My youngest sister, has recently graduated from UiTM. My mom was so excited and we're happy that she finally made it. Congratulations to Amanda for her graduation.
So I woke up and felt a sharp pain behind my neck. It was quite mild when I just woke up but it worsen by the hours. Technically, I was driving in a very static mode. I had to move my upper torso just look at the side mirror before making any exit or making any turns! I am pretty people think that I am weird that day. Stopped by a supermarket and bought a medicinal plaster for my neck. It is called Tokusen Strong.A medicinal plaster that you paste on your body.... We call it "koyok" at home :) It is soothing and it has a warm feeling. It also has a strong spicy smell. Some people dislike the smell but I quite like it for the record! It reminds me of old Chinese medicines...as Chinese traditional remedies are quite strong and effective. It made me sleepy too! So, I had to work the whole day with my stiff neck. Went out for lunch with my stiff neck too and took shower later in the evening with my stiff neck. Apparently, we the Bidayuhs have a very o
There are a few solid reasons that drove me to this path of having my FB deactivated: #1 It Is an Addiction I somehow came to a simple conclusion that I might be addicted to FB. I actually sense that revelation 2 years ago but I was in a denial state. I told myself countless times that it is normal to check/ go into my FB account like everyday. I reasoned to myself by saying that checking FB is as important as checking my office emails. However, I ended up hogging and stalking people's pages most of the time. Somehow, I come to term that it is unhealthy and quite disturbing. I don't want FB to control my life and make myself a public nuisance. #2 It Is a Silly Distraction I discovered that my FB has becoming my number 1 priority whenever I am at thedesk. My office emails and heaps of works came later. I always say this to myself; 5 mins of FB wouldn't hurt but truth is...I ended up wasting almost 45 mins of my daily life and wandering aimlessly about..in and out
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