Happy thoughts
So starting from yesterday...
I woke up in a pretty foul mood. Tired, irritable, fearful, anxious, stressed. When I was done with topping up my EZ Link at YCK, I was terribly afraid of screwing up upon reaching home. This might sound crazy, but I decided to take a 30 minute walk home under the hot sun instead, and called Qy to talk for awhile. I was drenched in sweat by the time I got home, but after a shower... I was amazingly calm, and confident that I would get through the day. And I've been feeling pretty good until now!
Qy came over to my place in the afternoon... and we ended up watching Living with Lydia. A part of me was thinking, 'wth?! I can't believe I'm watching this.', but the other part just couldn't stop laughing! We laughed, and laughed, and laughed. And played 'daidi' with my brother, and laughed. Laughing can be really nice sometimes.
Went down to town for a meeting with the Health and Fitness committee in the evening. Well, I never got to know the committee very well, especially after being away for half a year, but it was surprisingly nice to see everyone again. Somehow, the company made me feel myself. As I made silly remarks (as I always do :S), chatted on and on... I saw the old part of me.
My mum came to pick me up, and we stopped for fruit juice on the way home (Manda: I HAD GREEN APPLE CELERY JUICE for $2!!! hehe). She caught me by surprise when she asked, 'Do you think you'll ever get married?'... but I ended up telling her many things, things I always thought a parent should never know. But I talked anyway, we talked, laughed... I'm such a mummy's girl sometimes, but I've to say, my mum's an amazing woman. I'm so thankful I called her for help when I was in New York- After my deepest, darkest secret was out, it feels like there's nothing much more to hide. Or rather, I might as well not hide.
And now, this morning...
I ran in and out of upper pierce, twice! I'm pretty sure I must have covered at least 8-9km...yay. I was half regretting it during the second run, but the satisfaction at the end is always great. And the cool weather really helped! Just thinking of the breeze against my face makes me pretty sure of a good day today. :)
In New York, I missed all the food in Singapore, so damn much... but when I'm back, I miss my NYC staples! Like Aunt Jeminah's Frozen Waffles... and it was so exciting when I discovered that it's sold at Plaza Singapura! Yep, I bought it... and this morning, I heated up two pieces for my brother (that idiot woke up late, skipped school, and forgot to wake me up to run.)... and he said it was nice! It's not like I literally made the waffles from scratch... but making breakfast for my brother made put me in an unusually good mood. Maybe it's the comforting thought that 'Sometimes, I can be a nice sister'. haha. Or maybe I just love feeding people around me.
And I need to find some good ciabatta bread...I used to love those at Delifrance, but after NYC, I've decided that they just don't make the cut!
Finally... this is absolutely ridiculous, but I had my favourite Kellogg's Cornflakes with Cafe 21 instant coffee this morning! I know, I've strange eating habits... but I can't help it that I love dipping my cornflakes into coffee. It makes perfectly logical sense to me... I don't drink milk at all, so what's the next best thing to soak cereal in? Coffee! Yum Yum Yum. I wish I could have this for breakfast, lunch, dinner. (except that my mum will kill me- I've no idea why, but she just refuses to let me buy cornflakes. When I buy them, I've to hide them in my room, which makes me feel like... a sneaky kid hiding stolen junk food. :s)
Did I say this already? Sometimes, the simplest, smallest things make me happy. Quirky, but that's just me.
Let me remember this feeling of contentment. To help me keep going.
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