I've been watching BBC's Sherlock. I love the modern day detective. I replay the series when I need a little power up. I am thrilled with the chase for answers.

I've also read the Sherlock stories. You just can't go wrong with Sherlock. But one thing that I've realized with all the stories is that I am not attracted solely with his genius. I found that even geniuses are mortal. 

Sherlock maybe the solitary type but you can see that he wants companionship too. Why else would Watson be welcomed warmly. He could have any other sidekick. He could even have multiple sidekicks, disposable ones. Those who could hold a gun, land a good punch, act on his behalf...

Sherlock would call him plain and slow and Watson would retaliate. They are sometimes a whacked pair. Their relationship is not definite or ever really mentioned. IT JUST EXISTS.

I just goes to show that even if you tell yourself that you are alone, that you are not and will never be dependent on others, time will come that you too will find that Watson.

We can name them "soul-mates." I'm not referring to only love interests, or BFFFs or those sort of things. They will simply be that person whom you would gladly let into your life and will fill whatever empty space that you think is not there.

Weird? Yes. True? Yes again. Want to disagree? Alright. But when it happens... ;)

I was scanning the shelves of the nearby grocery store for something to munch on. I was weaving through the aisles when in the biscuits section I found a bag of Knick Knacks. I remember then when I was a kid. The biscuits were shaped like little fish and coated with chocolate.

I brought home a few and back in my room I ripped one open. Same old fishies, same very sweet chocolate. I sat down to study and although trying to pound my brain with the definitions of negotiable instruments, I found myself talking to the fish I was eating.

I laughed at myself. I was actually doing little swimming motions with the fish-shaped biscuits and guiding them to my mouth. Then I made this loud "armph" sound like I was the whale who gobbled up them up. I even pitied one that got it's tail broken off.

My conscious mind was on my studies but apparently mys subconscious found that part of me that wanted to play with my food. (Or maybe I was studying too hard and the stress finally got to me.)

Either way I was laughing, until I finally had only two left, I ate them at the same time thinking that the other would be lonely without its friends. I had fun. I was smiling widely.

I'm almost 20 and my sisters keep telling me to grow up. I try to but sometimes it's more fun to be childish. Especially when everything you see around you is this web of problems and deadlines. I little giggle now and then can't be bad, right?

I found my old school journal. It only had a few pages (our teacher's requirement was 2 entries per month and i kept to that minimum :) ) and most of the pages had all my mini artworks, just simple pictures and sketches like these:

I had fun with them. But those were the times when I had very little on my mind. Those were the times when I was myself - the girl who sits at the corner with pencil and paper on hand sketching away. That was high school.

Now is college. If I want that degree (and I really do) I need to use my all the time I have for studying. But then again, its been a while since I had real peace and fun.

Time slips by fast. "Live life to the fullest," they say. I want to but can't. It's the conflict of life. When you are young, you need to do your best to build a better future for yourself. Mess that up and then where would you be 10 or 20 years.

But then again, if you're too serious about all that adult stuff, you are letting the best years go by.

Have you:

-played in the rain

-made paper boats flow down a canal

-plastered your face with gooey chocolate or sticky gum

-laid down in the grass because you want to

-sing at the top of your lungs with nonsense lyrics

I can't think of a hundred things to list down right now but I think you get the idea. Whatever those things are, we can't do them when we grow into adults (unless nobody's around to see or hear you do them). Society can be strict.

How to balance work and fun to make the most of your life?

I have no idea. But please feel free to tell me if you do know the answer. ;)

I've been de-stressing with www.blogthings.com, and its funny that even though I know that the results are pure coincidence (they were simple observations that could relate to anybody going through the same life events), I still get this feeling that they read my personality.

But like I said they are general observations that can make any person say "Yes this is me." The amusing part is that while you read the results of the quizzes you tend to ask yourself how true the statements are. And when you get a result that you think is not applicable to you, again you ask yourself what SHOULD have been the right result.

Then you think "SHOULD?" Considering you answered the quiz honestly (IF you answered honestly), you'd usually have this fair knowledge of what to expect in the results. When one statement seems erroneous, you may either think the site didn't read your answers correctly, or that YOU didn't read YOURSELF correctly. You'd find yourself thinking rather deeply for a while (if you take the results seriously.)

It's rather a complicated process but interesting nonetheless. :)