Told FK that I would blog tonight. And since I am waiting in Lex's lab for time to pass before I go out to run. Hehh, the rain may stall the run, but it ain't ruin it yet. Hee.. well, not for those who can stay late. Actually I did not want to send out messages to the rest that we'd still be running because not many people share the same joy of running as me (and perhaps also Lex) to stay late just to run. Hee..

Anyway, to update about my life, well... it has been good. I've been busy. Once my pastor told us that it's not about juggling so many balls in your life, but it's about dealing with one big ball. I guess I haven't mastered the perception of seeing my life as one big ball yet. I still see many balls - some small, some big and some even missing. Acks... Any good psychologist will tell me that I need to get my life back together again, but that's just it. What if this IS life, my life? I just need to better manage it. ;)

My lab has been re-painted today. And tomorrow my boss will come back for a surprise ribbon cutting ceremony just to show him how nice the little place is now. Except for the paint smell, I really like my lab better now. I'd have a lot of cleaning up to do though. But that will be later.

What else about my life?.. Hm.. So busy I must have loads to type about. Had seafood dinner last Sat with my mom. She saw this advertisement for a half-day tour to JB for seafood then a shopping spree. It was quite a mad rush. We were delayed on a few occasions and only managed to start eating at around 9pm. By the time we were done with dinner, it was 10.30pm and it took 30mins to go Jusco (the biggest shopping mall in Malaysia and possible Asia), and the shop would close at 11.30pm. Some shopping trip! Hehh.. only bought some running shorts for my brothers. Then worse bit was when I was brushing my teeth that night, I brushed so hard that I vomited. Eww.. And I found out that mushroom actually takes the longest while to digest. ;p

Another gross event that happened to me, was a near death experience. (hee, just checking that I have your fullest attention. ;p) I donated blood just last month, and it was a bad timing. Because I just recovered not that long ago from sickness (more than 3 weeks is considered okay, and I qualify for that). Perhaps also this time round, my blood gushed out faster than before. After the nurse removed my needle, I felt light in my head and I was losing my hearing. There was a dull ache in my brain, so I thought I'd just close my eyes to bear with the pain. The next thing I knew, I was in darkness. Not the kind that makes me frightened, but a comforting and peaceful darkness. And soon, I opened my eyes and the nurses were looking down at my face. It appeared that I fainted and I caught the nurses' attention when I coughed or sneezed (which I myself did not know). Hm, but it does make me wonder. If death is like that, all comforting and peaceful, then I need not fear death. I actually like that feeling so much that I wish it'll stay on longer.

Anyway, the next day after donating blood, I did not feel well, so I had to call in the blood centre and had them remove my blood from being used. I felt that this is so wrong, so sad. I gave my blood and just because it may not be good, it could not be used. It reminded me suddenly of Christ's blood. Thanks be to God, for the blood of the Lamb, that it is good enough to cleanse us, to give us life. :)