I am someone who thinks a lot and someone who is very observant. So in my years of living on Earth, I have a few theories I believe is true and they are:
1. In a family with 3 consecutive same gender siblings, the middle sibling will always be the most good looking one. Example, Hanson brothers, Taylor looks best. My friend’s 3 girls, the middle girl is the cutest. It’s the same in my cousins’ case as well.
2. In couples who are having difficulty of having their own biological children, I heard cases wherein they adopted a baby/kid then immediately for some odd reason, they will be able to conceive their own. I always thought it’s like being close or holding a baby “enhances” your uterus or ovaries. Hmmmn. Then just yesterdayI read about David Bowie and his wife Iman who tried IVF for a year before giving up. Then Iman tried an old African fertility ritual where she held a baby for a whole day then she got pregnant a few months later. I think this happened to me to. I held my husband’s 5 month old nephew on Christmas day but only for a few minutes, exactly a month later I learned I am pregnant! All this makes more sense now.
I have more theories but I need to remember them first. I am so forgetful recently. Hmmmn. Or maybe I am just hungry again.
Do you guys bet on lotto? We sometimes do. How do you place your bet? This is how I do it.
I pick my numbers then queue. I then look at the monitor(?) for the amount I need to pay. Turn out this is a wrong way.
Yesterday, I placed my bets in Lucky Circle Corporation in SM Bacoor and the monitor said Php 280. So I gave the clerk/teller Php300. She gave me back Php100. I gave it back because I should only receive Php20 change. Then she gave me my correct change and I left. In my mind though, I had doubts why my bets would cost that much. I always have an estimation with how much I’m suppose to pay (like a self imposed limit). So what I did was compute again all the tickets one by one. Turns out the correct total bill is only Php220. So how come I read there it was Php280?
I came back to the teller and told her that my tickets amounted to Php220 only. She asked for my tickets again and computed it. Gave me back my Php60 change. I felt bad. Why? She said nothing. That was her fault and she didn’t said sorry, worse she didn’t even look at least a bit sorry. Or ashamed about it. I told her, “Miss, how come I read there that it was Php280?, then she answered, I must have not deleted the previous thingy(?).” Ok, we’re all humans who makes mistakes I thought. I went on the side to fix my things but I still can’t contain my feelings like there’s some kind of scam there and I’ve been fooled. See I believe that when they look like they’re so used to that situation, that they really are doing that kind of scam. I called her attention (it was a dead hour then, no queue) and told her in my calm voice, “Miss, when you commit a mistake, learn to say sorry.” Again, no reaction or anything from her.
See I have this thing where I try my best to treat everyone nicely. Say please and thank you all the time and make everyone feel appreciated for whatever it is they do. I’m extra careful to not mistakenly make other people feel like I’m belittling them, especially those working SM jobs. For me we are all equal no matter what jobs we have and no matter what our status in life is. I can just imagine how they treat those people regularly filing for payday advance loan, they could be so mean.
BUT.
Rich or poor, our attitude is non-negotiable. There’s just no excuse for bad manners. You are never too rich or too poor to learn how to say sorry, to admit and accept your faults. Plus your mighty superiority complex will just bring you nowhere.
Lesson here is you have to compute your own tickets and don’t depend on their computer which apparently they can manipulate the amount you have to pay. I hate it that I’m so trusting. I guess this just proves there’s nothing wrong with being a little doubtful once in a while.
Yesterday, I had to go to Marina Bay Sands and from experience I learned that I should use the new MRT line which is the Circle Line or Yellow Line. Better to hop off in Promenade station and there is a bus stop across the road with buses that go to the hotel. There’s bus number 106 going there and there are other bus numbers but I forgot already. I don’t like walking when it’s humid, even if it’s just 10 minutes.
Yup, that’s a tip for tourists going there. Some get confused, they think Esplanade station is nearer but it is actually Promenade station with the bus to Marina Bay Sands. So alight in Promenade station the look for exit A with the 7-11 and exit there then just follow the directions.
I tried using the Red line and alight in Marina Bay station but I had a hard time finding the bus stop to Marina Bay Sands. Or maybe it’s just me. But I ended up walking for a good 12-15 minutes with some tourists who were having a hard time too. Every time it’s like that whenever I go there, some tourists and even locals will ask you directions to go there. It’s actually better now than 2-3 months ago, there are more directions now and the bus stop has the list of buses that passes through there. Before that bus stop was just a make shift one.
On my way there I saw this gorgeous tear drop looking things. I have wanted to take a photo ever since but it’s either I don’t have the camera because it’s so heavy or I am in a hurry.
Real pretty.
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I decided to eat out when I got tired of peanut butter sandwiches for breakfast and lunch and meryenda. I need real food! And by that I mean rice.
They are good but when I started dreaming about it, I knew I have to eat something else. I had to eat out as cooking in the house is not that possible right now because of some monsters. But I am so tired of Koufu food. Well I love the soups and noodles in there but it’s not in my list of favorite foods that I can eat every single day and not get tired of it– like my fried rice, cooked in our wok with egg and lotsa garlic. So I looked for some other place to eat. Unfortunately, there’s not a lot in our area even with the newly opened food court here. Not a lot of stalls are open yet.
I found myself on a bus on the way to Vivo City. When I thought about it, I was probably on my way to eat chicken rice again. Ooppps! No chicken rice for now; I’m trying to stay away from rice as much as possible. What I wanted to eat are those vegetable dishes that are cooked in flaming hot woks with crazy wok hei. I love them and it’s not expensive, of course it’s healthy too! So instead of heading to Seah Im Food Center when I aligted from the bus, I hop on a new bus and headed to Lau Pa Sat. I miss Lau Pa Sat. I used to eat there every single day when I was new in Singapore. I only realized now that I was spending way too much on food then hehe.
So. Lau Pa Sat has renovated itself. Looks nicer and more polished now. I went around checking out what’s available. My favorite stalls moved. But I can still tell if it’s them hehe. I didn’t know what to have, so confused!
Yes, everywhere. It’s never ending here in Singapore. You will see big industrial equipments in the middle of the street, pedestrians are headed to an improvised walk way, you will hear loud drilling noise and the likes.
Thanks to http://www.douglass-media.com for the photo…
After they’re finished with one project they will start the next one as soon as possible. Then you will see a new building standing right across your street when it’s not there just a month ago. It is actually a good thing. This just shows how fast this tiny island nation is growing and improving.
And I’m not complaining, I’m just saying.
