Love, Life...or something like it

Monday, August 27, 2012

you learn

This moment right here is a moment to celebrate! It's close to midnight and i'm home alone. Funny when I finally get some time alone, i get into a frenzy trying to figure out what to do next. Do i fluff the pillows (and not have them grabbed, sat on or doubling as a laptop pad within the next 5 minutes), do i light up some scented candles (and not have my husband roll his eyes at that very act), do i soak my feet, do i brew some tea, do i turn on the TV... ooh gee what do i do, what do i do?!

Actually, all that can wait. I think i should just dust off this old, lonely blog for a bit. It has in fact, been awhile :)

I was just telling P, that maybe it is a good thing that i do NOT have a huge pile of cash to sit on, or it will all be spent in all the wrong ways. But IF i ever had access to such cash, the 2 first things that I'd do is 1) Hire myself a human magic 8 ball; someone to make all my life decisions, and 2) Hire myself a shrink; someone to analyse those life decisions with! Wouldn't that be brilliant? My idea of a perfectly complete life!

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You see, I believe that most of the world's troubles stem from the absence or the inadequacy of... something. Not enough money, not enough perspective, not enough second chances. This inadequacy then paves the way for the aim of better days. Well as for me, i am looking for a formula. Something that can help me serve God, family, friends and workplace at the ultimate perfect balance. And until that day comes, i'm just gonna keep enjoying these sliced bread.

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I should really start acting my age. Only 30, barely done much and already i feel the need to impart my "wisdom" to the, well..... less experienced? On marriage, on recognising your potential, and knowing your worth. But please, who needs a nagging big sister?!? Although looking back, i wish there was somebody around to tell me all this stuff which i knew a tad too late. But tonight, i echo the words of Ms. Morisette, "you live, you learn".

Anyway, turning in. So much for a late night Suits marathon.

Morning traffic, we meet again.