10-Minute Warning LXVI

Yesterday, I woke up feeling down. So I joined my Mother and Father in their grocery shopping, and I got to buy 8 cans of Jack and Coke. That’s a maximum of 2 cans per Friday or Saturday night. Because of that, I went home feeling good… then I remembered something that broke my heart. I brought that feeling to my sleep.

Today, I got my weekly hangout at Oversight at lunchtime. I enjoyed my favorite affogato while I updated my planner/journal, so I was able to get things off my chest somehow. Then I went to Ippudo and had ramen with my Mother, Father, and Younger Brother. What a lovely lunch. After our lunch and a fresh haircut, I went home feeling good… then I remembered again that one thing that broke my heart.

What’s that one thing that broke my heart? I’m not ready to talk about that here on The Dispatch. In fact, I have never talked about it to anyone, and I would like to keep it that way for now.

Anyway, I just remembered what happened last September 17, and that makes me feel better. I should sleep better now.

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10-Minute Warning LXIV

After 12 days of not exercising, I finally got to walk and jog for an hour tonight. I feel tired but happy. I need to work out more though, do more aerobics to burn more fat.

What else? Well, my younger brothers are organizing a birthday benefit gig next month. They have done this before – last year their lineup is diverse (R&B, rock, etc.). This year, the theme will be intimate acoustic. And I will definitely be there!

That’s it. That’s all I can write about.

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10-Minute Warning LX

OK. What happened in my life today?

I’m supposed to have a job interview today, but I’m so weak again that I feel like I have a ball and chain while walking. I had to reschedule and thankfully my potential employer agreed to it. I truly hope I become better tomorrow and not screw up the interview.

Today my body just feels weak, and somehow I’m worried that it will turn into the flu. Why? My Father had the flu last weekend (he is now better), and my Younger Brother has the flu today. But even if I felt weak, I had to be strong and help my Mother take care of my Younger Brother.

And strong, I became. Forcefully. Somehow tonight I pushed through going upstairs and bringing Younger Brother his dinner, bringing his plate downstairs, preparing his laptop so he can watch How I Met Your Mother, and then blogging at this moment. It was like I was running on an emergency battery and now I truly feel weak. But it was worth it because I love my family and I have to take care of them when they are sick.

I hope my Younger Brother gets well soon. And I hope my current weakness gets away as well.

And time’s up.

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