Two Steps Forward
Well into the second day of 2008 and already challenges have arrived. Relationships of any kind, personal goals (for want of euphemisms or sugar-coated, politically correct language), how to occupy my time (which in fact is a strange thought since I am planned to meet many friends; meaning it really is about work/interning/'official stuff that please mum's ears') and staying positive-minded. After all I do want to change the way I think and the perspectives I take on matters.
So yesterday my sister and I proceeded to calculate our BMIs (Body Mass Index - an index which gauges how healthy our weight is by dividing our weight by the square of our height in metre format). She came in at 17.46 and me at a glorious 17.31. Sheesh. I had better boost my eating patterns and food portions. Maybe women around the world who think skin and thin is glam will regard me as being on the right track but I do not want to make myself vulnerable to osteoporosis in my latter years, with a frail me tottering around in a skeleton of paper-thin skin covering bones with hardly any flesh for padding.
On a chirpier note I think I will like to applaud myself for being so unconventional. =.= On New Year's Eve, I decided I will spend the last hour journaling. So with a Bible, my brinjal-coloured notebook (yes unusual as it sounds it really is brinjal) and my trusty pen I plonked myself belly-down on my parents' queen-sized bed and began to plan ahead for the year. First point, scribble studiously. Pause. Second point, lacklustre scribbling. Longer pause. Put head on bolster and found it a good position to be in. Eyes flutter for a while then close. Third point, scribble with much difficulty. Ahhh decided that bolster is much better. Shall correspond with God in my sleep. So when midnight came I was nicely snuggled in. Mum had earlier on switched off the lights, complaining that I am wasting electricity. She was loudly shouting for everyone to look at the fireworks. People were singing away and shouting... This much I knew but bolster is good and a wide berth of mattress even better. =)
I slept through the countdown! But thank God 2008 still came. Whether or not people were caught drink driving, or were hurt or killed by fireworks, ill, rejoicing, with loved ones or not. It is here.
So yesterday my sister and I proceeded to calculate our BMIs (Body Mass Index - an index which gauges how healthy our weight is by dividing our weight by the square of our height in metre format). She came in at 17.46 and me at a glorious 17.31. Sheesh. I had better boost my eating patterns and food portions. Maybe women around the world who think skin and thin is glam will regard me as being on the right track but I do not want to make myself vulnerable to osteoporosis in my latter years, with a frail me tottering around in a skeleton of paper-thin skin covering bones with hardly any flesh for padding.
On a chirpier note I think I will like to applaud myself for being so unconventional. =.= On New Year's Eve, I decided I will spend the last hour journaling. So with a Bible, my brinjal-coloured notebook (yes unusual as it sounds it really is brinjal) and my trusty pen I plonked myself belly-down on my parents' queen-sized bed and began to plan ahead for the year. First point, scribble studiously. Pause. Second point, lacklustre scribbling. Longer pause. Put head on bolster and found it a good position to be in. Eyes flutter for a while then close. Third point, scribble with much difficulty. Ahhh decided that bolster is much better. Shall correspond with God in my sleep. So when midnight came I was nicely snuggled in. Mum had earlier on switched off the lights, complaining that I am wasting electricity. She was loudly shouting for everyone to look at the fireworks. People were singing away and shouting... This much I knew but bolster is good and a wide berth of mattress even better. =)
I slept through the countdown! But thank God 2008 still came. Whether or not people were caught drink driving, or were hurt or killed by fireworks, ill, rejoicing, with loved ones or not. It is here.
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