Since that wonderful weekend that i blogged about previously, it's been one hell of a busy period for me. I'm still sane, but i suspect my mind is drained and my body is atrophying. Just earlier, i had my dinner at 11.30pm. It was a bowl of unhealthy fishball noodles (dry). You know, those kind that have a lot of vinegar, oil and MSG. I was feeling faint in the cab before that and had decided - without nary a thought - i shall have the fishball noodles at the kopitiam. Then when i reached home, which was nearly midnight, i felt bloated and wanted to puke. I'm pathetic, i know.
In any case, as if to counter the toxins that have effortlessly accumulated inside my body, I have taken to eating fruits in the morning. Quite regularly, i must say. I used to have appetite for food like fried bee hoon and half-boiled eggs in the morning. But some time ago - i think after i had recovered from the last major illness - the appetite for such Singaporean-styled breakfast started waning. I don't have much appetite in the morning. That's when i switched to eating fruits. I buy cut-fruits from the food court below my workplace.
It's a good habit to eat fruits in the morning, Shawn told me one day. Taking fruits in the morning aids in hydrating our body efficiently, not to mention the benefits with regard to one's bowel movement. So, at least i was doing something right. I guess one reason why my body hasn't succumbed to the bugs is because i've been eating fruits daily, in the morning! Now i only need to get my exercise routine back - but only after two more weeks, when THE event is over. I'm eagerly awaiting that day.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Wunderful Wkend
This weekend, i did absolutely nothing productive except eat, sleep and watch TV.
And it was absolutely wonderful.
No grudging trudging back to office; no sense of burden weighing on my shoulders; and no obligation to wake up early.
And it was absolutely wonderful.
No grudging trudging back to office; no sense of burden weighing on my shoulders; and no obligation to wake up early.
unexpected in life
Just a few days back, yet another Singaporean succumbed to the capricious, nasty blows of Nature - he was struck dead by a falling tree branch.
I remember it was just recently that a woman got killed by a falling tree branch while two men died in similar circumstances while trekking at Mount Ophir in Malaysia.
During a car journey last weekend, I commented on the tragedy of those incidents (that was before the latest incident occurred). I wondered whether falling branches/trees might now factor into risk assessment in SAF training. After all, many soldiers do spend a fair amount of time in the jungles. Sometimes for an entire day, they could be camping out in the midst of thickly-vegetated areas which have many trees.
It was then that K, who was giving Kenneth and I a lift home, said something that really struck me: 'You know what this means? It means their (the victims') time is up.'
He said it in all solemnity, without any disrespect or being rude. I was struck by his words because i thought they contained a sense of the truth quite simply.
The truth is that those people were unfortunately killed by a falling tree or tree branch. The truth is also that they happened to be at a particular spot at a specific time when a tree branch had to break and strike them where they were. It's all very unexpected, almost incredulous, but things nevertheless occurred that way.
I am not a religious person, but i suppose someone religious would agree with K's words in a religious sense.
To me, I regard K's words in a somewhat philosophical way. There comes a point in life when our time would be up; indeed, it's only a matter of when.
But when that time comes, i like to think that many of us would have had time to be mentally prepared, if not already resigned to what is the inevitability of Life. But for those whose life had come to an abrupt stop, it is exactly because they had passed on ahead of their time that it seemed abtly, if cruelly, true that their time is up - too soon, too unexpectedly, with no sense of forewarning to the loved ones left behind.
I remember it was just recently that a woman got killed by a falling tree branch while two men died in similar circumstances while trekking at Mount Ophir in Malaysia.
During a car journey last weekend, I commented on the tragedy of those incidents (that was before the latest incident occurred). I wondered whether falling branches/trees might now factor into risk assessment in SAF training. After all, many soldiers do spend a fair amount of time in the jungles. Sometimes for an entire day, they could be camping out in the midst of thickly-vegetated areas which have many trees.
It was then that K, who was giving Kenneth and I a lift home, said something that really struck me: 'You know what this means? It means their (the victims') time is up.'
He said it in all solemnity, without any disrespect or being rude. I was struck by his words because i thought they contained a sense of the truth quite simply.
The truth is that those people were unfortunately killed by a falling tree or tree branch. The truth is also that they happened to be at a particular spot at a specific time when a tree branch had to break and strike them where they were. It's all very unexpected, almost incredulous, but things nevertheless occurred that way.
I am not a religious person, but i suppose someone religious would agree with K's words in a religious sense.
To me, I regard K's words in a somewhat philosophical way. There comes a point in life when our time would be up; indeed, it's only a matter of when.
But when that time comes, i like to think that many of us would have had time to be mentally prepared, if not already resigned to what is the inevitability of Life. But for those whose life had come to an abrupt stop, it is exactly because they had passed on ahead of their time that it seemed abtly, if cruelly, true that their time is up - too soon, too unexpectedly, with no sense of forewarning to the loved ones left behind.
GSS comes to the heartland
The Great Singapore Sale is everywhere. Or should i say everyone seemed to have latched onto the GSS bandwagon?
I went to the market-place this morning only to find the GSS poster plastered all over. There was even a marquee, albeit a small one, which appears to serve as a gift-exchange station for 'shoppers'. I walked past and momentarily caught the words 'sure-win' on a banner hung inside the marquee. Ah, the usual gimmicks.
Talk about the GSS going into the heartlands. Well, it was right before my eyes. But i wonder what sort of things are on sale. At the market-place, there are mainly standalone provision shops, including the ubiqutous Watson's, Guardian and what have you, which sell mostly daily necessities. Maybe the prices of the goods have been reduced a little, but these discounts do not quite gel with the GSS image that i have in mind. I am talking about luxury items, like clothes, watches, sneakers, accessories - things which are galore in downtown Orchard Road, you know.
In any case, without the GSS, there is always an air of excitement at the market-place. Everny weekend without fail, nearby and faraway residents descend here to enjoy good hawker food. Without the GSS branding, the shops would do just as well, i reckon, since the customers are their usual patrons. It's quite unlikely you'd attract people who do not live in the vicinity.
I went to the market-place this morning only to find the GSS poster plastered all over. There was even a marquee, albeit a small one, which appears to serve as a gift-exchange station for 'shoppers'. I walked past and momentarily caught the words 'sure-win' on a banner hung inside the marquee. Ah, the usual gimmicks.
Talk about the GSS going into the heartlands. Well, it was right before my eyes. But i wonder what sort of things are on sale. At the market-place, there are mainly standalone provision shops, including the ubiqutous Watson's, Guardian and what have you, which sell mostly daily necessities. Maybe the prices of the goods have been reduced a little, but these discounts do not quite gel with the GSS image that i have in mind. I am talking about luxury items, like clothes, watches, sneakers, accessories - things which are galore in downtown Orchard Road, you know.
In any case, without the GSS, there is always an air of excitement at the market-place. Everny weekend without fail, nearby and faraway residents descend here to enjoy good hawker food. Without the GSS branding, the shops would do just as well, i reckon, since the customers are their usual patrons. It's quite unlikely you'd attract people who do not live in the vicinity.
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