Aiyoh... How like that?!!

How will the conservative Singaporean majority deal with this, especially when many of our children have been lapping up Harry Potter content in print and film?!
*GASP* How to undo the damage?!

Erm... How about accusing J.K. Rowling of being nasty?
Then take the opportunity to replace all her books with that of Enid Blyton's?

Eh... Wait a minute...
Mdm Blyton had been accused of being racist...

Dammit... Isn't there anything our sons and daughters can read in safety?!!
Oh... I know... The Supplementary Readers...

Seriously, Rowling couldn't have revealed this at a better time.
=)))
The coincidence makes me grin from ear to ear.


Too bad, some Straights do not believe in MAGIC...

A primary school class mate found me on Facebook.
As usual, I remembered her by the Chinese name.

Then she wrote:

"haha...i remembered once u told me a long long long time ago in pr sch when we were sitting next to each other n u told me ur christian name is carnation. i cldn't help remembering that till now."

TAMADE...
I sound like some kind of freak back in Primary School!!
The gawky spec-y stick girl called Carnation Lee?!!

Ok, I MUST explain this to anyone and everyone whom I've ever said the above to once and for all!!!
RRRRRROOOOOOAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!

You ought to know by now that my Chinese name is 昕, i.e. XIN1.

My mother had also wanted my name in another character, i.e. 馨, as in 康乃馨, coz the word 馨 has feminine (i.e. nice-smelling) and probably maternal (i.e. love thy mother, coz carnations are for mothers) undertones.

Hence, by now, you ought to have made the connection with 'Carnation' in English hor?!!
康乃馨 = 'Carnation' lah!!


Imagine if I had allowed myself to be called Carnation Lee?!!
This blog would have become
www.carnationlee.blogspot.com.

I think nobody will read my blog...

Even Cactus Lee or Lettuce Lee sounds better.

Saturday has been most productive.
I woke up just past 9am, made tea and did the usual checks on the internet.

Then I went into a cleaning frenzy. =)))

I stuffed the black clothings into the washing machine.
In case I haven't blogged about this... I usually do the laundry once a week in 3 separate batches.

1. Black
2. White (+ O2 powder)
3. Colours. =)))

With the washing machine humming, I vacuumed the living room, and WIPED the tiles.
Please note: WIPED, ok!!
Not the perfunctory mopping.
I gave the tiles a good hard wipe to get rid of stains from the cats and humans.

Then I vacuumed the bedroom.
Halfway through, I decided that the sheets got to be changed. So, 'Good Fren' was summoned from his newspaper reading.
Halfway through that, I decided the mattress ought to be rotated 180 degrees about the y-axis because it has been more than a year since we get the bed. So, we rotated the mattress.
Halfway through that, I decided to vacuum the bed frame before replacing the mattress.
By this time, we were perspiring like pigs... Mattress is really dense!

After cleaning the bedroom, I watered the plants.

Oh... The laundry cycle has completed.
I put up the black laundry and spent some time admiring it.

NICE... Very Goth... =)))

Before we went out for lunch, I stuffed the beddings into the washing machine, and turned up my nose at the outstanding smelly clothings.
SIGH... More work tomorrow...


I also soaked my make-up tools in warm soapy water.
By the time we got back, the water had turned murky beige.

Whilst most people would clean their faces conscientiously, many neglect the cleanliness of their makeup tools.

If you had seen how gross the soaking water was, you would clean your makeup tools regularly too!!
=)))

And now... Off to 'Good Fren's friend's wedding...
VERY BUSY!!

Inevitably, I'm sure many of us have come across bits and pieces of the recent 377A debate.
I read that 2 very vocal factions have surfaced.
The faction with institutional legitimacy roars in Parliament and on National TV, while the other echoes in cyberspace.

And the other day, as I was busying running my magic mop across the dusty living room floor, I heard someone on TV say something to the effect of:

If you have 2 factions with opposing views on the same issue, the best thing to do is to do nothing.

Erm... Ok...
In this case, by doing nothing is in fact taking sides.

Anyway... I was having lunch with my gay friend who came to the best and most enlightened conclusion on this issue.
He said,"If they really want Section 377A so much, then just let them have it. I'm ok with not having it. There are many other things I can do with my partner."

I think he hit the nail on its big head.
Hope they are happy with their prize. =)

A relationship, regardless whether heterosexual or homosexual, is not only defined by the practice of sexual intercourse.

You can take the 'sex' out of a heterosexual, but you cannot take the hetero out of him.
Same goes for a homosexual.

