Sorry

Some day I will send you a letter to say 'I am sorry.' Not because I feel that I was wrong. But because I can't stand this taciturnity any more. Until then, I guess we would just have to endure this deafening silence.

Another day, another death.

Prologue: You know you are getting old when the only times you get to catch up with your friends are at weddings and funerals.

The dad of another friend of mine passed away last Saturday. Even though we drifted apart after leaving school, we were close then. Doing projects, leaving classes early, shopping and 'cheonging' together, granted that the last 3 probably weren't very scholarly actions. I attended the wake on Monday and somehow I felt really sad (like at the previous wake). Not that you are not supposed to be sad at funerals but it is not as if I knew her dad personally. What I did know is that she is extremely close to her family (just as my other friend is), especially to her dad.

I, on the other hand, am not close to my family members. Most of the time, they wouldn't know where, what or how the hell I am. I came to the conclusion that the sadness I felt is mainly for myself cos I will never experience the same kind of pain that my friends were/are feeling.

Ah!

It took them so long to realised what I already knew long ago? I guess there's no telling who's the smarter one eh? :)

http://malaysia.news.yahoo.com/ap/20091111/twl-eu-vatican-aliens-c8e2916.html

Poignance

This is dedicated to a good friend of mine whose dad passed away last week.

Remember to tell the person you love 'I am sorry' for every fight you had.
Remember to tell the person you love 'I love you' for every day that passed.

Remember to tell the person you love before it's too late.

Wat the ??!?!?!

I opened my lingerie drawer and I saw something black zipped past into the corner of the drawer. At first I thought it was my eyes playing tricks on me cos it was kinda dim in the room. But I had the sneaking suspicion to be safe than sorry, so I did a little poking around in the drawer just to make sure it was not what I thought it was. Well, what can I say? Buy 4D also not so lucky! KNS!

It was really a ROACH!

So the story goes, I am standing there naked (I just showered what! What do u expect?) thinking what I should do next. I had to get rid of it, I can't just let the stupid thing run amok around my bras and undies! I quickly grabbed an underwear and some clothes, got dressed and took out the whole drawer to the kitchen. It was one of the more traumatising 2 minutes of my life. All the while I was hoping the damn thing doesn't crawl up my hands! I would have probably dropped the whole drawer on my toes if it really had done that. Bleh!

Anyways, the good news is I killed it. Bad news is I have to wash all my lingerie again. Which means that in the meantime, I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!

I am also thinking of washing all the clothes in the chest of drawers cos I am feeling so uncomfortable and itchy even as I am typing this post. But IF I do that, it will seriously mean that I will have ABSOLUTELY nothing to wear!

Someone please tell me what to do?!

Clouds

I love looking at clouds, who doesn't? Took these photos some time ago when the skies were blue and cloudy. It just all looks like puffy, fluffy, cottony balls, right? Make a guess which is my favourite photo. :)

I lurk, around.

Oh yeah, I am lurking around online. It's just that I am too lazy to blog and there is nothing worthy to blog of. So explains the emptiness for the past month or so.

Someone please tell me what to blog about! *pui*

AH! I have pics to post but they are in my desktop not my lappie (which I am using now). *pui pui*


Health updates:

Remember my intensely excruciating backache? It's gone! More or less. I finally couldn't take it anymore so I went to this highly recommended sinseh (Chinese physician) in Chinatown. Turns out my spine from head to tail is extremely crooked, hence pressing on all the wrong acupuncture points causing me to have all sorts of problems besides the backache. I shan't go into them least you think I am some dying, old woman. Ha.

'You must have had some kind of fall or hurt youself badly on your back. It's atrocious! I'll never seen someone whose spine is so badly crooked!' He proclaimed loudly after examining me.

'No leh, never. Not that I can remember.' I insisted.

Of cos, after going home, I did remember. I fell down the stairs while I was mopping them when I was in my early 20s. Come on, give me a break, that's almost 10 years ago, of cos I can't recall the incident off hand. Anyway, back to the accident, I slipped and fell down the flight of stairs hurting my lower back very, very badly. Tears streamed down involuntarily and I couldn't move for a good 10 minutes. And conincidentally, no one was at home so no one came to my help. The good news is, after that, besides the big bruise, I didn't feel any discomfort (the backache only occurred these past 2 years), which explains why I didn't remember the fall in the first place.

'Cannot be one! Sure have! Ask your mother.' And that was the end of that discussion.

The miraculous part is I only went for 2 treatments so far and almost all of the pain is gone! I can move and stretch and twist with minimal or no pain. The best part is there was no smelly herbs or hot cups or needles involved! I am terribly scared of needles. All the sinseh did was just to move his hands over my spine, stopping at certain points to apply pressure. I think he used magic!