I Saw
I always believe there is a time and a place for everything and based on that belief, I often take one step at a time. I used to stress out so much over everything and at some point I found it pointless because stressing out not only does not solve anything, it adds onto my occurring stress.
But everything seems to have rolled into one tonight. When I feel the stress coming I usually tidy up my wardrobe; it is therapeutic to my mind, not forgetting a healthy way to destress, and having a colour coded wardrobe is heaven to my eyes. It normally does not last but oh well, I can only try. Tucking away the winter clothing one by one seem to signify peeling things off my mind one by one. There are just so many other things to think about I keep pushing personal issues to the back of my head. The last thing I need now is a personal issue to deal with.
The uncertainties in life that I once loved are now becoming worries. There is perhaps no point in worrying about what has yet to happen but I just can’t help wondering. Wish I still lived a 15-minute walk away from my favourite coffee place.
Maybe what I need is another kick-ass getaway.
One Of Those Nights
I hate One Of Those Nights. I am missing home badly.
You too, Jo. Wish we could drive aimlessly while blasting music in the car right now.
Vanilla Twilight
Just thought I’d save whoever who reads this the trouble to figure out who is who, I’d italicize my words. Oh you’d still have to figure out who writes in italics (not the hardest task in the world).
Despite being a rare Sunday that I slept in my own bed (I sort of have a weekend apartment you see, well maybe more like a weekend bed in the living room at a friend’s), I could not sleep past 9am. Eyes were wide opened at barely 8.30am. Not that I am complaining, because there are a couple of things that need to be done.
Spent half the morning doing what I love best, making good use of isohunt.com. The connection was super in the morning! So I have equipped myself with a whole day of new music indulgence. Currently I am in love with Owl City. They have finally made it to the Billboard charts! Hurrah!
A Perfect Friday
Hello!
It’s been some time eh??
Been really busy lately.
And the AH1N1 virus is not helping.
Wearing my mask all the time in the hospital. Almost sucked a hole in my mask while teaching a patient to use the turbohaler. Almost poked a hole in my mask when wanting to drink vitagen. And yes we drink vitagen at work lol
Today’s a Friday. It’s a weekend here in Kedah.
Woke up late.
Lazed around the house.
Channel surfed.
Had brunch with the sister.
Went to my new house to help with the painting.
Went to Sunway Carnival with Bimbo2 to watch the Proposal. (only to reach there to book my 7.40pm movie and was told that they do not have a show at that time. wtf i checked gsc’s website earlier today and they said they were gonna have one showing at that time!)
Had a long dinner at Sakae Sushi instead. Bimbo2 was massaging her cheeks at one point as it was aching from too much laughing. My cheeks are well trained for hours of smiling/laughing lol
Had so much fun talking and gossiping. The gossiping part especially lol
I was reading an old edition of the Scientific American Mind mag and it stated that ppl who gossip more are smarter. Something like that anyway. Because we have to remember those events. So I went around asking people if I gossip a lot. Bimbo3 said…erm..quite a lot la…which I’d inteprete as ‘quite smart’ lol
Anyway, I came home, came online, chat with my fave chatter who sent me a couple of emo songs. Ahh… I miss nights like this. Chatting late into the night, putting a couple of songs on repeat.
I just had a perfect Friday.
buon compleanno
I turned 24 yesterday. Big deal. No really, it is a big deal because it is like a wake up call; I am almost a quarter of a century old yet I still hate having to be 100% responsible for everything I do and decide for the rest of my life. As I grow older, birthdays don’t matter all that much to me anymore, they are just like any other day except I can indulge in cakes without much remorse later on.
Thinking back, I actually miss the obligatory fruit cakes the mother used to buy for my birthdays before I left home for Sydney….
I Don’t Live In A Dream
It is funny how as we grow up things become more complicated yet most of the time we seek solace in simple things. This is the first Friday night in a very long time that I am home doing nothing. I spent an hour just looking up One Tree Hill songs to download – one of my all time favourite things to do. I feel contented just doing simple things like that. Ah bliss.
The Way You Make Me Feel
I get a kick out of keep pushing myself to do something when I am dead tired; just like I get a kick out of eating ice cream or drinking my favourite Easyway drink in freezing cold winter.
I find pleasure in these little things. If only these were what kept me high-spirited at all times.
RIP, MJ. Your songs are still filled with my childhood / younger days’ memories.
Words…
Today 2 people told me things that made me so happy. I shall not put them up here as i may sound overperasan 
but being able to make other people happy is indeed a feeling that beats making myself happy.
Happiness, when shared, multiplies.
A joke that is not told to somebody else doesn’t feel that funny.
I’m glad I’ve got you guys to share my jokes with, even if they are extremely lame at times. lol. And for you guys to laugh along with me even if you don’t get what I’m saying.
“We are laughing not because of your joke. We are laughing because you are laughing!!”
=.=
Backdate
Date : 1st July, 2007
Location : Melbourne
It was just like any other winter day. K and A had gone to work. I woke up to find an absolutely free day for myself. Called E to arrange to meet up for lunch. It was still early after I’d gotten ready so I took a walk down to Bourke St from Leicester St. It was not that far a walk and especially therapeutic when one needed alone time. But K gave me this WTF look when I told him I’d done that (he would have taken the tram even if someone threatened him with a gun).
So it was a really therapeutic walk. I find comfort walking around a bustling city that I am unfamiliar with; it is as if besides being fascinated by something out of norm, I’d left the invisible trails of what needed to be left behind, it is as if I am becoming someone new.
I Am
I am not one who lives in the grey area. It’s either black or white. All or nothing.
Some thing’s gotta break. You gotta swing the bat.
