The Feet Eradicated

Newest item in my toy wishlist is a doodle tablet from Fisher Price. (go ahead, say what you want...)

I really like this one, but I doubt we'll ever see it here... *sigh*


This is pretty cheap, it's not as cute, but just so so convenient, and I've seen it at Toy's R Us, so I'll probably be getting it the next time I go there.




I'm still not done with assignments.

Funny.
I've never bothered about assignments before. Ever.

The number of assignments I voluntarily did in the entire of last year: 1

The number of assignments I've voluntarily done this year: more than 1.




I'm not feeling so good.
My chest aches.




And my heart aches.



And my knees feel like they are going to buckle from underneath me.




I desperately need a hug right now.
As of late, the only hugs I've been getting are from people who live on the other side of the planet.

Now I'm left with one question:

Why in the world did I arrange my life so that I'm left with nobody to hold in the real world...?




I sent Mimi to the animal hospital yesterday afternoon and I've been miserable since.
Her doctor called me today and delivered some bad news.

It's not unusual for a cat as old as Mimi (and Ash) to be experiencing problems relating to their health and overall wellbeing... but it's just too much, too soon... and too often.

My head has gone in a million different directions since the call.

I wasn't even really listening in IP class.




Made myself bento today.

I think it was among the most pathetic looking and malas bento I have ever made... but considering how I feel, any food is better than none.





This package came today and it was the only thing that managed to comfort me.

It's not as much what was inside the box, (but don't get me wrong, I absolutely love lip gloss and absolutely love love love this lip gloss) it's the thought that somebody who's 8 hours away still finds time to think of me...

Terima kasih Kau ♥





T_________T


I know I shouldn't let things affect me so easily, but I can't help it. I'm like an insect, with a hard exoskeleton on the outside... but all squishy on the inside.

The smile on my face is probably etched into the shell itself. Even so, I'm finding it extremely difficult to muster up a smile. Funny. I thought it takes less muscles to smile than it does to frown?

How come smiling feels so tiring?




The truth is, everything affects me.
What the neighbours do to my dogs affect me.
What is on the front page of the paper affects me.
A smile from a special somebody affects me.

Even the bloody weather affects me.

I guess if I was made of metal, I'd be rusting from the rain.

Maybe I need something to protect myself from the environment. Maybe I need to coat myself with Nippon paint.

Right now I shall do what I do best - crawl onto the bed, pull the covers over my head and cry myself to sleep.




I hope tomorrow will be a tomorrow...


...and not a replica of today.