Sex and the city

Oh my god! My last post was in April...which is a shame really because a whole summer went by and neither Brain nor myself bothered to draft anything up. And when university started again my mind started wandering, ' If a->b, i.e If I can write an assignment then I can write a blog'.

All this came to be thanks to my new hobby; watching Sex and the city. What previously seemed like a tacky series that I would never consider watching has now become my bedtime story. How can things change so rapidly? Is it because I have now reached the quarter of a century of life? Do I relate to these four women? Did Carrie and her column inspire me to start my blog again?

I have been in a steady relationship for a little bit 'more than 2 weeks' so the relationships so far (I'm in season 3) have nothing in common what so ever with my very own Mr Big. Then again I do have a special relationship with Marlborough Lights.If I thought my 20's are complex then life in my 30's must be even worse. But then again life is really not that bad, I do not own a pair of Jimmy Choo's but I do have a growing IronFist collection.

Another thing about Sex and the city is that it got me thinking...(not that that has ever been an issue) but I now think in a column kind of way. I analyse; how people think, if I am the only one with these issues, if there is actually a pattern to all of these crazy things going on.

Will my blog take this kind of style? I do not know...

Well i guess like typical series style its to be continued...

New year and all that new me crap!

So the first quarter of the year is almost over...and resolutions are down the drain!

Resolution 1. Smoking kills so smoke less.
I tackled this by using my pretty denim roll up pouch, which i filled with rolling paper, tobacco and filters. Tiny problem forgot to add 'Maintain pouch' in the resolution list thus I ended up with no rolling paper, did not bother to go buy and I was back to my pre-rolled chemical induced cigarettes. (I also found I missed the extra dose of nicotine these babies pack).

Resolution 2. Living on my own and being responsible.
So...I now have to think about food that needs to be cooked, laundry that needs to be done and floors that need cleaning. I also found that living on my own gives me ample time for Gin and tonic in between which I try to sweep the floor and wipe the shelves. I have now made an effort to sort out the laundry in colours and whites! I also cleaned one (very big) window (hi5 for me) and our menu has included delicious soups and pastas. The problem with this resolution is finding the time to do the cleaning as well as the motivation to cook or do any chores in general. I simply can't ignore this resolution as living in a dump is not an option. So bring on that cleaning motivation ...and more Gin and tonics ...in half pint glasses!

P.S Cigarettes are bad and so is excessive drinking!

The Power of Hugs

When was the last time that you gave a hug? Most probably you forgot the last time you hugged someone!

 

I have realised that when giving a hug one gets a lot of positive energy and one shouldn’t be afraid of giving hugs more often.

 

Research shows that hugs can instantly boost oxytocin levels, which heal feelings of loneliness, isolation and anger. Apart from that hugs strengthen the immune system, the gentle pressure and the emotional charge a hug creates activates one of our Chakra’s which stimulates the thymus gland – which regulates and balances the body’s production of white blood cells.

Furthermore a hug teaches us how to give and receive, it educates us how love flows both ways.

 

Like meditation, hugs teach us how to be in the present moment, how to appreciate one another  and how to connect with your heart and your feelings!  

 

Virgina Satir once said “We need four hugs a day for survival. We need eight hugs a day for maintenance. We need twelve hugs a day for growth.”

 

If maybe 12 hugs a day seem impossible, even one hug a day will make a big difference. So stop what you are doing and go give a hug to someone you love, and show that you appreciate them in your life.

 

Back to School blues

One fine day I decided that having a BA in Philosophy was as useful as a bikini in the North Pole. I do not want to sound like a pessimistic brat; after all I was the one who chose this subject to study. But coming from a little island in the middle of the Mediterranean- where half the people have no clue what philosophy is, my degree is not considered as something important. (The Maltese are more interested in lawyers, doctors and teachers graduating).

During one of my epiphamatic(another word that should be added to the Oxford dictionary) moments in my life I decided to do a masters! In what was another dilemma. So I started asking around, looking online and it is there that I decided to combine my philosophical background with the business world. And this October I started my MA in Business Ethics. Obviously Brain decided to join me in my academic adventure; we applied and waited for our acceptance letter. Which as everything on this island took a while, and in fact two days before starting the course we got approved to start!

The journey started with a mass, and may I emphasise that I am not the religious type. But it was sweet, I have to admit that the Theology Faculty made us feel welcome, everyone came over to introduce them selves and they even organised some nibbles and drinks which completely won me over! 

So Pinky and the Brain are now on a new adventure! And the challenging part is sitting down and typing an assignment! Writing the blog is so much easier! I felt that my writing skills flew out of the window! I have become such a perfectionist in what I write. My press release experience has influenced me in bad way as now I'm writing short and straight to the point. Working on a computer 8 hours a day make me feel less keen to just sit down and start typing! My philosophical writing style is in hibernation and it seriously needs to make a move because my deadline is next Tuesday!

