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.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Tom Dice - My New Favorite
Absolutely loved this song. Maybe not winner material but this song captured my heart. Tom Dice to touch my soul with his incredibly soft voice. And I haven't even seen his performance, just heard a couple of strings of his guitar on TV and I fell in love with his talent. Go figure.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Greetings
Out of everything else, recently, I've started to have this unbearable desire to find a space on somewhere, anywhere, to post about whatever goes through my - quite fascinating or may I say random - mind. It can be about anything and everything, I have no idea. It can be about me, about a friend, about a love, about an old flame, about family, about a food, about a book, about a star or about all of them in one rambling. Something that inspires me, something as a result of another leap of action. Another consequence.
And the name. Unmistakable in a Weird World. It just came up to me, a merge of two of my favorite songs. We all live in a Weird World, a world which we barely notice its weirdness through our everyday hectic lives - if that makes sense at all. And we all look for that one unmistakable person to feel complete. To face this weird world with us, beside us. Maybe cliché, but true nonetheless. Out there somewhere, maybe in the other side of the world for all I know.
Here we go.
And the name. Unmistakable in a Weird World. It just came up to me, a merge of two of my favorite songs. We all live in a Weird World, a world which we barely notice its weirdness through our everyday hectic lives - if that makes sense at all. And we all look for that one unmistakable person to feel complete. To face this weird world with us, beside us. Maybe cliché, but true nonetheless. Out there somewhere, maybe in the other side of the world for all I know.
Here we go.
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