One bad and one good

Bad first

In my usual life I normally ask for the bad news first as the good news can cheer me up a little after. Been really busy the past week and I haven't been able to post for the past few days. With this in mind I started a post and was editing, everything seems or sounds perfectly normal. Until I feel my eyes start to close without me blinking, it gave me the hint - "go to bed, got to bed". Well I did, or I was trying to but suddenly I smelt something burning. It definietly felt like a cartoon scene, you know each time bug bunnys bottom burns and the way he reacts, that's what took place with me sitting on my comfortable leather chair half asleep and started to panick. I thought I was in fire and was urging to get up. Then I realised that it wasn't me that was burning but actually it was my lovely leather chair. I got up and started to look around the chair and see what was burning it.

Oh Ohh...

Yep, oh ohhh indeed. As seen in the picture above, I realised it was the new floor lamp with creme shade that mom bought me 2 days ago and now it was burning my chair and causing a horrible smell in the room. Well it was wrong when I decided to put the lamp right behind my chair. And it was also is dangerous, the whole house could of burned and me and mom too, cause I leave the lights on while I sleep because of my darkness phobia. Well you found another thing of me...

I moved the chair far away from the lamp, so it cannot touch each other again. But what made me panick apart from getting burned was my mom's reaction. As she bought the lamp for me, and the chair of course and I put both of us in danger - not a great payback was it??!!

Aim

I still haven't mentioned to mom about my adventure last night, thank god it was past 1 am in the morning and she was fast asleep. She hasn't noticed the burned lamp shade and chair as I've put clothes to cover the chair and moved the lamp to a safe empty corner and twisted the shader around so it can't be visible. My aim is to replace these goods with fresh ones without her knowing it. Thank god again she doesn't know that I'm blogging so there's no way she can find it out.

The good thing is...

I donated my organs just few hours ago. Not that anybody cares but I do. I had it in my mind for the past few years but everytime I saw the leaflet i said "oh I'll do it later". But as i was watching tv this morning and eating my cereal there was an advert about organ donations. It mentioned that 90% of the population supported being a donor but only 23% have actually singed up for it. It was giving the message of gifting someone with life after your death. The reason for many people not signing for it is b/c of the same excuse as mine, and I really do not like filling in forms and posting them to be honest. But I realised that it actually has a website which you can go and register to become a donor. You can even choose what to donate and what not to, which is a good thing too.

You are more likely to need a transplant than become a donor...

And the day is still not over...