The Wannabe Economist

…when you barely know anything about the module.

Even the usually familiar mathematics notations all look funny.

So this is the efficiency that Singapore is best known for?

I haven’t give this issue much thoughts, other than merely follow the news on LOCAL mainstream media and blogs of mr brown and mr wang.

Thanks to mr brown who referred to this article in his latest entry. I admit to my indifference to this incident on the whole, and i did not see any issues with regards to the local media coverage, other than the obvious blown-out-of-proportion exposure to the effort to hunt him down. But Cherian George sees the reporting from a more profesional journalism point of view and hence all the obvious shortcomings have been noted.

I still do not have much to comment on this issue, other than generally agreeing to what the 2 bloggers and Cherian George had mentioned.

I reckon the best readings of local current affairs are still online, through the two blogs. Concise. To the point. And focus is on the other side of the story.

Time to join Mrs Chongky to watch Sweets for my Sweets. Not for Jade Seah. But for the yummy deserts.

We have been eating non-stop these couple of days.

Yesterday it was between the 2 of us, 3 bubble teas, 1 chessy curry chicken (chippy’s), 2 plates of Far East chicken rice and MacDee’s. Those were on top of breakfast and 1 big pao at supper.

And today, just for tea/dinner, we had between us, 1 pork ribs, chicken burger and fries at Cartel.

I think we is getting fat.

Just came back from Dempsey House.

Desert was great. I can’t decide which is my favourite, the strawberry shortcake, the lemo macademia tart, or the apple cider butterscotch cake. Ice mocha was intense (i meant thick and strong).

And it wasn’t expensive at all, and the noisy group of us stayed there for around 2 hours.

Haven’t had such good time with (Mrs Chongky and) friends for a while.

Ok Mrs Chongky said if i don’t blog about her i’ll be dead.

Thank you for applying the cream on my armpit abrasion. =)

This time i did it even better. Just 1 hr 36 minutes (unofficial time), which is wayyyyyyyyyy better than expected.

Never train for running this year (i maintain a training blog), just swam a few times altogether, and i managed to pull it off.

I’m happy.

I ran hard. I’m proud that i did that. But this comes at the expense of swollen knees. And having to bring them around Waikiki afterwards.

Ouch….

I should lose some weight.

But i’m saving that goal for after i catch up on sleep. It’s my 37th hours since i woke up the night after Bailamos en los calle. I think i napped only once, during lunch at the beach.

Got to get changed. Going out for dinner. Mrs Chongky’s sec sch friends.

It’s not a secret that i’m a sucker for sports inspirational movie.

And weirdly i tend to like American football movie the most. I’m not entirely sure this is contributed by my first such movie that moved me to tears (and if you know where i can get this dvd here, let me know, really appreciate that), or is it the physciality that attracts me.

And in case that you’re wondering, i do like rugby and Australian Rule Football as well.

Staying on topic, frankly i do care about how much the movie differs from the true story that it is based on. I would say compared to other so-called adaptions, i would think that Invincible is relatively closer to the real-life account of Vince Papale. That’s my opinion, seriously. Don’t bash me up for that. I deduced that from reading Wikipedia. Go read and make your comparison, or figure that out from other sources.

Hardwork, talent, character - recipe for a sportsman.

Sad to say, i don’t have all of these. I suck at sports, but i do love sports.

I even have a Greenbay Packers‘ no. 56 jersey Nick Barnett’s alternative away jersey (hey mind you it’s not a fake) that Mrs Chongky forbids me to wear. I’m not sure if the issue was the size, though it’s already a S. But i’m happy enough to take it out sometimes and walk around in the house in it.

Damn the adrenaline rush throughout the evening. And the good movie didn’t quite help either. 1 hour 10 minutes away from waking up time, 3 hours 40 minutes before the start of my wave at Singapore Biathlon 08, 5 hours 40 minutes from the start of games at Waikiki 08. I haven’t got my sleep…

LOL.