A piece of my mind

"There's this boy I know... He's the one I dream of." But unlike all other boys, this one is crazy. Walahi begad! I mean, I just don't get him, sometimes he's incredibly gorgeous but then he suddenly disappears into thin air, then comes back smiling after I've already given up on him. And I used to think, I was the mad one; an Aquarius notorious for disappearing acts and mood swings. And then we, as girls,  get blamed for giving mixed signals! Damn!

Unlike most people, I mostly fail to acknowledge that I'm stressed out. I guess that's how it's always been since I was a kid. But as I grew older, I started to watch the patterns to figure out when I'm stressed. Let me share the signs: - The first thing that helped me identify that i'm stressed was obviously when someone pointed it out. Say my mum , sis or bro tell me 'not to take my stress out on them'. To which I usually deny I'm stressed in the first place. -The second thing was when I started to notice that i get worked out on a completely different subject. So instead of worrying about an exam or a deadline, I would obsess about how I must trim my hair or need to loose weight. The subject of my obsession would immediately disappear as soon as I got the stress element out of the way. - a third way which is more severe is physical realization. I would still deny that I'm stressed by my migraines would give me away. In these cases, we just pra

I might be insane, but I'm having this weird loving feeling like something special is going to happen soon or someone special is gonna enter my life. Probably the antibiotics, right?

I was spending a couple of days with my cousin, We were childhood best-friends, but we grew apart; not out of lack of fondness, we still adore each other, but time, lifestyle and all. You know what time does, right?! Anyway, we were talking and talking and memories came back and we kept on saying who changed versus who hasn't and so on. See, I always regarded myself as someone who "changed a lot". I like to think that I become more accepting to others, in control of my emotions and wiser as I grew older. But to my surprise, my cousin said it , without hesitation, "Yasmine, you haven't changed a bit". Boy, did I argue, but she said it simply, everything about you is the same (and she mentioned a couple of good things which I won't repeat out of modesty) then she said "even that thing that always puzzled me about you is still the same. You never see it coming but when it happens, it makes perfect sense, it's so you."And at this point, I sto