5 perkara

Whenever I had my hiatus in writing I then shall begin the entry with the same opening line “well it has been quite some time since I last wrote here…”. I starting to sound like Yoda.

Truth to be told I am not that busy but I am lazy. Hey! It rhymes! There were so many things, climax, anti climax you name it that had happened lately. So, here’s the compilation of five things that I really want to write in my shabby blog.

1. I had analyphytic shock last month and was hospitalized. It was a rather bad thing because it had shocked the hell outa my families and friends. I was scared when I woke up and realized that I was in the hospital opposite a rather old patient. Very old. I thought I had died and I’m meeting with my grandma. Then the rather old patient was talking to her Indonesian maid then I knew that I was just freaking out. When I got out from the hospital, the next few days were like listening to a recording tape. The story of me being crazy and delirious was being repeated over and over again. After three days, I was embarrassed. After a week I went to the market with my mom and I had another shock when she told one of her friends about my allergy reactions. Never had I wish the earth to open up and swallow me but that day. After two weeks, I find it rather a funny thing to have such a serious allergy. Why? Because I usually hate those people who “I can’t eat this I’ll get rashes”, “I can’t eat that or I shall fart non stop” blah blah blah and now I am one of those people. Joy.

2. I can’t watch Dinner: Impossible. As much as the show is rather interesting with how you would be wondering whether the chef would be able to pull off the hat at the end of the day, I always and always feel so stress up watching the show. It is silly. No matter what you know at the end of the show the chef will manage to cook deliciously and satisfy everyone’s tummy but watching and waiting the whole cooking process with the chef’s constant “we don’t have enough cheese!” or “ the oven is not working!” makes me bite my fingernails and I would be fidgeting, moving from one seat to the other and my heart will thumping rapidly. I realized that at the end of the show I would have this feeling like I just completed a whole marathon or something.

3. Reading a book before you sleep makes you dream of weird thing. Ok, I know this is crazy but really it happened to me. Not once but many times. I love reading books but I hardly read it before I go to bed. Lately since I’ve been busy with work the only ample time for me to hit my reading target would be before I zone out. Interesting much, I realized that I would dream of crazy dream. After few days of crazy dreams and blaming on the allergy, I tried not to read before sleep. And tada! I dream of nothing. But then again when I read, then I would have crazy antics of dreams. Last night, I read Pride and Prejudice before bed and I dreamed that I was a school bus driver and Tony Stark in Iron Man suit (without the headgear) jumped right in front of my bus and I hit the brake abruptly, shaking and fear of what trouble is heading towards us. Then he, the Iron Man asked me to open up the door. I was trembling and when the door was opened he got in and headed to the last row of seats. He squatted down looking for something. I was really scared thinking that there is a bomb or anthrax filled box or something and start to vision myself with blood streaming my nose due to anthrax or having a limp hand and ear due to the bomb explosion. I was looking at the rear view mirror and saw him stood up, clutching on something. It is rather small. He walked slowly heading to the door and said “Thank you for stopping. I forgot my lunch box”. I woke up right away and needed to go to the loo. I hate my dream. I’ve been fooled by my own dream!

4. I was infected with swine flu. Really. How tragic and embarrassing is that? Last two weeks I had a cold. I popped a Clarinase. Then Panadol. At 4 am I started to go crazy and had a really high fever. By 8 am I was in the hospital and the rest are history. I can’t really remember a thing. Friends and family said I was exorcised. I believe them and seriously, I still freak out till today. But I can remember the hell that I went through. Vomiting non stop. And not being able to eat. Darn you swine flu! Really, I was nearly die. As much as I am freaking out and trying to recover I strongly believe that this is blessing in disguise. I am a firm believer that things happened for a reason. Yes, it was a hell experience but I’m pretty sure there’s a silver lining awaiting behind the sugar cloud somewhere. I am so thankful that I’m still alive and I appreciate every living second more than I used to. The experience thought me everything about life, faith, love, suffering and pain. Now I truly love and appreciate the fact I have such a lovely family especially mama who went through thick and thin babysat me and my dear friends who never stop to pray and support me to hold on and fight to live. Really, when you are half dead and the only thing in your mind is “am I going to die now?” then you see your family and friends faces who visited you, it bring a whole different energy and motivation for you to go on. So yeah, visit people who are not well because it really means a lot to them. Your smile means a million soldiers of encouragement.

5. My road tax is due on Wednesday. I’ve got less than a week to renew it but I haven’t done anything. I need to look for the documents etc. Really, whose idea was it to invent road tax?? And that much??! Oh, I have two tickets to clear. And yes, there are police tickets.