Sunday, November 30, 2008 | Sunday, November 30, 2008

In loving memory of hammy the cutest most adorable and good-natured hamster i ever had who was rescued by me from a life of callousness from a bunch of secondary school kids and from a life of terror from darwin and sigmund, who licked my fingers when wet, who never bit me in its entire life, who went back to its cage on its own when it got tired of running around, who hopped willingly into my hands when i put them in its cage, who ate apples and all things vegetabley with zest, who knew how to find its way from my room back to its cage in the backyard, and who cuddled up to sleep at its cage roof every night till it grew too old to climb up.

Its old favourite sleeping position...

It's weird to feel so much attachment to a hamster, but in all the hamster love it could possibly have shown me.. i will miss it.

Saturday, November 22, 2008 | Saturday, November 22, 2008

I've been afraid my whole life of failing. I've had enough fear instilled to put in effort to do just enough to not fail within my own standards..and enough laziness to make sure that i never did my 100% best in anything. As a student, it was okay enough though because there was always someone to push me along (teachers, parents, regular gradings) and keep me in check. There was always someone or something to hold my hand. So that i never failed. With the mortarboard come and gone.. I've never felt so frightened.

Failure is for me to wrestle, grapple, deal with, and conquer.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008 | Tuesday, November 04, 2008

My mind went blank for a moment today when i picked up a call to a 'hi eunice, your husband nathan is in australia right?'. (with nathan pronounced the indian way - naathan)

First reaction was - what the, i'm not married and certainly not to a naathan! Second - ehhhh oh she means nathan. Third - since when did he become my husband!

Then i remembered that we'd signed up for a course together as a married couple cos the spouse gets in for only a dollar, which makes it a 99.99% discount. Talking to me after 6pm on a workday will never be productive. Not when i consistently wake up at 0545 every morning. My brother says i will probably die sooner than him.

Monday, November 03, 2008 | Monday, November 03, 2008

No looking back. There will always be a den of lions for me to cower from. Or conquer.