Question everything.
Yes, I don't have much to write, but I am in a relatively good mood now, so I want to put it down. I think I have put in enough complainy blogs and I need to perk it up once in a while.
Does it mean I have nothing on my mind? Of course not.
But I'm just feeling more fluffy. hah..
=D
Hm.... maybe I have mood swings! hee hee... =p
Bum too big for injection. The article talks about needles on the butt not being effective for obese women. Its actually gross and difficult for me to read about how they might need to increase the length of the needles.
But seriously, global warming and fattiness! I think we will be going through another evolution period soon.
The grass on the ground and the shrubs are covered with frost.
You use your warmest blanket and you still wake up cold.
You run the hot water for over 10 mins and it still feels just warm.
The weather reports of snow showers in Nov, when it really only snows 2-3 times a year at the place.
Maybe I brought back the snow from T.
I am soooo stuffed.. I don't think I can do much right now.
Its actually a pretty horrible feeling. heh
Anyways, I bet I am going to gain weight by the time I leave.
Its soooo cold here in T. with snow and all. Brrr...
The windchill was crazy. I was cold just running from the car in the parking lot to a building. heh.. reminds me of why I don't like snowy winter and why I wanted to move to a warmer place.
I saw little V today. Soo cute and so active now. I must go back and play with her some more. Cutie little pie.. (don't ask me why people say pie, i just picked up the phrase).
:)
Its good to have all your fav food prepared for you, without you even asking for it and without having to do anything for it.
Am I spoiled? A little and loving every minute of it.
Here is a story I read. I don't know how true or real it is, but it touched me, so I will put it up.
Its not my story.
On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself:"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go..." Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down,go to sleep and only wake up after it..."Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really play with such expensive toys.
While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest.He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad.I wondered who this doll was for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: 'Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'
The old lady replied: 'You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I started to walk towards him and I asked him who he wanted to give this doll to. 'It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus cannot bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there.'His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said:'I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I came back from the supermarket.
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me: 'I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me. I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy.'What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?'
'Ok' he said. 'I hope that I have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it.There was enough for the doll, and even some left over. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money'Then he looked at me and added: 'I asked yesterday before I went to sleep for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me. I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose. You know, my mummy loves white roses '
A few minutes later, the old lady came back again and I left with my trolley.I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.
Things are not going exactly as planned, but then things usually don't go as planned.
But I am starting to accept more and look at alternatives. Maybe this is an opportunity for me to do something pretty different.
listening to sammi now.... forgot how much I like her.
she's good.
one of my friend said I need a more positive outlook on life. And I agree. I'll try looking at things in a better angle. if you find me not doing so good, give me a nudge. i'll appreciate it.
so, I've been planning vacation/travel.
I was thinking about
1. Barcelona (was planning on thx-giving, but thats not happening)
2. Kolkata (who's interested? lets go!!)
The tickets are pretty expensive. Maybe I should consider going to a travel agent and see if they can dig up something better for me. I already know a friend visiting. I am just trying to collect more people to go now. It should be fun! ^___^
I am... I am.. getting there.
I think I have to toss out one of my jeans.
Well, it still fits, but its like breaking.
I mean the jeans looks good and perfectly fine everywhere, except..
1. foot on my jeans (why? b/c i am too short, so I drag my jeans around)
2. near my butt (why? b/c i am getting fat and stretching out my jeans)
Haha.. this is my second pair of jeans I gotta toss out because its breaking apart near my hip area. hehe..
Well, at least its not my fav pair yet. :)
Its my second fav pair. *sigh*..
On the bright side, new jeans!!!
I *never* forget to eat.
But today, I forgot I didn't have lunch and it was almost 3 pm before I remembered and it was not even hunger pangs that reminded me. But I was looking for some papers and stumbled across my leftovers.
It shows how swamped I have been or just how I had other things on my mind.
I'm surprised I didn't get cranky. Yes, I get hunger cranks!
I need a vacation.