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  • I wanna save the world

    WHY must there be hunger in the world? Why must there be people who don’t have enough to eat and kids who die every day from starvation?

    I may not have a lot but at least I (almost) always have food in the cupboards. It saddens me that we have all manner of greasy crap freely available to us on one hand and on the other, fattened birds and battery farmed hens and baby calves sacrificed so people can have their delicacies.

    With so much wealth concentrated in the first world it seems so wrong to me that millions don’t even have the basics. A little redistribution?

    They’ve only recently managed to eradicate some disease in Africa stemming from dirty drinking water (?) where worms grow in your stomach and then burst out through any part of your body (wherever they may happen to be, eyes, chest, legs, worse…), a painful, painful thing that a little sanitation wiped out.

    In the midst of my interminable reading for my lit review I came across this quote from “a little boy in Gabon”. Something along the lines of, I don’t have breakfast in the morning; I go to school, and I don’t have lunch. When I get home I have a little supper, maybe potatoes, and sometimes I see other children eating and school, and I watch them eat, and think I’m going to die of hunger. Oh, how I wanted to cry after reading that.

    Oftentimes the weekend comes around and I moan about the fact that we have no food, and annoy everyone around me by complaining that I’ll pass out if I don’t get something to eat. But no matter how bare our pantry gets, in reality it’s never really, truly empty. So here’s my resolution – no more ‘there’s nothing for me to eat’ Saturday morning bitching. There’s always something of some sort around. And if I don’t like it, at least it’s still edible.

  • The pursuit of money

    I was sitting in front of a Fijian and a Samoan guy on the bus the other day. They were talking about how great it was going back to visit because life over there is so different; it’s more laidback, there’s a sense of community, money is not as important and you don’t NEED it to get by as you do here.

    It sounds idyllic. But you know what, I don’t think I’d last long there. City life is stressful, and expensive, and sometimes it’s harsh and dangerous and downright disheartening, but I wouldn’t trade it in. The Pacific is top of my holiday list but it’s not really a lifestyle option.

    I think I value ambition and money and the buzz of the city (not that I’d want to live in the midst of it) and the insane variety of foods we now have here (y’all know how much I love to eat). I want to work hard and travel and obtain the trappings of middle class life eventually.

    Or have I just been brainwashed by the capitalist economy?

  • Hello world!

    Moving on from my occasional exam-induced ramblings on a certain networking site, I’m actually going to keep a dedicated blog. Hopefully I’ll manage to keep it from degenerating into lame everyday one-line updates (that’s what facebook status is for after all) – because really I want to make this something I wouldn’t be ashamed to have anyone read.

    SO I’ve been immersed in Fashion Week photos since Tuesday, and as little as I know/care about high fashion, I totally loved the Cybele show. Loved the colours, loved the prints. Also up there was Juliette Hogan; wouldn’t wear most of it but hell it looked good on the models. But the standout for me was the Trelise Cooper kids’ show…how adorable…they were the cutest little things, though i can’t imagine they enjoyed the makeup and the hair teasing. And I now know why they send them down the runway in pairs.

    On a rather more boring note, I’ve finally decided to start a price book! I can’t do anything about rocketing food prices but after rent, food and groceries are my biggest expenses so I’m gonna do whatever I can to keep those under control. In theory over time I’ll get to know sale cycles and know what a good price for something is, and what stuff to get from where (we alternate between Pak and Slave and Countdown).