dizzy

To puke or not to puke.

The magical question of the night. As I type this, I'm on the verge of either burping a mix of quesadillas and cheesecake or actually seeing how it looks mixed together with the other contents of my stomach as I run to the washroom and pray I get there on time. Our free passes to the theater, courtesy of a broken projector at the I Am Legend movie, led to the last show of the night of Cloverfield. It certainly brought back Blair Witch and Godzilla memories. Whether that's good or bad, I haven't decided yet. I'll probably have to let this dizzy spell settle first.

I'm just happy I didn't have a big dinner. Otherwise, the little food my mouth allowede me to cram in to my appetite-less body because of night shift will be gone to waste.

I liked the music/instrumental that played at the end of the movie though. Haunting.

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Winter is "back" with a vengeance. What Canadian winter will be complete without the temperature reaching to "feels like" -20 degrees celcius? Even -5 seems like a blessing nowadays.

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Work keeps offering me overtime. It's tempting for the sake of money but my body says otherwise. After three straight days of working, I feel like questioning my sanity and possibly drinking a bunch of energy boosters to make me feel alive again. Robot in the making if you ask me. Where's my fuel?? Errr.

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The only line on my head at the moment is a line from a song: dizzy, I'm so dizzy my head is spinning

where are you?

I miss you.
Everyday I wait for that time of the day when you would show yourself.
At work, I look out the window, hoping and praying.
But nothing.

It's not just me either.
A lot of people are missing you too.
Sigh.

Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me.

this and that

There are things better left unsaid and there are things that should be left alone. In other words, no need for further investigation. Unfortunately, I can be a curious cat.

Although one can easily argue about the importance of not being left in the dark or being naive, I can honestly say that sometimes I wish I didn't know.

a letter to you

Dear New Year,

It's been about five days since I welcomed you. I would have been more enthusiastic and actually make a big deal out of it by toasting champagne and hugging everyone but I was at work and that is enough reason not to. But before I end up giving you the wrong impression, I am actually writing you this letter in hopes of encouraging myself to keep my promise. It's more embarrassing to break a promise when other's know of it too. At least that's my opinion. :$

Anyway, I am officially declaring my promise to save in any way I can in order to well, save up for my future. I have been quite liberated in spending my money and as a result have nothing to show for in my savings account. My future, which is not something I keep in mind as I am a live-now type of person, if that makes any sense, I'm sure will not look so bright if I continue to be how I am.

In saying that, I will admit that this stay-in-the-budget mentality might take a while to kick in. I can proudly say that I haven't bought anything yet even though I've been tossing and turning in bed wondering if I need/deserve a new mp3 player. See, I'm trying really hard.

I guess that's all I have to say before I start to beg for an increase in my allowance. I just hope I'm strong enough to resist the temptation to buy random things. Eek!

So, New Year, I welcome you again and I hope we'll be good friends.

Sincerely,
blueskies