Sunday, December 02, 2012
DECEMBER.
And then 2012 will be over. And the world too, probably.
There's the SEA Games next year, Asian Games in 2014, another SEA Games in 2015 which will be special because it would be in Singapore. And finally, there's the 2016 Olympics in Rio which I must qualify for no matter how tough my rivals are and no matter how much my opponents want to qualify too. Sorry babes, everyday I ask myself, "How bad do you want it?" And every single day, I'll tell myself, "F**kn bad". HAHA. Nolah, not so crude like that.
But you get what I mean.
I've been rowing. yay? Sailing still wants me to join them and I havent made up my mind. I KNOW. I hate making decisions, and this is not like some kind of an after training decision making process where you are required to choose where to eat. Because if it was like that, everyday, I am able to try out different things. Rowing one day, sailing the next. Everyone will be living happily ever after that way. But no, life isn't that easy, sometimes. THIS is like a bloody life-changing decision I have to make and I've been pondering and wondering and taking FOREVER to reach a decision and freaking stick to it! It has been a year since I was given the choice to make and yet, no answer from this little fickle brain of mine! DAMMIT.
But then again, I've been clocking 20kms for each of my water training which made 20km doesnt seem so scary anymore. That, I like. With 20km trainings, I feel unbeateable. Cheh.
Okay apart from rowing, work has been !$%*^(&)$>...a mathematical equation?
Work has been complex, confusing, annoying, ridiculous sometimes, tiring, tough, crazy but we all know like a maths problem, it is never impossible. Right? Cheh, not bad use of analogy there. Good job.
I shan't say too much about work cuz these social media work in crazy ways these days. But I do enjoy work, I'm just getting very, very, very, very jaded.
So yeah, I just thought of writing in the blog because I have a list of things to do and I thought I'd jot it down somewhere since now I can't keep track of which "diary", "journal", "notebook" to use, so online might just be the best idea of the lot.
And talking about notebooks, I bought the Samsung Galaxy Note 2 last thursday which is a freaky coincident as I bought my iPhone on 24 November 2010 and I bought my Note 2 on 23 November 2012! Anyway, yes, And last Thursday, I had to send it for repair because some parts of the screen can't detect my stylus. WTF SAMSUNG. I wrote them an email stating that the customer service officer told me that Samsung will "contact" me once my phone is ready but wait, you're collecting my phone and you're gonna call me on my phone? What sorcery is this? Immediately, they sent a reply and called me on my phone which made me wanted to say "I had to use my iPhone while waiting for my Samsung. Sheesh!" But of course I didnt.
So yeah, here's what I gotta bloody finish before December comes to an end:
1. Run a 2.4km below 11:30mins.
2. Sign up and train for Urbanathlon in March 2013 (READ: DO MONKEY BARS. I can't freaking do those things!!!)
3. Do 10 pull ups (Aim was 20 at the start of the year but looking at my progress I better lower my expectations)
4. Pull a 7:25mins 2k erg score.
4. DECIDE ROWING OR SAILING FOR GOODNESS SAKE.
Thursday, November 08, 2012
weakling.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
realizations.
Friday, August 31, 2012
sayang,
I cry, because most of the times, it feels good to cry.
I dont tell you what I feel, because sometimes, I honestly don't know what I feel. Telling you that I feel sad and angry and happy and low at the same time will only make you more confused then you already are trying to figure out whats on my mind.
I say "I'm fine" even when I'm not because thats what girls do, you can't deny that.
I lied before because I was stupid. I'm not perfect, I haven't been the perfect gf. I'm not striving for perfection either. I dont even know if I'm perfect for you or we're perfect for each other, whatever that means. But all I do know is that, I've learnt that whenever I lie, or hide things from you, it hurts you and thats why I've changed. Seeing you hurt breaks a little piece off my heart.
I get ridiculously jealous because I love you. I don't like it if you have another woman's face on your wallpaper because you wouldn't like seeing another man's face on mine, right? I don't like your exes because you dont like mine. Same shit.
I don't reply to your messages when I'm mad because I might say things that will hurt you when I'm angry, and words cant be taken back. I dont know how long I need to cool down, 10 mins? 15 mins? Sometimes you know it'll take an hour. But the longest I've ever been so mad at you is a day. After which, I know I can't live being angry at you all the time.
