The Fear Displaced
I woke up this morning to the horrible feeling of the worst chest pain I've felt in a long time. I could barely move my arm. God knows how I managed to peel the covers off me and put clothes on. Wow.
Anyway, updates:
Friday
Had minor eye surgery.
Who would've thought a minor eye sore would turn into a major pain in the you-know-where.
Yes, I'm holding back tears in this picture.
SAKIT LA WOI!!!
Saturday and Sunday
Slept the weekend away.
Ah, peaceful bliss.
Today
Went back to the eye clinic, but this time it was to accompany my dad.
Now you just know you're an adult when you start taking a parent (or at times, both parents) to see the doctor. Last month I took my dad to Bode's ENT clinic in UH.
Today to the eye clinic to get his eyes checked. He has a very severe cataract problem that needs rectifying.
And the surgery will be on the 21st (yes, of this month). This (adult) person will need to be present then; for moral support and etc. Good thing I have no classes on Wednesdays.
Picked up the book I've been (illegally) mass producing.
It's HLA Hart's Concept of Law (compulsory reading for students of Jurisprudence) but bound in black with gold letterings printed on. Hebat tak?
The original:
As people know, I'm a compulsive list maker. For the next few days I will include in all entries at least one list.
Today's list:
I need:
1. to do my assignments (akh!!!)
2. Pilot G2 0.5 blue black ink refills
3. to have mugshots taken (for my Visa)
4. new sneakers, but I'm a bit reluctant to retire my current pair :(
5. to sift through and reply to emails
6. sleep
7. to learn to say no to some people
8. Propranolol 40mg
9. to go to the post office and buy stamps
10. more sleep
11. a ride on a roller coaster
12. to smile less (I'm attracting too much unwanted attention)
13. to read school books (akh!!!!!!)
14. money. yeah, who doesn't?
15. to see you, you, you, you, you and you.
16. to work on my flashcards
17. hazelnut pralines
18. socks. I always need socks
19. and batteries. I always need batteries
20. a kiss
Sometimes I feel like there are in my life, elements of fairytale-ness. See, sometimes when I'm unhappy and the world feels a little bit colder than it usually does... fireflies come to cheer me up.
One of the great things about living in 9th M is that we have a lot of trees, hence a lot of insects. (I can imagine people squirming in their seats thinking "Ew, what's so great about that??!!" LOL)
These fireflies don't appear unless someone needs them to appear.
Unless someone is in need of light.
In need of clarity.
I remember so many nights of crying in bed (yes, I'm a crybaby), in greatest despair over greatest things (well sometimes silly things as well) when these little magical creatures would fly in through my window and start dancing above me.
It's amazing how little specks of light could help someone pull through in a bad patch in life.
I think one cannot learn to appreciate the beauty of light, unless one has spent time sitting in the dark.
I don't really know how these fireflies really work, and what the secret of their magic is. But I do know that every single time I'm down and I feel like I'll never be able to get back up, their dancing always save me.
Maybe they sprinkle magic happy dust (or psychedelic/hallucinogenic drugs) on me when they dance.
Maybe it's the thought that they came to see me.
Maybe it's just the child in me reacting to flying sparkly things.
Whatever it is they do, fireflies don't just help me see what's around me when I'm in the dark...
...they also fill up my happy bar.
Today I saw fireflies.
Anyway, updates:
Friday
Had minor eye surgery.
Who would've thought a minor eye sore would turn into a major pain in the you-know-where.
Yes, I'm holding back tears in this picture.
SAKIT LA WOI!!!
Saturday and Sunday
Slept the weekend away.
Ah, peaceful bliss.
Today
Went back to the eye clinic, but this time it was to accompany my dad.
Now you just know you're an adult when you start taking a parent (or at times, both parents) to see the doctor. Last month I took my dad to Bode's ENT clinic in UH.
Today to the eye clinic to get his eyes checked. He has a very severe cataract problem that needs rectifying.
And the surgery will be on the 21st (yes, of this month). This (adult) person will need to be present then; for moral support and etc. Good thing I have no classes on Wednesdays.
Picked up the book I've been (illegally) mass producing.
It's HLA Hart's Concept of Law (compulsory reading for students of Jurisprudence) but bound in black with gold letterings printed on. Hebat tak?
The original:
As people know, I'm a compulsive list maker. For the next few days I will include in all entries at least one list.
Today's list:
I need:
1. to do my assignments (akh!!!)
2. Pilot G2 0.5 blue black ink refills
3. to have mugshots taken (for my Visa)
4. new sneakers, but I'm a bit reluctant to retire my current pair :(
5. to sift through and reply to emails
6. sleep
7. to learn to say no to some people
8. Propranolol 40mg
9. to go to the post office and buy stamps
10. more sleep
11. a ride on a roller coaster
12. to smile less (I'm attracting too much unwanted attention)
13. to read school books (akh!!!!!!)
14. money. yeah, who doesn't?
15. to see you, you, you, you, you and you.
16. to work on my flashcards
17. hazelnut pralines
18. socks. I always need socks
19. and batteries. I always need batteries
20. a kiss
Sometimes I feel like there are in my life, elements of fairytale-ness. See, sometimes when I'm unhappy and the world feels a little bit colder than it usually does... fireflies come to cheer me up.
One of the great things about living in 9th M is that we have a lot of trees, hence a lot of insects. (I can imagine people squirming in their seats thinking "Ew, what's so great about that??!!" LOL)
These fireflies don't appear unless someone needs them to appear.
Unless someone is in need of light.
In need of clarity.
I remember so many nights of crying in bed (yes, I'm a crybaby), in greatest despair over greatest things (well sometimes silly things as well) when these little magical creatures would fly in through my window and start dancing above me.
It's amazing how little specks of light could help someone pull through in a bad patch in life.
I think one cannot learn to appreciate the beauty of light, unless one has spent time sitting in the dark.
I don't really know how these fireflies really work, and what the secret of their magic is. But I do know that every single time I'm down and I feel like I'll never be able to get back up, their dancing always save me.
Maybe they sprinkle magic happy dust (or psychedelic/hallucinogenic drugs) on me when they dance.
Maybe it's the thought that they came to see me.
Maybe it's just the child in me reacting to flying sparkly things.
Whatever it is they do, fireflies don't just help me see what's around me when I'm in the dark...
...they also fill up my happy bar.
Today I saw fireflies.
