4949

Had a little 4D adventure just a week ago. Though i hardly ever buy 4D (toto still occasionally, especially during birthdays *heh heh*), decided to ask SO to go buy the number 4949 after two particular incidents we witnessed where a dog was ran over along the ECP. In fact one dog was ran over just a few cars before mine and was still kicking its legs when we drove by. SO called the traffic police and we weren't sure what happened after that. In any case, we didn't really stop to think about it till 2 days later, we saw a dead dog on the ECP again. It was a chance remark about what a unfortunate coincidence and luck when the number 4949 (twice si-4 kou-9) came to mind.

On the day of the draw, the number which came up closest to ours was 4749 which sort of made sense if you think about it (si qi-as in last breath, since one dog was still alive the last we saw it)...

Surreal.

Not about the numbers and the dogs.
But the fact that people can see meaning in random numbers or try to give meaning to them. In any case, i am not sure i would feel good if we did win some money. Seems abit... wrong somehow. Perhaps i ought to stick to buying quickpicks from toto instead.

Singapore Idle

Finally watched an episode of Singapore Idols on Thursday because i was 'dateless' for the evening. Yes, blame the SO for going off to cambodia with a bervy of young chicks... And it was also his fault that i did one of the most meaningless things in my life...

I SMS in to 43657 and voted for Taufik.
Only because 1) I was bored 2)the other GUY really sucked big time.

*awkward silence*


Anyway, back to the monotonous scheduled drivel of yours truly...

Realization No. 60

A perfect day can have imperfections too.

Cat on probation...

At least for the time being for showing examplary behaviour for the past 2 days. Shall monitor his progress before lifting his punishment totally and take him off the 'naughty list'.

Which i guess will be soon, seeing how good he is at getting back into my good books.
*roll eyes*

Between Cambodia and Australia...

I've just lost two of my consistent 'entertainment' in my private and work life...

*sniff*sniff*

I wish i am overseas too!

Dream a lil dream

Was startle into a 'deeper' sense of consciousness when in my dream, i suddenly remember that i have to prepare for my history exams. History? Good lord, i haven't studied history since i was sec. 2! Still, whoever said that dreams had to make sense? Anyway, i was flipping pages and pages of thick history textbooks and making notes with my highlighter when i mentally evaluated my 'progress' on history and other various subjects which i then remembered the exams were due in 2 weeks time.

It was a panicky sort of feeling but i think overall i felt in control because i though i was adequately prepared (i.e. i don't think i will fail) for the subjects. That is until i realized that i have done nothing for my maths paper. (Maths? What the heck was i doing maths for?) Then it was a mad scrambling for old textbooks, notes, lecture notes, exercises, piles of assessment books and model answers. On first glance i already knew i have no freaking idea how to do cosine of anything to anything or remember what's the formula for a triangle (is it a2 + b2 = sqrtC. Argh! I was freaking out but not quite knocked-out yet. From the top of my head, i was wondering if i could get tuition at the last minute from the teacher or friend and even planning which topics i ought to concentrate on (draw graphs on planes or something like that and NO trigonometry!).

So i would say i am still pretty in control (hmmm keyword?) though hopping on one foot when the better part of me (left brain probably, or right, or hind or whatever) stopped to ask...

"So what exactly is the paper i am cramming for. Was it C Maths, O-levels? Waitaminute... I finished my O-levels! And my As (okie, so i didn't do that well, but goddamnit, i completed that blasted C maths paper!). University? What the heck! I didn't even do maths in uni. And this ain't no psych stats paper either."

The more the thoughts rambled on, the more excited i became...

"Hang on... i finished my As, my university. I got my bachelor's degree. GEEZ! I even got my Masters already! (EUREKA!!!! - you could literally hear my brain blew a fuse just then) I DON"T NEED TO PREPARE FOR NO MATHS PAPER!!!!!! WOOHOOOOOOO!"

Well, that was probably when i realized i MUST be dreaming and need to wake up.
Besides, i think my phone just rang... *heh*

Off to Siam Reap

No.. not me.
HIM!

Sigh. So fun.
Wish i can bring a whole bunch of pesky, overprotected sec. sch girls on a overseas trip to a 3rd world country for 6 days after fending of defensive and protective parents too.

Some people have all the luck.

I am a part of the UN!!!

It tickled me to no ends when i surf on the web this morning and found that "Aurorin" is one of the nation member of this internet united nations under the umbrella name "Ztorque" (HmMm i don't know, sounds pretty much like a new model of sports car).

Apparent it is named The Commonwealth of Aurorin (WOoHoo! I am rich, rich, RICH!). With a really cool looking flag/crest/totem(?!?) that sorts of look like a desolute planet with a funky blue spike for a hair do (or perhaps a inverted ice cream cone, or mabbe not-so-coolly, like a missile emitting from the moon).

I am under the UN Category of Inoffensive Centrist Democracy (whatda??!?)with good civil rights track record, reasonable economy (wo0oHoo) and below average political freedom (yaY for ruling party!!). I even have my own motto - "Triumph is eternal" (that's right baby! and national animal (atomic superman?!)..

*heh heh heh*.

Being alone

I am in the enviable position where i get to live alone, with all the amenities and comfort of staying with the family (big room, live-in maid who cooks, do the laundry etc) and no nagging parents/siblings to content with. No one to ask me what time i am going to be home. No one to fight over the remote and internet phoneline with. All the peace and quiet i want, with no rent to pay.

Yet, too quiet, i'd say.

More than once the SO has mentioned that to me but i am quite used to it, really. I have my tv and my cat. What more would i need? And SO's company whenever he could come over (which is pretty much 80% of the week). I really don't think after we get married, much will change.

Except perhaps, we should really find a place of our own, to call our own.
Where there's a sense of belonging.

Not transcient migrants living a life beyond our boundaries.

Soon i think, though situation demands that statues quo remain as it is. As least for the time being.

Solitary confinement

The cat has been kept in solitary confinement for doing something naughty.
Really REALLY naughty.
So he has been looking mightily guilty and contrite in the past two days.
Not a peep out of him either.
Will let him stew in guilt for a while before cuddling him again.

Has been in self-imposed solitary confinement too.
Guess that virus which plagued me has not fully been eradicated because i am sick.
Again.
It is always the same problem.
Nose blocked.
Throwing up.
Feverish.
Sore throat.
SO seems to think it is stress related.
Perhaps it is but then i only got sick after i confirmed the 'venue'.

Strange.

I decided to control myself a little bit and not talk too much about the upcoming 'event' next nov *argh. the wedding damnit*

Don't want to have to rename the blog - "The marrying psychologist".

But who knows.
I may become indulgent later on.

Yoghurt and Tuna

For the past two weeks, i have been eating tuna/cheese with softmeal bread, cherry tomatos and a cup of yoghurt with nata de coco for lunch. The yoghurt, especially, is strangely addictive, considerating that i never liked yoghurt much in the first place. In any case, this rather boring combination for lunch every day has been quite good because a) it is cheap (in the long run), and b) it is healthy. However, i doubt i can continue this for long because everyone needs some variety in life, even boring people like me.

So, i decided to have yoghurt with mixed fruit from now on instead.