Its hard for me to trust because my trust has been betrayed before. Imagine this. My heart is like a piece of paper, and then someone crumples it up, and throw it away, and I had to pick myself up and try to straighten things out, but you know, it will never be the same as before. I don't trust easily cuz that's who I am. Life made me this way. I hope one day, you will understand it truly, not just by nodding when I ask you if you understand but really really know that I'm like this because of what others did to me. Not that I like it this way. I'm always suspicious of you doing stupid things, I'm always paranoid that you'll do things behind my back. I hate my mind sometimes, thinking of all these ridiculous things. But I was made this way, not born this way cuz I know I wasn't like this. I know you're not like the others and that I should start anew and move to another chapter in my life, like how I should fkn move on and get another piece of paper which is not crumpled. But I can't just get another piece of heart, can I?
So please dont ask me, "Why dont you trust me?" I do, baby, I do. But I worry, and I overthink. And then this evil thing called assumption comes into my mind.
Thats why sometimes I don't tell you right away when I assume something. And you dont understand this so you'll keep on asking again and again and again, "What is it what is it what is it!!!!?" And sometimes I'll just tell you whats in my brain but sometimes I just don't wanna tell you because it might be just a stupid little assumption that came into my mind. And when I tell you, you'll give me the WTF face and I'll tell you, "see, I shouldnt have told you."
I'm sorry if I get so worked up at the smallest mistakes you do. Small things will accumulate into bigger ones and thats when things get out of control. So when its small I guess thats when I take action. Sorry, I'm like that.
So you still love me? Tell me if you don't. Tell me if you don't like to way I behave to treat you. Tell me if I'm mean. Tell me if I'm not good enough for you.
And yes, this is PMS week. And no, my PMS week is only one week in a month. The other angsty weeks are probably caused by stress, feeling needy and thinking i deserve the attention and probably out of love.
And why do i put this online for the world to see when i know you hate it when our private lives are published? Because theres a saying that goes, life's too short for us to make all the mistakes, thats when we learn from other's mistakes. Who knows some distruaght little soul might come across my blog wondering why his gf/wife/partner is crying, why is she acting the way she is. sometimes, we're just made that way. we can't help it. but most of the times, its because we love you and we want the best out of you, and ourselves, and us.
I love you, sayang. Although theres so many times I fell asleep making you mad.
And you know I believe that "It'll be okay in the morning," always. So I hope you'll understand that too. There's so many things for you to understand about me, and I know there's more for me to understand about you too. We have a whole lifetime to understand each other, if God permits.
Friday, August 24, 2012
Time is like an Usain Bolt.
Friday, July 20, 2012
work and everything else
Monday, July 09, 2012
heartbroken.
I want to run away, fly to as far as I can, bring the people I love with me, get away from this country. Leave my misery behind. Start anew.
I'm so brokenhearted. I feel so distressed. So lost and confused and. And. I don't know. Im just so sad, Astaghfirullahalazim.
No, it's not Nadzrie. He's still with me and may we be together till the end of time, inshallah. In fact, he did the right thing today. To let me cry my eyes out, and hug me till I feel a tad better. Not asking, not telling me to stop crying. Thank you, sayang.
It's about my sport. And when my gym trainer told us, "if we continue to not have a coach, we cannot gym anymore." it was the most heartbreaking thing I've heard in years, masyallah. It hurts me so deep, my god. I immediately broke down in tears. Why, why do u take away things I love from me? One by one. Slowly. Insidiously. Taking everything away from me. My life. First rowing, now this.
I must fight for what I deserve. It's been too long waiting. Too much of doing nothing. I can't sit here watching my life crumble in my hands right before my eyes, not doing anything but to complain. I have to stop depending on people. I must fight for myself. I must be strong.
I know I have sailing, and I like it. It's hard, but I know with so much effort, I'll be really good in it. But time, oh time, work, oh god. With the kind of work I do, it's tough for me to train. It's not impossible, but hard. I must do something about this. I will. Inshallah. Things will change around here. They should. They must. Inshallah they will.
Keep me strong, oh God. Keep my will strong. With you, I shall soar.
Wednesday, June 06, 2012
le bf still in KL.
