Bling Bling.

When yours truly was heading to the bus terminal to pick up AH, an old couple (think in their 80s) got on the bus decked with jade bling from neck to waist. It was probably down to their foot too but they were wearing covered shoes. They had numerous necklaces of different coloured jade, bangles, rings, earrings and even belts on them. I couldn't help but smile at first before the realization hit - they could actually wear those around Singapore and not get robbed in plain daylight. They had the guts to do it.


So things haven't been all rosy. 3 days before yours truly is off to Bali and 1 day before having to move everything out of the room to another, the knee twisted itself. Again. At work. In front of a customer. Being mortified was an understatement. Surprisingly, yours truly is so used to the pain already that there wasn't even a tear this time. Similar to the same occurrence last year. Well, if it's that bearable, surgery shouldn't and will not be an option.


Watched Thor today with YT after having a sumptuous meal at Fig & Olive. It was just nice hanging out without having to force conversation. Even the silence was comforting. No friend is perfect but a friend is a friend. The just-passed weekend was a testament to that. Heading to Butter Factory, Zouk and Robertson Quay was pure, simple fun. Being surrounded by a culture of self-preservation, having these gems by your side really helps.


I can't recount the events of the day in this blog or come up with witty pieces worthy to be a relaxing piece. This blog is ambiguous, deep, emotional, morbid and etc. As told to me by some. Yours truly sometimes wishes to be funny but then this blog will turn into a public piece to entertain the readers. This is MY blog. Putting pen to paper is fun at times but typing is way faster. Forget about scribbles and illegible handwriting.


The old room's empty now but I am stubbornly spending the nights in this room until I am evicted physically from here. Which may be after Bali. Bali sounds great but the excitement isn't here yet. Oh, it will come. Hopefully. Please. *sigh*


Waiting for laundry to be done at 4am really inspires me to blog. Really, I'm not sure what can constitute as interesting to be placed in a blog. YT and I walked around Vivo today and into shops which had interesting pieces. Weird thing was, the urge to buy was there but this little voice kept saying, "You'll buy it when you have the paycheck for it." Nodding in agreement, yours truly walked away. I keep thinking that I'll need to save for Melbourne but no sense of panic is there yet. Heck, yours truly hasn't even thought about what to bring. In fact, I'm planning to bring all my clothes back from Singapore and decide when I get home. Bad planning..


So yours truly only got into bed at 2am and was awoken at 7+am due to the storm this morning. YT & NF thought I was lying about it and that they dreamt it. I thought I slept like the dead! Then things didn't help when the grass-cutters decided to do the patch beside my room at 11+am. Mother.. Yours truly needed to sleep after a tiring day of moving!! Then my neighbour slammed her room door at 2+pm. Why was the world conspiring against me in having long, uninterrupted sleeping hours???


Oh, yours truly also realized something important - I hate purposeful slamming of doors! If you know your door slams shut if not closed slowly, for the love of all things good in this world, DON'T LET IT SLAM SHUT. What pathetic excuse is it that your door mechanism doesn't work properly? You've been using that room for the past year and you've been able to close it silently before because your neighbour has also been next to you for the past one year. Seriously!


Well, buffet at Sakae is on tomorrow and things still need to be done before YT and I leave. Laundry laundry, here I come!

Metaphysical Section.

Yours truly decided to pick up the 2011 Horse Feng Shui book while waiting for a movie. Coincidence? Yes. Probably.

"You will experience multiple health problems in this year of the Rabbit..."
"Although it is better than the previous year of the Tiger, your health will be challenged..."
"The Rat and you will come to a new level of understanding..."
"The Dog and Tiger are your allies..."
"It is a prosperous financial year for you..."
"Politic and power play in the work place will push you away..."
"You will be drained of energy in this year but be optimistic and don't give in to pessimism..."
"Beware of investments; be circumspect with your money..."

What's the big deal? Yours truly has always been sick. Anyone told the author that?

What Can I Do?

When you know you're hell-bound, do you run away from it? Do you accept it? Do you bring some along with you for company?

The world sure has gone pretty awry to say the least. It's the hype now that 21st December 2012 is the end of the world. Unfortunately for JWs, the Mayans and even I-Ching beat you to that prediction. The beauty of math is that you never get the wrong solution with the proper numbers in the calculation.

To say that these statements compels yours truly to do something more meaningful than obtaining a Degree is an understatement. To say that these statements pushes yours truly to evangelize and proselytize on faith is exaggerating it beyond proportion.

Really, yours truly isn't very sure. Having just survived one year in NUS today, it's brought many things into perspective. It's an eye-opener when something that means the world to you one day can mean nothing, the next.

AH and SO is coming down this weekend. Maybe it'll be fun. Maybe it'll just emphasize how morbid things have become or maybe, it'll just inspire yours truly to clean this chicken coop that yours truly calls a room.

Procedure #2?

What do you do when you feel your heart is breaking?
What do you do if the ache you thought you got rid of, comes back?
When you get pushed to your limit and nothing makes sense, when all you need is just a hand reaching out to you but one was never extended, do you cry to be understood?

When you're lost, does anyone know how to find you?