It's My Life. I Get To Live It My Way.

(This was posted last night. Blogger was having problems again)

Nobody noticed that I didn't blog about GA last Monday. And I've plain forgotten
about it till now.

Nobody noticed anyway :)

So anyway, apparently, Meredith killed somebody in the previous episode. So she
refuses to get up, recalling the various "mistakes" in her life. She said her life
is hopeless, and she wants to stay in bed until the situation changes (something to
that effect). Sounds like me. Hahaha... :)

The episode today was pretty scary. A bomb in the hospital! My heart was almost in
my mouth. I mean, it could be so real. And for faithful Grey fans like us, it was
like having our good friends in that situation, for we have known the characters so
well by now...

I am being abit exaggerating over there... But seriously, I do mean it.

I had expected that there will be a part 2. I have already checked out the spoiler
at the nurses blog (see the right menu--->) Yeah, so I agar agar know what will
happen.

Next Monday is gonna be interesting night. More drama at DH and GA. Can't wait. You
would realise that there isn't much talk about the characters tonight. Because most
of the time, the doctors were pretty stressed about having to operate on Bailey's
husband, who is in the next OR as the man who had a bomb in his body. And Bailey's
baby is taking its time to come out.

Oh yeah. Izzie made a comment that does remind me of something. She said that
Cristina and Meredith are "do-ers", and that George and her are just "watchers".
Sigh, I am still abit of a watcher myself. Still waiting for my big break to be the
do-er... No, not in that manner when Izzie wanna "do" sex with Alex...

But this episode does brings the message of sudden death closer to us. I don't think
local tv can match this kind of high drama in portraying emergencies and death.
Suddenly, death can be anytime. Maybe just next door to you. Maybe somewhere around
you. Well, there are currently 2 funeral wakes at my area, one below my block, and
the other just 2 minutes away. How real can that be huh? Hahaha...

Anyway...

While the commercials came on (hellava number of commercials in this one hr show!) I
picked up the two teddy bears from my nieces playthings rack nearby. One of them
belongs to me, and the other was my 2nd sisters. Somehow, I start to pretend that
one is a he-bear and the other is a she-bear. Then I pretend that they bump into one
another, ala, Turn Left Turn Right... And they start to talk, and they go on dates,
etc etc...

Abit Kon Kam/Siao/Lunatic/Psycho of me right?

Then I look at the he-bear and started to ask him "Where are you?" And then my eyes
became wet. Only for a while. I was sad. Only for that while.

Oh well. What can I do? Nothing changes. Or will change, I reckon.

My life is boring and whatever... But what the heck. It's my life. I get to live it
my way.