The amount of sugar I consume everyday and still dodge the diabetes bullet is actually, incredibly unbelievably MIRACULOUS!!!
My reports are here..and Thank God I am not diabetic and I don’t have osteoporosis, 2 things I was worried about.
I do have some iron issues so 1 more supplement is added to the list..
If I start jotting down other things that drop straight into category of miracles its going to be a long list.
Some of them are worth mentioning though.
Controlling myself when I am on the verge of killing my exceptionally idiotic friends for their non-stop clownery. I wish I loved them I little less.
Successfully bouncing back on my feet everytime my siblings shove me in a wall, without fractures and injuries (bruises excluded).
Stifling and suppressing hundreds of cuss words in my throat at every family gathering and airports. I dread airports, they don’t exist in my utopian world.
Not being disowned by my family or friends for being a quintessential weirdo…they sometimes try though..
Listening to the elders glorifying cultural stupidities with a fake smile cemented on my face the entire time…THAT is a solid skill!
Not running like road runner every time I see that annoying relative/neighbour coming towards me. You know THAT person who wants to know everything about your life and then will declare you have been doing it all wrong. I look for an opportunity though.
Having not died when an ostrich walked past me…its quite a story will tell you guys some other day.
Not throwing the nearest object at whoever says “you don’t look sick”. What do you want me to do lay on floor and cry?
Not having heart attack every time I see a lizard, regardless of the size they all are the stuff nightmares are made of.
Not hiding under the nearest table or behind a curtain every time people tell me “you should socialize more”…what am I exactly doing standing here tolerating your mind-numbing-never-ending drama?
Not taking out a red lipstick and paint a circle on my nose every time somebody tells me “you should wear more make up”. Dude, its my skin not a canvas!
Refraining from looking at pants when people are lying…this actually could look a tad perverted..so yea.. I just smile and nod and silently pray “please please please God do it once”
Managing to laugh at my Dad’s jokes…thats a superpower I swear!
Looks like most of my the miracles revolve around my interactions with people and eating habits.
Maybe thats all I could think about right now. I feel kinda hungry…again..
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