BRC

yoke, rod and i visited the bloodbank last fri. and man, was i surprised to find my iron count rocketing sky high. not that it isnt a good thing, i mean, irons good. irons great. but having to cold sweat everytime i got my iron count results back in the past really didnt justify how high it shot up by. it was freaking 7 times before i finally got through this round for donating. 6 redundant times of getting my finger pricked. and it was my 7th donation too. so i guess that was kinda cool.

rod said that maybe because my life's a regime now. that i sleep/wake regularly. ive been sleeping way early. im such a baby, i need my 16hours of sleep every day. and that we're being fed scraps at work, so eating your veg isnt much of a choice if you want to stay mildly full.

so kids, eat your veggies and you'd have iron pumping through your veins. take it from me. i know such stuff.

so i guess my health's in order. apart from the fact that i have to drag my ass to run during lunch every now and then. or how i try to make it to work early to run instead of trudging through the sweltering heat at noon. i try, really hard, i do. but it never works. id never get up early enough. and taking a morning jog in the birdpark really does wake you up. with keepers washing out cages and stuff, the overwhelming birdshit stentch unconsciously does make you sprint alil more. especially the spoonbills. eew man. those shit machines. gross.

i mean, dont get me wrong. i love those birds. and almost every other there. they're such queer creatures, its hard not to fall in love. esp with pinky, the humboldt penguin. shes such a retard. she takes her daily walk around the park with budi. and shes so adorable. insanely adorable. the kind where you'd wanna pick her up and shove her in your pocket and flee kind of adorable. and she's so attached to her keeper, budi, it makes me jealous. i want a fluff ball running after me all the time too. really do wanna attach myself to the avian dept from time to time. sweetness.

i followed uncle william to the BRC (breeding research centre) on friday. and omg, the baby flamingo was todiefor! baby birds, on the whole are ugly and mangly. hardly mini versions of their parents, like what you see in other creatures. i mean, a baby rhino would be cute, baby monkey, baby tapirs, baby everything are generally cute. but baby birds? they're hell ugly. an aquired taste. the kind people call art. hahah. im not kidding. its a strange kinda cute. id get pictures when i get back to work.

so i had this impression that they were mostly fugly creatures. till i saw the baby flamingo. i swear he had this light glowing behind him. the kind angels have, the whole bright light..ooh..its shining in my eyes type thing. and lo and behold, this little fellas the cutest ever lil thing you'd ever lay your eyes on. i mean, they grow up looking dumb and strange with their giant beaks and long skinny necks and legs, but oh my mama. that fella took my breath away. i fell in love with him immediately. he has cute little pink legs, and mini version of his mama's beak, and the softest looking grey fluff you'd ever see. if people ever sold baby flamingo down for pillows or quilt, id swear id buy them all. its the softest thing you'd ever touch. they should use them for toilet paper ads. man............i just cant get him out of my head. i so need to post up pictures. it'll make you all droooool..

i had to help uncle william with his photography. so it was funny spending my friday chasing after the baby rheas at the BRC. rheas, fyi, they look like mini ostriches. very cute. and they're only like.. 1 feet tall. haha. i cannot emphasize how much im loving my job.

but..but its taking up so much of life. i have no personal time left. i hardly meet friends, i try to. i dont even play touch anymore. needless to say contact. i wish for so much more. i just wished days were longer. theres just too much to do.

i feel very much on autopilot of late. i need to feel and live again. wished there was more to look forward to. the "island getaway" feel's overpowering me. as much as you'd scream at how i just came back a month ago from at 2 week holiday, but im feeling a need for one again. and id want it 2 years long this time. bleahh.

life. its funny where it takes you sometimes..