The rate at which my stomach is going weird on me, is starting to get worrying.
I can be eating fine for 3-4 days and then suddenly...wham bham slam...stomach spoil...and I am reduced to eating simple fare or soupy light foods.
Man, is this a Chloe syndrome? She used to be like this too ain't it? Hmm mm...
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Double-standards.
Guess we are all guilty of it sometimes. Just a matter of whether we realise it or not.
Perhaps before you flare up in the future. Think of whether you have done the same before, or not.
Or perhaps before you judge others. Think of whether you have done the same before, or not.
Double-standards. I am on the receiving end ever so often. If I counter, I get brushed off.
Fine whatever. I don't have the energy to pursue.
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Just suddenly. The wild notion of throwing in the towel at work seems gorgeous.
Leaving everything behind and going on a year-long adventure around the world.
I could be working at a Parisian cafe one week and watching lions chasing their prey in the Sahara desert the next week.
I could be having sushi in Hokkaido one week and bathing in hot springs in Taiwan the next.
I could be haggling prices in Bangkok one week and playing roulette in Vegas the next!!!
I could be prancing around with kangaroos in Australia one week and visiting the Vatican in Rome the next!!!!
I could be visiting Tutankhamen's tomb in Egypt one week and skiing in the Alps the next!!!!
Man oh man...hope I dream of this tonight...
Life...and its many possibilities...
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I feel like rearing fish in a sudden mad craze.
Seeing little fishes swimming around, watching them eat or chew on algae...
I think it's therapeutic...
Thing is, I don't like cleaning fish tanks.
Phobia since young when I had to help Dad clean his 4-feet long tank. Bleah.
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