realise

caustic irony

snow patrol is playing chasing cars in the background. i haven't heard this song for months. why does it have to play today?

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helen mirren

strange gentlemen

on the bus ride home today i happened to sit beside an elderly man. he excused himself and asked me where i am from. not an unusual question but it quite unusual for conversation in a bus. such situations are extremely intimidating. however, this gentleman and along with his two other comrades were a class apart from the modern man. unlike their contemporary counterparts, the golden oldies have manners and they have respect.

i wouldn't advise anyone to willingly speak to elderly men (especially young girls) on a bus, but this seemed like a one off case of sincerity. they bid goodbye when they alighted, all of them at different stops. the last one to alight even complimented me. this generosity of spirit is hard to come by. but i must say, such encounters do make life bearable.

headrush

after nearly 2 years of total inactivity, a day of not so strenuous exercise can be detrimental. after stretching, twisting, turning, and ultimately relaxing at my first yoga class in years, i feel sleepy.

yups, a total anticlimax, but im just tired and sleepy.

there are still a million things on my to do list that are hardly getting the attention they deserve.

my couch is still dirty and uncomfortable and the housing agent refuses to pick up the phone.

my toilet needs a revamp and the plumber is MIA.

i need a desk to sprawl out my laptop and all its appendages.

i need a dresser and a mirror so i can practice my beauty regime every morning before it becomes compulsory.

i also need a new mattress...

and i need to finish unpacking.

on top of it all, yoga is supposed to help me relax. but i almost blacked out at the class today. and it was only a beginners lesson. my level of fitness has reached a rock bottom -2.

with all this tiredness i need to force myself to write something on this blog so that i can ward away all the dating and find your match ads that pop up on the google ad bar. this is not an adult dating site.

i hope it works. and i hope you click on them. so that i can go buy myself a new couch, desk, dresser, toilet, and so on.

from a very sleepy insee,
adieu

yesterday

speeding cars

Horoscopes... [and why they are bad...]

Pisces Tuesday, July 15

If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it is yours. There are some things you just cannot change, no matter how hard you try. It is time to admit this to yourself and move on.

Lucky Numbers
8, 9, 17, 32, 33, 38
Compatible Sign
Cancer

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indecision

There's the dream that you've always been waiting for, but doesn't materialise, so you build another dream.

While waiting for your second dream to come into being, you are slapped in your sleep by your first dream. The opportunity is too good to let go. So you hang on to it for your dear life and things seem to work out.

Then, while dream no. 1 is smoothly sailing, dream no.2 pop's up. The motivation for dream no. 2 is still present. But the 2 dreams are conflicting, and you decide to pick dream no. 1 which has matured and is about to bear fruit. Unfortunately, your state of mind has eliminated the possibility of dream no. 2 of resurfacing.

What do you do at this point? As a piscean, indecision is an overbearing personal trait. Logical reasoning is paramount to being able to go to the next step.

I tell myself it's a journey and these are two roads, they could be parallel right now, and it's one or the other. But a little along the way they may intersect or combine. This possibility subconsciously keeps the dream alive.