How to Save a Life

We take so many things granted and I have said this one too many times in my blog. Reminder.

Today’s song of the moment, is by The Frays- How to Save a Life.

Something as simple as listening can make a difference to a person. It can provide hope, solace, most importantly, it can be that one thing that makes a person choose life over death.

The Fray- How To Save A Life

Step one you say we need to talk

He walks you say sit down it's just a talk

He smiles politely back at you

You stare politely right on through

Some sort of window to your right

As he goes left and you stay right

Between the lines of fear and blame

You begin to wonder why you came

CHORUS: Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best

Cause after all you do know best

Try to slip past his defense

Without granting innocence

Lay down a list of what is wrong

The things you've told him all along

And pray to God he hears you

And pray to God he hears you

CHORUS:Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice

You lower yours and grant him one last choice

Drive until you lose the road

Or break with the ones you've followed

He will do one of two things

He will admit to everything

Or he'll say he's just not the same

And you'll begin to wonder why you came

CHORUS:Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

I was watching the video of this song, on you tube. These words were randomly shown. I find it amazing how a phrase can mean so much:

1. Listen
2. Let it go
3. Don’t be scared of death
4. Laugh
5. Talk to some one
6. Breathe
7. Cry
8. Forgive
9. Release fear
10. Open up
11. Remember
12. Have faith
13. Love

For those who couldn’t get the theme of the song, thus the blog entry, allow me: People can fall into the vicious downward spiral of depression that can lead to several things like self exile to even suicide or atleast thoughts of it. Trust me, the downward spiral isn’t a very exciting ride.

As a friend… as a human… something as little as listening to them, being there for them… could help. Something that wouldn’t cost anyone anything, can save a life.

I know I don’t call people as much as I want to, but I am always there for you.

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The Curse of the Eye

Lately, several incidents have led me to believe that my right eye is cursed. I mean, people tell me that I am a cluts but… at the rate in which these incidents are happening, I am beginning to believe that I have some bad juu-juu going around.

Incident #1

Prologue: I am sitting at my sisters table, at her work place with one of them retractable measuring tapes in my hand.

So, I am looking at it. I lock the tape in such a way that about 3 inches of the tape protrudes out of the reel. One thing leads to the other, the metallic part that is on the edge of the tape, pokes my right eye. *sigh* I wish I knew what the ‘ one thing that led to the other’ was.

Incident # 2

Prologue: I am lying on my bed, next to my other sister who is trying to irritate me by trying to hug me.

She pokes my right eye.

Incident # 3

Prologue: I am lying on my bed… again… and my cat is jumping up and down the room running after his tail.

Out of nowhere he pops from behind me and pokes my right eye.

Incident # 4

Prologue: I am lying on my bed… again… its night time and I trying to pretend I can’t hear my sister’s snores.

I am tossing and turning, trying to catch some shut eye. While moving my left hand, I poke my right eye.

Incident # 5

Prologue: My sister and I are cleaning her car… that seems to have just driven out of a hurricane. I am spraying Windex on the car window.

*puff puff on window*
*leans head forward to see where I sprayed*
*Windex particles go into my eyes*

Incident # 6

Prologue: Still cleaning my sisters car windows with Windex

*puff puff on the window*
*puff puff in my right eye*

This time, I think I was caught in the moment of pressing the handle...nevertheless...

*sigh*

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Turning a New Leaf

Hammy Day… my dear hamsteretts…

So, a lot has happened since June 12 2008… ok, not a lot, just one significant thing… I no longer am committed to The Company. Now, I am in a transitory place… working in The Other Company. It has been 2 weeks since.

When I joined The Other Company, I thought to myself: “Where in the world will I get my ideas for the Hammy Blog?!” A pang of panic struck through my heart. Now, after whatever has happened in the past 2 weeks, I am calmer. Since then I have managed to quite a lot of damage. *sigh*… how happy could I be?! :)

Right so, taking things slowly…

Ok, so I have a pantry, well what you could call a pantry. I think it is 4 facades enclosing an area the size of a cubical in a public loo. Funny thing is, there is no faucet. Yes, you read right, I can’t wash or rinse or do anything with water. I can only use water for poring it in my mug, cause there is no tap… and there is no drain. There are two other offices next to my office, and their pantry’s, although bigger, have no faucets either! Anyhow, so I got to the first floor, walking across the floor with my Hoops and YoYo mug (thanks Keet!) hoping that no one is watching me. I can only imagine what would have happened if I had my Moo Mug! Yea, so I go to the first floor and use a proper pantry there and scrub my mug clean.

Talking about cleaning, two days on the job, I started rearranging the stationary closet. I mean, it was in a mess! Pens behind papers, envelopes all messed up and all. It took me about a day to get it all proper. While I was cleaning it up (yes, I used wipes too to clean the shelves) my boss comes out of his room and sees me. He had that expression on this face, as though he ran into me doing something stupid. His brows all high, his mouth like an ‘O’, I mean I wasn’t doing something wrong, yea?

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