*sigh*
I've been getting remarks about how thin I've gotten in the last couple of months.I'm beginning to think that this is not something to be laughed about.I eat at least ONE proper meal a day and I'm not talking about some wheat bar.I'm talking about rice.I go running every other day.I'm just feeling a bit sick still.No idea why.
Shu thinks I should consult a doctor.One part of me says that it is PROBABLY the thing to do but I keep thinking that I'm ok or at least 85% of myself is still functioning properly.Well,I can still play the guitar and sing and go jamming and write songs and draw.That should make up pretty much MOST of my normality :/
I was at JB yesterday.Went to visit my aunties and uncles and grand aunties and cousins.A lot of them still look at me like I'm a kid.Then,I met my long lost cousin.She's one of the coolest people I've met.She's younger than I am and she's gone through a lot.I'm talking about the craziest shit anyone her age could have ever gone through.The best part is,she and I could still sit back and chat and laugh out loud the way we used to.She proposed a holiday on the first day of Eid.I am SO in!
Seriously,more than half of the population in this country would be at their respective hometowns on that day of the year and the roads would be clear.That would totally be the only time to hang around some place away from people!I'd say we throw a party as well since it's gonna be her birthday anyways.Hurmm.......my only concern is if Shu fails to take the day off.Or several days off.
*Why do I sound like I am ALWAYS on holiday?*<---at some point I may be just that.
Anyways,I'm glad I went to see her yesterday.The last time I saw her was about 2 years ago and she still forget's Azim's name.She keeps calling him Rashid.I know,I should get them all to wear a name tag to the next family gathering.
My dad went through some old albums back at his late dad's house.I saw some wicked picture of the old man in his youth.There's only ONE word to describe how he looked like back then.BELIA!I don't know if anyone else is familiar with this term but my mum and my uncle use it all the time.And of course,I came across some pictures of Eno and I when we were super little.I looked like a really happy baby!Not to mention,FAT!
Oh yeah,I also met my aunt's no longer tiny kitten who was being super playful and crazy.He almost bit through my skin and into my veins!I could have ended up with holes on my wrist!Snow Bear bit me once.......well,several times.I think he almost killed me once coz he bit way too hard that I screamed.I have this feeling that he has this lovehate feeling towards me.
