AU REVOIR, MON AMOUR

Came upon a piece of miserable news in the papers today.

Due to a gradual, albeit devastating & pronounced, decrease of demand in coffee buns over the past 2 years (the coffee bun fad hit town in the year 2004), Rotiboy is set to close down it's last outlet in this island-city.

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Seems like I've got to go all the way across the Causeway to get quality crispy coffee buns in the near future.

I'm definitely going to miss my CCBs dearly.
=(

HANDWRITING ANALYSIS

Got this link from Serene's website. =)






For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Eleora has no white space or margins on a typical sheet of paper. Eleora fills up every last inch on the top, right, left, and bottom.
Hmmm. If this is true, then Eleora has a very aggressive personality toward others and quite frankly lacks a bit of respect for the space and property of other people. I wouldn't be surprised if Eleora just comes into someone's home and helps herself to a drink in the refrigerator.
This can be both an obnoxious personality trait and it can be assertive and effective in getting what you want. There isn't much fear of getting in trouble here, Eleora finds plenty of reasons to break the rules and get in trouble. (Okay, perhaps when she was younger, not anymore?)
Basically, people with no margins are a handful.

[So I'm aggressive and am a handful? Hahaha!]



Something is incomplete in Eleora's life. She feels frustration relating to her physical needs and desires. Somewhere in her life there is some disappointment, non-fulfillment, and interruption. This is very likely to relate to Eleora's sexual needs. [

Errrmm...]


Eleora is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned.
Eleora basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach".
She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average. 

[Yep, I'm not a big risk-taker. Geez]


In reference to Eleora's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles.
She probably gets too many things going at once. When Eleora slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.
She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Eleora can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.

 [*smug* Haha]

Eleora will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!

[Since I'm asked for comments, the only decent thing to do is to give a frank answer, isn't it? I'm not here to placate anyone by saying it looks cool/nice/pretty/fantastic and the sorts when it certainly does not. Ditto~~ But candid does not necessarily mean tactless, ok? =)] 



Eleora uses judgment to make decisions. She is ruled by her head, not her heart. She is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see her as unemotional. She does have emotions but has no need to express them.
She is withdrawn into herself and enjoys being alone. The circumstances when Eleora does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets her mad enough to tell her off, she will not be sorry about it later. She puts a mark in her mind when someone angers her. She keeps track of these marks and when she hits that last mark she will let them know they have gone too far.
She is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All her conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. She is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, she has poise.
Eleora will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. She would rather not be surrounded by people constantly.
In a relationship, she will show her love by the things she does rather than by the things she says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because she feels her mate should already know. The only exception to this is if she has logically concluded that it is best for her mate to hear her express her love verbally.
Eleora is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to her, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of her sound judgment. She will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else.
She will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and she will always ask "Is this best for me?" 

[Yep... Just present the facts. Don't think I'll fall for the trick of some sobby stories. If you think that it might work on me, you've got the wrong target.]


People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Eleora doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.

[Who said that I'm aggressive??? I can be pretty docile at times, ok? Duh...]

According to the inputted data, Eleora has a stinger shape inside the oval of her a, d, or c. This might be hard to visualize, but if this little hooklike shape is present, then Eleora has an unresolved "issue" with strong members of the opposite gender.
An occasional appearance of this stroke could indicate a simple "loves a mental challenge" which can manifest in playful linguistic conversations and being attracted to a lover who isn't always available. However, if the stroke is severe, this means the individual has unresolved anger at the oppostive gender - which usually started with the person's childhood relationship with the opposite gender parent (Mom or Dad).
If the writer is a woman she will be attracted to strong challenging men. If the writer is a man, he will find the woman who is "hard to get" the most attractive.
In a nutshell, people with stingers in their writing tend to have challenges in their romantic relationships. For more information about this "stinger" trait, visit this webpage: http://www.myhandwriting.com/analyze/hlltrt5.html. Remember, it is only negative if the traits occurs often and is quite pronounced. An occasional stinger can be no problem.

[Haha! Yap!! *giggles* I'm attracted to strong, challenging men. I have no eyes for wimpy and indecisive ones. In my opinion, a man should behave in the way real men should. Period.]

TOP 10 PUT-OFFS OF THE YEAR

1) Mr. Toot Toot Durian & his infamous gold tap (#*&%!^*!!!)

