When I was very young, my brother told me of his schoolmate who suffered from really bad acne. The teenage boy went to consult a dermatologist who provided a very harsh but effective treatment for acne. The treatment was so harsh, the skin on his face dried, peeled and cracked after that.
Since my skin is dehydrated instead of oily, I have never suffered any major problems with acne. I get one embarrassingly huge pimple right on top of my nose every once in a while though, so I still need to know the various acne treatment available.
I have noticed that despite the huge price difference between various brands, most carry the same percentage of salicyclic acid and benzoyl peroxide. Despite that, some of my friends swear by Proactiv which apparently works when others don't. It really bothers me when I spend a lot of money in something that it doesn't work for me, for that reason usually I try tu use some free samples before I choose to buy the product.
Is there a difference between the various brands I’m not aware of? What’s your experience?
I've been coughing mildly (I'm a dainty lady) for almost a month now so to kill all the germs once and for all, this is what my mum made.
French bread slathered with thick layers of garlic!
This food reminds me of an ad for McDonald's I saw when I was in Uni.
A geeky teenage boy was driving a sweet teenage girl out for their first date. You could tell he was jittery, he probably wasn't sure how to break the ice, they were both really quiet in the car.
Then they got to the McDonald's drive-thru. He nervously asked what she'd like to have. She calmly replied, "Cheeseburger, No Onions," and looked at him meaningfully.
His eyes almost fell out of its sockets. His face widened into the brightest smile you've ever seen, it was so sweet. Then he ordered, "2 Cheeseburgers, No Onions", for both of them. Sighhh…
Even when he was driving out of the drive-thru, he still had this silly grin on his face. Then the McDonald’s jingle played, with the tagline, "We love to make you smile."
Thank goodness Nic and I have been together for some time so I could devour all the onions and garlic anytime I like. :lol:
Last week, I went for a Pilates lesson at a very well-equipped pilates studio in Kuala Lumpur. I have been for group pilates mat exercises before and this time, it is a one-to-one session. After my first experience, I think a a one-to-one session is well worth the time and money. You'll know why if you read on.
When we started, the instructor noticed that I have an anteriorly tilted pelvis. In medical terms, this is called a lordotic spine. My mat pilates instructors in KL and Singapore have never noticed that.
Having a lordotic spine means my butt juts out. This is a very bad posture but all is not lost. It can be corrected.
According to the instructor, the spine is held up by our muscles so if I can learn to relax certain muscles and strengthen my abdominal and hamstring muscles, I will be able to correct the tilt.
Having a tilted pelvis is not a big deal but it sparked my interest because years ago, I went for a full medical checkup including pap smear and the doctor used the term Tilted Uterus to describe my womb. Now I am wondering if my uterus is tilted because my pelvis is tilted. 1 in every 5 women have a tilted uterus which usually corrects itself during pregnancy.
Because of the tilted pelvis, I had a hard time getting into the basic pilates positions. As an example, I couldn’t roll down my back, vertabra by vertabra, as instructed. Instead, I thump my entire back on the floor.
I kept the instructor very busy with all the corrections she had to do to my body. So much so that I only managed to get into four positions in the 1.5 hours I was there! It was a one-hour session that stretched longer than expected). It must have been quite a stressful 1.5 hours for the instructor even though she didn’t show any sign of it.
It is a huge difference from the group mat exercise where you keep switching to the next position according to the upbeat vocal instruction without ever knowing if you have performed the previous one precisely. Pilates does require precision.
When you get a new dog, the most important thing you must do with him is to build a bond. Spend some time with the little guy, play with him, treat him to biscuits, bring him out for walks; just do whatever you can to help him know you are a person he can trust.
When Charise first arrived, it was a challenge to bond with her because Dino was hate-filled with jealous rage. When my brother reached out to pat her head, Dino pounced and closed his powerful jaws over her neck, leaving her with four bleeding punctures. He terrified a young dog who have just arrived.
From then on, we could only bond with Charise when Dino was not around. I would trick Dino by getting him to guard the front of the house. While he is busy, I would catch hold of Charise and lead her to the opposite end of the house.
At this quiet place, I would sit with her, brush her beautiful fur, stroke her velveteen cheeks, scratch behind her ear, tickle her soft breasts; while whispering her lovely name. "Charise... Charise..."
Eventually, Charise loved me back.
But I noticed something else. Besides loving me, Charise held a deeper desire for someone else. Charise was pining for the dog who is still begrudging her this house!
When Dino was patrolling around, Charise would longingly follow his trail. She would sniff the places where he had stepped and chase after him while hiding behind a wall. Keeping the distance required self-restrain on her part but she knew this was the only way for her to be near enough to see her beloved while remaining a safe distance from his jaws.
I watched how when Dino sleeps, Charise would sleep five feet away. Her lungs needed to be filled with his scent. One day, when Charise was asleep, Dino woke and leaped on her in a lightning-fast pounce. He pinned her to the ground! Charise squealed and whimpered, sending me running towards them at once.
I was about to order Dino off when I noticed something different about the way he was looking at her now. Despite the seeming violence, the anger that used to cloud his vision had evaporated and been replaced with a look of friendly inquisitiveness.
With Charise cowering and quaking under his paws, Dino started sniffing her up. I hid behind a pillar and watched as Dino sniffed her ears, her eyes and her nose. He trailed his nose down her spine and came to her butt. He spent a longer time sniffing her butt. Then, with a dismissive grunt, he let her go and went back to his patch of grass.
Within seconds, joy overflooded Charise’s chest for Dino had given the permission she needed to move closer to him. Charise immediately picked herself up and made a brave and risky move for a girl whose wounds are still pussing.
She gracefully treaded to Dino’s side and gently nudged his lean, black body. Dino grunted in mock complain. Charise nuzzled some more, enjoying her first touch, before lowering herself into a heap against his muscular back. They snuggled in this peaceful position for awhile, enjoying the pretense that Dino wasn’t bothered that a lanky babe was half-leaning on him now.
But this moment didn’t last long because after restraining herself for a week, Charise was desperate for more. She playfully tugged Dino’s sharp left ear with her teeth. She then tugged his neck, his right ear, then his left ear again.
Eventually, Dino fell for her tease. He got up and stared at her with a sweet, bemused look in his eyes. With this look, Charise knew Dino had surrendered himself over to her so she went ahead to stake her claim.
She wanted all of his body so she was gnawing his cheek, dragging her body against his body, clambering over his back, closing her jaws affectionately over his head, pulling him towards her as closely as possible and still it wasn’t enough.
Dino understood that Charise would not be easily satiated after craving for him for so long so he allowed her to completely consume him.
Thus, Dino and Charise fell, and remain, in love.