I think now is an appropriate time for a post.
what about, i'm not too sure. So lets start with
the recent going ons in my life.

School is about to start and i'll still be working
part time at bar none. And giving tuition to
Brian on Wednesdays. Gotta pay the bills if you
know what i mean.

Although late, i've made my appeal to finish my
final semester at buffalo. *fingers crossed*

I've just got back from a 10 day long trip to
Taiwan with the family. Which was somewhat
tedious as mom wanted to spend more time
traveling up and down the country to see
natural scenery whilst i wanted to spend
my time shopping, drinking and stuffing my face,
All at the same time if possible. But with all
trips, it is a good getaway from the daily
monotony and grind, so i shalt not complain.

Now on to the deep stuff.
Ken quoted something we once saw in a tv show.
Its a dash crude so i'll put it nicely. It is about
taking your man or women idol off the pedestal.
To often we put the ones we long for on a high
pedestal. Wondering how perfect it would be if..
how great, funny or intelligent he or she is.. and
how nobody else compares.. It resonated in me,
and if you are going through that, then i should in
you too. the reality of the situation is that we need
to not be hung up over losses in love. i know i have
been in the past and i still am, so i know what it
fells like. Do whatever it takes, cuz the world still
goes on.

Wandering aimlessly through blogs, i see posts of friends geared up for the holidays and new year. I think its great, and I'm really happy for them. I would never rain on anyone elses parade. December trips abroad with family and loved ones, new years resolutions and holiday bashes litter facebook statuses and blogs.

Such i pity that i have to end the year on a bad note.
That and well, all the work is just tiring me out. But i've never really been one for the holidays anyway so that works out. And as many times before, i sit by the com, whisky water by my side and ponder about the year. Not about anything in particular, but bask in there really being nothing to be thankful for. Oh, how selfish of me. Don't get me wrong, I Am thankful for my family, my health and all that usual stuff. What I MEANT, was nothing great happened this year to be proud of. Well i Digress. Before i let myself continue to blabber on, i'll end it here, sweet and short.

Merry Christmas friends, if i haven't spent time with you or seen you, I apologize, you still mean the world to me. May this holiday bring you together with the people who you love, and who love you. That is what should matter, above anything else. Adieu.

Everyday I live and learn and grow. Just when I think i've got it all figured out, revelation comes knocking. Life is all about balance, harmony, ying and yang, if you will. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I believe in a cosmic greatness. It is not an entity and doesn't go as far as being a religion. Part of this whole cosmic way of things is that things in life need not be forced. Love, life, money, happiness, creativity, it all comes in its most perfect and undiluted when not hindered by yourself and the world. And when it does, it feels right. We need to let the world come to us, time waits for no man, and hurries for no man either.

Choosing a blogskin is always such a hassle for me,
Sifting through page after page of skins.
Searching for one that represents who i am as a writer
and at the same time without all the little trinkets
which might make me come across as a prepubescent
teenage girl. Well, after spending a fruitful morning
fiddling with skins i've finally arrived at this..

I always wished i could type beautifully like some of the girls i know.
And after reading their blogs I'm always left with two things.
One, inspiration to write something meaningful.
Two, the realization that i lack the writing ability to do so.

Georgia with her, "Queen of the world, I am right and anyone who thinks
otherwise will be sentenced to a slow painful death" straight anecdotes,
and Sophie with her "Let me take you on a serene journey, through events
in my life, through boundless questions where insight and enlightenment lie"
daily observations. And then there's me, who after reading their posts,
ends up feeling like i belong back in primary school remedial english.

Somehow i manage to butcher my thoughts no matter how profound
and beautiful, tearing it to shreds somewhere between thought to finger
to keyboard.

Amazing isn't it.. :)

i blame my gender.........