“…writ in water”

So I got this chain mail in my mailbox today and it was one of those personality chain mails where you get to choose your dessert of choice and scroll down to read what it says about you. I’m fairly skeptic (and this word can also be spelled with a C as in sceptic- but not like the tank in this context,) when it comes to these tests because I always think that all of the descriptions are generic enough for anyone to identify with. However, as I scrolled down the descriptions of other desserts, I realized that mine was actually pretty accurate:

Lemon Meringue- Smooth, sexy, and articulate with your hands. You are an excellent after-dinner speaker and a good teacher. But don’t try to walk and chew gum at the same time. A bit of a diva at times, but you have many friends.

So yes, I’d like to think that I am somewhat smooth and sexy; definitely articulate in general and I’ve been told many times never to walk and chew gum at the same time as my friends all know my motor skills aren’t that sharp yet =) I know I am definitely not as much of an Vanilla Cake with Chocolate Icing: Fun-loving, sassy, humorous. Not very grounded in life; very indecisive and lack motivation. Every one enjoys being around you, but you are a practical joker. Others should be cautious in making you mad. However, you are a friend for life. If you’re interested, the other desserts are- Angel Food Cake, Brownies, Lemon Meringue, Vanilla Cake With Chocolate Icing, Strawberry Short Cake, Chocolate on Chocolate, Ice Cream, Carrot Cake. Just ask for the descriptions

Other than my little dessert diversion of the morning, what else can I blog about to waste more time instead of doing my work? Ah yes, the Lat Pull. I’ve been using the Lat Pull for the past few days and have noticed that only my right side feels sore. And I know that this is due to my dominant right side and the use of a machine. However, can anyone give me a free weight solution to give my workout some more equilibrium?

That’s a very good book and I strongly recommend you to read it. More literally however, things do fall apart whether we purposely will them to or when they sneak up on us by surprise. Big things, little things, everything. Even trivial things like when MSN doesn’t deliver my messages properly or when my new iPod shuffle only comes with a Chinese and Korean manual, I feel as if something is falling apart- my control, my sanity? Just a sense of frustration when things go wrong that you can’t help or fix or take back.

I’ve also started watching Sex and the City lately- yes, I’m a late-bloomer, but better later than never right? Anyway, I got up to the episode where Aiden proposes to Carrie and I couldn’t help but think that was a load of BS. I think every girl has an Aiden and a Mr. Big in their life but it never turns out like you see on TV or in the movies. This is real-life. Mr. Big would be the one guy whom you are inexplicably attracted to but at the same time you know that your attraction/obsession to him is not healthy for you. He’s mysterious, magnetic, completely destructive and a heart-breaker. Aiden on the other hand is the one guy whom you will always think back on as the one who got away. He’s sensitive to just the right degree, sincerely caring, a gentleman to all your friends, and …perfect. But as I have begun to realize, it is the tragedies in life that make life beautiful. Maybe it is a good thing that the real-life Aiden is unattainable. That way you can always have something to fondly look back upon. This is what makes us all human.

No, I was not describing myself in the title.  That was just a thought I had about my first post.  It is kind of strange to be “writing for the masses” as one of my friends put it, about my personal musings.  It is also kind of narcissistic to write on the assumption that the so-called masses are even interested in reading about my personal musings.  But since we are already at this point of strangeness and narcissism why look back?  Onwards we go. 

It is funny how the first person who encouraged me to blog is my friend Pat who is now no longer on Friendster.  He would have definitely been very proud of me.  My other friend whom I owe my very existence on Friendster Blogs is Anne.  She’s been the most supportive and encouraging person that I’ve met over the past year.  It is because of her that I am taking salsa lessons (when I have absolutely no rhythm,) and that I am blogging (when I can’t even reply emails in the same year.)  So, I think I did pretty well for my first post don’t you?