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1.06 am
I can’t really sleep. Partly cause of the laundry that’s waiting for me and my rumbling stomach. It’s been going on for days. My dad can’t sleep either. He’s been having these insomnia. I wonder what’s on his mind. He never talks. We both don’t really talk much too. My sister does a better job at talking to him. Made him some hot beverage and talked a little. He’s back to his room. Hopefully he can sleep now. Not wishing to have a repeat episode of giddiness and fainting spells. It’s not a good sign. He’s been to the doc. Mentioned that he’s got a weak heart. Along with diabetes, it hard cause the tonics might be too potent. I’m just hoping that nothing bad comes along.
I got to admit that these days I’m back to ‘obsessing’ on some models again. Lily Cole at the moment. The very first I was crazy was Gisele Bundchen. Followed by Freja Beha, Behati Prinsloo, on-offs on some VS angels then Andrej Peijic. A little on-offs on Constance Jablonski and Erika Linder.
Did heard of her years ago too, wasn’t interested until recently only. Watched the moth diaries and got mesmerized by the character she played, realized that she did some other acting, moving on to her other movies and I’m hooked. Headed on to youtube, watched the little videos that was on her and interestingly I stumbled upon one where she was at a visit to a Burmese refugees camp site for an Christian aid group. I then found an article written by her on the visit. It’s really nice. Not just because she’s a public figure.
Personally, I’ve always enjoyed reading such articles by different people. There’s always plenty of thoughts after such trips. Even for me, every event I’ve encountered, in my mind, there’s always some feelings and thoughts I wished I could expressed perfectly in words. It’s tough. And yes, I’m trying. A tiny part of me always wished to be able to be a volunteer on such events. Unfortunately, it’s not really a recognized thing to be a volunteer, in my family. There’s pretty much opposition. I don’t really know much of the reason why except hearing the “if we pity them, who pity us?” To add on, family’s got pretty much things to handle too. I can’t put my mind to it, if I can’t put down on my family too.
Someday, it will come. I promised.
