1st wake up call

It striked me last night that mid March is over. I keep wondering has the motion of time gotta do with age?
I dislike March. A long month without holidays and hot weather. I clearly remember how torturous last March was and look it's already coming end March year 07, I remind you.

I was telling myself (And writing down. I have a secret red book) to stop being pathetic.
Pathetic's a harsh word and yes I do feel pathetic.
How and why on earth am I always feeling like not doing enough and really never did anything enough. Laziness is a disease that become an old habit hard to die. It doesn't die the hard way, it's simply the undead.
I feel insecure and I feel pathetic. Yet I have the pride to tell the world I am content and I am happy. How pathetic is that?

I didn't lie when I mean I am content and happy. Just that we all know that beings feel that same way sometimes, no matter how rich or poor, pretty or ugly,successful or not.

I wanted to watch Ugly Betty last night. There was a short period of time when I first started this job, that having less than 6 hours of sleep doesnt matter just to get Lost.
Somehow with time and perhaps some other forgotten causes,I traded that for more than 8 hours of sleep mostly and still feeling lethargic the next day.

I did watch Ugly Betty for the first 15 minutes or so and I was, sadly, not very interested in that sitcom. Despite having suffice sleep, I still have not a good trip to Lalala land.(aka nightmare of the 3rd kind but I was rather brave in my dreams, always.)

For at least half of Monday, I reminded myself to WAKE UP and start living. Thankfully the spell only breaks in at the later half of the day. I felt thankful for work and colleagues, and the day to seize the breathe. (what breathe..duh. But I like incoherent usuage of words.)

Just to share a lil' usual family tale.My parents doesnt like the idea of keeping dogs as pets. (and maybe they just dont exactly like pets. Stinky and Stinko are still here cos' they are alive.)

My uncle called to ask if I wanna keep a JackRussell. He knew better than that and so he convinced ownself that it's not viable.
So I reached home with messy hair and sweats and I believed I only said, "Jiu Jiu...(= uncle)" and my mum said,"Ni bu yong xiang..(You dont even need to think about it).blah blah blah."

Haha...I wasnt even trying to sell the idea.

The rest of the Thai pics...Sigh..a chore.Maybe by weekend, I shall load another part.