Monday, May 02, 2005
This impulse to perfect, to create order, and to focus on the flaws in order to improve and correct is the basis of much of your behavior. When you project it out into the world, Diyana, it manifests as extreme fastidiousness, meticulous attention to detail, the ability to do very fine and exacting work, precision of thought and expression, and sometimes a peculiar fussiness. You can be the critic, the razor-sharp analyst, the master craftsman with a reputation for the greatest finesse and polish. You quietly observe, dissect, and measure everything against your own inner standard of perfection. Everything must be tested and go through the refiner's fire in order to prove its efficacy, Rarely do you swallow anything whole. Everything must be examined and judged, the acceptable parts ingested and the unacceptable rejected. This is true on many levels, including the physical. You are apt to be extremely discriminating about your diet, concerned with proper nutrition and the avoidance of pollutants and impurities in your food or environment, and so on. Your physical body itself may be very sensitive to what you take in - more so than other people are. On an intellectual level, you are similarly discriminating, perhaps to the point of frank skepticism. Because of your underlying need to create order, Diyana, you like to categorize and put things in neat little boxes, and you may deny, avoid, invalidate, or refuse to take seriously something that does not fit in to your scheme. Even in investigating the spiritual or mystical, you seek a system, an order. Ambiguity, multiplicity, chaos or disarray of any kind may vex you considerably. You can also be very critical and demanding of other people, in a nagging, petty way. This is if you are projecting your need to refine and perfect onto the outside world. However, that is really a misuse of what is essentially an inner process, getting rid of the dross and refining your own character.
tired. anybody knows what that means? went to my uncle ( i think ) house for some makan makan. seriously dude. i dunno anyone from my father's side. they all look alike. all i know is what they do. one is in the police force. another is in police coast guard and the other works in Fed-Ex. dats all i know about them. haha. den spent the night watching 'Main Hoon Na' ( I am here ). Iskandar msged me at 2am. I think i slept about 4 plus 5. Listening to discman. Putting 'Touch my Body' on repeat mode. Haha. Maybe getting an early nite tonight. Hubby wants to go out tom but might be accompanying mother to Johor tom. Well. i'm off. Nitey nite nite.
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