I am not exactly feeling that cloud nine mood that I will usually get every Friday.
Earlier on, Toh & I rumble about how lousy and boring today is, when it is only 10 in the morning.
I might just need to lie on a comfy bed to sleep till there is no tommorrow!
Something was wrong, something is wrong and something must be wrong.
Perhaps the workload is getting on a heavier side, perhaps the migraine that I suffered yesterday is still haunting me or perhaps the I-feel-I-am-lousy-&-unpretty syndrome is back again.
I don’t know why I am feeling that I seriously need to pamper myself.
Like going to the salon, going for manicure & pedicure, hitting my favourite stores, watching the scariest movies and indulging in my favourite food.
Yearning for an At-ttas life now, even for a short moment I will be contented. HEHE.
Oh ya, I wanna blab about something here, about a very unlucky incident that happened last night!!
Jason came to fetch me last evening and we went back together until his client reached, settled his stuff and off we went to erm, some part of Bedok (lol, sorry forgot where) with Owen to have dinner.
Apparently, Jason met with a small car accident as the other party who was involved in this claimed that Jason banged on his car when he is reversing. Frankly speaking, we don’t really know whose fault was it because that man is doing a 3-point turn at that time (therefore he might be reversing too).
The man was rather aggressive, trying to use his very unruly tone to talk to him. It was rather pissed off but at that point of time, there are no further reasons to argue with him and I believed dear wants to get this matter settled fast and hassle-free.
Being civilised people (at times, lol), we provide him with the best solution, at the same time, trying to endure his super super super XIA LAN face and way of talking (I’m sorry that this sentence sounds abit ah lian to you, lol). But not until when he had a small commotion with Owen and indirectly cursing him. I think dear lost his cool abit la when somebody say something bad about his best brother.
The problem in the end was somehow solved but it definitely will dampen their mood alittle. But was alright after having the not so nice steak. HAHA. I told dear that problem that can be solved by money is not a problem, just blame it on our luck.
Immediately, I had flashed back on the accident that I had 2 years ago when I was driving and somehow got banged but was been accused of banging them when I was helping Bernard to drive his car. At that point of time, I was rather agitated about the fact that how unlucky I was and I should believe the fortune teller about wearing PINK can cause me bad luck and true or coincidentally enough, I was wearing PINK that day lah!
After that, I somehow condemn pink. I mean, I still love them, I still find them sweet but will TRY not to wear them unless necessary. Not even undergarments mind you. LOL. It was really proven.
Before I went to this fortune teller, I am somehow skeptical about how ingenious these people can be when they can tell you about your past, your life and your future. Not not not until I really realised that wearing pink can clashes with me after all the shit things happened and I began to wonder that it might not be just pure coincidence? LOL
Andddd guess what I am going to say next right?
YES! I was wearing pink yesterday even the undergarments! Damn.
I still remember when we are waiting for the lift before heading out to eat, Jason asked me: Why you wear pink today? (he knows about this hearsay about me being unlucky wearing pink)
Me: Eh, never mind la, I never do anything important today and I kinda long never wear pink le.
He: Later u ‘hai’ me crash car how? haha
Me” *give him a sarcastic and crooked mouth look”
WAH LAU. got so accurate ma? I mean I think Jason is probably one of the better and experienced driver around and I can say that this is just a pure misjudgement that he had an accident. And why is he so unlucky and I can’t help thinking is it because I wore pink.
It is better to be safe than sorry. I shall refrain from wearing pink for awhile, just in case it not only harm me, but harm the people around me as well.
Sidetrack abit, Michael Jackson is dead and Kumari cried just now. Ya, exaggerated enough but it is true as she is a die hard fan of his.
I am still wondering, which idol of mine will make me cry if they die and realised that none because I am too old to be over idolise with my idol. haha!
Whatever it is, Michael Jackson please RIP.
p/s: I think that my blog is been infested with stalkers which amazingly I wonder why when I don’t even advertise it. Sounds funny but I trust my sensitiveness. =)






























