
Phew..
Phew. Went for a haircut, nearly got into an accident on the way there...so tired I missed out the turning green arrow, paid all the bills at AXS, drew money for tomorrow, went home, took a bath, folded clothes. Finally, I have some time to blog.
As usual, each time I have a haircut, I have to blog about it. This time is no different.
On the way in to EC house at Bukit Panjang, the guy leaving said to the lady that was going to cut my hair, "Next time you must cut for me ya". And then when my haircut started, a lady came in and said, "Ooh I want you to cut for me. You are the only one who knows how to cut my hair". So I presumed she must be really good, or she paid a lot of money to hire extras. I think it's the former, cos a hair cut at EC house costs $10 only. But hor, after the haircut... I look like a kid! At certain angles, I look as if I haven't gotten a haircut, at other angles, I look like a small kid. Oh well, maybe fusion suits me. Half old, half young. Half L, half DMC. Half Takeshi, half Orlando.
And on the way there, I heard something on the radio about a survey on how difficult it is to complain about government officers here. Seriously, I don't understand the fixation of people to complain. It's like we're all branded. "Don't give us what we want when we complain, and you should be hung!" That kinda thing. Firstly, not all officers are like that. It's like a zoo, u have different species in each cage. In our oval office, we have different officers at each cubicle too. We're not all just monkeys, we have zebras, kangaroos and tigers too. Recently got a complaint about some works being done, and after checking that nothing was wrong and replying to the source, the response was "guarantee now..that nothing will ever go wrong...ever". For 2.5 seconds, I felt like I was escalated to the status of an ephemeral being. "Yes, I guarantee that you will live till 100 years old". Shaking my head, I realise that the only response that was possible was "Sorry, wrong recipient. Turn left, turn right, turn another left and you will see the Prayers Department...ask for a guy named God". Seriously, complain if it warrants complaining and ask for your rights. But don't just ask for the sky. The person that deals with your complaint, might very well be your son that just graduated, or some young kid that is just taking instructions from older, more sinister..I mean experienced... seniors.
On a lighter note, I am still half way thru folding lions. Don't ask. If you find a good origami lion diagram (no Japanese lion please.. no I am not prejudiced against Japanese, it's just that I saw that clip on youtube alredy), do send it to me.
And ooh... remember posting a note long long ago about some tabs. Seems like I still get emails from all over the world asking me to share the tabs. Worst thing is.. I didn't keep it, or rather I've misplaced it. Just surprised that people still send me emails years later requesting for it.
As usual, each time I have a haircut, I have to blog about it. This time is no different.
On the way in to EC house at Bukit Panjang, the guy leaving said to the lady that was going to cut my hair, "Next time you must cut for me ya". And then when my haircut started, a lady came in and said, "Ooh I want you to cut for me. You are the only one who knows how to cut my hair". So I presumed she must be really good, or she paid a lot of money to hire extras. I think it's the former, cos a hair cut at EC house costs $10 only. But hor, after the haircut... I look like a kid! At certain angles, I look as if I haven't gotten a haircut, at other angles, I look like a small kid. Oh well, maybe fusion suits me. Half old, half young. Half L, half DMC. Half Takeshi, half Orlando.
And on the way there, I heard something on the radio about a survey on how difficult it is to complain about government officers here. Seriously, I don't understand the fixation of people to complain. It's like we're all branded. "Don't give us what we want when we complain, and you should be hung!" That kinda thing. Firstly, not all officers are like that. It's like a zoo, u have different species in each cage. In our oval office, we have different officers at each cubicle too. We're not all just monkeys, we have zebras, kangaroos and tigers too. Recently got a complaint about some works being done, and after checking that nothing was wrong and replying to the source, the response was "guarantee now..that nothing will ever go wrong...ever". For 2.5 seconds, I felt like I was escalated to the status of an ephemeral being. "Yes, I guarantee that you will live till 100 years old". Shaking my head, I realise that the only response that was possible was "Sorry, wrong recipient. Turn left, turn right, turn another left and you will see the Prayers Department...ask for a guy named God". Seriously, complain if it warrants complaining and ask for your rights. But don't just ask for the sky. The person that deals with your complaint, might very well be your son that just graduated, or some young kid that is just taking instructions from older, more sinister..I mean experienced... seniors.
On a lighter note, I am still half way thru folding lions. Don't ask. If you find a good origami lion diagram (no Japanese lion please.. no I am not prejudiced against Japanese, it's just that I saw that clip on youtube alredy), do send it to me.
And ooh... remember posting a note long long ago about some tabs. Seems like I still get emails from all over the world asking me to share the tabs. Worst thing is.. I didn't keep it, or rather I've misplaced it. Just surprised that people still send me emails years later requesting for it.
Very Curious


