I regret to say that I've felt considerably worse today. After a breakfast I didn't feel like eating, of scrambled eggs and 2 minute bacon, I did some last minute revision for my business exam and psyched myself up for it. I even used the new black pen (Form a set of 3) that mum got me as a stocking filler (Tough I don't actually have stockings anymore so it was a bag with an adorable little kitten with a bow around it's neck (I dreamed of having a kitten this Christmas, seeing as it's ...
Since school has started (January 4, 2007) I must say I have been lacking sleep since... Normally, my body can hack it but these days, it's too much. i still have this annoying cold that makes me cough a lot. There has already been so many projects and so many extracurricular activities to do, not to mention the charity project I am working with. In History we have a video report about the Philippines... The video being a telenovela that should last 1 hour. In Math we are supposed to make a survey ...
I've been back on AuthorsDen for a few weeks now and am very happy about that! However, I've noticed that I am missing the haiku/tanka/cinquain chains here and at Starlite Cafe. Very much so. They keep me on my toes! Have me thinking on my feet...I like that. And so, I hope to resume joining those chains each morning, once again.
About a week ago the long suffering spouse asks what I thought about the nursing profession and her place in it. I affirmed her nurturing caring personality and promptly forgot about it. It's a habit of the Mrs is that she'll ask stuff but rarely tells me what's up. Feedback must often be pried out of her. This comes of my usually having an opinion that I'm attached to and an inability to convey a willingness to have a point of view to sharpen on. When will I learn that the special ...
A hallway diminishes no end in sight and you close one door at the end of the night Each room is dull and dark so very plain No difference you see for they're all the same The lights are out no one is home No sounds are heard and you're all alone The hall is warm But the rooms are cold And with every door you grow another day old
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