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Precision Processor
Your IQ Score is: 131
You've got a very experiential way of learning and a strong mathematical mind. You're able to whittle even the most complex situation down to comprehensible component parts. In short, you have mastered the art and science of precision. That's what makes you a Precision Processor.

For you, life is a series of equations. Your brain is naturally predisposed to intense mathematical acuity, and your understanding of numerical problems is unparalleled. It's second nature for you to cut to the heart of an issue, so that you can discover quick solutions to problems while others get bogged down in unnecessary details. One Precision Processor that comes to mind is the Greek philosopher-mathematician, Pythagoras. Pythagoras had a mind for numbers and, as such, could come up with previously unknown theories like his method for calculating the sides of a right triangle (a2+b2=c2). You too, can use numbers to translate aspects of the world around you — something that doesn't come easily to everyone. Your quick mathematical mind will allow you to communicate a variety of ideas to other people, so don't keep it to yourself.

Precision Processors can apply their mathematical skills to any situation involving numbers. That's a talent that will come in handy for everything from the workplace to splitting a bill 12 ways to converting foreign currency in your head. Others often look to you to do the math and luckily, you're well equipped.
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Last time I took such a test, I got a higher score, oh well.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Enough already

Gorgeous dress, isn't it?

Just when I realised I am bored of hottie, he turns around and checks me out. I was immersed in work, and he passed behind me, checking me out, his head turning 180 degrees. I mean, enough already. You either pursue me or forget about me.

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Remember the 100's of posts in which I cussed La Vache? Well, although she still copies me, i.e., tries to be me, I don't mind her at all. I'm warming up to her heartily and it astounds me.

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Have I ever mentioned that married women, tend to be scornful by nature and rarely do they have handsome personalities?

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

Viva Las Vegas

Enjoy
Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Childhood clips

I'm bored. too bored that I questioned the reason behind my existence on this earth.
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I'm also fed up with hottie and him being away last week was sheer bliss. Actually I'm exaggerating. It was nice and I didn't have to prance around him acting all cute. I needed a breather.

To share with you from my childhood the above video:

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

The premonition

I woke up this morning with an eerie feeling in my gut regarding my granpa's health. Ive been feeling very guilty about not spending enough time with him recently. Something told me he was about to have a minor health lapse. So I called my family members, one by one and urged them to come spend time with him.

I insisted.

They came, all but one.

After lunch, grand papa collapsed and was rushed to A&E.

But he's okay now.

My senses are becoming more acute by the day. My intuition is sharper than ever and I am liking being in touch with my surroundings at a deeper level

From http://www.jakeandgigi.com/ , loving these items. A bit pricey for my taste but no harm in splurging every once in awhile.
1. Laptop

2. Camera
3. Cellphone
4. Safe
5. ChandelierTill we meet again,
Sedeso

Another match made in heaven

First, there was H. with her picture-perfect beau. Her list was near impossible and we all thought to ourselves (even talked) that she is searching for too perfect a spouse and she'll probably remain unwed because her standards were too high. Little did we know what fate had in mind and she got exactly what she wanted, the way she wanted it. She got her fairytale ending, after all.

Then came M. with her look-alike, humble, shy hubby. My mother and I always wondered if she would ever settle down let alone find someone and she did. She got hitched to a really nice, decent man. Exactly like she hoped she would. And you know what else? They suit each other perfectly. They make a cute lobster couple.

And now there's Ismat and the fiance. I doubt they noticed my presence in the restaurant since they only had eyes for each other and the world around them seemed to have evaporated away in the heat of those affections. They don't just suit each other, they fit one another.

Dear God,
When you create matches, you make them perfect and I get tearful just thinking of it. Wow.

Lolly anyone?

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

La Femme Fatale

The vixen look I'm going for. And if I am to look anything like her, I better force myself to get some beauty sleep and preserve the brightness of my eyes.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Survival of the fittest

I wonder if I will be able to survive as a stranger in a foreign country all by myself? You hear alot of survival stories and admire the bravery of the people who went through it but you also are very grateful that it wasn't you.

I am impressed with Shantaram and his survival skills.

If I landed in the states with a backpack, no place to stay, and only $100.oo, what would I do? First I'll find an inexpensive, shabby place to stay. So with 100 bucks only in my possession, I might actually consider a homeless shelter.

Then I'll have to secure an income. So to start off, and regardless of what degree I am carrying, I'll opt for a waitress job since it includes tips. After a while, I'll save some money and move in with a few people. And of course I will become a size zero like all those models because I won't be eating. Once the money is steady I'll consider applying for more upscale jobs.

