The Wannabe Economist talks about everything mundane and not-so-mundane
After 10 minutes spent on loading up 2 bicycles into the car, lots of pespiration under the hot noon sun, and getting 1 set of singlet and berms dirty….
I have brought the bicycles back to the shop.
I think i is love cycling.
Yes, bad luck. Tire went flat. Just as i was reaching the SLE Flyover.
There are nice Singaporean around. A fellow cyclist who was behind me noticed the flat and shouted out. Then he stopped with me, checked where i’m heading to, and offered me a spare tube.
Unfortunately, i didn’t get around to zhng the bike with quick release. I do not have saddle tool box too. I thanked him for the offer… and he left stating that it’s just bad luck.
LOL…
So much for waking up at 6.30am, only to cycle for 30 minutes, and waited 20 minutes for a cab, and then spending $11 on cab fare.
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I is tired. And looking forward to cycling bright and early later.
I lost it all, almost. Like what always happen, people say things they don’t really mean and well, the situation simply goes downhill all the way.
A lot has happened. We made it through all the time. Though neither of us belongs to the group of emo people, i reckon we both remember every single of these times.
It’s probably best if we don’t have go through the conflicts at all.
Slept too much, played too much. Did too little.
Going to school now.
I am falling sick. Dizzy while having dinner just now. And then i felt like i can never be able to quench the thirst and ended up drinking a lot…
…water, milk, almond jelly (ok i ate this) and bird’s nest (it’s entirely Mrs Chongky’s idea). It only got better after i seeked refuge in the air-conditioned room.
Yesterday was sure eventful. Had my first interview of the year, which i would say went well except for the neglected fact that the company is looking for immediately employment.
Gave this company a piece of my mind too. If the department didn’t deserve it because the screw up happened with the operation side and technically they didn’t contribute to the happening of the mistake, they probably deserve all the shouting i gave them because of their unprofessional attitude. Not that i would expect myself to be even civilized in this situation, but i’m not a staff with this particular listed company on the SGX and thus have no obligation to behave in the most professional manner. I believe with this incident, our clubbing life has come to an end. We might have already entered this unknown blacklist the system hides somewhere deep underneath all the programmes, and when our I.D.s are scanned, a prompt will appear on the screen to instruct the bouncers to deny our entry.
In any case, when i have the money to spend, i swear i would go to the ataps clubs, not those meant for boys wearing plastic frames and keeping extremely short hair. Or any other associated clubs under this umbrella company.
On a lighter note, i have ended my term as the events manager. I reckon now i’m free to do whatever i want, including trekking in the city.
Frankly i prefer trekking in the wilds, but if i can’t do that, the next best alternative would be carrying the beloved backpack and hike around in the city.
Time to go catch up with sleep. Another long day tomorrow. And have to look after the kids.
They are just like me. And my bro. Never fail to fall asleep on the sofa just because it feels different from the bed.
I think i is hungry.
Even over-cooked steak looks yummy. Disclaimer: these steaks are over-cooked because i don’t like the idea of seeing red juice when i cut the steak. Steaks proudly brought to you by Mrs Chongky.
On second thought, i think i would like to have Carl’s Jr instead.
With all the condiments - jalapeno, salsa, pickles. I think i enjoy the condiments more than the fries or the burger. No doubt that a meal Carl’s Jr is expensive, but with all the thoughts put behind the food from the counter’s offer to cut the burger into half, to all the exotic condiments, and the free flow drinks that you can’t find anywhere else (i suppose).
Time to go off to the isolated corner of Singapore soon. Going to A&E now.
And alas, Mrs Chongky finally decided that it’s time to download the photographs from her camera.
And this was what i did at the Sports Fiesta last Friday. I wish i was more natural on the bull, but i just felt everything was weird when i’m can’t see things clearly. So here’s me, on the rodeo, seeing blur.
The team played volleyball - both both matches lost by really close margin.
Some good things in life come free. Like 100-plus, ice-kachang and cotton candy.
Now that i am back to the salsa team, at least until the SISF 2007, i find myself hungry - before training, during training and after training. So you can’t really fault me if i crave for buffet after training. Or Carl’s Jr.
And er… i also feel the groove more frequent.
Like while packing artworks with bubble wrap i feel one of those urge to dance.
Current smell:
Happy!
I have just applied medication oil on that swollen thumb, finally. Earlier on we couldn’t find the bottle of oil and Mrs Chongky actually remembered, kept on finding it, and told the barely awake me this afternoon that she found it.
Like what i always say, what doesn’t break us will only make us stronger. Same for relationship. A lot had happened, but we’re still together. That surely has to mean something.
Today, Mrs Chongky decided to be specially nice to me and cooked me steaks for dinner (though i did pay for them in the first place). I would have posted up the photo if i used my own camera, but i didn’t. So this has to wait. Mummy decided that home cooking is still healthier, as the steak does not taste salty compared to the ones we had when we eat out. I agree. I have to agree with mummy. Mrs Chongky too.
Ok i am getting really out of point now. Shall go to bed. Waking up at 6am for morning run. Despite all the saying about wanting to go triathlon since the pre A levels days, i never got around to do it. The whole idea entails too much effort. But now that i got my own bicycles, it seems like the best time to put idea into action.
I just went out of point again.
So here’s to our lovely 2 years and 2 months together, Mrs Chongky.
