Jackie

I swear I didn't do this.

Might be this person..

😏😏

Overdone

After a weeklong of feeling my nostrils blocked and sore throat, I am doomed with this irritating cough I've never had in my life. Living in a freaking throat candy to ease the cause of taking care of my self-badly.

I don't understand why it had to come on a festive weekend and right when I'm meeting friends I haven't seen in a while. What a blooper. 

Talking about my uncooperative throat, it itched the whole night making my voice so harsh and sexy. But sexy voice is not needed on all these occasions, I needed energy and well tuned voice to be able to talk and of course down few beers.

A dear friend came down miles away to pick me up. I was already intoxicated at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. How nice- yeah nice. We picked up some birthday gifts for our friends at the outlet park. Good lord my feet sore but was able to buy great sentimental stuff for our friends. It was fun.

Still my voice husky. I think I talked and acted like drunk as well. Oops, wait nobody knows me. I'd be just another lady in a rainforest dress if anyone cared. Time to rock the girls up.

We came to the restaurant reserved for us, six minutes late. Oh yeah, they were probably thinking we're not coming then when everyone arrived they thought we're group of "b" that ends with an "s" girls  for being late. Oh Japan.

Since we haven't seen each other in years- we chatted for years too. The staff  might have thought to kick us out. We started our beverages- chat more, eat more and more of the chat. My voice is killing me already. One commented on me having a British accent. Okay, I understand her. Haha

Now the night is going to end for some but not for others including me. We head to the nearest karaoke place. Wohooo! Can I hold it? I asked myself. Hell yes! And so I went with my voice coarse like unprocessed seasalt and rough as sandpaper. Goodness. I sang but no one cared. I danced everyone laughed. Hard. 

It's time to go home at 3am. I had a very good time and is well recommended to do it again but I lost my voice completely. From singing, laughing and coughing, that's where the magic lied. Uhuh.

All Sunday I was again up for another ride around the town. Played shooting game and won some prices. Yay. Couple more beers and  there, I'm down. Following day I called in sick. First ever time I called sick because of  bad cough and lost voice. Where is it?  Eh di wow. I must have overdone it. Now I'm  struggling not even being able to hear my own voice. Plenty of :-( faces but the punctuation mark really is plenty of :-) faces.

Cloudy Dreams

The sun has finally showed up after three weeks of hiding. It's been an annoying three weeks I haven't had in a long while. It poured every drop of rain there is up in the sky. All of it, seemingly none left for the upcoming months. I assume it's going to be a record breaking heat come summertime.

I gained few pounds and my students have gone mad not being able to go out in the playground. Busses and trains are becoming late on a daily basis. It's taken a toll to everyone and everything around me. It felt like sun the God is not going to ever come out and end my misery.

One Saturday hungover morning I woke feeling well, hungover--and mellow. I actually like waking without the sunlight beaming into my bedroom. I can hear the rain pitter-patter on my balcony. Nice also ugly. Anyways,  I picked my favorite brush, chose a paper and clipped onto my clipboard. I sat on the beside and here is what I came up to.

A lady that is clouded by dreams. I suppose that is me or could be you..

The Sign

It was one of the days I come home early in the afternoon. Coming home at past 6 pm has been early to me since I have taken a new job. Usually not being able to see and admire the day looking at this beautiful sunset has made me think I have not done such a thing for almost eight months.

My train home is cramped as a train in Tokyo. Long ride and crowded like canned sardines. Standing position I can barely see the outside panic of rush hour afternoon and the smoke coming out from the factories.

I was mesmerized by this beauty it took my weariness away from a long day of working. I stood in front of the station astonished and wished I had my DSLR camera to take more photos and rush to the port side to get a better view.

This beautiful sunset had me thinking that this could be negated by hours or days of bad weather or even a calamity. I am being superstitious. Knock on the wood to the latter.

With my extremely busy working schedule makes me appreciate things that I used to ignore. I guess that's what life is. You don't realize you have all these things until you don't have them. Istill haven't  lose the opportunity and I am bound to not take simple things for granted because these simple things worth more than anything I can get with huge monetary equivalent.