Best things to do after work:
1. Take a dip in the pool.
2. Sip a glass of wine while reading a good book.
3. Watch Grey's Anatomy reruns!
Perfect Monday evening recipe.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Tom - Wonderwall (X-Factor 2008)
Isn't he just perfect?!
Definitely one of my favorite new artists out there. Amazing amazing amazing.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
I guess I'm in the midst of a transition. A transition of my own, trying to find my own path. I have no idea whether it's pathetic or not that at the age of 25, I still am not sure of the one that I already follow. Some times ago, in some magazine or newspaper I remember reading that up until the age of 25, you're allowed to make any drastic change in your life. The ones you do after you get past that milestone, are labelled as irresponsible and immature actions.
I think that is just silly.
I've been trying to stick with the "Keep Calm and Carry on" motto for quite a while now but I think I'm reaching the point in my life where that just doesn't solve anything. How do you know your situation is temporary or permanent? How can you distract one from another? How long can you wait things to go better when you've been constantly feeling miserable and unhappy and unmotivated and incompetent to the point of self-consciousness?
Depressive enough? Welcome to another bad day at work. Is it normal to get your palms sweaty and ice cold, your heart beating faster and tightening in your chest, your blood running cold and drying up in your vessels and your breathing getting unsteady when you think about work? Is it normal for your body to react that way when you stress out from work?
I don't have that much physical reaction when I'm in love, for crying out loud.
And often more than ever, I find myself thinking about just leaving everything behind. Dropping the pen, grabbing the bag and walking out the door. Just like that. No explanations, no reasoning. Just going away. Running away to Guatemala or to Barbados or something. Just live my life. Because apparently, the one that I'm leading started to lack pretty much. At least work wise.
And this was not the life style I'd have chosen for myself if I were smart enough in the first place. I should have stomped my feet and followed my instincts and stuck with what I believe in instead of letting the wind drag me to wherever.
I still have a fair hope in my heart that it's not too late to change.
I think that is just silly.
I've been trying to stick with the "Keep Calm and Carry on" motto for quite a while now but I think I'm reaching the point in my life where that just doesn't solve anything. How do you know your situation is temporary or permanent? How can you distract one from another? How long can you wait things to go better when you've been constantly feeling miserable and unhappy and unmotivated and incompetent to the point of self-consciousness?
Depressive enough? Welcome to another bad day at work. Is it normal to get your palms sweaty and ice cold, your heart beating faster and tightening in your chest, your blood running cold and drying up in your vessels and your breathing getting unsteady when you think about work? Is it normal for your body to react that way when you stress out from work?
I don't have that much physical reaction when I'm in love, for crying out loud.
And often more than ever, I find myself thinking about just leaving everything behind. Dropping the pen, grabbing the bag and walking out the door. Just like that. No explanations, no reasoning. Just going away. Running away to Guatemala or to Barbados or something. Just live my life. Because apparently, the one that I'm leading started to lack pretty much. At least work wise.
And this was not the life style I'd have chosen for myself if I were smart enough in the first place. I should have stomped my feet and followed my instincts and stuck with what I believe in instead of letting the wind drag me to wherever.
I still have a fair hope in my heart that it's not too late to change.
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