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My baby cousins, Tiffany and Christine. They are so adorable, but I failed to get a photo of them dancing together. I bet lots of guys would be queueing up to woo them when they grow up.(If Facebook still exists 15yrs down the road, I bet Christine would have millions of self portraits uploaded on her account.)
If you knew me better, you would know that I really dislike kids. Especially those kids that throw temper tantrums, yell, shout, cry, and basically making a hell lot of noise that would invariably give me a headache.
I was even thinking along the lines of NOT having children after/if I get married.
(forgive me my future wife.)
Perhaps I'm growing old, or the idea of children is growing on me. Hmm. But I'm beginning to like children, well at least the more well behaved ones that respond to you. With their baby talk and scuttling around on their little legs, they are actually quite adorable.
I have been spending some time with my baby cousin during this festive period. She's so lovable. She doesn't cry when she fell over accidentally, she'd only run up to her father and show him where she hit herself, and the father only needs to acknowledge her complaint and she'd just scuttle happily away.
Here's a photo of her being amazed by a camera hand phone and she identifies people through the phone.
Maybe it is true that fathers favour daughters more, and mothers sons; I rather have a daughter.
When you're late, or in a rush, things tend to go wrong. Having established that, I realised some things that always occur to me when I'm in a rush. (but this does NOT mean that I'm always late.)
One nuisance that is on the top of my list.
Before I go out, it is a habit of mine to bathe before leaving the house. Just when I closed the door and locked the padlock on my gate, I would suddenly ask myself if I switched off the heater. My heater is an external heater and it is a complete waste of electricity if you leave it switched on. The greater danger is that it may overheat and meltdown if left switched on for too long.
It is with this sense of danger that always leave me with no choice but to open the door again and check, only to find out that it has been switched off after I leave the toilet, leaving me even more irritated. But then again, if I fail to check, I'd feel uneasy throughout when I'm out.
By far, I have never really been able to ascertain with 100% confidence if I have switched off the heater after my bath when I'm standing there pondering about it at my doorstep. But the most irritating thing is, it is always AFTER I have locked my door then I'll ask the heater question.
Another nuisance.
When I'm in a rush, I tend to move faster, do everything faster, and therefore, start to perspire after my nice and cool bath. Nothing irks me more before I go out is that I'm perspiring like no one's business even before I do anything.
So, after I changed my clothes in my room, I will make sure the windows are open and the fan is turned on as I start preening my hair. I remember last time, before an important date, I turned on the aircon in my room before I went to bathe to maintain a cool temperature in the room when I'm changing.
I wonder if anyone else has the same heater problem as I do?
Tennis. Are we that obsessed with that particular sport? Maybe you don't perspire too much? That we can laugh (at wilander) together? But I believe the prime reason why we (apart from wilander, again.) like to get together and play tennis is the post-tennis slacking/jiao-weing session is sorely missed during our stint in NS.
We went to play tennis again at the birdcage, with this time zw bringing his girl along, finally. It had been an on-going joke that us as zw's best frens knew his colleague more than May herself. I remember myself only uttering ONE sentence to her when zw was in hospital, for the whole 2years plus they have been dating. But as it turns out, May seems like a pretty cool girl and she can understand our weird sense of humour. (As I would expect out of the 2yrs of training with zw, heh.)
Welcome new Slacker!
Somehow I feel that us as a group, has become even closer and more tightly knitted than before. And I feel that it has been this new Slacker that contributed quite a fair bit.We drove around in zw's ride and after prata we ended up (somehow) at Sembawang Beach and we talked about the Sands of Time, about our past experiences and general rubbish. Mysteriously enough, I had quite a bit of the Sands from sembawang beach in my shoes after we went to play the swings.
I had the pleasure of sending our new Slacker back home.
(:
I always liked to be cynical in my thoughts, like thinking that there's always a dark side to a person, always thinking that there are always vested interests behind certain actions a person takes. I realised sth, that all of these hardens my heart up, replacing the innocence, and the belief in actual good.
Sure, you need to harden your heart while out conquering the world. But I need not have extended it to those around me. I remember what yn said of me yrs ago, and I realised I'm not that person anymore. It took just one fateful line to hit me that I was behaving like a jerk. Without giving a fair chance at all.
To you, I apologise, even though there's no way you will ever know, but I still need to do this.
Sorry baby.
Many things happened at the start of 2009, both interesting and intriguing. Maybe this is a sign of things to come, with uni starting in August. After ORD-ing in november, I'm spending alot more time with my best frens and its a very nice feeling to be hanging out on a regular basis again.
After seeing all the politics in army and backstabbing and gossiping to boot, its very comforting to be with those that you are put your complete trust in. Some may say that its stupid to put your complete trust in someone, but I say that you have never lived if you did not put your trust, your life in the hands of your friend(s). I feel that there is no point if you live your life with such hypocrisy. Yes, I believe in the good of people, in my friends.
But then again, you should know who are the ones that you can trust.

I'm currently struggling to read through The Black Swan by Nassim Nicholas Taleb, with him talking about the random events and the uncertainty that's rampant in the world yet we are still trying to predict uncertainty. Remember your Statistics? Screw those.
My brain needs more juice to totally comprehend this read, I'm like reading the same paragraph 3 times to finally understand. Ugh!