So what exactly is the objective of people who vehemently fight against repealing 377A?
Just so that some people cannot have sexual intercourse in a manner which and with a partner whom they prefer?

Believing that sexual intercourse is definitive of a person's sexual preference is a clear sign of ignorance. Ought to spend more time poring over relevant research materials.
Or simply... Just go out more.

Does the term 'heterosexual fundamentalist' make any sense?

Some say the greater significance is not in the act of preventing 2 adult males to indulge in indecent activities, but is in the act of repealing 377A.
The latter, it seems, makes it one step closer to legitimisation of homosexuality. And this, some proclaim, is detrimental to society. Especially one like ours where majority believe that the family unit is the basic building block.

I shall not go into how and why the definition of the 'family unit' will not remain static forever.
Instead let's think about what defines anything as 'acceptable'.

I believe that for any issue, there are generally 3 groups of people as follows:

1. Group 'For'
2. Group 'Neutral'
3. Group 'Against'

When Group 'Neutral' is the most significant component, the last thing Group 'Against' ought to be doing is to appear to be bullying Group 'For'.
For then, it is no longer a debate about the issue at hand, but about how unpopular Group 'Against' is. This erodes its credibility.

Also, it is gullible to believe that all values which have been legalised have been 'accepted' by the masses.
There has always been a huge gap between the legal and the public's expectations.

Hence, even if 377A is not repealed, it does not mean that homosexuals have not been accepted by Group 'Neutral', which is usually a huge chunk of Singaporeans.

Raffles Place is the downtown of Singapore.
The hotbed of white collars.

I have spent 6 weeks in Raffles Place by now.

Every morning, 'Good Fren' would drop me off at a corner and I would make my way across a couple of pavements.
The deep red stone breaks away into grey granite, then I see the gathering of smokers beside the one and only stainless steel litter bin in a probable radius of 100m.

I realise 2 things:

1. Many people smoke in Raffles Place
2. The smoker-gender ratio is about 60-40, i.e. is for every 3 males smokers, I see 2 females.

The ratio is pretty high, isn't it?

I mean... I knew female smokers had been pushing up the figure in their category, but I didn't know the representation in the 20s-30s age group was gonna be so high.

I dun give a damn about all those haunting health reasons about smoking... Or about saving money... Or how some non-smokers think they are 'morally superior' to smokers...

I just want to remind anyone and everyone that


Hence, I've decided to start my own campaign to remind everyone that I have quitted, without pain and trauma, whilst going at 20 sticks per day, more than a year ago.

You can read all entries related to my Quitting Experience by clicking on the smaller Campaign Pic on the right.


No strings attached.
No gory cancerous pics.
No coughing children.
No guilt.

Ok, I have a question.

While it has been fun watching (i) the Singapore Public Service & Alumni Group, with (ii) its list of Public Agencies, on Facebook grow over the past few weeks, I now have absolutely no idea what to do with the list.

If I were Facebook's owner, I could probably sell some online ad space to companies which made public servants' fancies.

But I'm not.
So what do I do with this Group?

Some suggestions so far:

1. Set up a meet-up << HAHA!!
   
2. Erm... I dunno oredi... =_=
   

I've been unwell since Tuesday, and it hit me bad on Thursday. =_=

During my facial at Saturday noon, my facialist asked if I were having a fever. I guess it's quite obvious...

Strange... But I haven't had a nosebleed since my first cold and dry winter in China.
Can't believe I had a slight nosebleed on Wednesday evening.

BOO HOO HOO...

Erm... I have a question...


I keep getting 'em damn 'OKIEs' in smses... =_=

Is that a un-serious 'OKAY'?!
Or an act-cute 'OKAY'?!

I realise males use it quite often... Even the big grown men types... What's wrong with this world oredi?!!

Actually, 'Okie' does mean something...
Formally speaking...
An 'Okie' is a resident of Oklahoma.
There was even an Anti-Okie Law passed in California in 1937.

So now you know... THEN STOP OKIE-ING ME, OKAY?!!!

After a good many days of reflection + a trip to NUS this evening, I feel my moxie leveling up!!!
WOO HOO!!!

勇气与倔强... Just take lah!!
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The other day, X was lamenting how Y had such a smooth-sailing life, and that the former must have a really lousy destiny.

At the same time, I have also witnessed many people comparing themselves with others, and in the process becoming bitter.

I am not an expert on Life (and neither on Death... We'll all get there... If we are conscious...). Regardless, here are my preliminary thoughts on how best to manage the 'Self' aka YOU in this journey.

