19 August 2009
TRIAL POST 4
Por supuesto, el uso de esta plantilla es totalmente gratuito. Está publicada bajo licencia Creative Commons, por lo que el único requisito indispensable para utilizarla es que conserves los créditos situados en el sidebar, incluyendo un enlace hacia el blog de Vikiworks y otro hacia Zona Cerebral. Todas las imágenes del template están alojadas en Imageshack.us, aunque si dispones de un servicio de hosting propio es recomendable que las descargues y las alojes en este. De lo contrario, también puedes subirlas a Blogger publicando una entrada con todas ellas y modificándolas posteriormente en la plantilla.
TRIAL POST 3
Por supuesto, el uso de esta plantilla es totalmente gratuito. Está publicada bajo licencia Creative Commons, por lo que el único requisito indispensable para utilizarla es que conserves los créditos situados en el sidebar, incluyendo un enlace hacia el blog de Vikiworks y otro hacia Zona Cerebral. Todas las imágenes del template están alojadas en Imageshack.us, aunque si dispones de un servicio de hosting propio es recomendable que las descargues y las alojes en este. De lo contrario, también puedes subirlas a Blogger publicando una entrada con todas ellas y modificándolas posteriormente en la plantilla.
03 August 2009
Trial 2
Step #2 - Add a Class Tag in Your Default Post Template
For this step, you need to navigate in your Blogger account to “Settings” => “Formatting” and scroll all the way down to the bottom. It’s the last option called “Post Template”. You’re going to paste in the following code:
26 July 2009
Boring Sundays
We spend our Sundays watching TV and eat from the couch. That's one day of the week where we don't need to bathe before noon. There are no rules on Sundays!
25 July 2009
trial
You can download this template (an html file you can customize quickly using, for example, Dreamweaver) at the following link but, first to use it on your blog, read carefully the disclaimer.
12 June 2009
SOMEBODY HAS TO SAY IT

09 June 2009
How much water do you drink per day?
Drinking too much water leads to health complications!
I google everything. Of course I looked it up! What did we know?! The results were astounding.
Excessive intakes of water culminate into a condition called ‘hyponatremia’. Wikipedia defines it as ‘an electrolyte disturbance (disturbance of the salts in the blood) in which the sodium concentration in the plasma is lower than normal’. Read more on hyponatremia here.
There is another article that caught my eye. It reveals how a woman ‘died after competing in a radio station’s on air-water-drinking contest’. Full article here.
Balance is key people!! The author of the article advised:
“Drink to your thirst. It’s the best indicator.”
I totally agree.
Myth Buster
06 June 2009
Assassination of the English Language
Dear Diary
It just stopped raining. I am in my bedroom, drowning in my own sweat and thinking about this week’s events. One thing keeps nagging me. I’ll get back to that shortly.
First let me tell you how delighted I was to find a network of Mauritians diligently blogging and consequently, building a community where opinions are generously shared. Residing on the other half of the planet, I always take pride in imparting the fact that I’m from Mauritius. On this side of Earth, very few people know the existence of my small island in the Indian Ocean.
Anyway Diary, back on the nit-picking thought. I’m a sucker for any beautifully-written published article/document. I’m unquestionably impressed with the blogs composed by some of the Mauritians. It’s the way you write that, as a result, captures your targeted readers. However, my fussy eyes can’t go over misspelled words, plain grammatical bloopers, incorrect sentence structure and wrong tenses. No matter how alluring your article is.
One blog captivated my interest today and one tiny word ruined it for me: ‘scaring’ used as an adjective!! Ouch! What happened to ‘scary’?
Do not let it happen again. PLEASE. Make sure you know your adjectives and nouns before you start write.
This is not a hate blog, mind you Diary.
Please let me know if I’ve breached any syntax of the English language!
I come in peace.
Wez
05 June 2009
3 Reasons I Like Friday
- It represents the beginnning of the week-end! I still feel the TGIF buzz even though I'm unemployed.
- My husband HAS to take me out, else dire consequences are ensued (C'mon it's Friday! Time to put on your dancing shoes!!)
- I get to play my music loud! LOL This practice's been established since I moved to the Caribbean.
04 June 2009
Wordpress

03 June 2009
25 Things You Didn't Know About Me
- I am a Muslim.
- I'm married to a Christian, who is now a Muslim-convert.
- I used to skip French classes till I got caught.
- I dated one of my then good friend's ex.
- I cheated once.
- I'm a food junkie.
- In my previous employment my working hours were spent on Facebook.
- I used to fake telephone calls to let my employer know that I was 'working'.
- I would love making a sex tape with my husband :)
- My BFF isn't a hetero.
- I had a crush on a relative once.
- I cheated in exams once and got caught! The head invigilator let me off the hook.
- I made out with a girl.
- I had sex at work.
- I had sex in bushes. (lol)
- I had sex daily, for a period of 6 months
- Poor customer services drive me nut.
- I loathe when people call and wouldn't leave a message.
- My husband is my only best-est friend.
- Thinking about husband having sex in his past turns me on!
- I used to fantasize about Tyrese.
- My brother walked in on me while I was 'pleasuring' myself!!
- I peed my pants once, while rushing to home from work.
- I'm claustrophobic.
- I still feel shy to dance in front of my husband unless I'm drunk!
29 May 2009
Horrible Mind Trip!
24 May 2009
Chicken Junkie
23 May 2009
Florent Pagny - Savoir Aimer
This is one of my all-time favourite songs. Everytime I listen to it - which
is very often - I feel soothed. I don't have the English version and if I do
have time I'll try to translate the lyrics.
22 May 2009
No Sweaty Palms and Still...

I am in love, over again. There comes a time in one's life where one says 'I am in love', most of us do I suppose. But how do you know it's love? Or are we confusing lust with love?
I knew when I was losing myself to someone else and this time it was serious – still is, more and more everyday. The man I fell in love with lured me with mere words and I could not stop my body from responding, though my brain was a bit slow to follow act. However sometimes losing is winning and I am glad I did. Nothing compares to the first flushes of love, nothing at all. In my case it was bewilderment followed by resistance and then acceptance.
My fate was sealed on a warm Sunday night. Compliments are like a balm to one's ego but surprisingly I was rather shown appreciation – as if he knew that being complimented on my physical characteristics turns me off - and thatthrew me off. I am stupid right? What woman wouldn't like to have the man of her life or any man at that, whispering sweet nothings about how her eyes twinkle or how that skirt complement her skin tone and so on? Not me for sure. Yes I am stupid. Or maybe you could blame it on certain attitudes I had come across as a child who had left a message indelibly printed across my brain that other people's criticism was something I must learn to live with. No great expectations here.
Anyhow, I fell for him – hook, line and sinker. Not a day goes by I feel a tiny ache within myself that if fate had not allowed us the time to discover each other what would've become of us? Dwelling on negative thoughts won't do any good – as he would say – so let's pursue happiness instead.
There are no words to describe how much I love him. As for the question 'How do I know it's love?' Simple – the way he hugs me, the way his eyes mist over when he confesses his love to me and the way he holds on to me when…erm…better leave it unsaid or rather unwritten…
However it's not going to be a bed of roses all the time and I would not want it to be. A rose with no thorn loses its charm and beauty. Pain is part of happiness.
Caught up in throes of passion and love, I can finally admit that cynical, I'm not anymore. That thing called love has again stroke and I'm thrilled to be one of its 'victims'.
It all comes down to this….
Always his…







