Do I have too much drive for a woman?

In one of my previous posts, I joked about having too much testosterone for a girl. I have too much energy (including sexual), I can be aggressive, assertive, overconfident, and, if provoked, I can be violent. Sometimes I blame those “testosterones” for how I handled the DC situation.

About trying not to blog about something I’m dying to blog about

Yes, my title is a bit of a mouthful, but that’s what you get when you’re trying your darndest best to hold off on something: your thoughts break down into a seemingly incongruous mixture of words.

A desperate and futile call

You know I’m super busy with work and all, but this is one issue I just can’t ignore. I feel like I need to purge my head from this…

Quotes to live by…

Since I don’t have much time to blog these days (mostly because of work…and working hard to get new work *wink-wink*), I’ll try to update my wordpress with a new category. I’ll have a “Quotes to live by” category…mostly quotes that I just made up and are relevant to my life. Not exactly profound/intelligent quotes. Just quotes. Period.

Here’s Lilith’s quote for the day:

“Stay away from illegal drugs. You’ll never know when there’s gonna be random drug-testing.”

Hehe…am I in trouble? Let’s hope not, dearies. =D

Trying to conquer myself

Strange as it may seem, but every day, as I push forward into becoming the “new me,” I find temptations that could pull me back, to reel me in, to relapse. Temptations in the form of a bad news, of self-disappointment, of discontent, of financial woes, of bitter endings, of nagging frustrations, of insecurities, of an ugly face staring back at me from the mirror.

on my (constant) Pursuit of Happyness

As I was about to ‘go back’ and go crashing down to yet another(self-destruction inducing) nadir, I opened an email from my good friend Ria. Very perfect timing.

Pretty-fy me

Just got an email from Ria… she forwarded me blog entries from TangledWings (from May 13 to May 16). The blogger talked about feeling scared of turning 35, her insecurities concerning the physical changes that go with it, her weight issues, as well as hating her self for being too preoccupied by physical beauty because it is pretty shallow. It would seem rather superficial but for me, it really hit home. I want to write a new blog entry discussing why I feel like I could relate to the blogger, instead I’m just posting my email reply to Ria.

Strange Days

Do you know how it is to be swallowed whole by an emotion…but you don’t know why? Intense emotions with no basis at all – have you had that? I’ve had that a couple of times in the past…with depression. I’ve had long spells of melancholia, painful, emotionally exhausting spells for no reason: no one died, no one lost a job, nothing, nada…but it felt like something tragic just happened. The depression felt so intense that I’d rather die than be in that state.

Anyways, I’m having another spell. Not depression, no, because I’m too familiar with melancholia that I’d recognize it from a mile away. This one’s different. It has the same intensity as my previous depression spells, but, again, this one’s different…it’s something really strange.