I feel so conflicted at times when someone reminds me that I’m a grown woman and don’t need permission from anyone to leave the house or go do the things I like, except somehow I do.
I have a problem with people meddling into people’s lives. Isn’t there a saying – “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”? I think this applies to meddling as well. According to my personal experience and all those movies and TV shows I’ve watched over the year, I don’t think there’s ever been a scenario…
Good Saturday morning! Thank you for finally joining me for a #weekendcoffeeshare on a weekend. Come on into my virtual coffee-room and have a cup of joe with me.
Good Monday morning. Thank you for joining me for #WeekendCoffeeShare on a Monday. I am once again at work. So come and enjoy a cup of hot beverage with me.
Good Monday morning. Thank you for joining me for #WeekendCoffeeShare on a Monday. Can you believe it? Another weekend has come and gone.
It all started last Saturday when I woke up with a burning sensation in my throat.
Is it November already? Where has the months gone? Where has the year gone?
My first incident with public manner was about three years ago (and I wrote about it) and for a long time, this subject had escaped my mind but recently, it came flying back like a boomerang.
I have a confession: I am a baby when it comes to illnesses and pain.
I want to thank my blogging friends for the birthday greetings on Facebook and the award nominations on WordPress. You truly made my day.
This day has been a strange day in a surprising and irritating way.
Before you read, please note that I wrote this post last week before I cooled down with a hike. So even though those emotions are still there, I have simmered down just a little now.
Lately, I’ve grown very sick of my jobs
I would love to go to a place like in the picture right now, with rapid flowing water generating a cool breeze in this sweltering heat.
Today is the first day of the second block of the summer semester and my emotions have been all over the place: sleep deprivation, exhaustion from taking tests, joy deprivation not to mention very annoyed.
I’m feeling very anxious.
Religion and Politics. These are two topics you will never see me post on my blog. Why? Because those are two of the most opinionated and sensitive topics out there. Because those are two topics that essentially started wars and tore apart families, friends, and mankind. Because I dislike those two topics.
This has been one wet spring. It’s been raining almost every single day and if the sky’s not raining, it’s gray and the grayness often drives me insane. The last time I experienced such a wet spring was 2007, when I was still in Texas but that’s different. Texas is plains, Utah is desert. Deserts…
Well, I just had perhaps the most frustrating week ever.
As few of you know, I’ve been seeing a therapist since the beginning of this month and I think it’s time I update my current mental situation.
What did I do to get on the wrong side of the world? Why did the world had chosen me as its victim to be bullied? What do I have to do to make my world stand up straight again?
It’s been about 10 days since my tablet broke and as of yesterday, I have had bigger problems.
I am writing this letter because there’s been lots on my mind and living with you hadn’t made it any easier. I also want to I’m sorry I’ve been a little cranky lately. I know I should say it to your face instead of writing it here but let’s face it, I can never do…