Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Here's wishing everyone a very merry and happy Christmas! Hope you all have a blessed and meaningful one this year.     To baby Jesus, "Happy Birthday!" (Though it's not the real day, but still.) You are the real reason why Christmas is celebrated around the world. And let us not forget that lest we be too caught up with the gifts and merry-making (drinking, eating, the usual stuff  :D) Personally, for this year, I do not have much of that Christmas joy or spirit. (Hey, I'm here blogging on Christmas Day!! Who on earth does that?) I don't know why. I mean I still enjoy Christmas but this year I feel that something is really missing. Every Christmas I used to feel happy, joyful with a great warmth inside of my heart (You know, that glowing kind of feeling). Christmas songs especially make me feel giddy with joy and excitement. This year, however, I'm feeling a bit down. Perhaps it's because I didn't really prepare much for Christmas, body, m

Five things you MAY not know about me. 1. I'm not a pill popper. I cannot, cannot swallow pills. A small stupid pill will take me 20 minutes for every attempt, during which should I fail, I will just spit out the half dissolved pill into the sink. I know, what a waste. But I can't. My esophagus simply won't allow me to swallow. Too small. Need a wider one hahaha. 2. I have a phobia of crossing drains, longkangs anything that's more than 20 cm apart. Even when I take the escalators, I take extreme precaution. I take ten seconds to get across or on the escalator. I fear tripping and falling over. According to Chinese 'pantangs', babies must not have their feet tickled lest they will not be able to cross drains. I think someone must have tickled my feet when I was a baby. Hmph. 3. I dance to random music though not in public becasue I'm shy!! But you can see me bopping my head or tapping my feet a bit once in a while. Ask my sisters. They think I'm nuts. I

As the year 2009 comes to a close, I can't help but reflect throughout the year. The things I've done, the things I didn't do and the things which I now wished that I did or did not do. Of course I regret the things which I said out of anger and in temper. Words said can never be taken back no matter how much you apologize. I mean, even if the other person forgives you, your relationship with that person is never going to be the same. It's like getting burned, the scar remains there. I am so sorry to those I have hurt. It's especially true for those whom I love and am close with. There are other things that I regret. Among them, there is one that I regret quite a lot... Not the most, but one of the major ones. I regret not signing up for that US programme. Though Meow persuaded me quite hard, I decided not to go. I suppose I let my fears cripple me from participating in something different, something life changing. I regret that I let my fears hold me back. Come