The Pain Reduced
Never would I have imagined that this hand of mine would bring about so many problems.
The things I've taken for granted, like opening a bottle of water or a packet of candy becomes very time consuming... and things I never even noticed myself doing becomes near impossibilities - like tying hair up into a ponytail or even buttoning up a shirt or zipping up a pair of pants.
Really.
I guess I should be more careful after this.
No more falling down stairs or tripping over cats or running into walls or... lol.
This eye problem of mine is apparently attributable to my constantly - but not dangerously - high body temperature.
So long as my body temperature exceeds that of a normal human being, I will keep on getting infections.
Brilliant.
Looks like I need to wash my hands even MORE often and disinfect things MORE frequently... if this is even possible.
But this proves that I'm no normal human being. I'm an ABnormal human being, a SUPERnormal human being... maybe a not-so-human human being...
For some reason, I like the sound of that.
Being human is so overrated anyway...
I thought of going to bed with the new bag, but decided against it (not because it would appear too insane but rather because I was so afraid I might crinkle it up)
The obsession with dressing up is unexplainable, therefore I will stop trying to make sense of it. It gives the kind of rush smokers/addicts get when they get their fix.
I still need one or two more things.
I need a ribbon. But this is not all that easy. Buying it off LawraraShop would be ridiculous, making it myself is not going to be possible either because I still cannot find any similar/suitable material for it... Maybe I'll just settle with a striped necktie instead.
Plus a short sleeved (most likely white) shirt. I just realized I do not own short sleeved shirts.
I just need these few things.
And then I'll be satisfied...
For awhile.
Really.
A few nights ago I got calls from this very persistent (not to mention annoying) guy.
He clearly dialed the wrong number, and I told him that. But after I hung up, he kept on calling all night long. At first I answered, insisted that I was in no way interested in talking to him, but some people just tak faham bahasa kan? I just switched my phone off (which is so rare the case) and kept it off the whole night.
In the morning, guess what awaited me as I switched the device back on?
An sms.
From the idiot.
"Sombongnya awak nie...."
Thus the will to destroy the world is renewed.
Anyway, I've been smiling a lot lately.
I find that everything becomes so much easier for me to handle when I'm laughing and smiling.
I haven't had any chest pains lately.
No cramps in the middle of the night.
No difficulties in breathing.
No headaches.
When the world is turning its back on you,
take it from me,
just smile.
Even if you end up looking like you've lost your marbles, to be able to look at life in a much simpler perspective is always worth it.
Oh speaking of laughing, I just hate it when horror movies invite laughter by injecting humor into some scenes.
I'm talking about Apartment 1303.
I paid good money to be scared silly and be kept up at night.
No such luck.
Speaking of luck, somebody thinks I have pretty skin.
In fact, this somebody thinks I may actually have the prettiest skin in school.
Very, very, very flattered.
♥
It always feels great when somebody I like likes me back.
I feel like a little girl.
LOL.
The things I've taken for granted, like opening a bottle of water or a packet of candy becomes very time consuming... and things I never even noticed myself doing becomes near impossibilities - like tying hair up into a ponytail or even buttoning up a shirt or zipping up a pair of pants.
Really.
I guess I should be more careful after this.
No more falling down stairs or tripping over cats or running into walls or... lol.
This eye problem of mine is apparently attributable to my constantly - but not dangerously - high body temperature.
So long as my body temperature exceeds that of a normal human being, I will keep on getting infections.
Brilliant.
Looks like I need to wash my hands even MORE often and disinfect things MORE frequently... if this is even possible.
But this proves that I'm no normal human being. I'm an ABnormal human being, a SUPERnormal human being... maybe a not-so-human human being...
For some reason, I like the sound of that.
Being human is so overrated anyway...
I thought of going to bed with the new bag, but decided against it (not because it would appear too insane but rather because I was so afraid I might crinkle it up)
The obsession with dressing up is unexplainable, therefore I will stop trying to make sense of it. It gives the kind of rush smokers/addicts get when they get their fix.
I still need one or two more things.
I need a ribbon. But this is not all that easy. Buying it off LawraraShop would be ridiculous, making it myself is not going to be possible either because I still cannot find any similar/suitable material for it... Maybe I'll just settle with a striped necktie instead.
Plus a short sleeved (most likely white) shirt. I just realized I do not own short sleeved shirts.
I just need these few things.
And then I'll be satisfied...
For awhile.
Really.
A few nights ago I got calls from this very persistent (not to mention annoying) guy.
He clearly dialed the wrong number, and I told him that. But after I hung up, he kept on calling all night long. At first I answered, insisted that I was in no way interested in talking to him, but some people just tak faham bahasa kan? I just switched my phone off (which is so rare the case) and kept it off the whole night.
In the morning, guess what awaited me as I switched the device back on?
An sms.
From the idiot.
"Sombongnya awak nie...."
Thus the will to destroy the world is renewed.
Anyway, I've been smiling a lot lately.
I find that everything becomes so much easier for me to handle when I'm laughing and smiling.
I haven't had any chest pains lately.
No cramps in the middle of the night.
No difficulties in breathing.
No headaches.
When the world is turning its back on you,
take it from me,
just smile.
Even if you end up looking like you've lost your marbles, to be able to look at life in a much simpler perspective is always worth it.
Oh speaking of laughing, I just hate it when horror movies invite laughter by injecting humor into some scenes.
I'm talking about Apartment 1303.
I paid good money to be scared silly and be kept up at night.
No such luck.
Speaking of luck, somebody thinks I have pretty skin.
In fact, this somebody thinks I may actually have the prettiest skin in school.
Very, very, very flattered.
♥
It always feels great when somebody I like likes me back.
I feel like a little girl.
LOL.
