Very tricky. Miss M is basically an overly controlled person. She likes to keep things to her self, avoids being helpless and complaining. To compensate she releases it with being cynic and skeptic. As the time passes by, a solitary habit starting grow and she doesn't know why. Miss M is also in denial that she is in fact just another weak human being. She thinks she can do everything right and perfect.
Currently, she is thinking to loosen up a bit or rather a lot in Miss M's dictionary, however she does not know how. So, she is trying to google it.
Here are some of the potential finding that might be helpful to Miss M attempt into a stress free Miss M :
1) Routine Exercise.
She should make use of that swimming pool downstairs.
2) Yoga.
She should utilize the beauty of YouTube more than just watching non sense like ManaMana.
3) Follow her plan.
She should get her self on the run. Worry less about the future and live in the now.
4) She needs a drink.
And a healthy life style. Eat proper Miss M!
5) Breathe.
Okay, lets do this and lets make things happen baby!
Friday, January 11, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
My Kind of Guy.
When I was younger I always fall for the 'man on the stage'. That guy that plays guitar in some high school band, smokes cigarettes, long haired, beautiful eyes, yea THAT FELLA'. The 'crush' never evolved into a relationship, it's always me behind the window looking from far away. I didn't have the confidence more than giving own made chocolate semi-anonymously on valentine's day. Ah..those days.. the young, cheesy and awkward Martha who likes create more than anything else.
When I grew a little bit older, I always fall for that guy next door. My best-male- friend. Nice guy, we can talk about anything, go roundabout the city and all When Harry Met Sally type of scenario. However, it always went one way and not the other way around. I think there's something about being a friend per se that turns men off, or rather in the end turns me off as well. 'What? No more mystery? Oh that's just boring.'
Then come the days when I fell for incredibly smart, idealist but sad person. It started off pretty plain and sweet but soon crushed, crashed and burned burned burned to the last piece of my heart. Those were complicated times. It took me 2+ years to start healing and back on my feet again. Funnily enough though, he becomes one of my sanctuary now.
Meanwhile, I gain confidence along the way and start becoming this Martha that you know now, the-happy-go-lucky-girl. I've been going out and date people randomly from various background. Meeting people is always a nice thing and I enjoy it very much. Talk over lunch, dinner or a movie and we'll see how it goes from there. No point in rushing things, life offers too much for us not to enjoy.
So, there you go. Things change, people change, I change, my kind of guy? They change too, apparently.
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La Vita e Bella.
When I grew a little bit older, I always fall for that guy next door. My best-male- friend. Nice guy, we can talk about anything, go roundabout the city and all When Harry Met Sally type of scenario. However, it always went one way and not the other way around. I think there's something about being a friend per se that turns men off, or rather in the end turns me off as well. 'What? No more mystery? Oh that's just boring.'
Then come the days when I fell for incredibly smart, idealist but sad person. It started off pretty plain and sweet but soon crushed, crashed and burned burned burned to the last piece of my heart. Those were complicated times. It took me 2+ years to start healing and back on my feet again. Funnily enough though, he becomes one of my sanctuary now.
Meanwhile, I gain confidence along the way and start becoming this Martha that you know now, the-happy-go-lucky-girl. I've been going out and date people randomly from various background. Meeting people is always a nice thing and I enjoy it very much. Talk over lunch, dinner or a movie and we'll see how it goes from there. No point in rushing things, life offers too much for us not to enjoy.
So, there you go. Things change, people change, I change, my kind of guy? They change too, apparently.
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La Vita e Bella.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Where the motivation seeps in.
I am so happy that my thesis, apparently started off pretty well. Opposite from the pre-assumption that I was left way behind it turns out that I'm on the same pace with my fellow classmates. Also, I'm excited to work with The Museum collections which means I will be in and out of The Museum and The Museum reference center.
I don't know how or when it happened, but now I've become this museum geek/enthusiast. There might be several reason why. First, I always felt that museums are my sanctuary more than anything else in the world. Second, I always felt home whenever I am in a museum, it could have been that I was an archaeologist in my previous life -or a cat mummy that is. Third, every time I finish a self-tour around the museum, I felt fulfilled and become this better person than I was before. Fourth, in every single travel trip I've done I always put visit to museum and gallery as my top to do list. Fifth, I love to take friends and people I know to experience culture (and that includes Museum). All of these, justifies my assessment of me being a museum geek.