Saturday, June 02, 2012
le bf in KL.
Monday, March 26, 2012
strange.
i feel like i just wanna burst into tears for no particular reason, or probably for many reasons but i just refuse to acknowledge them.
i dont know if im under stressed or underperforming. theres no worf-rate monitor that i strap around my heart and brain to tell me whether im working too hard, or too little.
im in this confused state of mind. and my body is feeling the same way too. im feeling many feelings and theyre all vying with each other to be the one i display, whether in appearance, or in behaviour.
like this morning, i felt fresh and awake. i jumped out of bed, thanking God for letting me live another day in this world, grateful that I did not wake up late. then in the bus, i felt tired and omglyness sleepy. i didnt care if my mouth was wide open or if i was drooling as long as i have my sleep in the bus.
now at work, i felt drained. theres a list of things that i have to do, whether its work-related, life-related or not related to anything at all. and this list is increasing by the day, by the hour.
my little bleeps of happiness happen when i flash out my THICK RED MARKER and draw a line across the points in this list.
but adding more points to the list > checking the points in the list
and yet, im still here updating my blog amidst the stacks of paperwork i have to complete.
i feel helpless. like a lifeless soul, travelling from home to work to training and back home. it feels like a routine. i dont like routine, except when routine develops me better. like rowing. i dont mind routine in rowing. it makes me faster, better, stronger. routine at work is just brain damaging. its supposed to develop me as a person, but i dont feel myself developing into a better being. if developing eye bags, migranes and developing hatred for routine work counts as development, then maybe its wrong for me to say that work doesnt develop me.
work.
theres like a million things to do at work, a gazillion things to know. i dont even know if my brain has this much capacity to store each and every single thing. i dont even know when it has reached its limit. or whether its limit has been reached 10 years ago without me realizing it.
like i always remind myself, i like my job. but i love my sport.
tough love.
and this rowing thing, omg. omg. omg.
things have gone from bad to worse. actually, things havent changed much. its not getting worse. it has just been like that.
10 years. and this will be the third time im going tru this cycle of BULLSHIT. it starts of with having a grp of athletes to train for a major games, whether the athletes win in competition or not, there will be no coach, and theres no solution to that (which is sad cuz theres at least 10 minds thinking together and not one can come out with a solution). and then theres the stage where the athletes voice out their opinion, and their opinion will always get stepped on and smashed like a potato. and finally, tired of being the antagonist, the athlete leaves and a new batch of athletes step in. and the cycle repeats.
no growth, no development. only bullshit.
im an expert in this theory, ive been tru it twice and going tru it currently for the third time now.
you know what i feel like doing now?
just take all my money, and go far far away, like to new zealand, or spain or the alps or nepal or something. somewhere noone can find me. i just wanna be away from all these bullshits in life.
haiz.
in less than a month, im gonna leave for korea, which i havent told my big boss about and i dont know if he'll allow me to go. im in deep shit i know. what to do, my life has been revolving around bull shit.
gaaah. the air con in the office is making my skin so dry i dont like it. :(
life, why are you so mean to me? :(
Sunday, February 12, 2012
work.
no, workload wasnt heavy, not yet at least. i know im gonna be bogged down with work once the new semester starts, i can just feel it coming. but for now, ive been surfing the net, sometimes watching videos, going for walks around campus like a loner, exploring places in the school, life has been pretty much, empty. my colleagues are nice, for now.
so whats crazy about january?
the fact that i miss being a full time athlete? totally.
the fact that work is taking precious trng time away from me? definitely.
i know im such a loser. wheres my promise to focus on work and put aside trng? whats my priority now?
its not easy letting go of something that was once part of your life for the longest time. yea, i know i can row once in a while, i dont have to like let go of it altogether, but im born to be an athlete, i cant row once in a while, im just not rigged to do so. i need to row every single day, pushing myself to the limits, improving every day until i reach my goal. thats what i was designed to do. my purpose of life. work is just a necessity, like rest. work is where i get my food and transport from.
but i dont like it that work takes rowing away from me :( its making me a sad, stressed and always venting it out on nadzrie and we have been quarrelling oh so frequently its making both of us sad! ugh.
