“Rain, I don’t mind!”

  
I know by the time the rainy season rolls out completely, the traffic will unleash hell and its hound dogs, but really, how awesome was the weather today?

It’s just exactly what The Big J needs, after all the heat and dust flying around. Perfect way to kick start the weekend.

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“Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in”

 
 After a whole week full of clusterfuck, topped off with having to climb a 7-storey staircase wearing heels, anyone would think I would at least get some sleeping in.

But hey, here I am, 5.15 in the morning on a Saturday, just having received a reminder for my gym session at 7 am..

I guess it’s one of those Energizer-Bunny moments, whether I like it or not.

“Don’t let ’em make your heart grow old”

  And so, for the first time in my working years, I found myself crying on the job. Which makes a poor excuse, but it’s the only explanation as to why I did not post yesterday.
Sucks, but I guess these things happen. I guess now I need to raise my failure threshold too, when it comes to these kind of things. Well, we really do learn some new things every day after all..

“Could it be magic?”

Challenges. They drive me nuts. Especially the ones that push me right waaaay outside of my comfort zone, to the point of it being a fight-or-flight situation. If it was still 2012, then surely it would have been a flight sitch for me, no questions asked. I was always the flight in a fight or flight.

Funny, how things have changed. Let’s see whether I’ve gone delusional or I’ve actually leveled up. Allez, Wina!

“There’s a storm, a-comin’..”

Have you ever missed something so bad you just end up doing whatever it is that may seem stupid or whatever, all for the sake of having whatever it is around?
I know I have. All because of the long period of no rain. From the simplest stuff as not knowing what to wear to suddenly losing the ability to sleep, all because of one thing: the need for the rain to cool off everyone.
Oh aye. I am definitely enjoying this very second right now, being able to be tucked in bed, drifting away to the pitterpatter sound of the rain outside.

Joy πŸ™‚

“i say, ‘not much’, and it’s mostly true..”

Well, well. Here we are, November.

What was set out to be a NaNoWriMo mission has to already take a detour right on the very first day: there is no way in hell I can write a novel, especially in one month. I even run out of word too easily replying to my work e-mails.

But you know what?

I miss the thrill of blogging.

Just the feeling of being able to write down everything, letting go of whatever is in my mind. I know sometimes some habits just die down, but I don’t want this one to be it. Not blogging. In fact, I know this thing should now play a bigger part in my life, especially since now I don’t have anyone to share mundane and random stuff with at home.

So.. Yep. Let’s try blogging every day, all through the month.

Not a novel, but at least I can jot down some piece of my mind. Every single day. Let’s see if I will be able to make it through the month, especially now that I have my iPad, I can’t blame it on technicalities anymore. Heh.

“But what are you going to write about?”, you ask? Well.. I guess we’ll see about that, won’t we?

“I’ve seen in your eyes, I’ve read it in books”

  
Just somehow, I keep finding the sister’s books pop up in the randomest corners of our house. Weird, since we have boxed all her stuff nice and neat, yet I keep stumbling over these books from time to time.

Today, which marked exactly 6th year since I last saw her, I found this Stephen Hawking book after a sudden urge to scour through an untouched drawer full of forgotten stuff.

If anything, I think this occurrence is what lead me to my reading habit as it is now. Those who know me some 10 years ago must have known that I didn’t even enjoy reading, to the point of finding it annoying (Well, in my poor defense, school is to blame for that stance!). And what’s more, is that I used to complain that the sister’s books kept taking up all the space in our bedroom.

So what changed? Well, the fact that I kept finding books after books that belonged to her after she’s gone did. And also the fact that the last birthday gift she had given me was also a book. It just feels like this is the least I could do to make it up to her. A silent apology, if you can call it that.

Yet another one of random gifts I’ve gotten from her, even after she’s gone. I guess you still know me best, Sis. Thanks for this one πŸ™‚