This is My Psychosis
I know, I know… I’m turning this into a habit and I am really, really sorry! I don’t want to pre-schedule my blogs because then it is not going to be something special… It’s not that I have anything against pre-scheduling of blogs, it’s just that it isn’t really something I feel comfortable with. As much as I try to blog regularly and daily, there are times when I just come home from rehearsals too tired to think. It’s so taxing sometimes that even the thought of pulling my laptop out and opening it means physical pain. So, I do the next best thing… make up for the missed day in one blog!
I’m really sorry because I have a feeling this will be a regular occurrence since when I start to go on tour with my performing group on the 18th, I’m going to be missing a lot of days to blog. Thus, BRACE yourself because you might be seeing 3 to 4 questions and answers in one blog post. But all you lot are a bunch of understanding, wonderful people! I know you won’t mind… 😀
So, here goes….
Day 10 — The last time I snooped into something I wasn’t supposed to (like a medicine cabinet in a friend’s bathroom), I found…
… out that my sister was pregnant! Okay, this happened like a long time ago -years back. Because I haven’t snooped into anything that I shouldn’t be snooping in for quite a while -whether by accident or by purpose. I know- I live a boring life and I will never make it as a spy as well. But hey, there’s time enough, right?
Anyway, it did not really start out as “snooping” because I was honestly looking for something. I know my sister is pretty strict about her room and when she is not in the house, she keeps it locked. But, I really had a strong feeling that what I was looking for was inside her desk or somewhere in her room. So, I picked the lock and went in. I was right of course, the book was there on her bed, sitting on the bed and waving at me like “YEY! YOU FOUND ME!”
I grabbed it and headed out to the door but before I could close it, my gaze fell unexpectedly on her trash can. I saw an empty packet of milk that was meant for pregnant mothers. The type that they have to drink during pregnancy to help the baby get more good stuff while in the womb. I was shocked and then of course, happy coz I was going to have my very first niece. The thing is, it was not supposed to be known yet since my sister was not married then.
Day 11 — When I’ve had a really bad day the first thing (not person) I reach for is…
My bed and its mountains of pillows.
Yes, I know it’s quite a BIG thing to reach for but there it is… I was about to answer that I reach for the refrigerator door but… I love sleep more than food. So yeah, I reach for my bed and either sleep it off or cry it out. Good thing that my bed seems to reach out for me as well. It’s like it knows I’ve had a very tiring or bad day and it’s saying “Aww you poor baby, come to your momma bed!”
I just find there’s comfort in having your own, personal, smells-like-yourself bed! It’s such a place to belong and a haven. I mean come on, it’s where all the magic happens!!! [err..that kind of magic hasn’t happened there since I don’t know…since Friendster was the top social network!LOL]
So, when I really have a bad day or had one, I engulf myself on my bed with my pillows [hideaway from the world] and blast some music.