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Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Updates On My Life
Seriously, this entire month is full of good and bad luck.
Firstly, I fell down on my way home after running to the 7-11 near my place to run an errand for my elder sister. Came home in this condition, except that blood was trickling down my leg in a single stream.
This, obviously, is after I wash off all the specks of sand and clean my wound.
When I fell, I diverted my attention away from the pain by running back to the 7-11, with cigarettes between my fingers and got a new plastic bag. And I rushed home. This is a good trick if you don't want to feel pain. Divert all attention onto responsibility and I changed my mindset into thinking that I have to get this errand done!
The good luck part was that a Facebook friend that I seldom chat with, offered to bring bandages and gauze for me. I thought he had some at home and since he already have them, I might as well accept the kind offer.
I turned up to work (he dropped it off at Tara) and received it with Watson's and Guardian's carrier. So cute of him.
Then I texted him telling him that he shouldn't have went to the expense. There's no need to buy. But I am grateful for such little deeds. This is being "protected" by a bandage with love.
Another day, a man in his 40s-50s was selling little dolls and key chains (the kind you see walking from doors to doors selling items which are normally for charity). But his was not charity. It is a business approved by the government.
When I heard his story (his dad jut passed away), I borrowed money from customers to buy 2 cute dolls for $30. Both for my sisters and I'm sure they'll love it because I adore it like hell but I cannot afford another $15. I returned the money to the customer when I had some free time to retrieve my wallet in the locker. I didn't want to walk around too much as my wound was hurting.
The same night, the bartender from another pub came with his friends and one of them was not really happy. In fact, he looked sad.
So, like why I have done for millions of people, I made a lucky charm heart. Singapore's dollar coin is a lucky charm due to it's Eight-sided interior to bless all Singaporeans as we had spoiled the Feng Shui when developing Singapore.
The dollar coin, is money. Money is being used by all people, regardless of religion. Therefore, the smart Feng Shui master and ex-MM Lee placed the blessing on that coin.
I have a whole coin box with dollar coins. :D Very kiasu. My mom taught us this.
Back to the topic about the sad guy, I folded it using 2 dollars note (as it is the perfect fit) and thought I didn't have a dollar coin. Went around asking for a dollar coin and found one in my wallet. So I gave him a perfect one.
Then I found a dollar coin on the floor when cleaning up! How lucky!!!
The last one, it was my manager's daughter's birthday. My manager was really busy and stressed that she didnt have the time to get anything for her daughter. So I ran out of he bar when it was rather busy (so I have to make my trip to the cake shop really fast) and I sneaked out for a while. Was running when I tripped on my pants and fell in front of the entire boat quay. Like soccer when they do a uni-chorus, "GOAL", mine went, "GASP". Fucking embarrassing. Especially when I slid down the road and the impact was too hard on my lower body that when my hands were on the ground, my legs were still sliding towards my shoulders.
Ended up looking like a toad. (._.")
But that day I was happy. A cake less than a dollar and a fall could make her daughter happy, it's more than worth it.
After work, the bartender whom I casually called, "husband", and I baked a chocolate cake and whip up meal for the birthday girl.
I was too immobilized that I couldn't not stand up to take pictures of her birthday party.
Then I went home and guess why I found?
A toad waiting for me to come home!!!!!
I was describing the fall to my Facebook and I said that I look like a frog in my ending position. And I really saw a toad on my way home. Coincidence?
It just squat there as I stroke it and wanted to bring it home. But I walked away because I'm afraid of carrying it. I stroked it and my left hand didn't touch the lift buttons or house door until I washed it.
And I saw my neighbor, a lot younger than me, who grew up to be dashing. I have been staying in the estate for more than 10 years, so imagine how time flies.
I excitedly show him the photos of the frog but he was so not interested. (._.")
I guess I'm the only one hyper in the world. Little things can get me all fired up and excited. I feel like a mountain turtle.
At the Jurong East Interchange, where I usually take the bus to work, the canteen Uncle waited for me to fumble for coins to pay for the drinks.
I didn't take long but the uncle was like, "Girl, have a not? Don't have never mind. Uncle treat you."
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay