Just things

Things i miss:

• playing music in my ears while working
• playing music with HEADPHONE in my ear while in the bus
• blogging whenever i want
• cuddling real long and intimate with my hubby
• talking late into the nite with my hubby (i've got four kids, okay? time alone is sometimes hard to find)
• going places
• going places by plane
• listening to people talk in foreign tongue, in foreign places

Things that annoy me:

• voice of children crying
• being so sleepy but not able to sleep
• people NOT standing in queue
• people blowing their vehicle's horn
• being hungry
• people not listening to what i've said

Things I love:

• cuddling, hugging, kissing, caressing
• listening to music in my ear blasted by headphone (Not earphone)
• blogging
• doing nothing (heheh)

(to be continued)

What did I promise?

I wrote earlier in my post that I would write a note a day. Hokaaaay, that was December. Which has passed, like... 4 weeks ago. And there aren't so many words as to fill that 4 weeks. In this blog. Hehehe..

Well, I put my writing in my paper diary (so lame, hah?) But really, I am starting to like writing in the old ways again. On paper. I just had nasty experience with electronic writing.

See, my fried lend me his old PocketPC for me to use as I like it. Which I use as I like it: recording daily expenses, recording daily events (calendar), people contact details, writing my journal, and store some favorite music. And one day.. on the last day of my travel to Batam and Singapore, it went dead. Just dead. Well, no.. not dead rightaway.. but eventually went dead. Dead and taking everything I recorded in it. Nice.

Plugging it into its craddle wont do no good, I've charged it directly using the cable still to no use. So there goes my memories with it. Hiks.

So now I am a bit 'allergic' to those sorts of writing. Turned out you can still depend on good ol' paper and pen (or better yet, pencil). No electricity, no charging, no hang episode, no synchronization problem, no reading error. Just pack and go.

But I wonder how would I react when all my papers are gone eaten by termite, or submerged in flood or burnt in fire?

Perhaps, when the Roman wrote their important things on stone tablets they were using their heads afterall.

Ciao.

one word one day

I'll do that, in 2007, to post my thought, no matter how short or small or irrelevance or mundane or insignificant. I'll post them in my diary. I have even bought a diary with one-day entry per page (except for Saturday - Sunday which each has half the page). If this gonna compete with what I post here... well... pretty sorry for that. Even as I write this, this blog already competes with my other in the friendster. At least there I have certain 'fans'.

So that's it. My new New Year Resolution. Last year's stays and will be continued to year 2007: be happy no matter what.

See you.

the heee heee

dun know exactly what to write today, but feel a bit guilty noting that it's been a month since my last entry in this blog. well, i once said that i am addicted to blogging, right? the heee heee... could be wrong. but then again, i have another blog, in friendster, and it has seen more entries than this one. and again, who's reading this anyway?

a blog is sometimes a very selfish way of expressing self. rather ashamed to admit that finally i want my blog to be read. someone like me? hah! always swayed between opening up and keeping things to myself. have yet to decide which way to go. this blog is a good example of that: opening up but then hiding. you don't know the real me, do you? nope. some does.

again, who's reading this anyway? just a useless rambling of my own dissatisfaction with what i have today, which i should not be complaining about anyway.

oh.. grow up! please.

the heee heee... sometimes all i can do is grinning at my own foolishness. so unwise, me.

How come somene packs so many angers inside?

Yep. How come? There's nothing to be trully angry about. The life was good, has been good, and is still good. Loving family, nice place to stay though not yet owned, relatively nice job, relatively nothing wrong in the 'look' department, nothing lacking in the brain department either.

So, again, how come?

How come someone with practically nothing wrong in her life has so many angers inside her?

It really saddens me that my best friend told me that I am now the angriest person she knows. That I've become a really 'enter at your own risk' person. That I am so curt and snappy. Hhmmmm...

I thought I've shed that in the span of two and a half years that I see as my emotional evolution. Seems like everything is back to where it started: this killer lady with sharp tongue.

I dont' like that part in me anymore. Truth be told, I enjoyed being so fiery when I was younger, but not anymore. It does no one any good. I don't want to be rememberd as a dragon lady. No... So what's wrong now? What opens that box of explosive?

Could someone find the answer, coz I fail to find one.