Sunday, September 18, 2011

Becoming an Adult.




I've been under a lot stress. I'm becoming an adult, this is very scary for me. I've always had someone to hold my hand and guide me; they were their to catch me, I trip quite easily. I don't know why? I know I can do it, I'm a fairly strong individual, I'm also quite hapless too.

Right now I've got bills to pay and I'm doing it properly for the first time. I also got a car with insurance on it -with my name on it, yes I did the research myself too. I feel glad. Its kind of like; I'm gaining self esteem. Strange huh? I wonder why this is. I am a very partnered type character. I'm always with some one. I guess this is the first time I am completely alone.

I think thats what it is. I'm on my own for the first time since I was a teenager. But can you really call yourself actually single when you are a child? You do have parents looking after you, feeding you and telling you what to do. I rather think not. You are still partnered, or reliant on others for your well being. So, really I've never experienced singledom/adulthood until now! WHOA, I'm nearly 30.

Now I'm nearly 30 in a few months, I've learnt how to drive and can drive. Paying my own bills, finishing off my degree in Business (finally) and gaining friends who are a lot more mature than I've express in my past 30 years of living. The only bad part about being an adult is the stress of it, but I like it. The stress has giving me independence and self esteem that I can do it. Finally.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Changing the way you look?


So you want to be loved? You think there is some one out there for you and yet you don't at the same time? So you sit there crying to your friend why you are not loveable and the friend tells you, you are. So what do you do? You wallow and change something about your self. But what change do you do?

I have meet many friends down the road and they think (including myself at some time or another), honestly believe that their looks will be the thing that will attract a mate of some sort. But it never does really. I mean, sure you could smarten yourself up towards the potential cos, thats part of it. But what I am talking about is changing your whole outside being. It doesn't make a difference, I could have bigger boobs, bigger arse and longer and blonder hair. The thing is, will it, still attract that mate you so desire? No. “WHAT!” You exclaim? Here I tell you why.

Thats not the real you. Nobody wants to be some one who is fake. People want the real you. The real you that has those crazy quirks thats unique to you and you alone. So you don't have big boobs and he teases you about it, but if he is confronted by a woman who has big boobs, it may make him very uncomfortable and off running to the hills screaming. Yes boys have their quirks too.

So I'm going to tell all of my friends now. You are beautiful just the way you are, and if you want to change? Change the choices you are making, change the type you keep on chasing and change the way you think of yourself. Be the real you.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Under the Sky


What did I do under that Pluto Moon Sky? (Moon in Scorpio). I did what people usually do, I hung out with my family. But there is a difference here, I have never really truly meet them. Only online or pictures. Sorry I lied, I have in fact meet one person, for a brief moment in time. And thats when we sealed the deal. We were the same.

I still remember when I walked in the doors of the hospital, my grandmother was dieing in her death bed, my whole world was ending. But then, a woman appeared; we did our introductions and she gasped out loud. “You look like my daughter”. Hmmm, okay crazy new Aunt? I have another Aunt? Wow, happy 18th to me!

Lets fast forward to the present (A-hem 12 years later), in fact to this weekend passed. My family lives scores apart and so my brother, newly found Aunt with her 2 daughters and me with my kid, decided to Skype each other in different timezones. So here we are, lunatics talking to over each other and typing away to each others because we got bored and made fun of each others conversations. You get my drill. Just like family you see on the telly! Crazy happyland.
The funny thing is, technically we have not met in the flesh yet. Okay my Aunt has met everyone, lucky! But I haven't; left out... oh so cruelly. But here we are, talking like crazy, like we have always known each other from birth. Laughing. You know what, we have so much in common. I remember looking at my family before I ever knew them, knowing that there was something missing. A missing person in my life. And it was true, it was them!

So what does this have to do with Scorpio moon. Well, we all have a Scorpio in our astrology charts. And they are all conjunction with each other charts and to top it off, Scorpio moon in the flying sky. Family REVEALED, lonely past is burnt to ashes and our family Phoenix is born sky high.

Welcome to a new wave: Our Family. Yes, my daughter has Scorpio too!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Trying to write



What happens when your muse is gone? I find it very hard to write and punctuate what I want to say. In fact I've many, half written blog posts just waiting for me to complete, but I can't; I feel half full. I've got to get over this stump. So I am pulling out all of my tricks to the trade and do it. I don't if I will be able to get it right though.

It's so easy just having someone who will support you even if they think its weird or strange. I know so many people were very object to this blog. Thats including my muse. I guess what gets me stumped, I never appreciate him for his support and he is gone I'm lost. This makes me so sad and mad. But if he was sitting next to me he would smack me across the head, and tell me to finish it, with a huge sigh. That really bugged me, his sighing. HA-HA-HA-HA!

I will summon the strength to get it right for myself, be my own inspiration even if its the toughest thing for me to do. I'm trying to fix this problem, I'm not very good at fixing things, that was his job, But I'm good at beating the odds - my job. Maybe this is how I should look at it, beating the odds, because the odds are I will write; the odds are I will be inspired and the odds are I will fix it. How do I know this? I just finished my blogs post