Coffee Kills!!
Or at least it will give you really REALLY bad headaches. Take my word for it.
I have been keeping myself busy for the past few days. While dusting and updating my portfolio I realised I need a scanner to digitise all these materials that I produced and I don’t have one! The slim and impossibly cute Konica digital camera that I have has gone bonkers (in all fairness, it is 3 years old and counting, long before the digital camera revolution swept the country). Tak apa. Let’s pray lightning strikes twice and someone will gift me a Digital Camera again this year.
My mood has improved tremendously since the last time I posted something in here. The rain helped.
(from Wikipedia: This beautifully moving drama is based on the real-life struggles of a 15-year-old girl named Aya who suffered from an incurable disease, but lived life to the fullest until her death at 25. The script is based on the diary Aya kept writing until she could no longer hold a pen. The book that later followed entitled “One Litre of Tears" has sold over 1.1 million copies in Japan alone.
Aya’s only wish was “to live." By carefully depicting Aya’s earnest desire to live, and the love of her family, friends, and lover, the drama, “One Litre of Tears" wishes to deliver her simple but strong message: “Just being alive is such a lovely and wonderful thing." —Fuji TV)
Speaking of dusting, I saw that we have the 1 Litre of Tears (Ichi Ritoru no Namida) Box Set, this Japanese dorama that Awa was raving about. The title should be taken as a literal warning. I haven’t watched it but the title is telling. I wrote probably two lines of a song (ending with "1 litre of tears is all I leave behind") while thinking of what the girl, Aya, must have been feeling but then decided it was too depressing.
I have been thinking about death and the whole dying process. I suppose everyone does. No? Well I do. And it worries me. Not the dying. But what comes after … like the unpaid bills, study loans, funeral costs et cetera. See, even when I am morbid I am practical. So, this is a new to-do thing that will be added into my new year’s resolution tally: once the new job is sorted out I will get my house and finances in order, review my insurance policies and EPF nominations, schedule half-yearly physicals (instead of yearly, which I always do roundabout the time of my birthday)… all those responsible, scary adult stuff. I really must start behaving like one now that I am merely 8 years away from retirement. Oh! Retirement fund. See, I knew I was forgetting something.
But till then, just being alive is such a lovely and wonderful thing!
