Impossible

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did, I did...

This is such a good song. I can closely relate to these lyrics. Although it seems that I used to simply, haphazardly, and/or carelessly begin to like people, I took caution whenever it came to getting close to them, no matter who each person was. I never wanted to talk too much to get too close because I was never willing to give away a piece of myself to somebody who I knew wouldn't be permanent. I was afraid. Sometimes these days, I catch myself doing the same thing. But I go through that entire process considerably less often nowadays because my perspective has altered a bit over the past two years or so.

I'm sure you've heard at least one person say that there are two sides to everything. Well, yes, one of my philosophies of life is that there are two or more sides to everything. So the other side of my perspective on the topic is to have faith. While I take caution in knowing people and befriending them, I should also have faith that they won't just steal that piece of me that they may receive, that they will protect it and help me realize that I don't always have to have a negative view of people.

I hope that made sense.

I don't know. My stomach hurts. Maybe I feel bloated. Either way, it isn't pleasant. It's like heartburn in my stomach. That's what happens when I eat "foreign" food twice in one day! More on that in the next paragraph. But I just kind of burped a...hollow burp, if you will. And my stomach feels just a tad better. I probably should get up and walk around while drinking water or something like that. But I'll just sit here and blog anyway. Like the couch potato I can be!

Today, I woke up at 9:22 because hypoglycemia persisted. I loitered around in the living room until almost eleven, when I finally got picked up for the day's "adventure". We started off by being two minutes late for McDonald's breakfast menu and instead got a large vanilla ice coffee (I hope I will be able to fall asleep okay tonight), two apple pies, and a McChicken for a total of a little over four dollars. Good deal to start the day with! I mean, good deal to start of an hour-long car ride with, ha. Who knew going to the city utilities company and searching for an Internet company location could be so boring? Then we got to the house, which wasn't at all what I expected (not that I expected much, really), where I helped to construct a chair. One simple office chair took nearly two hours for the two of us to assemble. Then I had Mongolian barbecue for lunch. Let's just say that I can live life just fine without Mongolian barbecue. And then I had Yogurtland--with mango frozen yogurt! I hadn't had mango flavor since that one time over a year ago in Alhambra. Yum.

Then on to another trek to find the Internet company, which seemed pretty shady to me, but whatever. After a semi-success with that, we returned to the house with the intention to set up the bookshelf. Half an hour later, we realized that all of our hard work yielded nothing because the parts wouldn't go together all the way! In other words, the whole thing wobbles standing up so that it can't even stand up without being held by human hands. Then one part dropped and the wood chipped off, which chipped off wood from another piece. So we gave up and threw it away. Moral of the story: buy a quality bookcase, even if it costs more.

Around seven, we left the house to go to dinner at Red Lobster in Puente Hills. What a disappointment Red Lobster was: all the seafood was fried, except for the tilapia, which was grilled. In any case, it was such a shame. Why would you fry away the natural goodness of rich seafood? And charge so much for it?! The salad, water, and service were good, though. Now I have stomach problems again, however. :(

In other words, I will never again eat at Red Lobster. Not worth it. I now place my seafood faith only in Asian cuisine. And the excretion of it and any other food, as always, in the toilet.

Remember that shot I took yesterday? My right arm hurts SO much. It's worse than any soreness I have had from working out. I mean, I can't even hold up a toothbrush to brush my teeth without wincing. Or move my right arm at all without feeling it. Goodness gracious, this is so wrong. In addition to that, my right wrist is sore too because I played volleyball for the first time in a long time last night at the church gym. In conclusion, my right arm is not in good shape. Darn that DTAP shot and that volleyball!

Oh, wait. My right shoulder hurts, too, from bowling. What the heck...

I really need to find my flash drive and my boxes of contact lenses. Utterly, inexplicably vital.

Now I shall watch until the end of "CSI: NY", then blow dry my hair to go to sleep.

Good night, all!