Going through my blog archives, I noticed how my writing tends to sway - from bitchy whiny posts to something that actually holds your attention. So instead of adding to my slew of rants, I will dedicate this post to something worthwhile.

Today evening a friend of mine reminded me how fragile life really is, and how often we tend to take things for granted. No matter how low you may be feeling, or how bad you think your life is, there is always someone out there in the world who is 10 time worse off than you. So the next time you are complaining because your car A/C isn't working, or your bathroom tap has sprung a leak, think about the people in the world who have lesss than nothing in their lives. And instead of standing there thinking, do something about it.

Thank you, my friend.

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Ever since I started working, I have noticed how different my lifestyle has become. My morning is not complete without a trip to Muffin Break for my breakfast. I admit - I have become a latte queen (before I would imagine 'latte' to be some sort of exotic dance). I now ponder over what to eat for lunch - Penne pasta with herbs and Shredded Chicken, or Brocolli soup served in a bread bowl. Although I don't drink, I still like to flip through the wine list and then just casually hand it over to the waiter and ask for water instead (Masafi of course, some things never change). But don't worry, somewhere under all the sophistication is the snazzed up, loud mouth drama queen we all know and love.

Another friend of mine has gotten engaged, which really pisses me off. For one thing, that's one less straight guy to hit on, and second it reminds me that I'm still dating my shadow (we are on a break and have agreed to see other inanimate objects). How hard is it to find a decent guy these days? I would actually sink so low as to put an ad in the newspaper personals, but they don't have pink paper. Bastards.

Another particularly potent question to ponder over perfusely - what's with bisexual people? I mean will you just pick a side already? It's truly unfair that they have the best of both worlds. I've dated a couple of guys who are "on the fence", and they truly are quite nice chaps, but it's annoying when you walk down the street and he's staring at the couple who have just walked by wondering what the babe and her boyfriend are like in bed.

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If I ever see you in a suit again, I'm going to do more than just hug you!

You know who you are...

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Following up from my previous post about starting the Body for Life program, a friend of mine asked me what was the reason for my sudden desire to do 20 bench presses and feed on Myoplex. Well, the reason is that at this point in my life, I feel a little shitty. And what better way that to snap out of a mid-twenties crisis than with a good workout for your body. Besides, it's been a while since I sweated from an activity that doesn't involve some guy on top of me.

Sometimes my friends ask me how I can be so 'out there' about my sexuality and my lifestyle. Well kids, I honestly don't know. I may be a total attention seeker, but that's truly who I am. Shine the spotlight on me anytime baby, and I'll strut my stuff. I remember how closed and shy I used to be in school and even in my frist year at college, but now I am out and proud, and loving each day of my life.

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Congratulations to all of my friends and fellow classmates who graduated with me yesterday. I wish you all the very best for the future and hope that all goes well for you. Once again, CONGRATS!

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Within a few weeks, I will be starting the Body for Life program. People often assume that just because I have a slim figure, I don't need to stay in shape. Well, as much as I would love to believe in that theory, I want to look and feel better than I do now. The program lasts 12 weeks, but I'm not even sure I'm going to last 12 days. I will really need a lot of help to pull this off.

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