Coincidence?

I just read my horoscope for today which said:

The Bottom Line

You don’t consider yourself an intellectual, but someone else does. Give them time.

In Detail

You might not consider yourself an intellectual, but someone else does. They admire your thoughtful nature and will make moves today to pick your brain a bit about a problem they are trying to solve. Give them all the time you can, and invite them along if you have to run errands. You can make good use of the travel time by getting to know them better, and letting them get to know you. Get ready for an interesting conversation — they have a lot of questions you have never considered before.

The funny scary thing about it was that I actually encountered this very thing today. Ugh

Last Week In A Flash.

Time sure flew fast last week. There was a lot going on and I’m actually quite proud to say that I managed everything quite well.

Friday: Work. Kung-Fu. Had friends over.

Saturday: General Rehearsal of “Lost Muses“. Met up with an old friend and had a few drinks (it actually kinda blew me over).

Sunday: General Rehearsal of “Lost Muses”

Monday: Work. Premiere of “Lost Muses”

Tuesday: Work. Lost Muses stage play.

Wednesday: Work. Lost Muses stage play.

Thursday: Work. Lost Muses stage play.

Friday: Work. Lost Muses stage play. Had a friend over. (Finally) Packed my bags.

Saturday: Flight to Manila via Bahrain.

*catches her breath*

Paradox.

Just when I am starting to have a new life, I realize that I am gradually getting my old one back!

Growing Pains.

I’ve been taking Kung-Fu classes for 8 weeks now, and lately, I’ve been training daily too. But never did a day pass by without me getting myself either bruised (in all brilliant colors from blue to red, green, brown, black, purple, pink, orange, yellow…), or tumbled to unconciousness. On good days sore muscles are the worst I would get. On bad days I would get them all. I would wake up each morning from the pain I feel in those muscles whose existence I was never even aware of ever before. I would have to spend weekends in bed while suffering from the aches and twinges and helplessly wait for them to pass by. On some days my mere daily physical survival was just too much torture to bear.

It is hard, but it is worth the effort.

In short: I love it.

Pining.

Aghast. Bulked. Beaten. Frustrated. Disappointed. Depressed. Worsted. Upset. Hopeless. Down. Unhappy. Crushed. Owned. Sullen. Gloomy. Sad. Somber. Dejected. Wistful. Pensive. Bleak. Dreary. Cheerless. Dismal. Melancholy.

How do you describe pain?

Infatuated.

Once struck by Cupid’s arrow, it will suddenly be hard to see the fine line between admiration and infatuation. As soon as that one certain moment took your breath away, you’ll be at the mercy of Cupid’s delight.

Then comes the bittersweet phase of longing and yearning. Of being emotionally retarded. Knowing that no amount of efforts would ever deliver a result.

There’s not much left to do than to wait for the fire to burn out.

Trust me. I’ve been there, done that.

Puyat.

The insomnia bug bit me again and I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….

Comeback.

Alright, so March was a blogless month. But I really do have some good excuses

I was busy. I was out and about. Well yeah, maybe I was a bit lazy too. But I’m catching up and will just sum up the issues I had last month:

• I started Kung-Fu…and I so totally love it!
• I was partying out quite much lately
• We saw “Wicked” the musical!
• We rehearsed “The Lost Muses” quite a lot
• I am leaving my current company this June
• I got a new job!
• I am moving to London on July!!!

Things just happen so fast lately, and I can barely catch up.

But I’m back on track