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23.3.23
I had one of the worst AGE in my fair share of AGE experiences. On top of that, I had menses (Day 2)
Let me document it.
Woke up earlier than usual with unusual tummy discomfort but not unbearable. Went back to sleep. Woke up again an hour later; expelling pungent gas, feeling nauseous with worsening abdominal pain.
Required 3 visits to the toilet to crap it all out #$@^#$ Almost died in the bathroom because of lack of ventilation. It didn't end there. I was feeling nauseous the entire afternoon and kept burping this petai stink that resembles ... well, fart. Was feeling lethargic the whole day because of so much output (don't forget about the blood loss too).
You'd think the purging would have deflated my abdomen significantly by then, but naurrrr, unfortunately, I am still fat.
I forced myself to make chicken soup instead of getting takeout. Best decision I've made in a while because I felt way better :') Chicken soup is truly one of the most comforting foods in the world.
Today I learned that Spotify local files saved into playlists are accessible on my iPhone by a simple toggle in the settings > Local Files menu.
The things I am grateful for today:
My body, for recovering from a bad AGE within a day
Discovering Arthur C. Brooks - a Harvard Professor who shared insights about happiness.
<3
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#nowplaying
"당신은...나는 바보입니다 (Acoustic ver.)" (With You...I'm a Fool)Stay
One of my favorite Korean ballad songs =‘)
Today I am thankful that we have access to songs of various languages.
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St. Croix River antique fishing compound renovation, MN. Peterssen/Keller Architecture, Minneapolis. Hoffman Construction. George Heinrich photo.
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mind over matter x ICB
self-doubts and uncertainties about the future had been clouding my mind for a while now - especially when
it is not about not knowing what i want, rather it is about the fear of choosing the wrong path.
got to admit that the past week had been one of the worst battle with myself. i could have done better, be more courteous toward people and generally tolerated the work environment better.
writing to remember my struggle during my last posting, juggling between my overwhelmed emotions and work.
i hope that the people who were affected would forgive me.
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for anyone that’s having a bad day, here are pictures of animals sniffing flowers
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I bite my ice cream
that’s a circle of hell no one should descend to
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What advice will you give to your younger self?
That you are already on the right path not giving a shit about what people think when you are true to yourself and doing what is right. There will be assholes throughout your life for reasons unbeknownst to anyone but themselves. But they do not reflect you, so just dgaf and take good care of yourself.
Be patient and foster a calmer state of mind so you don’t let temper get the better of you. Expressing annoyance and frustration is normal and allowed but it doesn’t have to ruin a day/affect others/result in poor decision-making
Be grateful of the moments in life. Don’t take things for granted because nothing lasts forever. When something dear to you cease to exist, you know you were once grateful. You know you gave thanks. You remember. And most of the time remembering pain is healthier than burying it.
Also, facing setbacks head-on yourself or asking for help > shying away and reckoning that your close friends and family will be around to clean up the mess.
Accept that your ideals and standards are not always regarded favorably by people. You enjoy your freedom, so do the rest of the world.
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Responsibility and freedom are two challenging weights to balance on a scale.
It gets harder the older you get. I honestly don’t know how parents do it. It is already overwhelming to be responsible of ourselves. Average age of having children is probably 25-30 now. Most 25-year-olds just graduated from universities, or entered the working scene for <2 years. Time passes so fast! 9 months of pregnancy, 1 year of ooh-ooh/aah-aah/mama/dada, another year of playing blocks with baby, pinching baby’s cheeks, sniffing buttocks, etc, and bam that’s 3 years of your life.
Too bad freedom and responsibility do not share a linear relationship. They kinda do in ‘with freedom comes responsibility’, but not the other way round.
I am getting increasingly puzzled by how people save money for themselves and their offsprings.
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