities in everyday tasks. A newspaper columnist.  Anthony Thanasayan, in his column “Wheel Power” has been writing about how his friend have made significant changes in his life as a person born with disability. His dogs help him to open and shut doors, push his wheelchair for him. Most importantly, they keep him from being depressed.

        Intelligent, loyal and loving, dogs really do live up to their reputation as man’s best friend. Many of us would be lost without our faithful companions.



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