unhappy camper...

I have always learned to love what I do.
From outdoor sports, to reading and studying, to work.
But today, I feel at a loss. I hate being forced to do something just because the authoritarian wants to make you suffer.
I hate having to peel myself away from my home and family early in the morning, not because my duty calls for it, but the boss wants us to. Not for rounds, God forbid he should be there that time of the morning, but for the sake of it.
If I were in any other occupation, or even department, I would have been able to go home earlier. The fact that i clock in early, and work through lunch, should mean I do more hours than I should. But no… We can't be harsh to Housemen, but we can stomp on our medical officers.
I feel that injustice has been done today. Especially to the people who are competent and passionate about their job.
This has just drained every ooze of passion from me.
:(

pretty princess.

i know it sounds absolutely anencephalic, but i really like my "Princess Days".

Manicure, pedicures, hair setting, make overs, buying cosmetics, retail therapy… the list goes on. there are different things to do for different things, but most importantly, the happy feeling lasts days.

Feeling pretty isn't a bad thing. it just makes you love yourself a way bit more. :)

i guess this is a start of series of entries which i have been meaning to start. and i shall, indeed, i shall. but for tonight, i know this has been short, and yet this is the conclusion.

my next step is to wipe away my face masque and put on my girly stuff and off to bed.

nitey nite!

Brains for Breakfast...

I've been battling this silent war against most folks of my parents' generation after buying Vanora a Samsung Galaxy Tab 7.0 plus for Christmas. I thought it was an excellent learning tool, seeing as we learn so much through the WORLD WIDE WEB… and apps of course.

So, to create awareness I have been doing constant updating and installing of new apps that are educational and fun. After all, that was my sole purpose, not as a babysitting gadget which would only serve as a reminder to my kid that Mommy doesn't like spending time with her.

Every Saturday, if I am not slaving away somewhere in the hospital or other chosen areas of torture, we're gonna have some fun games time.

Games like Slice it! (a game of fractions), Maths Gym and so on.

After that, there was improvement not only in the speed she picks concepts up, but also in the speed of her finishing her work.

Good feelings. At least it seems I'm heading in the right direction after all.

xin nian kuai le...

I'm a big, no COLOSSAL fan of tradition. i love, love, love decorating the Christmas tree, sending flowers on Mother's Day, writing long postal letters and the sort.

Mom felt tired this year, and wanted to go off on holiday this New Year's eve instead of our reunion dinner. I just couldn't stand for that. I told her i would cook if she didn't, just please let us have it.

Now i know i have been doing an awful lot of cooking recently. and i want to keep it that way. one knows when it is time to start growing into the responsibilities. so i won! :) Gonna have dinner tomorrow.

Went shopping today and came back near sunset, was so tired i felt my eyes couldn't stay open for any longer.

But it was a pleasant family dinner after that.

Am glad.

Will write more fictional posts later. but i just thought it was a great day to blog. :)

and i should add this beautiful song someone sent me:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mNbAEdeU7i0

new year... new try.

Breaking and making friends come to easily now. Whether my heart can take it. Sigh...

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too used to being loved

i guess finally i have met my match. someone who has gotten me yet who doesn't really adore me. that sucks. all this while men have fallen for me, without even giving them the time of day, and are ready to serve me hand and foot. i guess i am a wee bit too used to that.
now the guy goes off clubbing without even telling me bout it. he doesnt call or initiate sms. i want to dump him but we aren't even together yet.
should have known it. wrong choice and definitely too young. prob only wants to get into my pants. youngsters, that is usually wat they are all after anyways.
sigh. ashraf also another one. so in love and wants everything but not marriage. am i a cheap toy to toss to and fro for the sheer convenience and pleasure of it?
had it with both men.
sigh. then once again, i look to God in remorse, for i had not waited for him. he who will provide, the perfect husband who will satisfy me in every way. as always, i have been too impatient. this will be another zachary.
fulfill me o God that i will not look to another but will always remain in u.