Life Appreciation

I have always been wondering what it is like to pass out. The answer is it is kinda nice, well, afterwards. I am supposed to be at work today. But I m not. I m at home instead. They sent me home cause I passed out for about 3 seconds... I haven't been eating right for a few days. I want to look nice in summer, my favorite season of the year. This morning, I got my monthly visitor. I guess thats how everything started. I left home for work this morning, feeling a bit weak. But I had no idea it was that serious. I started losing it two sub stops before mine. And the second the door opened for my stop was the second my head hit on the sub train floor. I always thought it would be painful. But it really wasnt. i mean it probably was. I just dot remember feeling anything. I guess the floor hitting thing woke me up, cause I just got to get up and get off the train in time. People around me were saying something, I think. It seemed from so far away though. I got off and sat on the floor. Then I called my office when I realised I couldnt move by myself any more. I was half couscience when my dear coworker, Sunny, showed up. While the kind people who work at the sub as well as some strangers who happened to be there were trying to help, my face became more and more pale. I swallowed a pain killer. More colleagues came. It was good that I wasnt alone after all, wasnt alone at all. They sent me home cause I didt want to go to the hospital, as always. And believe me, I was feeling a little better. I was exhausted by the time I got home. The only energy I left was good enough for me to fall asleep. And I did. Things like that makes one rethink about living alone. And there were people I wanted to call. But they would be at work, I thought to myself. I shouldnt interrupt. Or it isnt appropriate to do so in the first place. And I didt. I survived like I always do. I m still feeling weak, but a lot better. Its good to be alive! Birds in my living area seem to like my chimney. Can I take it as they like the people/person who live inside the apartment? Ha! Nice thought. I saw them constantly stopping on my chimney and heard them talking too. Its good to have companies.

Finally got one weekend off after working 12 days straight. Hurray! I guess one would appreciate holidays a lot more right after working. I certainly had a wonderful weekend this weekend! Went to the Italian Art Show at Military Museum which I wanted to go badly for a long time. I always have a thing for art, any kinds of arts, painting, music, writing, movie etc. I can't say I know arts well. But I can always pick up the message from it. It's more like my way of understanding. Loved the museem tour too. Went to the park right next to the museum afterwards. Sitting on the grass made me feel a lot closer to the nature. I once heard that the whole would go pass you if you stay still for long enough. I found it really interesting watch people around me. It was more relaxing than anything else. And I was on one power boat... I wish I knew how to swim, then I can do more crazy water sports. Ha. Power boat was fun. I still like jet boat more though. This weekend has been great. And I'm ready for Monday too.

"Good writers are usually good people." I heard that from someone today. Are good writers usually good people? I cant help wonder. My answe goes to No. There are just as many bad people but good writers as those who are nice both in writing and personalities.

 

Good writers can appreciate life. They love writing. They'd love to share their thoughts with the whole world. Good writers can be extreme. People tend to be that way when they think too much sometimes. Or they can even make up stories. Then again, does that necessarily mean they are bad people? I lost myself on that.

 

I guess it's matter of opinion...

Going out in Beijing is so diffferent from going out in Shijiazhuang. You can get totally lost when you are out having fun with friends in a city like Beijing. Going to the bars in Shijiazhuang always has been like going to the bars in the neighborhood. Everyone has already known everyone else there, or you will do. You just hang out in a pretty big community, while in Beijing, you just hang out... in any forms you like. Besides, there are so many night events happening here and there. I love having a fun night out every now and then. And I`m so thrilled to live in Beijing. I had fabulous time both last weekend and this weekend. A friend`s friend is a professional DJ from England. And he was playing at some of the clubs. Me and some other friends went to the clubs he was playing at. I thought I had been a Hip-Hop girl. And he didn`t play any Hip-Hop whatsoever. But I loved his music. Apparently I am not just a Hip-Hop gal. Live and learn, even about myself sometimes, well, especially about myself, I guess. You want to have a good time whenever you go out, rigth? Everyone of us is looking for good times. Having customers choosing us(I work in a training center.) over other training centers is because they like their experience with us. It`s the same way you choose to go to the bar/club you like for the good time. It`s all about the experience you have there, wether you like it or not. And that`s what we are trying to do, offer a good place to have a good/quality time. Is "fun" too much to ask in life, I can`t help wonder.