Procrastination will be the death of me.
I know, we should all finish our daily tasks as assigned, but knowing and kicking my arse into gear is another matter. Today was a prime example, I let my tasks pile up on me and boy, did I get a kick on my arse. Although in all honesty, it was more like a kick plus bite plus punch.
So today, I have a new resolution added onto my ever-mutating list.
I will be on top of things.
Along with 'I will be on time' and 'I will sleep before 12midnight on Sundays to Thursdays.'
*GRIMACE*
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
Sunday, 27 November 2011
Desperation vs. Desire
1. Desperation (Wikipedia): An emotional state of mind of a person who feel as if they are left with no options, and therefore will make rash decisions and are more willing to accept any option that is available to them despite their preference.
2. Desire (Wikipedia): A sense of longing for a person or object or hoping for an outcome.
'There's a thin line between desire & desperation. You're so far into the wastelands of desperation, you're barely a speck on the horizon.'
That was one of my tweets for today, inspired by none other than someone I'm following. He's always tweeting about meeting girls randomly, and is always quick to become obsessed with said girls so long as they are presentable-looking and willing to indulge his interest. The word to focus on is 'quick'.
Don't get me wrong. I believe in love and fate. And understand that they can appear out of nowhere and hit you, but to jump from girl to girl so quickly, i.e. 1 week after being rejected by someone he's 'crazy' about (if you're really crazy about someone, you don't become crazy for someone else within the next 2 weeks, repeatedly), he meets another random girl and the cycle starts again. Obsessing about what/when/how often to whatsapp her, what to do to get that first date, what happened on that date, how to get that second date, etc Etc ETC. And how do I know all this? He tweets about it of course.
Like dude, and this applies to ALL dudes,
If your happiness depends upon her fulfilling or cancelling on your second date, you are desperate.
And...
If you actually ask her out again after she has cancelled on the date day itself, barring life-or-death emergencies, then you are beyond hope.
Every time I see such of his tweets (numerous, by the way) appearing in my timeline, I'm so overwhelmed by the wave of desperation that I actually squirm in disgust. Now, people will start asking me why do I not unfollow him?!
Because I'm ashamed to say he's actually my friend. *puke*
Though in my defence, I'd no idea he was such a desperado when I first knew him, and now that I know, he's getting degraded to acquaintance instead. Still puke-worthy, just less.
Point of this post? Please refer to the sentences in the biggest fonts.
Time to go back to work.
2. Desire (Wikipedia): A sense of longing for a person or object or hoping for an outcome.
'There's a thin line between desire & desperation. You're so far into the wastelands of desperation, you're barely a speck on the horizon.'
That was one of my tweets for today, inspired by none other than someone I'm following. He's always tweeting about meeting girls randomly, and is always quick to become obsessed with said girls so long as they are presentable-looking and willing to indulge his interest. The word to focus on is 'quick'.
Don't get me wrong. I believe in love and fate. And understand that they can appear out of nowhere and hit you, but to jump from girl to girl so quickly, i.e. 1 week after being rejected by someone he's 'crazy' about (if you're really crazy about someone, you don't become crazy for someone else within the next 2 weeks, repeatedly), he meets another random girl and the cycle starts again. Obsessing about what/when/how often to whatsapp her, what to do to get that first date, what happened on that date, how to get that second date, etc Etc ETC. And how do I know all this? He tweets about it of course.
Like dude, and this applies to ALL dudes,
If your happiness depends upon her fulfilling or cancelling on your second date, you are desperate.
And...
If you actually ask her out again after she has cancelled on the date day itself, barring life-or-death emergencies, then you are beyond hope.
Every time I see such of his tweets (numerous, by the way) appearing in my timeline, I'm so overwhelmed by the wave of desperation that I actually squirm in disgust. Now, people will start asking me why do I not unfollow him?!
Because I'm ashamed to say he's actually my friend. *puke*
Though in my defence, I'd no idea he was such a desperado when I first knew him, and now that I know, he's getting degraded to acquaintance instead. Still puke-worthy, just less.
Point of this post? Please refer to the sentences in the biggest fonts.
Time to go back to work.
Thursday, 24 November 2011
La vie est belle
This is what I tell myself everyday. No matter what has happened to me each day, I'm certain there are people worse off out there. Imagine please:
Me, complaining: "I've got thunder thighs."
Someone-worse-off: "I've got no thighs, not since my legs were amputated."
Really puts things into perspective eh?
Me, complaining: "I've got thunder thighs."
Someone-worse-off: "I've got no thighs, not since my legs were amputated."
Really puts things into perspective eh?
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