Waves

Mood: Relaxed

Listening to: Drifting by Enya (Amarantine)

Went on a road trip to North Stradbroke Island aka Straddie on Saturday.

Hadn’t been there myself so was pleasantly surprised by the many breathtaking views around the island.

Seeing the deep blue hues of the Coral Sea and South Pacific Ocean, hearing the sound of the fierce waves crashing against the rocks, feeling the powerful gusts of wind kissing my sun burnt cheeks…

It reminded me of Sorrento, Port Phillip Bay back when I was still studying in Melbourne.

The sensation cannot be put in words, but can only be captured onto these pictures…

Cylinder Beach, Straddie

Dune Rocks, Straddie

Home Beach, Straddie

South Gorge, Straddie

Blue Lake National Park, Straddie

South Gorge, Straddie

Redland Bay, Cleveland

There were viewing spots for whale watching but I saw dolphins instead. See if you can spot them in the picture…

View of the Coral Sea / South Pacific Ocean from Straddie

A relaxing weekend well spent in the outdoors, looking forward to next weekend already.

Diminish

Mood: Pensive

Listening to: Vanessa Mae

My forearm is healing slowly but surely.

I’ve taken off the brace and have but a slight discomfort twisting it counter clockwise.

The chinese acupuncturist told me my veins were convoluted, and that blood was not flowing properly.

Not to worry, he says, a couple of well placed needles around the nerve points should do the trick.

Voila, a hint of electric shock waves traversed through my nervous system and next thing I knew, the pain diminished…

*****

Sometimes, how I wish life and it’s many…issues, to put it mildly, could be resolved with just a stab of a few minute pins into our minds that the worries would simply diminish as well.

Alas, there is no such remedy but to face it all head on, stepping into unknown territory and merely hoping for the best outcome.

Sometimes, I’m not even sure what the best outcome is.

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Greed.

To want it all, and to have it all.

The need to satisfy an insatiable desire.

A desire that will have no end because no matter how hard one tries, it’s never enough.

Discontent results from the failure to discern what it is that one truly wants in the first place.

In the end, the answer is quite simple.

Contentment.

When you have it, you take it for granted.

Once lost, it’s lost forever.

This is human nature.

To take risks unnecessarily, to explore the boundless possibilities, to reach for the stars.

But be careful what you wish for.

It might not be what you had in mind…

Pain

Mood: Sombre

Listening to: World News on Channel SBS

I’m in pain.

Specifically, my right forearm is in pain.

Nearly took a tumble on the staircase at my office. Somehow, my feet slipped on the treacherous steps.

As a result of my breaking the fall, I hit my right forearm on the steel railing.

I’ve inadvertantly twisted my muscle, or ligament, or whatever…

Now it’s all wrapped up like a mummy’s hand, with a new hand/wrist brace which I bought during lunch today.

It just had to be my right hand/forearm, an inconvenient predicament. Now there are a lot of things I can no longer do with my right hand.

I guess I now have an excuse to park my car at the parking bay for the disabled… it’s always difficult to find parking in urban Brissie.

Chores

Mood: Tired

Listening to: Today Tonight on Channel Seven

Been busy the whole weekend.

Busy spring-cleaning and washing and scrubbing…

Just finished vacuuming and the only thing left now is to rest.

So much dust, so little time…

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My mum and dad are due to arrive tomorrow morning.

That means a whole 2 weeks of home cooked food again.

Nice.

I have a feeling I’ll turn into my alter ego, Doraemon by the next month…

Nobita

Mood: Famished

Listening to: The Four Seasons by Antonio Vivaldi and Doraemon Theme Song

I have a peculiar weight issue.

It tends to fluctuate dramatically according to weather.

I’m not sure if other people have the same issue but it seems to be a trend in my life.

Back in Malaysia, it fluctuates between the moonsoon and hot seasons…

Here in Australia, it fluctuates between the four seasons…

So far, it seems to be holding true because this is my current weight in the first month of spring…

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Friends always ridiculed my weight fluctuations.

When I’m a wee bit fat, they call me Doraemon.

When I’m a wee bit fit, they call me Nobita.

Somehow, I’ve inadvertantly developed a split physical persona between 2 well known anime characters, and I’m not sure if I’m at all pleased…

I know lots of people, particularly girls dig the cute Doraemon.

But frankly, I prefer being Nobita… (metaphorically speaking, of course)