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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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.

paper clips

Yes, paper clips. The rather inconspicuous, mundane, but essential piece of stationery are given their moment of glory because they are little pieces that stick your life(or your hair)together. Temporarily and when you need it the most.

Why have i decided to elaborate on this uncelebrated article? Why not its Son the Stapler, or Mr. Punch. For one, Son the Stapler, got itself into a sticky, jello situation at the office, and well if you ask me, it is sort of overweight and capitalist. Getting back to the point, I think that the paper clip offers its user endless options and opportunities to express creativity. Apart from clasping sheets of bleached white paper together, they have been known to open locks, poke balloons, as a tiny screw driver, earrings, hair clips... the list goes on.

But, I think this little fella, conceived in the early 1900s has stood the test of time. It has survived the stapler. Apart from serving its modest function, it can also be an expression of art or creativity. Its endless combinations, twisted in groups or alone can create startling effects, almost like snowflakes. http://paperclipart.com/

For those of you who might wonder, I don't sell paperclips, but I am fascinated by its versatility and in a way it reminds me of an individual. Twisted inside, functional in the larger sense of the word, and more importantly, waiting to unwind and unleash its creativity and uniqueness. We ultimately are all paperclips, each one trying to invent a new purpose in our twisted little lives, or simply to unwind, and reach our full potential.

For more paperclip inspiration, please watch the next season of The Office. I'm sure you will be satisfied.

Similarly, getting away from an overdrawn metaphor, I am trying to unwind from this intricately layered and twisted life. I am venturing on the possibilities and they seem exciting.

Store design and merchandising gels together my favorite disciplines; design, marketing and advertising. Simply put, it is a form of spatial advertising that inculcates a brands identity subtly, and most permanently. To get into the details of designing stores would be sacrilegious (cos then I wouldn't have a job!) When my brains have more matter and motivation, I will be posting reviews and perspectives on stores and shops in Singapore. Please visit www.insee.blogspot.com to be in the loop.

Before I bugger off, the paperclips put my hair together, and effectively put me back in perspective of life and the challenges it offers us to grow and learn. What have they done for you?

hallelujah

speeding

"Here's the day you hoped would never come
Don't feed me violence
just run with me through rows of speeding cars.
The papercuts the cheating lovers
The coffee's never strong enough
i know you think it's more than just bad luck

There there baby
it's just text book stuff
it's in the ABC of growing up
Now now darling
oh don't lose your head
cause none of us were angels
and you know I love you yeah"

music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C0eGe-VV7I8

Psychobabble

this is an amazingly beautiful and absolutely euphoric video.

I heard let go at first. Liked it, but wasn't overwhelmed. But this video intrigued me and i fell for her music instantaneously. Other songs i like are Psychobabble (eerie, almost supernatural)and Hear me out.

I've come across many instances this week which would deserve a blog post. Someones distasteful combination of black stockings under a translucent white dress with white shoes, or perhaps the unfortunate encounter with sleepyhead on the bus. I could throw in the fashion copycat i see on the bus too. Nonetheless, by the time i reach home, their blog-worthiness vanishes and have to look out for new material, which eliminates the whole idea of writing. (i know, i can be lazy)

Frou frou, on the other hand, is too pretty to slip by. Her videos are gorgeous. And in my new found frou-euphoria, i sound like a dimwitted fan. But once this blows over, i should be able to judge her music on a more substantial level.

Anyhoos, I'm off for a stroll in town, or a cycle in the park.
Ta!!

blubber-less and beautiful

belly dancer... gorgeous

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about a boy

weird and Britishly entertaining. hope-giving and encouraging. throw in a nice soundtrack... :) = happy way to spend the evening.

of pillows, films and transportation

i am extremely excited about my new bicycle. It's all shiny and squeaky and everything cool about being new :). one slight hitch though... scroll down to understand....

i seem to be in an extremely good mood, in a yippa-dee-doo-dah sort of way. i watched the pillowman yesterday. totally gruesome, brutally funny and an excellent work of art. i also got to see adrian up close (but not so personal) so maybe thats where the high-ness is rubbing off from.

Thai Express + B&J ice-cream for dinner. Couldn't ask for a better day =)

the siff is going on. and the blursotong that i am, happened to hear of it only now. which means most of the shows i want to watch are full up. totally sucks. but im determined to go watch something thought provoking (or atleast action provoking). my brain's been on holiday for too long now.

AND THE MOMENT YOU (MORE LIKE I) HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR!
The birth of my new bike. I should be going down to purchase it and ride it home this friday. its a year overdue, but unlike carrying babies, these things tend to incubate for longer, especially since their coming into being is dosh-dependant.

other things on my (cheapskate) list of things to do

movie marathon- breakfast at tiffanys, rebel without a cause
create body scrubs out of thin air
paint with my pre-purchased set of paints
kick some balls (read as play sports)
take some awesome photographs, with my new camera (in incubation right now)

alrighty then,
i shall too-da-loo
and goodnight to you!
my dears

-ism it unnecessary?

Due to the apparent lack of intellectual activity (in my brain), i have resolved to use more '-isms' in my day to day conversation.

Such random acts of feigned intellectual superiority do work in society. When people don't understand you or your vocabulary, they assume that you are smart. Well, the yuppies at least. There's the other fraction who aren't able to imagine any level of cognition that could be above theirs, and mind you, they barely made it through secondary school (do excuse my vicious generalisations, but for the purpose of writing something i need to enforce a biased view of the world)

Let's move on to the fraction who honestly do believe that their intellectual capacities surpass normal cognition, but unlike the mass ignorant population, they do have academic documentation to prove that their cognitive skills are of a relatively high standard...(aka university students who do a postmortem of life, before it is even over)

For this, we will have to take into consideration how behaviour is usually defined. All the -isms in this world are fabrications of the 'intellectual' mind. I mean, if there were no '-isms' in our vocabulary, arts faculties would be short of a department. Many people would be rendered jobless, and uneducated. In a bizarre -ism less existence, the only probable -ism would be magnetism. Imagine, an existence based on life minus the excessive nepotism, hedonism, perfectionism, asceticism, egalitarianism, dualism, sexism, feminism, rationalism, pluralism. Imagine a simpler society, with a simplified understanding of human thought and behaviour. Imagine the clarity.
It's the complications and definitions that we introduce, that gnaw our souls and distort our perspective, driving us away from life itself. When you concentrate on categorising and analysing the meaning and value of life, you miss out on the experience of life.

Ultimately, knowledge is judged by pens, papers, prints and perception. Which is why books that are published, theses written, debates held and whatever other academic documentation you may find on such topics, are never able to conclude on anything, but add the title 'intellectual' to many a person's ego. But i wonder why waste your time analysing and supposing, or rethinking, when eventually, your brain cells just ran around the block?

Wisdom on the other hand, is experience based. More applicable to survival in life. Sadly, no one seems to grow old enough to achieve true wisdom these days.

My bitchiness has been worn out, so i shall discontinue this pointless purposeless act of posting. As a disclaimer, I do enjoy senseless discussions on seemingly intellectual topics. Although, from experience, by being inconclusive, no one really achieves anything.