I am the worst at humility and still the best at insolence as I have ever been. That back-talker attitude may have been cute for a while, but people up top tend to like humble subordinates. I know this because I prefer humble interns myself, younger juniors who won't talk back and are not overbearing with questions and remarks. But I also remember ( Read more... )

The best thing that I could think of to keep myself moving with momentum, would be to keep creating. If I'm creating all the time, then I'm not watching or waiting. By the way, we spend a lot of time waiting for shit to happen. We also like to appreciate stuff that other people have made. Of course, this is definately an enjoyable way to pass the ( Read more... )

It's strange. The things that used to bother me so much just last week doesn't anymore. Stress really is adaptable, and up to a certain point it usually disappears. When we think about our mortality we tend to be a bit more stressed than usual, but when we think about our failures, it's more about the immediate forseeable disadvantages. We get ( Read more... )

"Beauty itself doth of itself persuade, the eyes of men without an orator."  -Shakespeare ( Read more... )

Gosh, it's been so so so long ( Read more... )

Have you ever woken to the thought that you've fallen in love with a dream world so much, that you'd rather wake up in your dream instead of reality? It seemed so tempting to just go back to sleep and slip through to the other side, but you can't, because even if you defiantly throw the covers over your eyes again, in a few moments you'd be ( Read more... )

There are times when I get so swamped with things that my calendar looks like someone spilt ink all over it with all the appointments, meetings, and presentations. Nearly none of it was forced upon me either, so I should have no complaints (is that right), only myself to blame for babying so many things! But taking it slow, just taking it slow… ( Read more... )

Lets all take a moment now to smile. ;) I’d gotten almost too busy to come around, but none of that affects my excitement now as I pickup this little journal again for a fresh round of mind picking. I’d come and gone before for simply a glance at LJers I love, for it’s love and creation and a hunger for inner thought that’s always made me attached ( Read more... )

And here's the curtain rise... the myriad overlay of predictions and speculations die, and a new stage fills with new props, new backdrops and new actors. Of course... for you're watching an entirely different play. It's the second stage, the second act. I reminisce, but not out of sadness but of something past. But you needn't know about that. You ( Read more... )

It’s nice and cold inside of me. I am breathing liquid air, exalting in that burning contrast of caramel sunlight and livid frigidity that surrounds white sheets and 60 watt bulbs. I step on high-rise corridors atop seven hundred panes of glass, each reflecting that surgical incision which cut me out of you, out of the past ( Read more... )