There's so much to tell from a few drops of blood for a pathologist. I feel so naked, bare-all and transparent to a pathologist. I imagine him (okay, I imagined the pathologist is a hunk) studying the micro cells in my body...and in blink of eye then able to produce a report revealing if I have been good to my body or not -- in this gawd damn 29 years. He can tell me what sort of damage I have done to my organs because I ignored the facts of nourishment it always needed. He can also guessed correctly if I have been a naughty girl intoxicating myself unnecessarily over the years. He knows my body injuries by analyzing the weak bone structures and over-stressed muscles from prolonged lack of exercises. I am so very extremely see-through now.
This make me feel like waiting for my year end exam report card in school. The teacher with weird looking spectacle frame looked me into my brown eyes and said "Foong Yen, you have not been revising, didn't you...". Geez..chill right down to spine!
Apart from the academic test, career KPI, achievement scores....I just forgot that there's the health report card too. Health and Money. Which is important? Money. Because without money, how do you ensure that you sleep right, eat right and live right? Ever seen a homeless with pinky cheek and tip-top health? But...you've got all the money you can make within shortest notice, and tomorrow you are almost dead. What's the point then?
Everyone got only 24 hours with them. It's how you segregate your time, attention and thoughtfulness that makes you a real person. A real, living person.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Dino-ism!
Love makes you look forward to everyday, every moment.
It was an amazing week. About 9 days to be precise. I looked forward to everyday. Eventhough I had pulled through boring hours at work, but at least I know there will be someone waiting for me at that zebra crossing.
That night at LCCT feels just like last night. Then, all the rush and tardiness of travelling south were filled with lots of joy and laughter...amidst some moronic Taiwanese whom were bunking in. Then...by the time we are back to Central, gosh...we were so sick that it cost us 2 days of hangover. But it was still worthwhile. Like I told you, I don't feel tired at all even when I was at work on Thursday and Friday. Because I had you. Just you, and I don't need anything more special occasion. Maybe the travelling really drowned us a lot, and so fast it's Saturday...and today. And tonight, you are leaving again.
Of course I will miss you. I was staring blankly at the walls of my bedroom...thinking. Damn, coming days..weeks...months must be so boring! I must find some agenda to feel like real again! If not, gawd knows I lived life like a plastic. But but but...I don't think I am foolish enough to ask you to stay. Eventhough I know it will be good to have you near me...but reality is the ultimatum reason.
At some time in life, you will know that eventhough you love a person, you don't need to keep him in your life all the time.
It was an amazing week. About 9 days to be precise. I looked forward to everyday. Eventhough I had pulled through boring hours at work, but at least I know there will be someone waiting for me at that zebra crossing.
That night at LCCT feels just like last night. Then, all the rush and tardiness of travelling south were filled with lots of joy and laughter...amidst some moronic Taiwanese whom were bunking in. Then...by the time we are back to Central, gosh...we were so sick that it cost us 2 days of hangover. But it was still worthwhile. Like I told you, I don't feel tired at all even when I was at work on Thursday and Friday. Because I had you. Just you, and I don't need anything more special occasion. Maybe the travelling really drowned us a lot, and so fast it's Saturday...and today. And tonight, you are leaving again.
Of course I will miss you. I was staring blankly at the walls of my bedroom...thinking. Damn, coming days..weeks...months must be so boring! I must find some agenda to feel like real again! If not, gawd knows I lived life like a plastic. But but but...I don't think I am foolish enough to ask you to stay. Eventhough I know it will be good to have you near me...but reality is the ultimatum reason.
At some time in life, you will know that eventhough you love a person, you don't need to keep him in your life all the time.
it's mutual hatred, naturally
It's been so many years..almost a decade by now. I still think all of you are stinky hypocrites, you still think I'm acting distance. Like i always remind myself, why should I go that extra mile to please someone not worth the patience. I could still remember what happened at this home when all of you plotted the same to hurt me. That wound will never heal. It aggravates me the same when i hear or meet anyone named Grace. Just the same way it reminds me of how i should hate all of you.
I cannot tell you why i didnt give up even until now. Maybe just a barbaric side of me proving to all of you that I'd stay to continue haunt you, and make you think again how to hurt me again with another hideous plan you have. Another Mary, Jane or Sally, maybe? Why not you try, cos that is another way of proving it is right and ok that I feel disgusted.
Now, do or say..it sounds more appropriate if it is called complain. Yes, go ahead and discuss among yourself how bad a girl I am, how u don't like me comparing to that girl. How difficult it is to have me around. Bla bla bla.
Thank you. I am immune because all of you gave me such good lesson learned. It's either you continue to hate me or let's bring on the game. I am no longer as fragile as i used to be. Wish all of you peaceof mind, and shall happiness prevails
I cannot tell you why i didnt give up even until now. Maybe just a barbaric side of me proving to all of you that I'd stay to continue haunt you, and make you think again how to hurt me again with another hideous plan you have. Another Mary, Jane or Sally, maybe? Why not you try, cos that is another way of proving it is right and ok that I feel disgusted.
Now, do or say..it sounds more appropriate if it is called complain. Yes, go ahead and discuss among yourself how bad a girl I am, how u don't like me comparing to that girl. How difficult it is to have me around. Bla bla bla.
Thank you. I am immune because all of you gave me such good lesson learned. It's either you continue to hate me or let's bring on the game. I am no longer as fragile as i used to be. Wish all of you peaceof mind, and shall happiness prevails
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