Category Archives: Self Reflection

Shopping Therapy

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Ikea Atlanta, Billy Bookcases

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I don’t need to explain what “shopping therapy” means, we all know. Men-women of all ages need a little therapy from time to time. And as most people, I have my own ups and downs. So yesterday I decided to go and get myself some new lingerie. 6 panties and 2 bras later, I returned home happy and joyful, opened the drawers, removed everything from inside that began to torn or change color (two panties and a pair of socks that was). I put the washer machine, then the dryer and now my new pants are folded and neatly.
It makes me wonder: “How nice it would be if we could deal with our lives in general like this.” Open the drawer, throw what needs to be thrown away and fill it again with new ideas and stuff.
To continue: Today I look forward to get off from work, I finally decided to finish with the office. I want to go to IKEA and buy a door for the bookcase in which shelves I stored lots of paper that are not to be seen and buy another bookcase, to extend my library.  Because I thought; books will always be multiplied, it’s time to give them more space.
It makes me wonder: “Is it time to start throwing in the bin what isn’t to be seen after all. And this applies to my life of course.  Is it time to start making those changes?

Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes, to the very end
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to-night, my friend.

Christina Rossetti

The list before turning 30 (The much desired body)

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bleh blurry but at least you can read the tat

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The much desired body….

much desired
much desired
3. There comes a time in your life, when you look in the mirror and you have to face reality, your image.  I never wanted the super model figure, but come on, who wouldn’t love to have a great body like, Megan Fox (Ok, I know, she is too skinny now).  
In other words I would like to lose some pounds and get back to fitness before I turn 30.  You know, 30 is another chapter in our life if you thing about it.  Our body changes, it needs a balance, especially if you a have children.  But before I get to that there are plenty of things I want to consider.  
Fitness and diet is the key to a nice body figure.  But I don’t need a diet in my life, I need a nutritious balanced diet. Further more, I’m considering turning to a vegetarian, from what I hear and read for those poor animals and all the bacteria we consume by eating them; I never want to see a hamburger in my life.

What I learned in 2010 (I see mean people)

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Mean people suck

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Every year we learn fascinating things or we go through difficulties.  I’ve decided to write about things that really impacted me through 2010, hopefully someday these posts will be a reminder not to make the same mistakes or of how wonderful life is beyond materialism.

1. I see mean people.  I was raised to believe in the good in people.  Yay, right.  Until I met selfish, ungrateful, jealous, gossipy, liars, people who would love to see you hurt.

The past two years were revelating for me, people whom I had in the list of friends and relatives, showed their true colors whenever I revealed my happiness.  From the moment I moved east I felt alone.  And in 2010 there’s the highlight.

It became clear to me; friendship is being threatened, people are mean.  Not everyone likes to see you happy, not everyone is there to help you.  The only person you can rely on is yourself.  So I look myself in the mirror and I’m happy to have that best friend, me.

What bothers me is that people close to us, given the opportunity; they’re being ironic, mean and jealous.  Yesterday some of them actually for the second time after many months gone by gibed us for our European trips last year.  And I’m pretty sure that they are all about judging and criticising.. I mean, if there’s anything you wish to tell me, tell it to my face, be honest and stop taunting me.

Why is it that when you do something that you really like and makes you happy, others just want to take it away from you?  Is it ungratefulness that makes people can’t handle others happiness?

We keep forgettig what makes us happy

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Jugando con texturas (XVII): Happiness is a How

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The good question would be…what is your ambition in life;  The good answer would be…high quality of life.  Meaning well-paid job, big house, nice, expensive car, loaded wallet or bank account, no loans-no credit cards.  When you think about it, we all want the same thing, all we desire are those simple things above.  Now imagine a middle class family trying to achieve all the above in 2011 given that we live in a year were every employer cuts your salary so that he won’t have to change his way of life.  So, to achieve these goals you’ll have to work harder.  We are so used of working hard that having two day-jobs is a standard on its own.

If anyone reads my twitter, already knows yesterday I spend my day in the hospital with a pain in my chest.  I probably knew from the start that this was caused by stress.  Stress is harmful.  Anyway, I came to realize that all I have to do, in order to be stress-free is to change my ambitions in life.  I want high quality of life, meaning a job that pays the rent, a happy spouse/marriage/kids/dogs and cats, it would be nice not owing to anyone, a car that drives me where I want to go, a house to plan my life and provide a roof for my head (even rental, as it is now).  But most importantly I would like to be happy.  And happiness is something you can’t buy.

So we are trying to change our ambitions in life.  We plan on paying our debts and start living a simplest life.  Paint our house, buy a kitchen, little staff that will bring us joy.  Two years now I’ve been working my ass off to achieve the unachievable, forgetting that little details in our everyday life can cheer us up, but we have to have the time and the mind to find those moments in life and celebrate them.

I'm not perfect

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I’m not the kind of girls who work in an office nine to five, definately not the kind with skirts, dresses and make up.  I work in a warehouse, so today I’m wearing athletic pants, running shoes and the company’s labeled T-shirt.

I died my hair at home yesterday at 2 a.m.  I fell asleep at 4.  I cleaned my kitchen while dying my hair.  I woke up extremely tired and sad for many things.

I forget things, I forget where I put my keys, if I turned the oven off, birthdays n holidays, I even forget if I fed the dogs, I get out of the car leaving my keys in.  I smoke a lot, I can’t follow a diet, I stopped working out many years ago,  I don’t do laundry everyday, I don’t clean everyday, I don’t cook everyday, I don’t take a bath everyday…Sometimes I bit my nails, sometimes my hair are messy…

So, I’ve tought my self to work every detail, keep diaries, plans, writing down, scheduling n setting priorities.  When I need to die my hair, when I’ll take a bath, when and what to cook, when to go and what to buy from the super market, my holidays, my weekends…but I don’t always go as planned, I’m spontaneous, I leave blanks to fill as desired.

I’m not perfect and you should’t remind me of all my flaws.  You shouldn’t make me feel bad and you shouldn’t humble me.  From all, you should see all the goodness in me, all my pros, all the things that pushed you to me.

You shouldn’t forget that I’m kind to you and everyone around you, that when I say I’ll do sth I keep my word, that I accomplish  many tasks at the same time cause I have a lot of things in my mind, I too get tired at work, I come home late at night to clean and cook, that I’m honest, that I am trying to meet your standarts (even if I fail)-thought there shouldn’t be any standards-we are living together for 2 years now, that I was beautiful to your eyes once, that my being spontaneous and crazy excited you, that no matter what I’ll buy you a birthday gift (even if I forget to give it to you), that I’ve never lied to you, that I take care of you, that I’ve changed my life for you, that maybe I love you and I thought that maybe you did too.

I’m not perfect and trying to be, makes me even worst.  My expectations are not hight, I never tried to change you, you shouldn’t expect from me to change.  I’m original, I am what I am and I’m sth else because of you.    So before you criticise me, lets take a good look at you.  But then again, I never put you down and I will never do, this is not who I am.