my surprise

I was surprised. That I only weigh 40kg according to today's basic type of scale.

  Just 1 month ago I was 43kg on a digital scale. But I am pretty sure that the weighing scale isnt too accurate. I am eating as  much as I want. I do not that think I can lose 3kg just like that. Some perverse part of me is happy if I did lose weight. the skimnnier the better!! more to eat with no fear. heh. 

BF has a destination which he wants to visit MORE than me. That's great. Finally some wanderlust seems to be have rubbed off from me to him. I want to see him wanting to see the world and just be a more learned man. More than just SEA. 

Travelling adds knowledge. emotions and wonderful memories that we probably cant replicate on the same level if we stay in the same area of land. If we dont do anything different, we will always get the same results. 

So.

So we continue to wait for Natas and see what we can get. 

Sorry No Cure

:""Sorry No Cure." How familiar these words are. Remember you said this to me? Unfortunately, maybe we are a tad similar. I am repeating those words you said to me, to you. It is karma right in your face, scarily enough.

My boss told me, I am too kind. Is that another way of saying I do not know how to reject people and be assertive? I duno. But I don't really care. I don't care I create inconvenience for myself.  Cause if I can be kind, it is the least that I should do. I want to treat people the way I would like to be treated to.

My friend said I didn't try hard enough. Then he quote me an example on how he tried harder and then it was all worth it in the end. But some people are not worth even that 1% of  the time and effort. I don't even think my 1 second should be spent on trying harder.

And that's me. I don't (really) care what people think of me. I stick to my principals unless there is compelling reasons to change. I am not like you and you are not like me and that is the end of story. I always do what I please... as much as I can, anyway. Life is more about compromise and meeting half way, I know.

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Facebook is a powerful tool. It made me realize why the past happen the way it did. At least I realize more about it, than now.
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Sometimes I think about meeting up with those super long lost friends from the times when we were juvenile. Will I be shocked at how we changed? Shocked, pleasantly or even unpleasantly...Haha. Should we even meet in the first place for fear of awkward silence and totally different frequencies? And yet, if you never  meet, then you never know...