Life is but a never-ending chess match. One wrong move and you might lose.
I have Nyctophobia. It’s another word for an irrational fear of night or darkness. My brain and heart are fighting each other on this. My brain says this is an irrational fear but brain, can you please tell that to my heart when it’s thudding like a high-rhythmic beating drum when I’m in the dark?
I don’t recall when I developed this ridiculously hopeful attitude toward life – that everything will get better eventually, that something is better than nothing, glass is half-full kind of person.
“Don’t be so selfish,” my mom would chide whenever I refuse to help or whenever I refuse to share food with somebody. I hated being called that because I feel like that’s all I’ve been doing my whole life – sharing and never getting enough for myself.
When I was in middle school or high school, my mom would often point out teasingly that I have a low EQ (emotions quotient), sort of like low IQ except with emotions.
I consider myself to be an easygoing person but of course, because of my doubtfulness, I am not certain I’m viewed as this person in some people’s eyes. In the past, I’ve had people give me conflicted ideas – people tell me I’m mean, people tell me I’m too nice and need to be meaner…
I believe having doubts is a part of being human but as I grow older, I would often find my doubts be the driving factor of my day-to-day anxiety and hesitation.
A few weeks back, I won the grand prize at a prize drawing at work. I was honestly shocked when the HR department contacted me. I did not expect I’d win, let alone read the announcement that listed the grand prize.
As I mentioned in a post last week, I am posting my new speech which I have written for Toastmaster today. This is the speech I’m set to present today. Wish me luck and hope you enjoy this semi-fictional story.
My letter X stands for the Roman numeral 10.
Let’s take a break from traveling and talk about something else…
What are you reading right now?
How do you like your eggs?
Are you a practical jokester?
What would be your ideal fantasy way to spend Monday?
There is nothing like returning to one’s elementary school after fifteen years to find it closed and on the verge of being expanded once again into a larger school because the current size can’t accommodate for the current population. Talk about perfect timing. I spent four years here when the school was only half this…
About two weeks ago, my cousin’s family invited my aunt and me to dinner. The restaurant was incredibly loud because half of the restaurant was rented out for a company party. Due to the noise, we had to scream in order for the other person to hear us. During one of the conversations, my uncle…
My aunt shared this photograph over social network a few days ago. When I first saw it, I was like, “Holy cow?”
Please note – this is non-fiction! This sewing machine reminds me of the one in my grandma’s room in China.
Readers, you should know, I don’t usually share pictures of myself in my posts because I don’t take pictures of me or do I really allow anyone else to take my picture, not anymore.