ONE'S CONSTRAINTS & CONTEXTS

I think everyone is limited by his/her own

1. Energy
2. Potential
3. Time

These 3 aspects are finite and/or devour one another.
E.g. If you push yourself very hard to gain that 25th hour, part of your energy expires.
E.g. If you try to increase your potential with knowledge acquisition, it takes up some time and energy.

Using these 3 resources, you try to achieve in different realms of your life. Typically, one has the following realms and across time:

1. Family/Love - Your unchosen family is made up of your parents, siblings, grandfolks, uncles/aunts, cousins etc. Your chosen family consists of you, your spouse and your children.
   
2. Study/Work
   
3. Self (Physical, Psychological, Spiritual)
   

Ok, so you have been introduced to the Constraints and Contexts. Now, note their characteristics:

(A) In the Theory of Life, there is no meritocracy or fairness.
If you are born with less energy/potential/time (i.e. you are less efficient than others), you cannot cry foul. (Actually and technically, you can... And loads of people do. But that's about it.)

However, you can try to enhance your Constraints with modern help, e.g. buying energy boosters, making money to buy energy boosters etc.) But do note that some lose their focus (i.e. enhancing constraints is a means, not an end) and become obsessed with the gratification which comes with enhancing of Constraints.

(B) While you may wish and try to apply yourself to all Contexts and try to maximise 'returns' by multi-tasking or pushing yourself really hard, but because of your Constraints are finite in supply (this sounds funny, but I'm sure you know what I mean), you may end up with a less than satisfactory outcome for all Contexts.

However, I am in no way suggesting that your efforts are indeed a zero sum game. This is where I have to introduce 'Partnership'.

PARTNERSHIP

I believe in any human partnership (work, family, love, friends etc) lies the power of the whole is greater than the sum of its parts.

This is the true reason why people come together in work, in life... But again... many people have forgotten/are without understanding of this, and instead come together because the next group of monkeys are doing it.

And, all things equal, the only way to unleash this power is Trust. And while sometimes you and your partner may feel the electrifying energy between, and believe you see all sorts of cryptic messages of a blissful eternity, sustainable Trust, in reality, takes time and probably luck to build up.

Hence, I do not understand how some form partnerships and refuse to let go even when the partnership has proven to be detrimental.
Whilst it is understandable for one to be a little nostalgic about the partnership and hesitant to let go of something which FEELS familiar, but it must be insanity to hang onto pain and suffering.

THE REALITY

Ok, I shall use an example to illustrate the above.

X, aged 35, married with 2 kids, staying in a HDB flat and earning SGDX, is envious of Y, aged 35, living a swanky bachelor life in yuppie-no-less private apartment and earning SGD2X.
Both are of similar educational background, which suggests life chances ought to have been similar at the point of graduation.

Seriously, I think X ought to bitch-slap himself very hard whilst looking in the mirror.
*Ah Bish Bish Bish...*

How does one value the partnership with his spouse?
How does one value one's children?
How does one value one's chosen family?
How does one value love?

If all of the above cannot offset a private apartment and SGDX, one must have not been clear-minded when one chooses love, marriage and parenthood.

Because when one chooses love, chooses marriage, chooses parenthood, one's Constraints are devoted to these Contexts.
And yes... One needs to be clear about these choices, and prioritise accordingly. Do your sums... literally. No point pretending that you ain't gonna miss your 'selfish' indulgences.

And seriously, what makes X thinks that Y is really having a good time... alone?!
I cannot imagine having money, but to only spend on myself. In all probability, Y may be yearning for X's partnership in love and family.

To be very obvious about making my point, I is not claiming family life is the answer to Life hor... *puke*

The point is... To be clear about one's choices and not allow the Regret Monster get to you.
Because if you look at your Constraints and Contexts, you actually do not have the luxury of regret.

如果你没有勇气，就让怕死的精神推你一把吧！

Wow... the weekend is almost over...
Lotus Root with Chicken soup is boiling in the slow cooker.

We had a great weekend, with his colleagues and my JC mate (of... OMG!! 14 years?!!!) + wife + baby coming over on Saturday and Sunday respectively at 4pm.

'Good Fren' would wake up real early like 9am, whilst I would rejuvenate till 11am.
Once awake, I would clear my gmail, blogger comments, Facebook etc, and start with some household chores like vacuuming and laundry, while having some tea caffeine.