On the pill...

Well, if u dunno the story...here goes..
There was this classmate who had a headache..and needed panadol. He took 2..and still had a headache... so he took another 2...and still had a headache...so he took another 2.. and no more headache!
But the ambulance came and he was admitted to the hospital..
I turned back and told another classmate "he took 6 panadol." And he in turn turned back and told the next person "he took 16 panadol". By the time it went all the way to the back of the class... I think it should've been like 60 panadols?...
I left the classroom and went next door. A fren from that class came over and said to me.. "Hey, you know wat? Some guy from the other class took 66 panadols and was admitted to the hospital!"
Goes to say.. dun believe entirely wat u hear from others... chances are, it's only 10% correct!
Orthros No Inu


Tired..
Atypical night..(atypical = not so typical la)
Now...who says we can't make full use of our time? Tonight, I had dinner, met friends for a drink, went home, vacuumed the car and got myself some time to jog.
Well, had dinner. Then went to the city and spent about an hour and a half with buddies and drank a small cup of sake (ya really small). Vacuuming the car took longer than expected. It's not totally clean, but its a big improvement over what it was before. And was planning to go jogging for about an hour, but ended up coming back after 20 minutes. Oh well, its an achievement ok. Haha...
On the hindsight, I also managed to get myself locked out of my own condo. Forgot to bring the passcard, and no one... just practically no one.... was going in or coming out of the condo. Spent a while roaming outside, and I guess the security must be wondering wat I am doing. By the time I got over being paisei and pressed the security button, they just opened the electromagnetic door and let me in my block. Only thing I could think of doing after that was wave at the camera. Phew, months of waving at the security guards and exchanging small talk actually paid off! Hahaha....
Well, had dinner. Then went to the city and spent about an hour and a half with buddies and drank a small cup of sake (ya really small). Vacuuming the car took longer than expected. It's not totally clean, but its a big improvement over what it was before. And was planning to go jogging for about an hour, but ended up coming back after 20 minutes. Oh well, its an achievement ok. Haha...
On the hindsight, I also managed to get myself locked out of my own condo. Forgot to bring the passcard, and no one... just practically no one.... was going in or coming out of the condo. Spent a while roaming outside, and I guess the security must be wondering wat I am doing. By the time I got over being paisei and pressed the security button, they just opened the electromagnetic door and let me in my block. Only thing I could think of doing after that was wave at the camera. Phew, months of waving at the security guards and exchanging small talk actually paid off! Hahaha....
Arioch
Japanese Drama Serials..
Ok, so Galileo is over. It's not the end of the world. There's still Gonzo, 33 pun tantei, and tons of other genius cum crime solving experts roaming around in this world. We bought a new series.. Mr Brain.. and have been watching it during the weekend. Ya, its another genius type flick, but instead of Physics, he uses Neuroscience (something to do wif the brain). Wonder when they will have a genius engineer cum crime solver drama. Now that will be something.
Always wonder how the Japanese got their ideas from. They seem really talented at stuff like anime and mysteries. Here we are doing romance dramas and there they are churning out things like Handsome Suit and DMC. Really feel theres a spark of brilliance from their side of the world.
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