The Museum is one of my favorite museum in this country. Its located in the city center, beside a river-always love watery area-, close to good restaurants and most of all, FAR FAR AWAY from mall complex.
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I tried to 'cook' yesterday morning and successfully got my finger cut by a knife while cutting onion. It was quite deep cut that it bleeds quite a lot -sigh- so much for 'cooking' attempt. Notice how I said 'cooking' while all I did was preparing a sandwich.
I'm trying to loose weight, at least 6-8 pounds. It's not that I hate my figure. The problem is my thighs: it's uber grande. The problem with my fat-goes-where-when-I-start-over-eating is, it goes to my hips and thighs. This, however gives a positive effect to my behind. It makes the twins look full and spank-lot-able. HAHA. But that is that, even without the extra weight I gain the past few months, I am an ass-lady. The problems lay on my hips and thighs. So, gotta loose weight, loose weight, loose weight.
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Thesis? LETS DO IT!
I don't know how or when it happened, but now I've become this museum geek/enthusiast. There might be several reason why. First, I always felt that museums are my sanctuary more than anything else in the world. Second, I always felt home whenever I am in a museum, it could have been that I was an archaeologist in my previous life -or a cat mummy that is. Third, every time I finish a self-tour around the museum, I felt fulfilled and become this better person than I was before. Fourth, in every single travel trip I've done I always put visit to museum and gallery as my top to do list. Fifth, I love to take friends and people I know to experience culture (and that includes Museum). All of these, justifies my assessment of me being a museum geek.
The Museum is one of my favorite museum in this country. Its located in the city center, beside a river-always love watery area-, close to good restaurants and most of all, FAR FAR AWAY from mall complex.
--
I tried to 'cook' yesterday morning and successfully got my finger cut by a knife while cutting onion. It was quite deep cut that it bleeds quite a lot -sigh- so much for 'cooking' attempt. Notice how I said 'cooking' while all I did was preparing a sandwich.
I'm trying to loose weight, at least 6-8 pounds. It's not that I hate my figure. The problem is my thighs: it's uber grande. The problem with my fat-goes-where-when-I-start-over-eating is, it goes to my hips and thighs. This, however gives a positive effect to my behind. It makes the twins look full and spank-lot-able. HAHA. But that is that, even without the extra weight I gain the past few months, I am an ass-lady. The problems lay on my hips and thighs. So, gotta loose weight, loose weight, loose weight.
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Thesis? LETS DO IT!
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Lonely Lonely
I browse through friends profile on Friendster and Facebook and realized that time flew by very quickly. Friends starting to get married and soon enough producing babies. Now, I don't have any problem with that, no, wait maybe I do, though it is only to a certain extent I do feel envious of them. Envious that they are capable to make a choice to just settle down. Envious of these women whom finally complete themselves with a loving husband and love child. Having a family.
I was raised to be an independent woman who rely only to herself and no one else. This however makes me feel lonely at times, sometimes even go as far as feeling abandoned. I'm close to being 24 now and no matter how I envisioned myself to work at the UN or working in New York even when it means I have to sacrifice my personal needs there is one fact I couldn't help not ignoring, I do need to feel loved.
Ever since I moved here, the loneliness grew even stronger. Now, I know its cheesy to want some guy I met along this way of life to just fell in love with me, just the way I am. Just the way how I have lack in spatial ability or the fact that I have cyclical hormonal issue, or just the fact I am simply not perfect. Nevertheless I want to meet him. The One.
To be honest I don't know what I am looking for and I am tired of not knowing. I am missing something or someone. I need guidance. I NEED GUIDANCE.
God, I just want to be closer to you, whoever and wherever you are... wipe away my longing for you beside me.
I was raised to be an independent woman who rely only to herself and no one else. This however makes me feel lonely at times, sometimes even go as far as feeling abandoned. I'm close to being 24 now and no matter how I envisioned myself to work at the UN or working in New York even when it means I have to sacrifice my personal needs there is one fact I couldn't help not ignoring, I do need to feel loved.
Ever since I moved here, the loneliness grew even stronger. Now, I know its cheesy to want some guy I met along this way of life to just fell in love with me, just the way I am. Just the way how I have lack in spatial ability or the fact that I have cyclical hormonal issue, or just the fact I am simply not perfect. Nevertheless I want to meet him. The One.
To be honest I don't know what I am looking for and I am tired of not knowing. I am missing something or someone. I need guidance. I NEED GUIDANCE.
God, I just want to be closer to you, whoever and wherever you are... wipe away my longing for you beside me.
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