2) Annoying sales assistants who keep within 1m radius of you even though you've said repeatedly & in the most civil manner you could muster, "Thanks... But I'm just looking around" (READ: I don't intend to purchase anything). But they just trail behind you anyway

3) Commuters who simply refuse to move to the back of the bus or to the middle of the train, but clamour around the exit instead even though the station they're alighting at is 10 stops away

4) Those people without a backbone who find it absolutely necessary to lean on MRT poles even when it's the peak hours. Fancy feigning ignorance when others are trying to maintain their balance on the fast-moving train

5) Poorly-mannered cashiers who don't even look at you, much less give you a smile. More infuriating is when they give a mere nod when you say "Thank you" to them. Isn't it supposed to be the other way round??!!

6) People who stepped onto your toes & act blur

7) Impatient individuals who rush into the train without first waiting for the commuters to alight

8) Hot-tempered parents who hit their children in public, only to make them wail louder & cry faster (For goodness sake, why don't you try crying & I whack you instead?)

9) People who take their own sweet time walking & block the path of the others behind (I'm a speedy walker)

10) Ungentleman-ly men

P.S. 11) Those who did not give me even a tiny wheeny bit of chocolate for the entire year

REFLECT ON IT

A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him.
When class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar & proceeded to fill it with rocks right to the top, rocks about 2" diameter.

He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.

The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. The students laughed.
He asked his students again if the jar was full.
They agreed that yes, it was.

The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

"Now," said the professor, "I want you to recognize that this is your life.The rocks are the important things - your family, your partner, your health, your children - anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you would be nearly destroyed.

The pebbles are the other things in life that matter, but on a smaller scale. The pebbles represent things like your job, your house, your car.

The sand is everything else. The small stuff.

If you put the sand or the pebbles into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks. The same goes for your life.If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, material things, you will never have room for the things that are truly most important.
Pay attention to the things that are critical in your life.
Play with your children.
Take your partner out dancing.
There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.

Take care of the rocks first - the things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just pebbles and sand."

Never let yesterday's failures shadow over tomorrow's successes.

SPARE THE ROD, TALK THE TALK...

And avoid raising up a brat.


That's right.This is THE way of parenting - not through absolute indulgence nor through violence & dominant ruling by the iron hand.
Not through manipulation but through love at its purest.

Someone once said that the greatest invention on Earth is the air-conditioner.
& I heartily agree with this statement.
Another famous statement of such is chocolate being the Earth's greatest discovery.
HAIL to that!!!

How about the worst invention on Earth?
The cane, in my opinion.

& how about the thing which I advocate most?
Skin the person who invented the worst invention on Earth, gouge out his/her eyes, burn all of his/her hair, rub his/her body with salt & spices & other condiments, then fry in boiling hot oil.
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Violence under the disguise of so-called "discipline".
That's downright despicable & shameful.

Imagine a married man purchasing a claw hammer & telling the shopkeeper with the air of a long-suffering discipliarian, "Oh, between us men, you know how things are. We need to teach the womenfolk discipline from time to time least they get complacent, don't we?"

There would have been a massive brouhaha & public outcry!
The AWARE would interfere, the police & leading authorities would be called in, the PPO (Personal Protection Order) would be implemented, & the Dengue Fever mania would be kicked out of the headlines.
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Let's us drift off no further. Back to the Earth's worst invention.
At times, I've wondered who is the idiot sicko of an inventor.
A real sadist, definitely.

How could anyone on Earth come up with such a device to inflict pain on another fellow being?

"I love my child. That's why I use the cane. I'm a parent too, don't you think i feel the pain in my heart?"
Yea, sure. You sure do love your child.
TWISTED LOVE, that is.


"Actions speak louder than words."
It's all bull.
Just search your heart & admit that you're a big bully who is too selfish to spend time & efforts on your young ones whom you so claim to love.


Yes, in case you're wondering (& I know that you are), I've have had my fair share of the cane in my younger days.
& no, it did not leave me deranged enough to loathe the cane so much.

It's more of the brutality & violence behind it that lead me to pen my two-cents worth.

It's the principle of "Actions speak louder than words. Using the cane is a more effective way of getting my message across."
I say you're just lazy.
Then don't be a parent.


Using the cane is just taking a short-cut in bringing up a child.
It's a mentality of, "I'm busy to do the talk, let my trustworthy cane do the communication instead."
See, twisted love.
Too busy? Then don't bother wasting your time concieving & giving birth.
Be merciful for once.

