Technically, it's not morning here in Singapore. It's already 1pm in the afternoon. But it's barely two hours since I woke up from sleeping in. I'll just pretend it's still morning. Eating my bread and drinking my coffee. Life~
Adding Yiruma's lovely piano skills- Perfect morning. (Minus the headache part. Why oh why) Can't believe I actually thought Yiruma was a Japanese singer. People can only be this much ignorant right? Hahah. But he's so good. All classic that I've heard of but didn't know who's the culprit. Now I know. Yiruma. YI-RU-MA. Will remember this name for life.
Let's officially start this update with some random stuff.
The reason why I slept in are always because of dreams. Having a dream is similar to watching a free movie when you're asleep. So why not? Sometimes, you even get to be the lead actress or heroine. It's all cool. Hahah. In my dream last night, I was almost a heroine. I'm the wife of a very powerful businessman. And we were at his function with lots of businessman and important people. I had to greet all of them. And there was this cocky businessman who refused to shake hands with my husband but he wanted to shake my hand. And he told me to get him a drink.
I went to the kitchen and couldn't decide which glass to use. The goblet or normal tall glass. This waitress came to help me. And then, she added hot water to coke (I don't know why) and placed the kettle in the oven. I freaked out. I mean, it might explode. Which I'm sure it will. Why will she do that?! I tried to removed it but it was already streaming hot. There are no other waiters around too. Panic, panic. Then, another oven behind me, those used in bakeries, started to let out smoke. Thick smoke. I was totally ''Forget about the water man. I gotta run."
I grabbed my husband, screamed at all the business people and ran out.
The scene changed suddenly. There was no husband. No business people. Once I was out of the function, I was in a small commercial building. I screamed at the various shops to run since there was a fire. Apparently, no one bothered. I mean, there's a fire! You don't want to die right?!
I carried this little boy who was running too slow. And his little sister ran with me. I went back for some stubborn people who are too obsessed with the stock market to even look at me. Well, they can die for all I care. Money is more important right? Same goes to the people in the bank. They just refused to acknowledge me. Fine, they can all just burn.
But luckily, the fire didn't spread that much although the building is covered in smoke. I saved like three kids! I'm a hero~ /throws confetti everywhere
Perhaps my headache is caused that the smoke I inhaled in my dream. (what nonsense). It hurts. A throbbing kind of pain. Is it because I left my hair to dry naturally? It came after my shower. Ouch, ouch. I would hit myself. But I won't. /hugs self
Now, it's Utada Hikaru. She's cool too. The singer of the infamous first love. But her songs aren't really my style. Quite honetstly, I don't really like Japanese pop songs. It gives a different kind of feel as compared to English, Chinese or even Korean pop songs. Jap pop songs all sounds like some anime theme song. And they're not really catchy too. I don't know. Just not my style. Hmm.
Oh.
I read somewhere (must be twitter) that humans are designed to sleep 8 hours a day, separated into 4 hours and two sleeps. I'm really tempted to try. (But my current bodyclock is already kinda screwed) It means that I need to sleep at midnight till 4am. Stay awake. Then, continue another 4 hours from... noon till 4pm? Okay, never mind. It sounds horrible already. Why will I be up at 4am anyway.. I won't know what time to have my meals too. Forget it. Terrible idea.
I'm gonna collect my GV card later! And visit my granny. My shirt looks like an apron on me. Problems of skinny limbs people.. Urgh. How can my body be normal sized and my limbs be skinny. I look like a monkey. Sometimes. I just did a proportionate body measurement thing. Don't know if it's accurate but thought I'll share anyway.
According to wrist size, mine is 14cm (cause I have thin wrists, courtesy of small bones)
It's all in inches.
Chest size : 35.8 (No way. Am I small chested or what. Mine is like..31...)
Forearm size: 10.4 (8. Gangly arms T^T)
Waist size: 25.1 (Mine is around 23-25. Depending on how much I ate that day)
Thigh size: 19 (15.3. No wonder my shorts are loose.)
Hip size: 30.5 (Nailed it. Mine is 30-31)
Calf size: 12.2 (idk)
Biceps size: 12.9 (idk)
Neck size: 13.3 (?!)
(strictly for ladies only)
I guess I'm kinda proportionate.. But it makes me sad. I don't know why. It must be my chest. And arms. And thighs.(throws rock at self) Must start eating more..
Alright,
Trecia needs to go out soon,
have a nice day!
^ ^ / T T
(because I don't know if I'm happy or sad)
I think she's the best cousin one can have. Funny, ridiculous, annoying and sensible at the same time. I don't remember having once fought with her. 21 & 20. We really don't behave like we're in our 20s when we're together. And that's where the fun comes in right? ^ ^
Quote of the day:
At the end of the day, you'll fall back to the same place you've started out from.
Because that's your root.
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