Something For The Soul(other than chicken soup)

Just a little something I came across a while back and have been wanting to share with you.....


EVERYONE"S FREE (TO WEAR SUNSCREEN)

If I could offer one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable other than my own meandering experience... i will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth- oh nevermind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youthuntil they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't graspnow, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are NOT as fat as you imagined.

Do not worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in life are apt to be the things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindsides you on a 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you.

Sing.

Do not be reckless with other people's hearts. Do not put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you received. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Do not feel guilty if you don't know what you wanna do with your life.... the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40. Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken at your 75th wedding anniversary... Whatever you do, don't congratulate too much or berate yourself either- your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can... don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it... it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance... even if you have nowhere else to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel UGLY.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they might be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past, and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, except for the precious few you should hold on to. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in the city once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in the country once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths. Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You too, will get old. And when you do, you will fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone to support you. Maybe you'll have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you are 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy but be patient to those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia; dispensing it is a way of fishing out the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

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Figures. I was supposed to have written an emo entry and I do the exact opposite.

Oh well.


Gdnite(again).

Reality;The problem with it: It's Real

Things I Realised This Week:



I effing miss the U.K



I hate the USA



My spoken English is deteriorating into some weird amalgamation of... butchered English/Malay/Mandarin/UnknownDialect(suspectedHokkien)



NS is not bugging me as much as I want it to (so as to legitimise the fact that I hate it)



I'll sing for the rest of my life....even if my larynx gets torn out of my throat( then newspapers around the world will have the first person to sing without a voice on their front covers)



One of my ex-PTI(physical training instructor) in NS is a mini-celebrity in Hong Kong. And he models apparently.



One of the guys in my Unit is currently doing modelling also.



My dad is a mini-celebrity in Italy since his role as a villain in one of their telemovies( no, cash is not coming in at all!)



My mum is a mini-celebrity in the Traffic Police HQ at Ubi. Almost all the senior tellers were her buddies back when she was still in CID.



I will end my life the day Nutella is banned from Singapore.



Kinder Bueno is my favourite Chocolate bar, overtaking Snickers and Marsbars....unless it's fried Marsbars.



I cannot live without chocolate.



I am gaining weight.

I don't really care about gaining weight.

AcappellaChamps is in two weeks and AcappellaFest is next week and we still need more practice.

I love my bed(actually i knew this for a long time. the thought just hit me again this week, since it's been all rainy)

I 've never really emo'ed on my blog before and would attempt an emoish one sometime soon.

I ironically, I'll be doing it for laughs.

Stay tuned( or whatever) to the next post!!

Shamelss Advertising...not by me

I watched the Miss Universe pageant on TV.....and I think Jerry Springer mentioned "America's Got Talent" no less than five times... and later freely admitted it was added into his script by the sponsors. Hmmm..... makes you wonder what other things the sponsors can add to the script....

Miss Vezuela won, by the way, though I thought both Miss Mexico and Miss Dominican Republic were more gifted in the looks department. I had no idea what Russia was doing in the top ten, nevermind the top five. I thought Miss Vietnam, Miss Italy and Miss Kosovo shld have gone further.... And from the first round, I thought Miss Korea, Miss Germany and Miss One-Of-The-African-Countries should have made it. I mean, ok, so they're trying to judge them based on a few things other than looks. But it's a BEAUTY pageant for goodness sakes. And I think someone on the panel of judges had the hots for Latina beauties. four out of the top five were latinas( though no doubt latinas have a long history of winning the title).

Oh well. But from last night's glimpse, Miss Singapore didn't look that bad. In fact, she was downright beautiful. Though the merlion dress was a little...I dunno. It's more of an "Oh" instead of a "Wow", I guess.

Maybe next year, Miss Singapore will dress up as a lion(better than a fish). She seems a little confused now(lion or fish, lion or fish...decisions decisions...)

Anyway, that's my two cents in. I'm kinda sleepy, it's late and i'll probably be late tmr so gdnite!!!!


I so realize that it's always "Gdnite". I just don't seem to update at any other time....

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MOVING ON.........

Tiring day, tiring week.... the whole onth is bloody tiring. Though this week kinda takes the cake, considering is my shift week, meaning I work full day on Fridays and halfdays on Saturdays. On my offweek, I work for half a day on the week's Friday and get the next day off. Add in the fact that I was grossly sick on Saturday night, all through Sunday to Tuesday, during which i was on medical leave. Tuesday was... screwed-up. Not sure if I should post the reason up here. I'd probably get sued.

I still remeber the doctor I visited on Monday though. That's a good thing, seeing as she was young and super sweet. And smokin wow. I mean hot.

And I wanna talk about people's MRT habits. I know some newspapers here have already done extensive coverage on that little facet of commuter life here(and in doing so becoming the butt of jokes for other international papers) but this is a topic that has not yet been covered by ME and is thus, not yet completely scrutinised.

