I am back to blogging after a month of disappearing...haha says the one who decides not to procrastinate and blog faithfully. Have been very busy from work and many other planning that has been taking up time. So finally I am able to take my break with a month of leave. On the 9th September 1993, 3.00pm a baby girl was born early as she has not been growing in her mothers womb. That girl is now 21 officially. 21 a age where kids want it to reach earlier, a age that signifies adulthood, a age that comes with responsibility. when I was contemplating if I should have a party for my 21st birthday as it is a lot of trouble to plan and execute the plan even more so with a perfectionist like me. When I decided not have a party, my mother than said you would only turn 21 once, 21 would not come again, its a declaration of your responsibilities as an adult, it would serve as a reminder to behave like an adult would. Therefore, I was sought of pressured into having a party but more of that on another post as I have scheduled my party to be after my party for some reason. So on the 9th September 2014, I spent it like a regular day would be, slept in late, got myself a present that I would not forget for life, ate sushi at my favourite sushi place with best friend, chit chat an had dinner roasted pork and char siew rice for dinner. I wondered than, is 21 the beginning of the time where birthdays would just pass because you're too busy at work or you just simply could not remember what date it is anymore........I hope not. Alright, I got myself a tattoo on the wrist as it a spot that is easily visible for me and could be covered by a watch when I have to. The design was drawn by me and was tattooed according to how I drew it in my handwriting as well which makes it more personal. There is a meaning behind the design, the heart represents love, to love others as much as I love myself. The ECG line represents live, I know it is an unhealthy ECG line but it represents the ups and downs of living and finally to laugh. I hope these words would serve as a constant reminder on why I choose nursing as a career.
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