At about 1pm, we would head out to Great World City for grocery shopping and Package A foods.
If you are having friends over, you must patronise Da Paolo Gastronomia about 2 hours in advance. The selection of pre-made (just add heat) pizza, pasta, salads, dessert etc is too comprehensive for you to contemplate lifting your own finger.
It may seem a little pricey, but if you do your math... it works out to be more economical than going to the restaurant.

By about 3.30pm, we would get back and start preparing Package A. =)) Our Saturday guest commented that Package A had 'upgraded'. HO HO HO!!!

This afternoon, we had Riley and folks over.
It's amazing how you recognise his folks' features in him... But all mixed into 1 little person.
It's actually quite magical...

While Riley harassed Blinky, we had wine and food.
MMmmmm...

Then Blinky and Tiger went into hiding... in the utility area...
"Monster Boy Alert!! Do not venture into the Living Room!!"

Hee Hee Hee...

I like Riley... He's so friendly...
When he's older, 'Good Fren' and I will attempt to bring him out... Maybe we can go to Zouk or something...
HO HO HO!!!

THE STORY

I spent Friday night alone, watching 'Let's Go Trainman' with Blinky and Tiger, while 'Good Fren' was at some work dinner.
Managed to finish 1 out of 3 DVDs.

Also known as Densha Otoko, some say this is the true story of an Otaku (a nerdy/ socially-challenged/ manga/anime/game-obsessed Japanese male) saving a white-collar lady from a harassing drunkard on the train, and of course, subsequently going out with her successfully.

Everyone loves it when an underdog aces the chick.

To me, the most attractive bit of this story is that when Trainman was at a loss, didn't know what to do and didn't have family (he only had a out-there father, an condemning sister and a non-existent mother) and friends (looked like he only had 2 other loser otaku pals with greasy hair and no real experience with females except stroking maids' hands at maid cafes) to turn to for advice, he sought and heeded the advice of an anoymous online discussion forum community, which enthusiastically gave their opinion and suggestions on the issues/problems raised.

This online community is made up of many anonymous Japanese people of different gender, age, occupation, background etc, and residing in/outside of Japan.
The common thread seems to suggest that most of these people had problems of their own in the flesh life, e.g. the professional basketballer who busted his knee, the abused wife, the sick girl, the husband who ran away from home because he didn't dare to tell his wife that he had lost his job etc.

As Trainman updates the disparate online members regularly on his adventures, a unspoken bond is formed amongst the online members.
Also, strength is drawn from this online platform everytime Trainman overcomes his fears/insecurities during the course of dating.

THE DYNAMICS

As I gan-cheonged and cried with Trainman and his dating jitters, I wondered if the dynamics amongst my readers and me were similar.
As in, when I blogged about something I'd managed to achieve with strength, that it would have a positively warm impact on the reader. And whether the reader would be inspired to explore something which he/she was previously unwilling/hesitant to attempt.

The beauty of an online discussion forum or a blog is that it is available 24-7. Friends and family in the flesh may not be able to provide that kind of availability.
Hence, one who seeks solace is CONSISTENTLY gratified by these online platforms.
And as mentioned earlier, any phenomenon/activity which gratifies is potentially addictive, and so exaggerates the gratification in the mind of the addict exponentially.

Also, when online, the 'handicaps' one suffers in real life is largely discounted. E.g. if one feels uncomfortable in the flesh presence of others because of various reasons (insecure about your own looks, cannot react fast enough etc), one can take his own time to reply online.
When one feels less pressure to have to respond immediately, he will be able to allow himself to sort out his thoughts before making his response. Hence, this vastly improves the 'conversational performance'.

However, we must understand that while the internet can help to ease the pain of and/or enhance the initial introduction period in any type of human relationship, the sustainability of a relationship is ultimately anchored in the flesh life.
That all parties need to work towards the goal of staying together, and overcome the nagging discomfort of differences.

THE FLESH LIFE REALITY

Such as the relationship between us, i.e. 'Good Fren' and me.
We met online... and spent a couple of months of 'introduction' online before meeting up in the flesh life.
And... so far... We've been happy... =)))

Hence, the Trainman story is not unbelievable.
As far as I am concerned, it is very real.
And all it takes is a little faith and sincerity.

I'm undergoing training now, so I have gotten to know quite a few people. It's interesting how a large group of people tend to segregate by age after a while.

That's rather quick to conclude, isn't it?

I mean... Age is, afterall, inevitable.
But that shouldn't be too significant when it comes to hanging out, should it?