Therefore I decided to use my assignment block to write a blog instead :) 

Hopefully tonight might be a little bit easier...if not tonight we have tomorrow...damn it that's Friday!! Well some way or another we'll finish it!

But one day...we'll take over the world...with a MA in Business Ethics while wearing Louboutins!!

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It can always be worse!

One of life's lessons was taught to me by my dad and I will treasure it as it will help me through life without over stressing my brain.

I am a chatter box! I have been and I will always be a chatter box. (Well they do say that the first step is admitting you have a problem). A little while back I discovered the art of shutting up, the fact that I do not fit in everywhere and I am not the most interesting person in the room. 

This has lead me to widen my knowledge, grow different relationships and led me to realize that it is better to be a chatter box people love, rather than one they avoid.

Also I have come to the conclusion that it is possible to out shine my chatterboxness (I found it necessary to invent a word to discuss my syndrome). I am proud to say that I no longer hold the title of World's Top Chatter Box; I have dropped down drastically on the "Top10 Chatterboxes" list and I no longer have a 2 page spread on the "Headache Weekly".

I have discovered that 'It can always be worse!'. My dad was right! 

Take my chatterboxness (used it twice maybe it will be added to the Oxford dictionary. Did you hear they added Twerk recently?) I am no longer at the top of my game, I am not the most chatty person in the world, thus it can always be worse!!!

This can be applied to any situation. For example; 

• My blondness- I am by far not the blondest person in the world.
• My bad Monday - Some people might have had a worse Monday than myself
• My moaning- There may be someone that moans more than me!
• 'I'm so fat' days- Have you watched Too Fat for 16 lately?

So there I have proved that Yes it can always be worse!

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Down the Black Hole

I think that there are certain people who have a certain energy, bad energy that when you are in contact with them  you end up sucked in a black hole.

My question is why do I keep getting myself attracted to such a negative thing, it doesn’t even make me feel good.

There is a certain person in my life who has been present for the past 3 years, we had some good times but mostly we bring misery to each other, we put each other in temptation, we are curious about each other’s lives for all the wrong reasons and we know that we are a recipe for disaster together,  so Why in god's name did i choose to bring him back in my life?

Is it because us humans like bringing misery to ourselves?  Usually I like to be surrounded by happy, positive, colourful  people not with someone that drags me down to an emotional roller-coaster .and for what... for nothing.

I do try to get myself away but I find myself sending that email, checking my phone maybe I got a BBM, spying on what the plans for the weekend are maybe we might accidentally pop into each other.

I hope there is Tequila at the end of the Black Hole, anything is better with a shot of Tequila!

And as Pinky says one must take the good with the bad so hopefully we might be able to post something good in this situation(at some point or another).

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Excuse me...he's mine!

I always assumed that my happy nature made me immune to the green bug eyed monster also known as jealousy!

So it was rather shocking when all of a sudden the Green Monster and I were down at the watering hole planning the death of a Frog.

I am a natural flirt...I am not the sleazy kind of flirting but the 'friendly flirting'. I make jokes, we laugh I flick my hair but at the end of the day I do not want to get in your pants.When I go out alone or with my better half I speak to everybody and never had issues with him about me talking to boys or any issues with him if a girl goes a talk to him.

Some people may tend to get jealous but I honestly always found it funny when someone flirts with him as to me it is like 'Hey ma man's hot and other girls want his attention'.

A problem (in my case jealousy) however does occur when people cross the LINE!

Let's define crossing the line. What does it mean to ME personally when someone crosses the line.

• He tells you he has a girlfriend. You are aware of this yet still try to get it on with him.
• You text him after a night out.(unless it is not to thank him for a lift home or a drink or for some gesture he did)
• If he is out with his girlfriend you get him alone and go talk him. But in her presence you just smile and barely step within 6 feet of him.
• You insist on pointing out how he flirted with you and lead you on, yet we all know he was just being friendly

The point of this blog is that...I was a chicken and I did not tell this FROG my opinion. On the contrary I gave her space and let her be. While inside the Green Eyed monster and I were plotting which would be the best way to pull out her hair, or if shaving her eyebrows would be necessary. But in the end I knew she was leaving in a short while so I decided not to waste my energy on this issue.

She did how ever screw things up on her own. She ended up getting drunk, yelling and balling her eyes out in front of my better half which seriously freaked him out (he can't handle a woman crying).

And in the end she left on a jet plane ( thank god) and we do not know when she'll be back again (hoping never).

Moral of my post :

• Let bygones be bygones. 
• Trust your better half
• Do not get drunk and cry in front of your crush- it only annoys your crush and makes you look like an ass.
• Green eyed monster and you can have some fun in your head but it is useless going further than that!