It's been said that a child's brain is like a bank.
You get back what you've put in years later, plus interest.

You know what I think?
A child's brain is more of a sponge, if you ask me.Good or bad, harmful or beneficial, they absorb everything & grow laden with weight.

Why bother bringing a life into this world only to add misery to it?

No one on Earth deserves substandard love.
I'd rather settle for none rather than having to compromise & accept love that's dysfunctional, incomplete, & of inferior standards.


Love requires much efforts.
People don't care how much you know until they know how much you care.
You can give without loving, but you can't love without giving.
How can you claim to love your child if you can't even spare a bit of your time on him?
Don't bull.
& don't make me puke.

People always claim to "love" so-and-so, but have they paused for a brief moment & reflect on whether if they've done anything for them?
Talks are, afterall, empty.


Love without real communication is not love.
Simple as that.

& the best solution to problems is definitely communication, never violence.
Simple as that, too.
What then, do you think our throats & vocal cords are for?
Building a relationship calls for much efforts, maintaining one requires much more. How many relationships have you seen soar off awesome & graceful, only to crash & burn towards the end?

If you just want a punching bag to vent your anger on, channel it into fighting the war against the Aedes mosquitoes.
Or against another group of sadists - terrorists.

Pick on someone of your own size, instead of one who is just a young, ignorant, innocent, defenceless child. Don't ever inflict harm, be it mentally, psychologically, or even verbally, just because of your own lack of self-control.

& yes, anyone whom I catch practices the pathetic art of twisted love which i've been harping on in this blog entry would undoubtlessly earn a deep frown & a dirty look of obvious disdain from me blatantly.

Ditto.

THE BIG D

Seems like THE word that's hanging from everyone's mouth lately is the big D.
No, not D for Divorce.
Yes, divorce would be just as bad. It is much more worse, in my opinion.

I'm talking about the red-hot (No pun intended) topic of Dengue Fever.
Yes, it's the same Dengue that I'm referring to which has been hogging the news telecasts & hitting the big headlines in the press, giving the Bird Flu season a hard kick in the butt & into small inserts alongside the detailed, extensive reports of Dengue.

Not even Mr. Toot Toot Durian stands a chance of making it into the headlines now.

Was reading the papers while I learnt something new that i've never known about mosquitos (How could I not? With the radio & TV news blaring away with the loathsome D word & the headlines screaming out from the prints?).

The fact is, mosquitos only suck human blood.
Kind of makes sense really, I mean, have you ever seen a dog spoting a big red swell courtesy of a stupid mosquito?

Wow!!! It left a burning question in my mind.
What the heck of a vengence has it got with mankind?

Following few weeks of pondering, I've come to the logical conclusion that it's got to be the fogging that causes it.
I mean, who else but we human hoist a hose around & start fogging here, there, & everywhere?

At times, I've also wondered how the poor, innocent normal breed of mosquito feel, being killed in the crossfire between mankind & its more lethal & fatal fellow counterparts?
Imagine, there you are, just a normal, full-time mosquito minding your own business dutifully, lurking in your niche lazily, & all of a sudden, WHAM!!!!! Au revoir!!!

No wonder the vengence & hatred. Need I elaborate more?
Doesn't 1 + 1 = 2, & 2 + 2, 4???

Houston, have anyone actually given this matter more considerable thoughts?
Who knows, what if one day, the mosquitos decide to launch an all-out attack on the human race, & cross-hybrid with the similarly renowned & equally deadly Bird Flu virus H5N1?What would we get then, in addition to Dengue Fever & Bird Flu?
Dengue Flu & Bird Fever?
How about cross-hybridization with the SARS virus & HIV then?
Oh my goodness! I can't even bear that thought. Spare me.

If anyone were to ask for my opinion, my stand in the fight against Dengue Fever is to STOP THE FOGGING!!!
Don't repay evil with evil. Heap hot coals on their head instead.

Stop fogging, declare peace with the mozzies, & give them big juicy kisses (*MuaCkz muAckZ!!*).

We are civilized people. Don't take the easy way out, never ever resort to violence.
Afterall, the way-old cliche goes, "Love conquers!"


Mercy can & does triumph over judgement

PAUSE. THINK. REFLECT. ACT.

Know this is the 2nd time I'm using this title as a topic, but pardon me, for I honestly feel that it is totally apt on what i'll be blogging on today.