I thought one ought to hang out with interesting & intriguing people, and not merely people of similar age group?!
Or am I the odd one out on this issue yet again?!

Was having a group lunch today, when the youngest in the group (think a couple of years younger) asked innocently about what Facebook was.
It's just damn strange to come across anyone NOT on Facebook these days.

I think Facebook will be/already is bigger than all Instant Messaging platforms put together!

And I find it hilarious to hear people resisting to get on Facebook, as if it's some kind of private revolution!!

Someone actually said to me that Facebook is about VANITY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Buying a bottle SGD400 La Mer potion is VANITY!!
Blogging and putting up only photoshopped pics is VANITY!
Zhnging one's car is VANITY!

Getting on Facebook is more like reading the newspaper, going to the movies, having coffee with friends etc.
Just another mode of social interaction, i.e. exchange of information, views, experiences etc.

WHAT VANITY?!!
The part where:

(A) People declare to the world that they are from Harvard, that they work for some huge atas corporation, and so alluding to the fact that they bring home 6-digit annual pay checks at the age of 30?
Think that's vanity only to people who are insecure about themselves, and jealous of these 'vain' people.

OR

(B) Other people have more Facebook Friends than you?!

=))


HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

JUST GET ON FACEBOOK LAH!!

[BACKDOOR is now known as NOMADS]

Dan from BACKDOOR NOMADS sent me a few of the pics, resized for blogging purposes.

See my handsome Blinky!!


And the sulky Tiger...

This was right after we dragged him from under the platform.
He really looks like a spoilt and sulky brat eh?!

While most of the pics looked really National Geographic because of the high resolution (Note: The pics on my blog have been reduced in resolution), some of them turned out looking really... erm...
MATERNAL?!!

Like this!!!!

Replace the cat with a naked baby and you'll have the cover of some 'Have a Baby! It'll Complete Your Life' magazine!!
=_=

FWAH!!! FAMILY PIC!!!
Blinky checking out the 'Daddy without Eyes'!! HO HO HO!!!

Check out how tightly 'Good Fren' was grabbing Tiger!!!
And Blinky's bald tummy coz he's been licking himself again!!

This is a classic pic of Tiger trying to climb onto my back...
With claws and all. =_=

And 'Good Fren' trying to help...

=)))

FINALLY!! I was rather busy at work today!!
WOO HOO!!!

I know this sounds masochistic to some, but I am real glad to be occupied for the entire day!!
I love being busy!!

WORK WORK WORK!!!

Think I was cross-eyed for a while, after staring at the excel spreadsheet too much.

原来 the meaning of life is... KEEP BUSY!!! =)))
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Towards the end of the day, someone brought a new colleague to my desk for the usual intro round...

Colleague X: (to me) This is XXX. She's new.
BM: *looks up from the screen* Hello!!
New Colleague: I know who she is! She's Blinkymummy!!
BM: (to myself) What the...

I was hoping to keep my blog away from the office for as long as possible... That only lasted 3 weeks...

Oh well...

[BACKDOOR is now known as NOMADS]

Blinky and Tiger had to take a shower yesterday because we were going to BACKDOOR to have our 'family' pics taken.

After much struggling and scratching, both of them came out wet and smelling really nice.
Check out Blinky's face!! =)))


We then made our way to Sultan Gate where BACKDOOR was situated. A charming little corner to the south of the Malay Heritage Centre within Kampong Glam.


BACKDOOR is squashed in the middle of a row of single-storey shops called the Sultan Arts Village.
On its right, one finds a yuppie fruit juice bar.

And on its left, an Indonesian wood furniture shop.


This is the front of BACKDOOR. HO HO HO... =)))


A cosy little set-up amongst a few former NAFA students, specialising in photography, sculpture and painting.


Upon entering the little shop, you are greeted by some very smiley pooches on the wall.
These are the loves and/or works of the photographer.
My pic does no justification to his works.


The front bit of the shophouse is the studio.


Whilst the back portion is used as a sculpture studio.



As I wondered around in the small space, feasting my eyes on the tools and evidence of their trade, I felt a warm and familiar sense of silent pride.


Here are a couple of pet feeding bowls which have not been 'fired' in the electric kiln, which I conveniently call 'the sculpture cooker'. =))


Okay, to our photo-taking proper...

These young people were so sweet.
They actually prepared HONEYDEW for Blinky and Tiger, in hope that the cats would cooperate during the shoot!!

Erm... I have 2 things to say to that...

