Sick!

So I've decided that I'm malnutritioned and sick.  My attempt to fix this with a can of chicken soup last night did not help.  Argh.

What...

Omg.  What happened...  Everything went wrong everywhere.  ...I mean, horribly wrong...

My Loves (Part 3)

Friday

Meet Friday!

Friday is cheerful and strong, with a presence that always brightens the room.  He likes to hang upside down, and loves upside-down kisses on the cheek!  There is a simplicity to Friday that I love and admire very much.  Every Friday night, he gets big hug, big kiss, and a special spot on my pillow.

His real name is Husky, named after Old Navy's "large" boys' clothing size.  He's nicknamed Friday, because he came along after a bunny named Thursday!

I get so lonley

Blah on a perfect sunny day

I feel so tired... and dull, kinda lonely, and disorganized, and wasting my precious summer.  I will never have another summer at 27 years old.  I need to do something... starting with a shower, then a nap, and then maybe some cleaning.  

Man, I wanna take a walk but there's nobody to walk with.  Argh.

I also want to take a vacation... very very badly... to somewhere far far away.

Adjusted home life

My mom is gone on vacation this week.  My dad folded my laundry, made my bed...  Wow...

They both stopped asking me to eat dinner now so my dad has not made me any food.  But I have tried to take care of him a little bit.  I bought some bakery buns home.  Tonight I made 2 apple strudels, for his breakfast, snack, and whatever.  He loved it and ate half a strudel fresh out of the oven, at 11pm!  I ate a small slice as dinner.

I left the second strudel on the counter, with a note written in Chinese, telling my grandma and grandpa to take half.  I think they will like it too, it's not too sweet.

Today is Thursday, so I will cuddle Thursday to bed tonight.  He's so soft and delicate...  but still I've decided that he's sporty, because he has brown feet that look like runners.  We will go to bed now, and let something nerdy on Discovery Channel play...

Quisiera Llorar!

If yesterday I wanted a space under my bed, today I want the bottom of a well.  Quisiera Llorar!

my poor grandma

My poor grandma... I love being able to help her.  But I also know she would rather not need the help at all.

Dun Get It

Tough night, tough day.  Reviewing my report makes my supervisor "puke blood"...  "Come on you're a big girl now, you're supposed to be project planner next year."  My 3am clock out spread around the office and someone kindly advised me that it is unsafe, and that is an issue.  That's the least of my offences.

I do try in life.  I'm just not smart enough to GET IT, so I never get it right.  I want to get it right.  But right now, I wish there was a space under my bed to hide in.

more overtime

i left work at 3am today.  i worked 17 hours.  i don't know about anything anymore.  i don't even know if i'm tired.  WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!  *drop dead*

overtime

I worked 26.5 hrs over the past two days.  Tonight I left work after 1am.  I've been asked to show up early tomorrow.  Even after all of this, I know I will not be able to make the deadline.  

My entire being is aching for Maldives... 

My Loves (Part 2)

Oxford

Oxford and I were fated to meet.  In a tiny dodgy Tesco in England, it was love at first sight.  We have travelled the world together, from London and other great European cities, to Yellowstone, and now to Montreal.  He's a happy, brave stowaway who is always ready for adventure!