Heard from my Dad that a 23-yrs-old NSmen in the air force school passed on on 13th Sept, Tues at 11.07pm after collapsing 2hrs before in the midst of a game of soccer. Sadly, it so happens that he's in the same company as my bro is in.

A young, fit man dead at the tender age of 23. & he's someone indirectly connected to me.
Words can't express how & what i'm feeling now.
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Life is so unpredictable, sudden, & fragile.
One moment they were having a whale of a time playing the sport which the male species swears so ardently & fervently by, & the next moment, losing conscious & being cart off to a clinic in Nee Soon, before finally being sent to TTSH for medical attention.

From the perspective of the decreased, a thought keeps drilling into my head. As I was laying awake on my bed last night, I can't help pondering:
What would he have done if he had known he has less than 24hrs left on Earth???

Would he have called up all his loved ones & affirm of his love for them?
Would he have sent his apologies to whoever he felt is due?Or just a simple, big-bear hug to those who matters to him? A kind of physical closeness, a human touch in the form of love.

I don't know.
A young life, a bright future taken away so abruptly.
He must have his whole life mapped out in front of him - What he's doing after ORD, his goals in life, his ideal career, further studies, his family etc.
But yet it's all dashed so unpredictably, so swiftly, so mercilessly.

From the perspective of my bro.
How does he feel, seeing one of his company mate leaving without a word so unexpectedly?
How does he feel, being 1 of the 3 who rendered medical aid after he collapsed on the grass patch?
How does he feel, staring at death so upfront in the face & seeing it strike so close to home?
How does he feel, losing a mate, a friend, a "brother-in-combat" who had gone through thick & thin, the sweet & bitter times together?
How would he feel, carrying the coffin in which his buddy lays this coming sat?
I really can't imagine.

Feeling so solemn & down now. He replied to an sms I sent last night & mentioned, "Life's so unpredictable, ya? It could have been me for all you know."
I can sense his mood behind the words, as well as the gravity of life & death.
From the perspectice of the loved ones left behind. His family, his significant other. I shudder to think what they must be going through now. The stabbing pain, the overwhelming, piercing grief, the excruciating hurt, the deep regrets, the poignant agony.

A company of 12 NSmen now reduced to 11, 8 of whom would be carrying their mate's coffin this coming sat.
A mate. A friend. A bro-in-combat. Gone before them just like that.

What would be going through their mind? How would they feel?
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What would you do if you know you've less than 24hrs remaining on Earth?

Call up your loved ones & say the 3 words which somehow always so amazingly gets stuck at your throat - I LOVE YOU?
"You know, even though I've hardly ever said this to you, but you matters. Yes, you really do. I love you. Yes, I LOVE YOU. And I really, truly do."

Call up your loved ones & acquintances & say the 2 words which ever so often gets in the way of your pride - I'M SORRY?
"Do you still remember the slight disagreement we had back then? You know, actually, I don't hold it against you anymore. & I'm so apologetic for whatever hurtful words I have said in the heat of the moment. I'm sincerely sorry for the hurts & auguish I've brought you. That was so childish & unneccessary. I'M SORRY."
Unforgiveness??? Does past hurts seem so significant now? Does anger matters now? Regrets??? Is it time for regrets?

Wish you had spent more quality time with your loved ones instead of gaming away on your com?
Wish you had taken the time & trouble to enter into their life?Wish you had done something special, sweet, & totally unexpected, & brighten their face with a smile?
Wish you had taken the initiative & asked them about their day?Wish you had been less occupied with your own things & take on a slower pace in life?
Wish you had shared your life & all of its ups & downs with them?Wish you had given them a surprise big-bear hug, leaving them nonplussed?
Wish you had taken your parents out for dinner & paying for the bills yourself?
Wish you had say "Thanks", "I'm sorry", or "I love you"?Or just a simple kiss? A simple conversation? A simple hug?

Life is short, time is precious.
Spend time with those who truly matters.

Pause. Think. Reflect. Act.


When you come into this world, you were crying and others around you were smiling. Live your life in such a way that when you die, you are smiling and the others are crying.

PEANUTS III

After harping so much on peanuts, I guess it's time for some visuals instead of mere words.

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Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Visioning You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights. You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details. An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path. You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Modifying Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you. You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion. You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested. You tend to ground those around you and add stability.

What's Your Thinking Style?