But that’s ok.
Currently Playing: Mono - Follow The Map (thanks to Ely-chan. Seriously babe, the piano is just uh-MAY-zing)
I’m learning that one of the benefits of not sleeping after Subuh is that it leaves more room for blessings to fill your day. Today has been great, Alhamdulillah. No library work though, it just got to the point where I was getting sick of looking at/holding books, which is a point I never want to reach. Coincidentally my sister wasn’t well, and only one of her friends was available, so I thought it was best to call it off and finish the work tomorrow morning.
I substituted library work for housework and decided to potter around the house for a bit. In the morning we got news that my cousin’s finally delivered her baby safe and sound. The little girl’s name is Iman (a name I’ve fought with Murni over-we both called dibs on it at the same time, so I guess Murni wins this one!) and it’ll be a while before we actually get to meet her, since they’re all in the UK. But I have no doubt everyone in the family is ready to see her. The thing about my father’s side of the family is that we’re all quite fierce, and that applies to love as well.
In the afternoon, I made this for lunch:
Yeah ok, so its easier than it looks. But still! Progress is progress.
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One of the things I was worried about when my sister brought her friends along to help with the library was that I’d be the sore thumb sticking out among them. Small kids, I have no problem with, but teens? And I’m supposed to be the adult among them? I mean I still act like I’m 16 sometimes! But as I’ve said, her friends are a funny lot, and it’s good that they’re so receptive and responsive to the things I say. I hate those situations when you say something and you’re met with an awkward silence because it’s just, like, so totally uncool. But the ones I’ve had the opportunity to hang around with these past few days (namely Alisa, Izat and Nadrah) are really good people. I’ve had good fun listening to my sister talk to them while we work, sometimes overhearing snippets of their conversation and joining in, and maybe regaling them with a few stories of uni life.
Hearing them talk about where they’re going, where their friends are headed off to, their plans and dreams of making it…it just feels so surreal that I’m done with that stage of life. It’s like I never aged, like I’m still 17, just done with SPM and staring out into the infinite possibilities of the future. This is why I like listening to them talk among themselves. They’ve still got so much lying in front of them, I wish I could give them something that’ll always remind them that no matter what happens, it’s going to be ok.
I’m such a sap.
Anyway, I came across this the other day:
LOL. This is just so true. Unfortunately I tend to listen to things the other way round. I catch the blah blah blahs and conveniently forget about the exam part. Why? Because I have enough people stressing about exams around me without having to join in. I actually miss lectures, can you believe it? I do.
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A parting thought for the day:
Dreams really are a collection of images you’ve seen or thought about during the day. Yesterday in the library we talked about second-hand cars, RM1 coins and I remember seeing a poster about dogs after we were done for the day. Last night I ended up dreaming about buying a second-hand car which thought it was a dog, and ate RM1 coins to keep itself happy. Yeah, I don’t get it either.
But I’ve been trying to fit Lee Pace into my head, along with lavender fields and coconut shells so with luck tonight I’ll be dreaming of having a walk with him before settling down for a picnic.
Enough said here!
