RANDOM SUNDAY RAMBLINGS

- It's the last day of the long weekend and I'm feeling a little depressed. Three days just flew by and I haven't gotten ANYTHING done (what's new?).

- The weather broke with a nice storm very early this morning, but the sun has been steadily shining since I woke up and now it is starting to feel rather warm again. Sometimes I wish I could just live in a refrigerator.

- Dad is playing one of my favorite piece of music on his sound system. At least this afternoon, I don't have to sit through the caterwauling of those Chinese female sopranos. Something about their voice frequencies just don't resonate with my psyche. Make that all female sopranos, not just the Chinese ones. That includes SB sometimes when she is in Super Soprano mode (I can still tolerate Super Broadway mode). Anyway, it's The Butterfly Lovers violin concerto on the system. Everytime I listen to this work, it feels like there is a string attached between the violin solo and my heart.

- The bell ringing garang guni (junk collector) man is at it again. I think our neighbourhood must be a rich one, or a wasteful one. The garang guni men actually patrol our neighbourhood in shifts. The bell ringing one is the least irritating. I hate it when the horn tooting one is at it - and HIS favourite time of the day happens to be whenever I feel the need to take an afternoon nap.

- The AWARE saga has ended with a grand finale in the favour of the old exco. Lots and lots of drama. It is incredibly surprising just how many people around me were concerned (read: busybody) enough to follow the saga so closely (both male and female), and just how many were on the side of a pro-choice stand. I am just so glad that I can now go back to my previously apathetic existence without worrying about some laws being passed that will force me to have to get married in order to appease those pro-family people (ok, maybe some exaggeration, but you know, I was REALLY worried). You know, I don't have anything against marriage, in fact, I would love to if I had the opportunity. The thing is, I don't want to HAVE to.

-I have been suddenly addicted to dieting and weight loss blogs. Starting from Friday, I have been through one after another, and another and another. For most people, reading other people's diet blogs inspire them to get back on their own diet wagon and do better on their own diets. But I think I must have gained some pounds instead. Somehow, reading about other women's struggles and failures against food cravings seem to make my own cravings more acceptable. It is like "I can eat that pineapple tart now, because, you know, I'm not the only one to experience this, and it's only human to err, and they all got back on track, and I can too. And it's not like it's a whole cheeseburger with the works that I'm binging on, like they did. It's only a small pineapple tart." And there you have it. I have to log a pineapple tart* now on my food log. I seriously need to wean myself from these blogs.

*In case anyone (like SB) is interested, that pineapple tart was really really good.

- I am thinking what to wear for work tomorrow. These days, my mind is often on my wardrobe. I am a late bloomer. Most girls experiment in their teens and early twenties and have gotten their styles and tastes fixed by their late twenties and thirties. Since in my teens and twenties, I mostly only wore tents, I guess I had to leave it to now to experiment on clothes, when I have more choices to consider. I have had several phases in the last one year already, some which left my Mum and SB thoroughly exasperated. One of them is what I privately call my "sluttish" phase, which involves a lot of not very tasteful skin baring. I have since toned it down, but I still like to bare my arms and back, not so much because I have a secret exhibitionist streak, but because it is so damn hot in Singapore. I am now trying hard to cultivate the classy office girl look currently for work, and the sporty, girl next door for weekends. My wardrobe still needs some rounds of culling and replacing, and for that, I need either a sugar daddy, or a loan from the Asian Development Bank....

- I am trying to keep my mind off the remaining Wall's mini poppers in the refrigerator.

- Is there anything more irritating than car alarms being set off in the middle of the night? It happens like every other night in my neighbourhood. It makes me really wish that a burglar WOULD just come and steal the car, then I wouldn't have to endure the irritating sirens, just as I had dropped off to sleep. I remember the night when it happened three to four times in the course of a single night. And that was the night when I got only 4 pathetic hours of sleep, half of which involved disturbing dreams of school bells ringing, war time sirens, etc etc etc. The next morning, as I walked past the car park to the bus stop, I swore that if I could identify the culprit, I would have swung my 5 kg gym bag into the wind shield.

- Dad is playing Strauss waltzes now. Some more of my favourites. Oh, wait, he just switched to Vivaldi's Four Seasons. That works too, as long as he doesn't get past Spring.

- I just harvested some sunflowers on My Farm on Facebook. I love farming games. It's a pity there aren't many good ones on the market. Getting a Nintendo DS so that I can play Harvest Moon is still on my list, but it is getting pushed down by more and more things that I "need". Maybe I should give it a few notches up.

- Dad didn't get past Vivaldi's Spring. An orchestra rendition of the dreaded "Oh my loooove.....my dahling....." is floating through the speakers.....oh wait.....now its Moon River. It promises to be an interesting afternoon.

- I need someone to walk on my back. It is not precisely aching, but it feels rather stiff after all the lifting yesterday. Failing that, a big hammer would probably do as well.

- I think I should get off blogger before I post anymore stupid crap.