This song has been in my head for days.
What is up with that?
This song has been in my head for days.
What is up with that?
For some weird mental reason, I always dream of the washroom and before any of you “6 Js” ladies say anything, this has nothing to do with anything what so ever. Eh, why am I being so defensive huh? *LOL*
I’ve checked the meaning behind the dream and to sum it up, it basically means:
- You are experiencing some burdens/feelings and need to “relieve” yourself
- May symbolizes purification and self-renewal, emotionally and psychologically
- You are having difficulties letting go old emotions, and afraid others will judge and criticize
Now… it is very human for us to believe something we want to believe therefore we are able to see the connections no matter how idiotic it is. Trust me when I say I am very good at this. *whistles* Obviously there is some truth in that dream but surely I don’t need to dream of washroom to know all this kan? I mean, among all the good dreams I could be dreaming, I dream of washroom at least once a month instead. Is that even normal?
Talking about washrooms, have you ever notice the behaviors of the washroom users? Well, I don’t know much about the men, but some of the women users are really unbelievable. I’ll blog about that when I am not so… full. *errks*
Another very common dream I have are tornadoes. I’ve dreamed not one but multiple kick-arse tornadoes that scared the hell out of me even after I wake up. *shivers* I’ve dreamed being sucked into the strong whirling motion and I can tell you it wasn’t the best feeling in the world.
According to the experts, my dream can be translated as:
- You are experience some extreme emotional outburst and temper tantrums
- In a tornado: you are feeling overwhelmed and out of control. You will be meet with a series of disappointments for the next week or so. Your plans will be filled with complications
- To see several tornadoes in your dreams represents people around you who are prone to violence outburst and shifting mood swings. May also symbolize a volatile situation or relationship
The combo of these two dreams is not a good thing eh? The funny thing is I always thought I’ve made peace with whatever that is bothering me. *LOL* Silly me.
Don’t worry. I don’t always dream of washrooms and tornadoes. Just the other night I dreamt of the sweetest thing which I am crossing all my fingers and toes hoping it would come true. *sighs*
Happy *Moo Moo* year my friends.
Is it me or does the holiday feel a little too short?
The angpow collection this year didn’t go well with the economy blah blah blah. Not that my angpow collection in the previous years were any better. Though I am single, most people “technically” categorize me as married which translates to NO red packets. *sighs*
Aunt: Bila larr kau mau kahwin ni? 30 tahun sudah saya bagi kau angpow (When are you going to get married? I’ve been giving you red packets for the past 30 years)
Me: Habis larr Aunty… tidak akan terjadi impian aunty tu (too bad, that is so not going to happen)
In my family, CNY means plenty food with minimal *ahem* card games. It is our festive tradition to happily stuffed our face silly and whine about it later. I seriously think I overdid it this time because I cannot remember the last time I was this full and this is already the third day of CNY *head hangs in shame*
What? Bali in bikini? *vomits blood*
Like everyone else, I am crossing my fingers for a prosperous year. Though the Chinese horoscope is never accurate (I did not get a big sum of money as mentioned in last year’s horoscope *sticks tongue out* ) or in my (and everyone else under the Horse sign) favor this year, I will keep my head up high and rough it out. Like what other choice do I have kan? *rolls eyes*
When everyone else was celebrating CNY joyfully, I got freaked out with the sad and upsetting programs my family was watching. I told myself this can’t be the way to celebrate the occasion and I cannot stop thinking about it. So I had NO choice but to see it as a sign from the universe or I’ll go crazy.
No matter what your situation is, other people have gone through the same circumstances if not worse. Take it as a challenge and rise above the problem.
Life is about respecting your elders and taking care of your children. Other things are secondary.
So people, considered yourself warned as I will CONSTANTLY repeat the above besides my current magic phrase “This too shall pass”.
Stubborn people like me do need the endless reminders.
What happened to us?
DENDERMONDE, Belgium – A young man with a gruesomely painted black-and-white face went on a rampage at a Belgian day care center Friday, stabbing two babies and a female worker to death and seriously wounding 12 others.
Sobbing parents rushed to the scene and to nearby hospitals. Shocked rescue workers spoke of finding crying, bleeding toddlers scattered inside the center. Medical workers at six hospitals sprang into action, performing emergency operations to save the 10 children and two adults badly wounded in the attack.
"This was a particularly violent attack. All the kids had multiple stab wounds on their legs, arms, and all over their bodies," Dr. Ignace Demeyer, head of emergency services at Our Lady Hospital in nearby Aalst, told reporters.
More news here.
It’s worrying to know that people could just snap and do crazy things like that. We must learn to stop stressing ourselves and others too much because at the end of the day, it won’t matter anymore.
I only got a few minutes to “warm up” my brain before I start torturing it for the rest of the day. *sighs*
I know it is my New Year’s Resolution to blog every day BUT it is much harder than I imagine. My slothfulness is still biting me in the arse and my hormones are messing with my head.
Can you imagine what it is like?
It’s not a pretty sight people.
Ekiel is doing great in school though he did cry a week later when I leave him in school. His reason was I did not fetch him from school. After I make him understand that it will not happen, he began to relax. He even let me kiss him in class now. *kiss kiss*
He also said he has a GF but he doesn’t remember the name and would ask me every hour. The only girl from his class I know is Esther because she’s the only one wearing a name tag. For all I know it is someone else who is now known as Esther in my family. *LOL*
So far, he only had one homework and I am relieved to see him doing it passionately. I’m crossing my fingers that this trait will last forever.
Me: Have you done your homework?
Ekiel: Ya.. but not straight. Not nice
(Me checking his homework)
Me: OK larr bah this. Very good
Ekiel: The teacher say “Congratulation, you’re the winner” and give me trophy?
Me: Kau ingat kau lumba lari ka this? (You think you’re in a race?)
Ekiel: Oh salah. Malu saya (Opps… I’m embarrassed)
Whenever I have a rough day, it’s moments like this that makes it all better.