memories are like aged wine, the older the better

woke up to a bad stomach this morning and i really had to go at once. we had a quasi communal dinner along one of those restaurant type eateries at capitol building (opposite cityhall station) in which i ate really little compared to normal and thus have no rationale for my upset stomach. perhaps my food was laced with “special ingredient”.

it was easy to recall what i ate. during an impromptu lunch with terence, eugene and ericia yesterday, i had noodles and i had it again for dinner with cat, yongan and ericia (it seems like ages ago when many a times the two of us would meet up to twice in a day and yesterday was terrific as such). both times my meals were more than half unfinished. appetite literally went down by half. i have no idea why except that it could just be a passing phase. my cravings have been geared towards sweeter and savoury stuff. i know i shouldn’t have ice cream (due to period cramps) but i couldn’t resist when we pass mcdonalds. another thing i’ve wanted to re-introduce to my diet is juicing. i need a new juicer to replace the cranky one. i miss the goodness of juicing. i’d do it now if i have a juicer. but i need to prioritize my spending. and juicing might just have to wait till next month. i’m not sure if my lack of appetite is resulted from stress. perhaps it was the past two stressful weekends working from home. you can be sure i’m looking forward to this one with much fervor since i hadn’t enjoyed the past two.

i’m toying with the idea of unlocking my old blog entries. to be honest, i first asked myself for permission to re-read old entries. i didn't want to bring up indignation from within no matter how righteous it seems. the pre-requisite was that i had to be emotionally balanced and as a matter of fact, i just spent the past two nights chuckling, smiling and indulging in older and dearer long-lost memories of yesteryear. while there was sadness that tugged at my heartstrings, i realized i chronicled mostly good times. more saliently, the best times were chronicled around school, group studies, outings, friendship, a little of struggling with keeping my emotional battle in check, and how my general attitude was formed towards life. of course, and happier times when i was in love. it pretty much generates positive vibes reflective of the current self i present to the world today. at least that's what i feel.

in retrospect, i felt i have forgotten how to be a girlfriend. the last i checked, i'm single for two and a half years now. i don't know if that's possible but that's pretty much how i feel right now. i also realized that many times i make plans based on how i feel and every futuristic plan exclude an important outlook on love. at times, i have a very sticky stand on things. and i have criterias now, compared to just a couple of years ago.

i don't have much pet peeves and is actually quite nice but a default way to irk me would be to impose your views on my beliefs with gusto. i respect every opinion because each is entitled to his or her own. i like a good challenge but sometimes very close friends would enforce their values on me and i'd always let it slide cos i know it's with kind intent. i want to bring joy to people. sometimes i wish people can see that.

anyway, i’m going to start loosening some leg muscles this weekend. i lugged home my running shoes after working out at the club yesterday. ericia is having a stay over at zizhong’s prearranged birthday chalet with the “hehs” clique. i know for sure she’s going to have an exciting albeit exhausting weekend. i’d love to have her as a movie companion tonight but she’s zipping off to help out after work. instead, i might probably just catch it on my own.

Up, here goes nothing. =)