Journey

I thought this made a relatively funny picture. 

Despite the fact that the exposure of the picture is off, 

the rays of the sun, the dress floating/flapping behind me as I walk and talk, made it seem as if I am entering a marathon in the wrong running gear.

I am where I need to be at.

Albeit a little too lazy for my own liking, I will get to my destination eventually.

It's not all about the destination, but the journey to get there.

Travel too quickly, you will end up missing the gorgeous scenery that comes along with the journey. 

Travel too slowly, and it seems like you'll never reach *frustrated*

At the moment, I'm entering new terrains with new tasks to accomplish that I'm unused to.

Who knows where it will lead me to?

As long as I believe in it, as long as I keep going at it (within a definite time), 

I'm pretty sure the path less trodden is kinda more exciting and less congested.

Lots of experiments and brain storming has been swarming in my head.

Overthinking and hating to fail is a really bad combination. 

However,  a wise man in the form of daddy once said

"做多错多，不做就没错."

The more you do/try, the more mistakes you will be prone to make. 

If you choose not to budge and do anything, there wouldn't be any mistakes made at all.

Indeed. 

I am not perfect, but I am learning to embrace each day's task with more enthusiasm and to think and fret less. 

I am thankful for many goodness that I am surrounded with, but for this instance, I am thankful for the constant support that CL has given to me all these while, and DL for telling me that he will support me in my decisions.

At the moment, they are like my right and left, and my companions in my choice of journey.

Together, these two people have the magical ability to push me to places I'd usually say no to.

Therefore I'd say things are shaping up fine, and I am looking forward to being a noob mermaid in October, and til then -  lots of work waiting for me to accomplish!

I am my biggest enemy to my own marathon (in heels and a pretty dress). I will complete the task I have set out for myself without being Miss Inertia-Lazy-Bones Lee.

:)

First quarter of the year has passed just like that.

Life is good the way it is, but I would not say no to BETTER!
:)
With a couple of birthday celebrations in tow at the start of the year, and my impromptu trip to Bangkok with the bestie, the first quarter was definitely fun and fruitful.
I started coughing a few days after my birthday / before my trip to Bangkok, and the cough never seem to have gotten better.

Fast forward a little, and I fell really ill last week.
it was like Wham!
I was down with fever. It was an unusual, crippling sort of fever that I am unaccustomed to.
I'm usually the sort of girl who'll still be running around town even if i'm sick or feverish.

Well, like I said, it is really different this time round.
My system crashed.
It was 4 days worth of fever, drugs and sleep.
I have always thought that I was good at sleeping for long stretches, yet falling so ill, totally reinvented the term "sleeping for long stretches".

I could not do anything, aside from sleeping, I was too sick to function.
I barely ate. Surviving mostly on liquid.
I guess it was lucky that DL was around because I wasn't functioning at all.

He lugged me to the doctor (because *sheesh* doctors are for the weak)
Spoke to the doctor on my behalf ( I was barely functional seated on the chair inhaling and exhaling for the doctor to probe and diagnose )
Bought lunch and stuffed it into my system,
lugged me home, and forced me to eat my medication, and seriously the cycle repeats pretty much.
It was wake up, eat meds, food, throw up, and lots of sleep x 4 days
Basically le bf was my personal nurse for 4 whole days.

My fever was so bad that mommy and DLwas beginning to suspect that I'm suffering from a case of Dengue.

I was so close to going back to the doctors to get blood test, and a jab for fever, despite my fear for needles.
Luckily things took a turn for the better.
I guess it was just the cough blowing out of proportion.
So drama.

After 4 days of lousy appetite and I realised that my shorts are noticeably looser than they need to be.
The minute I became better, le boyfriend brought me out to eat a buffet.
I was eating and eating and always hungry. It is as if I am making up for lost time.
It's been barely a week, and I've whacked up 2 buffets to date.

I reckon that the weight has been piled back since, at the rate I am eating.


May I not be THIS sick ever again!
Thank you very much.

That yellow pill in the picture is the grossest invention ever!
It's apparently an antibiotics meant particularly for respiratory infections.
It made me sicker than I need to be, left a bad taste at the back of my tongue, caused nausea, and in general caused food aversion.

Well I am So happy to be done with medication and fever!
Just minimal coughing and phlegm.
Life is good, but I won't say no to BETTER!