mercredi, février 29, 2012

this i promise you


roses are red
violets are blue
sugar is sweet
and so are you!

vendredi, février 24, 2012

scissors paper stone


i really prefer chee ko par.

dimanche, février 19, 2012

±1

拜六历拜, 会不会开?

the typical singaporean's dream usually is to strike the lottery, buy some property/stocks, and live off the passive income for the rest of his/her life.

yesterday, i got hit by bird shit at orchard. luckily (or so i thought at that time), it hit me only on the arm and not somewhere else where it would be harder to clean off.

after all the usual curses about exterminating the entire bird population in singapore, i did what every good singaporean would do: buy lottery. dun ask me why; its just an asian thing, like 大难不死, 必有后福.

and so after dinner i checked the 4D results, and i couldn't help but notice one particular number..

9520.

drats!!! must have been that the shit was not a direct hit (but rather just a graze on my arm) that caused me not to strike the 头奖!!!

hey angry bird, next time if you want to bomb me please aim properly! please don't waste both my time going to the toilet to clean up AND my money at the 4D booth!

lundi, février 13, 2012

penny wise pound foolish

just the other day, i was reading some articles and blogs about making every penny count in singapore (especially when the cost of living is increasing with every passing second) and i realised that i am quite the spendthrift.

where an article talked about putting aside a fixed sum of money for savings, i would think in terms of how much i would save if i purchased a promotional, but useless or another good-to-have item.

where a blogger would be bitching about how he has to spend an additional $5 in transport fares to return a defective good to the shop, i generally do not think twice about driving around the island just to look for nice chill out spots, or spending additional boliao money to zhng my car.

where another blogger would moan about the rising costs of food in hawker centres, i do not blink at consistently paying the government additional alcohol tax at various night spots.

you get the idea. i know that money is hard to come by but i realise that once we get used to a certain kind of lifestyle, it is difficult to retreat to a "lower", or simpler if you will, kind of lifestyle. and that is why the rat race is here to stay: we all constantly feel the need to upgrade our standard of living and will try our best to preserve it at all costs once we feel that it is under threat. quite the vicious cycle.

i actually envy those who are content with what they have, and are level-headed with their money. these are the people who will go far, make it big, and perhaps be able to retire at 50. me? hell no. not when i just purchased a pricey 5A resale flat and committed to a few other expensive purchases. will all these make me a happy person? maybe. will something lesser make me happy? equally dubious.

so why didn't i just settle for the cheaper option?

lundi, février 06, 2012