Tuesday, October 05, 2004

I wanna be a superhero!!

Yes, I want to be a superhero, don't you?

With the exception of Poor Peter Parker and Superman and a few more, Superheros do not seem to have to work. They lead exciting lives, seem to be impervious to pain and never fall sick.

Plus, they get exciting outfits to wear. Think me in sultry Catwoman Bodysuit. *meow*

And yes, I want to play with whatever gadgets they have. Be it the Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Heart rings, Batman's automobile, Donatello's staff, Harry Porter's invisible coat, Yoda's force, you get the drift.

The odd thing is with the exception of captain planet, I watched most cartoons in my adult life. SBC 5 had to air them on Saturdays morning and mornings were always too early for me. I rewatched Star Wars recently and wooo, I love the light saber. I want one too. I want to be able to leap from building to building, spin webs, travel fast, have absolute strength, the list goes on.

Don't you love it when you superhero saves the day? *Handseldreams*

Ok, Jolt back to reality.

I am sick. Fwah. I hate being sick. When I fall sick, my swim timings drop when I recover. I always become slightly out of breath after that.

My nosey has been leaking like the spoiled tap in my bathroom. I been cleaning n cleaning it, soon MJ will have a nicer nose. It does not help that I feel darn weak. My head feels like its space is being quashed every moment.

Also, it is not helping that there is a resident mosquito in my room. Darn, how do mosquitoes even fly up so high in the first place. Everything seems to be falling out of place, why am I not a superhero? *wails* Superheroes lead fantastic lives.

Reminder: Panadol Cold is a scam. It is most ineffective. They just pack Paracetamol in it. Paracetamol, the wonder drug for everything, after aspirin, Viagra and Cialis.

Seriously, all western medicine does is to relief the symptoms, numb the sense and nothing else. Think about it, it's a ploy to make us continue popping the pills and it generates revenue for them. Everwonder how migraines evolved from headaches. No doubt, it's a term coined by one of those big drug factories.

Chinese medicine is completely different. Although I am a bit disgusted by some who try to turn treatment into a business, most are still fine. They give you one bag of blackish stuff, and make you brew and brew it until nothing is left. I love the bitter taste of Chinese medicine, it beats the plasticy capsule taste.

Eitherway, I just want to recover. Crap.

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