where did the year go?
fuck me. it's been more than a year since i last posted something on my blog, which hasn't really been too successful considering there was a total of not one but 2 posts in total. hells yeaaaaaah. anyhoos, in a flash:
sandiego/MIStake/pittsburgh/graduation/familyvacation/fallingwater/joy/newyork/home/
onebigblur/newyork/adulthood/london/training/barclays/alcohol,debauchery,$,food/
kingleyclub&caferoyal/hakkasan&pingpong&sketch/outings/dance/taylortaylor/family+friends/
canarywharf/dimsum/blackout/singapore/christmas/loof/newyear/theone/mumsbday/time/
2006/newyork/nolita/work/brokered/lost/indulgences/morealcohol/partied/changes/plans/
jimmychoos/newpeeps/acceleration/rainbowed/mondyblues/visitors/sisterdrama/distance/
finedine/pink/frustration/hungover/plateau/motivation/startover
so that prob only made sense to me but it definitely was a good reflection and will serve me well as a pretty colourful negative for future references. it's the first time i've actually looked back at all that has happened. can't believe how time just seemed to have gotten longer legs and pushed me on this supersonic high speed chase. scares the shit out of me. i just realised that i said chase. i guess it's because to me, life isn't just a ride, it's one big chase. we're constantly after something - that hottie, that oh so fabulous chloe bag, that picture, that job, that alcohol, that bling, that memory, that happiness, that moment, that body, that piece of sashimi, that life. you get my drift. it makes me wonder, if we're always after something, will there ever be the perfect life?
per‧fect [adj., n. pur-fikt; v. per-fekt] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–adjective
1. conforming absolutely to the description or definition of an ideal type
i think it's interesting that the word definition is on there. how do we define the ideal of perfection? do we actually know how to define our perfect life? it's easy for anyone to say oh that would be sipping an ice-blended margarita(with an umbrella on the side) on some sunny island where it's hot all year round. yeah but let's be real here. we would get bored and do we really want to be a raisin undergoing chemotherapy by the time we're 30?
life never waits for us, we wait on Life. waiting for life makes it sometimes hard to actualize what we want or let alone figure out what we want. we get sucked into situations that distract and confuse us. and before you know it you're on a different lifetrack. this past year has just been that way for me. life threw at me all these new situations, people and places. it made it hard to focus. but after some time of being like a broken record that keeps skipping to different tracks, i think i might have figured it out. we're always going to be on this chase and there never will be an escape from it because happiness never stays. and it is this feeling of happiness that defines our perfect life.
ok so i guess i just needed to realize what i've written and constantly remind myself about it. be thankful for those fleeting moments of happiness. know who i am and what i want. i'm always going to be in this chase but as long as it throws me those rare nuggets of happiness, i don't mind the lifetrack i get spun on. so, will life ever be perfect? no, BUT no one's stopping me from perfect-ing it to be happily ever after.
wow. ok so i need to stop. sunday 7pm. and i can truly say that it's the most thought i've put into something(except what i should eat) on a sunday, especially since my sundays are dedicated to the art of horizontalness, ie. in bed/or on the couch. will promise more updates on what's been going on next time. couldn't help myself this time. yeah i do like a good reflection sometimes. therapeatuic. ok shut up me. enough. the tv beckons.
signing off
me
founder of the 'let's get rid of mondays' movement
sandiego/MIStake/pittsburgh/graduation/familyvacation/fallingwater/joy/newyork/home/
onebigblur/newyork/adulthood/london/training/barclays/alcohol,debauchery,$,food/
kingleyclub&caferoyal/hakkasan&pingpong&sketch/outings/dance/taylortaylor/family+friends/
canarywharf/dimsum/blackout/singapore/christmas/loof/newyear/theone/mumsbday/time/
2006/newyork/nolita/work/brokered/lost/indulgences/morealcohol/partied/changes/plans/
jimmychoos/newpeeps/acceleration/rainbowed/mondyblues/visitors/sisterdrama/distance/
finedine/pink/frustration/hungover/plateau/motivation/startover
so that prob only made sense to me but it definitely was a good reflection and will serve me well as a pretty colourful negative for future references. it's the first time i've actually looked back at all that has happened. can't believe how time just seemed to have gotten longer legs and pushed me on this supersonic high speed chase. scares the shit out of me. i just realised that i said chase. i guess it's because to me, life isn't just a ride, it's one big chase. we're constantly after something - that hottie, that oh so fabulous chloe bag, that picture, that job, that alcohol, that bling, that memory, that happiness, that moment, that body, that piece of sashimi, that life. you get my drift. it makes me wonder, if we're always after something, will there ever be the perfect life?
per‧fect [adj., n. pur-fikt; v. per-fekt] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
fɪkt; –adjective
1. conforming absolutely to the description or definition of an ideal type
i think it's interesting that the word definition is on there. how do we define the ideal of perfection? do we actually know how to define our perfect life? it's easy for anyone to say oh that would be sipping an ice-blended margarita(with an umbrella on the side) on some sunny island where it's hot all year round. yeah but let's be real here. we would get bored and do we really want to be a raisin undergoing chemotherapy by the time we're 30?
life never waits for us, we wait on Life. waiting for life makes it sometimes hard to actualize what we want or let alone figure out what we want. we get sucked into situations that distract and confuse us. and before you know it you're on a different lifetrack. this past year has just been that way for me. life threw at me all these new situations, people and places. it made it hard to focus. but after some time of being like a broken record that keeps skipping to different tracks, i think i might have figured it out. we're always going to be on this chase and there never will be an escape from it because happiness never stays. and it is this feeling of happiness that defines our perfect life.
ok so i guess i just needed to realize what i've written and constantly remind myself about it. be thankful for those fleeting moments of happiness. know who i am and what i want. i'm always going to be in this chase but as long as it throws me those rare nuggets of happiness, i don't mind the lifetrack i get spun on. so, will life ever be perfect? no, BUT no one's stopping me from perfect-ing it to be happily ever after.
wow. ok so i need to stop. sunday 7pm. and i can truly say that it's the most thought i've put into something(except what i should eat) on a sunday, especially since my sundays are dedicated to the art of horizontalness, ie. in bed/or on the couch. will promise more updates on what's been going on next time. couldn't help myself this time. yeah i do like a good reflection sometimes. therapeatuic. ok shut up me. enough. the tv beckons.
signing off
me
founder of the 'let's get rid of mondays' movement
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