1. It shows they really read my blog.
2. Blinky and Tiger didn't give a shite about the honeydew yesterday! Tiger spent most of the time sulking under the black platform you see in the pic above. We had to drag him out all the time.
   

You can sample Tiger's unwillingness in the pic I took below.

Tiger was the subject. 'Good Fren' was the human prop.

After a tiring 1.5 hours, we checked out the pics instantly, and had loads of fun laughing them.


Here's a sample of the work... untouched...

You can tell that Tiger wasn't too willing!! HAHAHAHA!!
I had to grab his forelegs to keep him from running away and hiding under the platform!

They are touching up the pics and will be putting them into a hardcopy album for us!! (See some sample pics here.)
'Good Fren' commented that it sounded like a wedding album package.
'Good Fren' is farnee... =)))

The pics are in such high resolution that they felt like some National Geographic attempt. We even found a strand of fur on Tiger's right eyeball.
They even take pics of hamsters!

If you wish to check out BACKDOOR and have your pics taken with your pets (e.g. dogs, cats, hamsters, iguanas, sea monkey, rock, husband(s) etc), do head down to BACKDOOR for an Open House next weekend!



Think BACKDOOR's yuppie juice bar neighbour will be offering some juice too!

I seriously suspect Sultan Gate will be the next hangout spot in Kampong Glam.

Facebook IS elitist.
Every next person is from some Ivy League!!

I dunno about you, but I thought studying was about knowledge, not brands.
Then again, I is ingenuous.

Legitimacy is gained through family background and/or school certs. I wish I have folks who will pay for my Ivy League education.
Makes a huge difference in this competitive life.

Come to think of it, I haven't been to both of my convocations. And I certainly do not miss them, coz I see no point.
Education is about knowledge.
It is a journey, not an end in itself.

I've been thinking about hitting the books again recently.
It's both exciting and scary.
Not sure whether I can keep up in terms of energy. I have... afterall... aged. =))

But then again... If I don't do it... What else will I be spending my time on?!

This period has been confusing...
Having said that... Any exploration is confusing... It has to be... If not, there is no exploration.
Nonetheless, what's important is that one ultimately heads for clarity after the confusion.
It is a risk, no doubt.
But it's better than hanging onto the same shite and sulking everyday!!

Last Saturday night, I couldn't sleep.
So, I got 'Good Fren' to set up the laptop for me in bed, so that I could surf while he slept by my side.

Apparently, while he was really tired, I had caused him not to sleep coz I was giggling beside him for at least 2 hours watching Japanese Variety Shows on Youtube with earphones.

I tried to keep very quiet and still, ok!!

But it was a most difficult feat!!!

Dun believe?? You try lah!!

This is my 3rd week in Raffles Place.
I haven't gotten used to it yet. It's almost as if I am a tourist.



You know, I am pretty amazed at the crowd in the morning, at lunch time and in the evening.
It's so crazy... So many people... So noisy...
The chope-seat tissue paper... The angmohs in suits... The chicks in super high heels... The mass aerobics class... The expensive granite-cladded skyscrapers... The cheap ties and shirts hoping to lend some legitimacy.

The smell of impatience.

It's quite clear that rents are expensive in a very real manner.
The cubes are so tiny. Even the rooms for big shots are so tiny.
Spartan offices producing millions of dollars.


The most apparent thing about it all is that I suddenly feel rather impoverished.

Mind, Body & Soul.

This answering of phonecalls, smiling at the customer, reading off the internet, inputing of numbers...
This is... Work? This creates value?
It's amazing.

I watch people everywhere I go.
I watch how they wait at the lift lobby, how they gobble their lunches, how they shop during lunchtime, how they move around to get things done, how they scramble home in the evenings.
And I think to myself as I pause amidst the moving crowd...
Have I become one of them?

What is the 'Real World'?
Where is the 'Ground'?
What defines 'Reality'?

I have to talk about Facebook again... =)))
Apparently, a former boss read my blog and decided to get on Facebook!! =)))
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Tomorrow morning at 8.30am, I will handing my car over to the dealer. =_=

Cleared out my Fat Cat just now. Then spent like 10 long minutes in the back & front seats of the car.
Felt totally nostalgic.
I wanted to cry. =_=

5 years... Lasted longer than any of my human partners. Just second to my cats.
Got me to NUS on time for my evening classes.

My first car...

Goodbye... *sniff*

A man who doesn't believe in eternity.
Is it a conundrum?
Can one be real and devoted to a cause, if one doesn't believe in the longevity of it?

Very cheem... I is confused...