Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Pushing 50: C'est La Vie

Yesterday was a good day. No drama. No conflict. No pain. Everything was nice and dandy. Okay fine, there was a minor hitch afterall. And it's called Dr. Gregory House. This guy is starting to grow on me like poison ivy only that he doesnt give me rash. However, the thoughts of him made me drool, go haywire and hot all over. *please don't eye-roll me* Seriously, I could hardly get through the day without watching him. A mere 15 minutes was all i needed *a quickie? hey! you naughty liltle devil you* i would then be fine... and high. This addiction is getting pretty absurd. I'm utterly obsessed, with this man, it just simply blew my mind! I think I'm in love. Pathetic. Yes, i KNOW. Let's hope it's just a passing thing. If I'm still talking about House in March, somebody please...PLEASE hit me on the head with a rolling-pin!

So, the first day of 2013 went by smoothly. Did i learn anything new? Anything I haven't already known, perhaps? Okay, i did learn a few new words: encephalitis, myoclonoc jerk, creatinine, porphyria, cardiomyopathy, carcinoid, cirrchosis. No thanks to House. Apart from those? Nah! Same old-same old.

Well probably i did learn something. I learned that wound takes time to heal. It doesn't get better immediately but eventually it will and even the scar will fade over time. It's the memories we carry in our hearts that will always remind us of the pain we want 
so much to forget. 
C'est La Vie

yours sincerely,

 *Somewhere between Twitter, Juanes' A Dios La Pido, House, menthol ciggy and hot coffee, i remembered you.*

*The reason i am still keeping this clip is just beyond me*

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