The full moon is coming,
To tail the Capricorn moon.
Let misunderstandings sleep.
Let the angst subside.
Forgive, accept and heal.
It must not be forgot;
Family is wrought by blood.

One word, one word from that certain person is all it takes to flood a tranquil night with a cornucopia of positive and negative emotions.

What exactly do you want from me? Grow up and make up your mind. I don’t want to go through that rollercoaster of unanswered questions again.

But in the end, love supersedes all and I am thankful that I am still remembered.

Some friendships are similar to how a child handles his or her toys. When it’s new, it is given constant time and attention in order to maintain its pristine state. Once it reaches over saturation, it’s left in a state of moribundity on the shelf and replaced with another, or whichever comes first. In the same manner, that new object is given the same amount of energy and time, and once it has served its purpose, it will be placed on the shelf with the others.

Just like with friends, you are well aware that they will always be there – on that shelf – no matter what happens. They become part of the shelf. Just there. Sitting silently – A spectator to the events around it. More often than not, you forget that it still needs care – not as needy as before, but nonetheless, it still needs attention. Otherwise, it will deteriorate. You think that because you have moved on, your friend has moved on as well - in a direction and pace parallel to yours. The gap subsequently widens until it reaches breaking point. Attempts to repair the friendship will be made, but most of the time, it will never be like it was before.

I can’t believe that two weeks has passed already. My life as a professional bum is over! Nonetheless, I did manage to accomplish some very important tasks: move to a new and better apartment, fix things in the new apartment, set-up my roomie’s cable TV and phone line, and learn a new recipe (not that I really follow it - it’s more fun to express reckless impulsiveness in the kitchen).

On the not-so-bright side of the spectrum, I have to say I am drained to the core with the Mummy’s illness. While I have completely accepted that my mother has cancer, I find it hard to accept that she is giving up. Theoretically speaking, it isn’t fatal and it responds very well to treatment. So, I find it unacceptable that she is giving up on chemotherapy. It is hard enough being far from home at a time like this, but hearing her say, “I don’t want to do the chemo anymore” is just devastating. It’s tough to convince her to push through with it and I am fully aware that the decision is still hers. But, it just seems so unfair.

Another soul let go.

Another task completed.

Life is short.

I am thankful for what was and what will be.

I burned myself: first degree burn on the left hand and second degree burns on the right thigh. Oh what fun.

I have recently discovered this lovely, lovely book by Antoinette Portis. From a speech pathologist’s point of view, it is a good way of helping the children understand negation, encourage their imaginative thinking and predict outcomes by guessing how the bunny would use the box next. Its simple sentence construction is not at all daunting to children who are beginning to read. Another plus, is that the illustrations in this book is very vivid with minimal distractions, so it helps children with Autism focus more.

There is no point in resurrecting something that is already biologically dead. In this case, it hasn’t completely reached the state of rigor mortis. Sometimes, I am too stubborn and would nitpick at it from time to time, even if I am aware that my efforts are futile. Perhaps, it is the result of that periodical loneliness that I experience when I absorb too much negative energy from others. But, I must move on now.

I hate MS Word 2007. Farewell to my shortcut keys. They have retained some but not all of them. Now, work will be slower with the mouse.

Ah… my newest object of desire: the Microsoft Surface. I have to say that it looks like a supine-lying microwave oven with an extra huge lid – definitely not aesthetically pleasing. Nonetheless, the features that entail manipulating your files with normal hand gestures seem highly interesting. I heard that AT&T will be the first to install it in a retail environment. Can’t wait, can’t wait. I crave.