Now all this assuming that I already speak the language and it is a civilized country.

Work case scenario: I become a working girl which I doubt and I'd rather be a street beggar and live in a slum than let sweaty, smelly ugly men lay a finger on me.

Another worst case scenario: I meet an old pervert and move in with him temporarily until I get on my feet.

It's one thing to survive in a foreign country where your parents are a phone call away and you have a respected embassy there but imagine you come from a forsaken country with no government, and you have nobody but God to turn to.

This is why we must be good to strangers and always remember Karma.

How cool are those wedding giveaways?

Till we meet again, 

Sedeso

Trifling matters

The spitefulness and wickedness got so bad that for a moment, I was transferred back into my insecure 19-year-old body, and felt extensive anger being pumped through my veins. An intense rush of hatred surfaced and I am puzzled as to where it came from in the first place. To think that I still harbor such emotions with all the therapy I've gone through is frightening.

And I did it. I gave that look, that immature snobby look where one scornfully stares at a person in disdain from head to toe and then turns the head sideways as if the other person does not matter and is not worth our time, effort, sight...etc.

Me? This immaturity and crude behavior coming out of me? I am absolutely horrified because if anything, I thought myself to be that rainbow-colored, happy, hippie-at-heart, loving the world and the whole human race kinda gal. I'm the sociable, well-mannered chick who hums to her colleagues, Micheal Jackson's Heal the World.

Come on, you're a much bigger person than those trifling things.

Till we meet again, 

Sedeso

Possibly?

Colorful:_____________________________

I was never interested to begin with and I am still not that keen. I just went along because she was so persistent [insert FFWD: April 2010: Aren't you glad you went to see him my dear child?]. But now, I wonder what things would be like and have formulated an image of his personality in my mind.

My friend introduced me to him even though I played hard to get and was very reluctant to go. But he didn't seem bad at all [insert FFWD: April 2010: Funny how now you are dying to commit to him and have his children].

I can see myself being with him perhaps 30% and that's alot.

But somehow, being the superficial one. I am looking forward to bumping into the one I met at 'that' meeting since he was way hotter, so universe, arrange it for me. Please.

And I wonder, will anyone ever come close to the one I've placed in the shrine to be worshipped? The perfect one? The one that got away?

How gorgeous is Sridevi?

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

"Quote" you ever have a moment in your life when you knew things were going to change in your life?

sometimes it can be the simplest thing like a new hairstyle . that new cut is going to change the way people perceive you.

maybe you're buying the new car that you've been wanting for a minute and you know you're gunna get more girls than you ever have before lol.

perhaps, someone close to you has moved away. the way you look at happiness will have to be in gaps, rather than fluid bliss.

sometimes it can be a career decision or a school choice or a bad choice that will spin your life in a whole new direction with all new circumstances.

but the most subtle of realizations are the ones when you meet someone that you know is going to change things for you . sometimes, its a person that is going to end up an awesome friend along the way. the godmother of your children, maid of honor type of friend that you have been searching for. The kind that will take off her heels in front of a club and hop in a girl fight for you. The kind of friends that will bring you snickers candy bars when your mother passes cause they know it's your favorite. Those kinds.

sometimes it's a person that you know is in low supply around the rest of the world. what do I mean by that? well, you meet many 'types' of people throughout the years ... and it seems like they can all fall into a certain category. once and a while, you meet people that will never fit into the boundaries that our minds try to put them in. they're different, they challenge you in new ways, they make you feel new. I just think that moment when you think, "wait, this is where it changes" only comes a few times in your life. pick it out of circumstance when you can notice ... it's worth it.

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Tarina

From Tarina Tarantino

Tillwe meet again,

Sedeso

ANALYSE THIS

Today's purchases: Classic matt gold loafers and metallic ballet flats.

Explain to me please, because I do not comprehend what makes a fully grown woman with half a dozen children, in her mid-thirties act like a school bully? You'd think some people mature with age but yet again life has shown me that as I trot his earth, with each step I take there is bound to be an idiot, like her. I wonder what big bullies her children will grow up to become.

Yes yes, it's none other than the pimple-faced monster. Cruel? Mais bien sur.

Loving: this bangle.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Gift of the Gob?

Is it a gift or a major problem I need to work on? My gob needs to be zipped. Or stitched tight to be on the safer side.

I just reminded my uncle of his ex-wife in front of his new wife. And I could hear the grandfather clock ticking due to the razor-sharp tension that cut through the air.