sometimes, i dont know how he does it. he has been absolutely patient with me. especially since ive stopped rowing frequently and gym sessions just began, my body began to crumble. first the hammies which felt as though they were gonna tear, then my right ankle from the boat accident, then my knee started to sting when i row or squat, and very most recently, the left foot. which noone knows for sure what is wrong with it. which has been very annoying, really. i'd rather know whats wrong with it, be it a fracture or a really terrible situation then not knowing at all.its been 2 weeks and the swelling and pain is still lingering around. :(
so i've made a little pinky finger promise to nadzrie, that i will not do anything else other than rowing (and sailing). no soccer, no netball, no no no. i'll try my best to avoid them at all costs.
and then comes the bloco training which stretches up to 12am with work the next day at 730am. and then theres the sailing bit which is still giving me a ray of hope.
oh and the most epic challenge God has thrown to me:
April is the month i will be handling a project for work and it will also be the month of the Olympic Qualifiers which is a once every 4 years opportunity. its making me go mad which one to decide, work or rowing.
but i guess whatever i decide to go with, i hope im more than prepared to face the consequences. insyaallah.
so you see, its not work that i cant handle. its whatever else is happneing around me that i cant handle.
i hate being sad :(
Thursday, February 02, 2012
sian.
i mean, yes, normal people would rejoice at the thought of going to work and having nothing to do, but havent you found out already? im not normal. i hate slacking. i hate having nothing to do. graaar.
i know the workload's gonna be really heavy come april. but i just found out that the asian rowing training camp starts on the EXACT SAME DAY as the first day of school for poly students in april. how nice. isnt my life great? why did i end up getting a job in which its busy days clashes with the rowing season. smart. really smart.
and right now, i REALLY HAVE NOTHING TO DO. and i would really love to go to my boss or my colleagues and ask for something to do, but im not mad. i may be smart, but not crazy. yes, minus initiative points. maybe i'll give it a try tmr. should i?
okay, so whats this about my 3 days MC?
on sunday, i had a terrible accident. it wasnt major, it was just a jump, like seriously, it was a SIMPLE jump in which i need to bend my knees and transfer the potential energy to kinetic energy and gravitational potential energy...ya, like that.
and when i was about to land, my left foot decided to give way. like it just snapped like a twig. i heard a few cracks, which was what scared the coconuts out of me. and i fell. i was sitting there like a mermaid, just trying not to move, trying not to cry. i was like, dont cry dont cry. then the pain started to seep insidiously. im gonna cry im gonna cry. and i realized i said it out loud when the others around me said, dont cry dont cry. hahahah! i didnt cry. they brought me over to the nearest bench, iced it and that was it.
it was swollen throughout the whole day i thought something was broken. the first thing that feared me was, WHAT IF I COULDNT TRAIN FOR WEEKS? :(
Nadz's parents sent me to the hospital to get it checked cuz it was utterly painful. found out there were no OBVIOUS fractures. Alhamdullilah. might be some swelling of the soft tissues around the foot. had 3 days MC for that and was bored to death at home. GAAAAH.
on tuesday, i went to see cormac and he figured it was a bruised bone with some strains on the ligaments which wasnt good, neither was it bad news.
its still bruised now, and it hurts a little when i walk, but im a strong girl. i'll do just fine. :)
now let me find something else to do. bye!
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
New things you learn everyday.
Friday, January 27, 2012
new year, new you (p2)
Major Problem 4.
Clients.
I cant let go of my clients. I am indebted to them to help them achieve their fitness goals. I enjoy trng them :(
And I have another major problem that irks me so bad right now. In rowing, there are some people who just say as they like. Some people who think that we get things easy.
#01: we whine and complain but when it comes to games day, no matter how sick we were and irresponsible as some might say, which is definitely a lesson to learn, we won a medal.
i won two.
AND OMG IF THERE WAS A COUNTER WHICH SHOWED US HOW MANY TIMES WE COMPLAINED AND HOW MANY TIMES SOME PEOPLE COMPLAINED WE WILL DEFINITELY LOSE HANDS DOWN.
gawd.
