Blabbering

Techanically I have tonnes to write about:

• My driving classes (which Im pathetic at)
• My results (got 5 A+ AND one miserable C+)
• How I should learn to let go of things !
• How I should change my obession with certain things
• How I always pick vanilla and never other ice cream flavour
• And band manager and my bro will be the reason of my ending up in the asylum

But now I rather talk about how I should be sleeping. And will leave in five minutes. I wish my fairy Godmother would iron my clothes. I wish I didnt have such a long "to do list". I wish things would slow down. I wish would stop wishing about silly things. If I have to wish why cant I wish sensible things ? But are wishes really sensible ? I guess I better go. Everybody take good care and keep smiling !

The loss of my hair...

Yup my intuition was right for the millionth type. My hair has been chopped to minimal. During the cutting ceremony all I would was stare at the lady cutting my hair and ONLY think in my mind “God you are cutting my hair so much ! Will you leave anything!!!”. I would have stopped her but the damage was already done by the time I realized what the length she was going to leave me of my hair. I hate it! Its just too short for me. It took me 3 years to grow back my hair only for it to be cut by somebody again. Last time I had cut my hair short I had promised myself I would never cut it again. So much for such promises ! I had scolded a friend once for not stopping the hairdresser from cutting off her beautiful hair (her hair was very beautiful, long and thick). I had literally screamed at her for not even coming to her hair’s defense. Now I know what it’s like having your hair cut off like that and am so going to go and apologize to her. I guess that’s all for today. You guys take care and be very specific with your hairdressers when you meet them next time !!!

My intuition

My sis: “ bla bla bala bla bla”
Me: ( am totally ignoring her and am continuing my work in adobe Photoshop)
My sis: “AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
Me: ( Still ignoring the little brat)
My sis says in desperation: “Tell me I’m annoying ?”
I take a calm breath
Me: “I have to get this done. Later I will do WHATEVER you want me to do”
My sis is satisfied and runs from the room. When I hear her running I knew she was going to fall and split the internet wire. My mind was automatically screaming for my intuition to be wrong. But I had to be the right ! Next I heard a crash and a loud “OUCH”. Then total silence. My mind was pleading to God “Please don’t let her say that she snapped the internet wire”. But it was too much to ask God at that moment. Because next I hear my sis mouse-like voice “Pepepi (that’s what’s she is calling me these day & is derived from “Appi” supposedly) I snapped the internet wire”.

Yes I got mad ! Mad not because the she snapped the internet wire because my intuition always have to right about such things but never in useful things. Usually I can predict the weather well, predict a teacher will not show up for class, predict what HWs are important or not, ask whom to help when I need help, predict what things will break but never about important things. Eg I can never judge a person trustworthy. When I meet people I always have alarm bells ringing because there’s no intuition to guide me. I have no sixth sense when it comes to people but about craziest thing !!! Plus today I’m getting my haircut and my feelings are telling me that its either going to be very bad or very good but not to expect it to be ok. I would rather want my haircut to be ok but not bad. I cant simply afford it being bad. Let my intuition be wrong for once. Much later…

Where is everything ?

Yesterday my mom and I went shopping. My mom needed to buy all the things that requires running a family for a month. Anyway when we dragged the trolley cart outside we discovered that there were no taxis. Plus the shopping mall is kind away from the main road. So this stranger came to us and offered to drive us up to our home. My mom agreed. And we did reach home safe. This is the third time it has happened as this mall is always without taxis. My mom always agree to these strangers because from what we know ,they are very poor and these people are trying to earn money as much possible in anyway so that they can it send it to their home. Not only that ,always these strangers have been very polite and helpful. Like yesterday this man had went out of his way to help us with the shopping bags unlike the taxi drivers who don’t do anything. My mom and I had one case where the taxi driver had stood outside to check dents on his car and let us two ladies unload the bags. I do expect Taxi drivers to help me because yes I am old fashioned and I think whenever anybody is struggling with bags it won’t hurt you to help them. So these strangers are such a nice contrast to these Taxi drivers. But one thing always bother me are about those stories you hear of being kidnapped and stuff. I am wondering why is it so difficult to trust strangers…

Has it always been like this in the world from the beginning of time that you cant trust strangers. No matter how helpful and polite they are. I don’t know about you guys but these days every thing seems difficult. Trusting people, making true friends, being compassion, sticking to your family and even falling in love. I can make a list of people who complain about their friends and a list of people who don’t trust their on blood and a list of people who thinks true love (love of any kind) don’t exist. My question is has the world has always been like this ? Or was it better in the past ? And why is it so difficult ? I think its difficult because we lack the faith. If you don’t believe something doesn’t exist how will you ever find it or see it? Its sort of like believing in God without seeing Him but we still pray to Him and ask stuff from Him. Why ? Because we have faith that He is listening to us. Then again I can show you the newspaper that has utter nonsense in it, the prejudices, the killing of hundred innocents , the war and everything that makes you wonder how will you ever survive in this planet ?

PS. Taxi drivers are strangers too but we still trust them.