First, the yellow lines indicating how commuters should stand aside while letting people alight first, you know, those weird drawings that resemble a pyramid with a sunroof with arrows indicating the direction sunlight should be travelling in, no longer work. Except on tourists. And even then, it's cuz they're scared they''s get fined. Or even worse, hanged. Sure, they worked once upon a time( the markings) but I guess the novelty has just....worn off. Our aim of being respectable, well mannered citizens is losing phenomenally to our desire for a seat to sleep on for the rest of the long, boring journey and the worst thing is...... some are not even genuinely sleeping! They just close their eyes in case someone who really needs the seat comes along so that 1) They'll not be shot dirty looks by other, more socially responsible people ("I sleeping what, how I know?"), 2)They'll have a legit excuse not to give up their seat ("I'm sleeping what.") ans 3)They'll save face (" If only I was awake, I would have given her the seat lah.") anf finally, the most important reason, 4) They'll get to keep their seat ( " I sleeping what, so of course I need the seat!").

Of course, everyone who knows me knows I really really really love to seat down myself so this might sound hypocritical but I do give my seat up sometimes. To those who really need it. To this list, i do not include children in between 4-8 years old however. They seem more content letting their parents chase them up and down the train. NOr do I offer middle aged aunties/uncles who waltz right up to you(sitting down) and whose facial expression changes from that of disappointment(from finding no seats) to that of one about to die if noone offers them a seat. Most of the times they're not even that old.

Then there are those difficult cases, which includes:

An old maid who dresses up like a young girl. You're scared of appearing rude by not offering a seat. On the other hand, you're scared of breaking the saying to her: You. Look. Old.

The woman whose bulging stomach has an indefinite roundness, but a roundness nontheless. Imagine the scene: "Have a seat miss, congrats on your baby." to which she says, "What baby?"

The uncle with the really white hair and lines on his face. But who is also muscular and looks perfectly capable of choke-slamming anyone who hints to him that he looks feeble.

The mother with the child who doesn't want to sit down.

The child with the mother who doesn't want to sit down.

But generally, it doesn't matter. Everyone's sleeping so they won't get seats anyway.....

And finally, my pet peeve: people who rush into MRTs, the moment the doors open. Especially those who have the nerve to click their bloody tongues at me while i give them their fully deserved shove on my way out. And it wasn't like i intended it to happen. Once, it got so bad, I had to elbow someone out of the way. The train was already crowded at the exit and the one space which everyone was using to slide through to the exit was also the one place this dastardly disgusting man decided to rush to from the outside. What did I do? I slid my left arm into the crack between him and another commuter, to his right(his back was to me). I said 'excuse me'. He tried to get past me, using his shoulder. The door was beeping so I sorta slid into the tiny space betweeen him and the other person and i pushed him, with my elbow, backwards to where i was originally standing. I heard the click of his tongue. I really wanted to raise my elbow to his face. But I got what I wanted. And I am too nice.

No wonder newspapers keep writing about this stuff. I bet it can fill up and entire book. I now I can keep on rambling forever but I wanna awatch some funny vids.

SO i guess i'll blog in again tmr or on sunday.


see if i have anything to type about.


In case you hadn't noticed, i talked abt the mrt for goodness sakes.

gives you a clue to what other dazzlingly exciting stuff i have in store for you.

hmmm.....

oh well.
gdnight.

My Life Thus Far.....

.......is lousy.

Yes.

The thing is, I typed out what I wanted to say earlier, venting out my anger and frustration in colourful bursts of lingua franca that would be sure to impress anyone(except maybe for those who don't read English).

Then the page decided to hang the very moment the autosave was suppossed to kick in so technically, the autosave mechanism caused the very thing that it was supposed to have prevented: the unnecessary loss of incompleted posts due to a computer cock-up.

And you wonder why I detest technology.

I'm seriously no techno-phobe but sometimes too much is simply too much. It has reached the stage where the moment you mastered a new technology, a newer one is created. I guess this is why capitalists are so into technology. They don't have to search, buy, steal or extract anything. They just have to create to sell. And because technology makes a lot of things so much simpler to do, so much faster, along with an unprecedented level of convenience for all, we the consumers lap it up. And when enough copies of Tech.01 is sold, they release Tech.01.o5 which is even more advanced, more convenient to use and thus, more profitable!!!

It's capitalist ingenuity at its finest!!!!

AND I HAVE NO FREAKIN IDEA WHERE THE WHOLE PARAGRAPH CAME FROM!! talk about being random.....

Anyway, for those who need an update on my life....

I am single. (sad fact)

I am frequently broke. (sad fact)

I am serving NS. (sad fact)

I graduated from IJC with reasonably okay results. (reasonably happy fact...but kinda sad too..)

I am in CivilDfence Provost Escort Unit. (urm.... sad/funny/happy/schizo fact?)

I am in possession of another piece of junk for a PC. (sad fact)

I am still growing taller, according to other people. (sad fact)

I realised this second autosave still isn't working. (sad fact)

I still hang out with the old crowd; Jo, XY, Stan, Zhenhong, etc... (happy fact...when and if we meet up)

I still sing for TAS (happy/energy sapping/ time draining/ same'old-same'old fact)

I've not lost that much weight 6 months into NS (SAD SAD FACT)

I'm leading a sad life. (Happy fact....for those who hate me)

Now I need to go bathe and before I (autosave worked) end off this introductory post, here's a....urm..... ah what the heck. I'm ending this post. Goodnight.



LOL.