#02: we are not spoon fed, my goodness. spoonfeeding is a word some people use in excess and totally out of context. spoonfeeding means to overindulge or spoil. hmmm. let me think. which part of making us train at 7am every morning and most of the time having 2 trngs a day and the fact that we didnt miss a single training last year anywhere closer to being spoonfed? maybe having a mean of transportation to training and out of there is a luxury but that is simply because some people refuse to be friends with us therefore does not usually get the opportunity to hitch a ride with us! furthermore, anyone can sleepover at the trng cntr so one doesnt have to travel early in the morning to train.
#03: some people are not able to row right now because its their choice. as much as i dont think its a luxury to be able to join a club so that i can row, im grateful my ego is not that big and the owner of the club is pretty much okay with me rowing in his club. sometimes, somethings gotta give. its not our fault some people dont get to row with us! who told them to be so...(i cant find the perfect word to put here) awful is a too kind word.
#04: all that i know now is that im going to the qualifiers (insyaallah), i get to row, i get to gym at SSC, and some people are not!
enough said.
new year, new you.
This year, I want to make sure I do one thing I havent got the chance to do last year. TO MAKE THINGS HAPPEN. Im tired of sitting around, complaining, and having plans to do this and that and everything else but in the end nothing comes out of it. cheap talk. im tired of all that shit. so if theres one more thing i would like to add to my new year resolution, that is to get things done.
I must be awesome at my job.
Yes. My job! Work hasnt been hectic, YET. I know its gonna pick up speed like madness because I see my colleagues do their stuff and im like WHOA, im gonna die.
my job entails of being advisors to sports clubs, conducting sports and wellness classes, sitting at my desk settling paper work (AND CRAZY LOADS OF IT) and more. but the fun part is the sporty culture that my dept adopts whereby they would play sports together every fortnight. last week we played captains ball and it was crazy competitive but fun.
I wanna be awesome at my job. I wanna make a difference to people's lives, the school, the kids. But I have a major problem that is worrying the shit out of me right now.
To think about it its not a major problem, its SOME major problems.
Major Problems:
1. Rowing.
My trainings have been infrequent these days. I feel weak and slow on the boat. We still have to use the club boats which suck. I miss feeling light and strong and fast when Im rowing but my performance level has definitely dropped to ZERO after the SEA Games. This year, the association's gonna send me for the Asian Olympic Qualifiers which is definitely a huge thing! to qualify I have to be top 6 in Asia which isnt within my reach at the moment. i have to be honest with myself. i havent been trng intensively, my knee and ankle have been causing me so much pain. im not at my peak. but i have to remind myself, this year is the year i MAKE THINGS HAPPEN. i am gonna do whatever it takes to be at my best for the qualifiers. even if it means having to train at 430am.
Actually, i wanted to ease off training a little this year because i wanted to really focus on my job and do really well in it. but when i dont row, i feel that my life isnt fulfilled. i feel something amiss. so, here i am, declaring that i will never ever give up rowing for anything. if possible, i will be awesome at both rowing and my job. i will work something out somehow. impossible is nothing, right?
Thankfully, my boss is understanding. He's an athlete too. We'll see how things go from here. Insyaallah it will all go fine. :)
2. Sailing
If you dont know yet, I have been sailing with the national team. Okay it might only be 2 trainings but my goodness that sport is tough shit. Not as tough as rowing but it requires a totally different set of skills. My partner spotted me at SSC when I was gymming and she needed a partner to train with for the 2016 Olympics. my goal. On the first day of sailing, I fell into the water and hit my hip on the boat while it was going at full speed. I have a huge bruise which still hasnt faded away completely. And it has already been a month. Second training, I got better. But theres so many bruises on my shins. Sailing was fun and I think the chances of me getting into Olympics through sailing is better than rowing but NSC is bloody far, my God. and they train in the afternoons when the winds are the strongest. Which is definitely not a rower's life because by afternoon, we would be done wiht training and its our rest period.
So its definitely a totally different sport and I want to go all out for it to be really good in it. That why, its Major Problem #02.
What if it comes to a point where I have to choose between rowing and sailing?
I'll just die.