At Gelato cafe

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Pink house

Star light

Star Bright

First star I see tonight

I wish I may

I wish I might

get the wish I wish for tonight

Perhaps a 'girly' pink house?

Yeah right. If any of you know me at all, it's that I consider pink to be a teenager's colour. This, however, does not stop me from wearing it occasionally.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

Les fleurs

Today I present to you dear reader 3 roses. I was going to put yellow roses as an indicative of jealousy in each story but these look so much more eye-pleasing.1) The first witch is a typical ugly one. Pimples, chubbiness, sarcasm oozing from her gob and you know what else is so distinctive about her. I've always seen a black halo around her face and never felt too good about her for too long. An incident would happen and I'd think to myself, perhaps she's nice. But straight after that I'd hear a tacky street comment and think to myself: how cheap. This one gets jealous too damn easily. And you know what else, she's a bully whose full of insecurities but her tongue seems to lash out faster than snakes with green goo, and sarcasm.

From Gregory David Robert's Shantaram (which I'm immensely enjoying): I detest bullies for their cowardice and despise them for their cruelty. I never knew a tough man who preyed on the weak. Tough men hate bullies as much as bullies hate tough men.

I sense she gets green-eyed with envy every time she sees me.  This feeling is so strong.  She does have a picture-perfect family and a decent hubby so she should focus more on herself instead of giving me a tough time.  
2) The second witch does not realize how awful she really is. But jealousy is what controls her emotions and actions. And as annoying as she is, I feel pitiful towards such a pathetic woman.

3) The third witch.... right now I'd say there's no third. So enjoy les fleurs.

On a more intellectual level, as mentioned earlier in this post I'm going through a very heavy yet entertaining read. I wish all books were this good. I'm falling off the reading race but I must pick up soon enough if I were to reach my target of 50 books minimum in 2008.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Mes yeux, une autre fois

Quote: the eyes are the windows to one's soul.

Never in my whole life have I believed in it until lately. I was able to identify with this quote since my colleagues pinpoint my emotions accurately: fear, sadness, ecstasy, anger, shame, regret, absolutely the whole spectrum of emotions just by looking at my eyes. And you know what? I don't exactly like it. I don't mind if an inamorato is able to read me through my eyes but sometimes I'd like to manipulate others with a cock-and-bull story without being exposed.

Is this a weakness? Should I consider it as an asset? Should I consider changing this imperfection?

I know the answer. I should just accept it. I should NOT label it as either a weakness or a strength. It's just a distinctive trait that makes me who I am.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

Everybody Loves Hottie

Suspect 1: She noticed his stylish attire and labelled him the 'Italian Stallion'. And ever since, she has been eyeing him up closely and admiringly, noticing how he combines different cuts and colors.

Suspect 2: Admits to everyone that he's too hot, fit and decent that her breath gets taken away everytime he passes by. She even comments how the place smells unbelievably good after he passes by. Ofcourse, we all get intoxicated by his addictive perfume.

Suspect 3: Was the 'obsessed' no. 1 fan until she got married. She checked up on him. She learnt everything there is to know about him. She even followed him around and pestered his secretary for more details about his wife.

Suspect 4: Would die for him. She already carries the burden of a whole bureau on her shoulders just to please him and would go the furthest. This one is quiet possesive of his affections.

Suspect 5: This divorcee is in love with him and creates fantasies about being together with him. La pauvre totally misunderstands him and always assumes the best of him.

Suspect 6: Yours truly who is getting disgusted by the fact that he's so popular and desired and she's thinking twice about her persistance.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Adieu YSL

Monsieur Yves Saint Laurent passed away. His style was refined and exquisite. I always associated emerald green as his theme colour.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

The CD

Agent 009 once called and asked to go to the cinema. We did. It was the O2, Fulham road branch and we ended up watching Bruce Willis's soppy flick (Hostage). When he dropped me home he insisted I take the CD with me since I liked it so much. It contained a fabulous remix combination.

Today, I decided to play a few dusty CDs in my car. I accidentally found it. And the memories just kept pouring in. Nostalgia came over me and I felt sad a little because true companions are a rarity that very few of us are lucky enough to get in this life, even if for a short while.

If I had to give it an estimate, I'd say I miss him 10% of the time. Let us not forget the huge impact he had on my lifestyle and improving my inner-self. And the other 90%? I feel forever grateful that he triggered this life-changing transformation.

Some friendships make better people out of us. I am not just lucky, but blessed to have crossed paths with him.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso