Was twittering recently when I noticed an old old flame had added me. Went to check out how things were with him. At first it seemed like he was a changed dude (I mean its at least been a decade right..) but then I realised that things were still the same old. It made me think that sometimes you dun end up with a person for a reason. Maybe you couldn't articulate it at that point in time but if it doesn't feel right, don't do it. The song says "Listen to your heart" but I think it should more aptly be "Listen to your gut". I mean sure, there's that small matter that I'm a pig so the gut overrules all other body parts anyway. But food matters aside, time and time again, my gut has proven to be an accurate first analyst of situations. I'm not saying to let your gut do all the thinking, just that if your gut don't feel right, you should pay heed.
Of course, it could also have been caused by the salah nasi lemak you had for lunch.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Prayer for the sick
So, today was supposed to be a happy day, like I mean I bought a sty (and am now in a shitload of debt), boss says he doesn’t think we’re gonna get fired anytime soon (not sure what his definition of soon is), my piano came in this afternoon and actually fits through the lift, front door and doesn’t take up the whole living room (just half).
But then I also found out that this really good family fren just suffered a stroke and is in critical condition…I’m upset cos this dude is really really nice and is always there to pick my parents up from the airport when I’m not around and even picks me up from the airport when my dad is too busy or forgets to come get me (yes, feel the family love yet?). He and his wife buy me pineapple tarts from Malacca and bake me bread n' butter pudding everytime I’m home and now :(
Get well soon. You are much loved.
But then I also found out that this really good family fren just suffered a stroke and is in critical condition…I’m upset cos this dude is really really nice and is always there to pick my parents up from the airport when I’m not around and even picks me up from the airport when my dad is too busy or forgets to come get me (yes, feel the family love yet?). He and his wife buy me pineapple tarts from Malacca and bake me bread n' butter pudding everytime I’m home and now :(
Get well soon. You are much loved.
New diggs!
Ok, so I'm looking at the list of draft posts and I realise I'm a really terrible blogger. Somehow I dun have the diligence nor the eloquence (I dun think snorting counts..?) to give meaningful updates on my life. But perhaps that was also because I was stuck in a rut for a long time and there was nothing to update. I admit, I allowed myself to be put in a rut, but not anymore! (* Maybe one day I'll talk/blog about that whole episode but for now I'm just relieved its over. There's a time and place for everything :))
So fast forward to 7 weeks after crawling out of my rut, shitloads has happened but once again I'm too lazy to jot everything down here when the bed is a-calling. So just a quick announcement here - the Wayward Pig has got her own diggs! Of course, the bank account is a lot poorer and I could be in negative equity this time next year...but for now, I'm feeling like an A-D-U-L-T and damned if I'm not excited/shitting in my pants!
So fast forward to 7 weeks after crawling out of my rut, shitloads has happened but once again I'm too lazy to jot everything down here when the bed is a-calling. So just a quick announcement here - the Wayward Pig has got her own diggs! Of course, the bank account is a lot poorer and I could be in negative equity this time next year...but for now, I'm feeling like an A-D-U-L-T and damned if I'm not excited/shitting in my pants!
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