3. Bloco
It has always been in my TO-DO list: to learn a new instrument. And my chance is here. Nadz's sister has asked me if I wanted to play with Bloco and I really want but their trainings are FAR and at night, which is usually either my training period or mush needed rest period. but i really dont wanna miss this chance to learn, for free. and Bloco's really awesome.
sigh.
there's too much going on is there?
somethings gonna change.
it must be rearranged, oh.
hahaha!
okay, on a serious note. theres too little time in a day to fulfill all my dreams and desires. and i cant be awesome at everything. or can i? ;0
ridiculous. sigh. this is hard. i wish they'd just pay me to row. then i dont have to worry about anything at all. :(
Saturday, January 14, 2012
The Erg.
ruined. my. saturday.
thats what ergs do.
thats what losers would say.
yeah, im a loser.
for today.
felt like even more of a total loser when i told my sailing friend i couldnt sail because i was on the verge of sweating out lethargy. i was like a dead fish. made my bf angry for something he totally didnt do. stomped home alone, (more like dragged my feet home) only to be greeted by noone at home. slept like a pig. feeling like shit because i hate afternoon naps they make me feel like ive wasted my day and oh man the grogginess. oh erg, you really did killed me.
yes so whats up with this sailing thing?
been wanting to try out sailing for a few months now but only started to get on the boat on thursday. which turned out to be pretty exciting. i was actually on a 470. and sailing it. and doing the trapeze thing which looked like this:
yeah, my body was actually parallel to the water. and the sea water splashing on my face like its the most fun thing to be happening. really, exhilirating. and damn tiring. im so weak. omg. whats up with my fitness? and hello? qualifications in april. are u kidding me? time to pull up my socks, man. this is bad. what happened to the new year resolution of being at my fittest ever. gaah, im such a loser.
and yes, stop calling yourself that before it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy.
im so sad and tired. and i start work on monday. im excited, but but but (i know, WHY IS THERE A BUT!) looking at how my trainings (both rowing and sailing) would be affected because i'll be working full-time, im not really that excited. BUT yes, lets put training aside for a bit. maybe a week or two. focus on my work, and slowly start fitting trainings into my schedule. hows that? i mean, i cant live my life just complaining and not think of ways how to make things easier right? i think.
there you go. im all better now. despite the swollen eyes from my 100 yrs of crying after the erg testSSSS and dead tired body, i have to pick myself back up again. ergos can ruin my day, but hell no can they ruin my life.
and for that i would like to extent my utmost appreciation to my bf, nadzrie hyckell, for sitting down with my after my erg test telling me to stop crying, get a hold of myself and pick myself back up although at that point of time i was wailing like an ass and being so stubborn i didnt want to lift my ass off the ground for like what seemed like hours. so thank you, sayang, for being so patient with my nonsense.
so this year will be a whole lot of WORK (yes, it comes first), rowing and sailing (both with equal priorities) i dont know how im gonna achieve that but nothing is impossible, right?
right.
this entry is full of bull, shit and nonsense. bye.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
One thing I've learnt today:
Resolution #06: learn to not depend on others.
Resolutions- part two.
See my new year resolutions are doing pretty well! For now :/
Resolution #04: to be at my fittest. Ever.
A) Did my 2k erg test last week, almost died and didn't complete it. What a loser sia. Complained of my ankle hurting. In actual fact i was just weak. Weakling. Graaar. I need to get below 7:25mins which means I have to maintain at 1:50-1:51 splits. 14 January. May God grant me with all the power and endurance on that day when I sit for the test.
B) I want to start running again. And do it fast. I miss being able to complete a 2.4km in 11mins3secs. My aim this year is to complete it in 10:55mins. And to complete a 10k race in 45mins.
C) I want that 6 pacs hot bod. This time- for real. And I'm gonna make it happen.
#05: I'll take up a religious class. And attend all the classes. Insyaallah.
That's it I guess. I have more under my sleeve but I don't want to sound very cliche and corny and lame so I'll just stick to 5 reasonable and achievable ones for now.
Oh and recently, my knee's starting to swell up to say hello. Great. And the waters during our evening trainings have been madness I'd rather sail or windsurf then to be bogged up and down by the crazy waves. Every training I'll either end up mad at myself or pissed at the others (incld the water). Most of the time, both. That's why Nadzrie once said, duing training, he's single. How rude kan!
But I still love him, whether or not he's 4 or 5 years younger than me. I still love him, where he's a pilot or a rower or an engineer. I still love him as long as he loves me back the same. :)
Too cheesy.
Bye.
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