something interesting just came to mind. and the fact that i just realised this, makes it a something-funny-interesting *heh*

did it ever cross your mind, that all of us had the same fate of greeting the world being held at our feet upside down? and we get this big smack on our pink never-been-touched-before tushy that supposedly help kick start our tiny lungs for breathing *ouch* at least that’s what hollywood has illustrated for me. doctors do correct! or being left at the doorstep by a stork is not such a bad idea as well.

this reminds me of a Disney cartoon – which i fondly remember – where a confused stork delivered a lion cub to a mother sheep *giggles* i can even remember the song that went: lambert the sheepish lion, lambert is always trying, to be a wild and wooly sheep *yay!*

so where am i going with this hanging upside down-smack in the tushy story? i am two years away from the big THREE-O tomorrow and i’m feeling a bit dusty. is that how everyone feels when they grow up? i know i’m not as excited as i used to be. this year, i am someone’s wife. next year? maybe a stork might visit or maybe not *winks*

we’ll be off to taiping tonight for all souls’ day first thing tomorrow morning. it’s at one of those eerie chinese graveyard on the hill *shudders* thinking about it makes my hair stands. i might just snap some pixes for delight (-__-||)

anyway, a pre-happy “cheng beng” birthday to dear ole me *blow imaginery candles*

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