There's too much unspoken between us.
when you spoke to me that way
you brought an ache to me.
.
je ne sais quoi, i know you have a special something, je ne sais quoi, something I just can’t explain
*A has a loan to C of 1 dollar, so his net asset is 1 dollar.
* C now has the 2 coins. His net asset is also 2 dollars.
* The net asset of the country = 5 dollars. A bubble is building up.
* As a result, A has got his debt cleared and he got the 2 coins. His net asset is 2 dollars.
* B owned a piece of land that is worth 4 dollars, but since he has a debt of 2 dollars with C, his net Asset is 2 dollars.
* C loaned 2 dollars to B, so his net asset is 2 dollars.
* The net asset of the country = 6 dollars; even though, the country hasonly one piece of land and 2 Dollars in circulation.
(6) Everybody has made money and everybody felt happy and prosperous.
(7) One day an evil wind blew, and an evil thought came to C's mind. 'Hey, what if the land price stop going up, how could B repay my loan. There is only 2 dollars in circulation, and, I think after all the land that B owns is worth at most only 1 dollar, and no more.'
(8) A also thought the same way.
(9) Nobody wanted to buy land anymore.
* So, in the end, A owns the 2 dollar coins, his net asset is 2 dollars.
* B owed C 2 dollars and the land he owned which he thought worth 4 dollars is now 1 dollar. So his net asset is only 1 dollar.
* C has a loan of 2 dollars to B. But it is a bad debt. Although his net asset is still 2 dollars, his heart is palpitating.
(10) So, who has stolen the 3 dollars from the country? Of course, before the bubble burst B thought his land was worth 4 dollars. Actually, right before the collapse, the net asset of the country was 6 dollars on paper. B's net asset is still 2 dollars, his heart is palpitating.
(11) B had no choice but to declare bankruptcy. C as to relinquish his 2 dollars bad debt to B, but in return he acquired the land which is worth 1 dollar now.
* A owns the 2 coins, his net asset is 2 dollars.
* B is bankrupt, his net asset is 0 dollar. (he lost everything)
* The net asset of the country = 3 dollars.
There is however a redistribution of wealth.A is the winner, B is the loser, C is lucky that he is spared.
A few points worth noting -
(2) This story of the island is a closed system whereby there is no other country and hence no foreign debt. The worth of the asset can only be calculated using the island's own currency. Hence, there is no net loss.
Just downloaded some pictures tested with the cam.
Here's the first pic, me at the electronics store where i bot my new cam.
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"Then it has done you no good at all!"
"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:
The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.
"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarrassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.
And he went back to meet the fox.
"Goodbye," he said.
"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
"
Had planned to do some work over weekend to clear some backlogs and i'm glad i had the good sense to decide against it. Need to draw a line on work else will be too 对不起自己 liao.
I realise that we are all generally too busy, trying to squeeze more and more activities into less and less time. That we fail to slow down, to savour, to enjoy and appreciate, all the potential sources of happiness that is all around us.
Such as waking up naturally and not to the sound of alarm clock on a saturday morning, and nauwing comfortably in bed, in a semi dreamy state, listening to the sounds outside, thinking of whatever things that comes to mind.
Such as a good movie and catching up with a fren over a nice piece of chocolate walnut cake and reminiscing the past.
Such as doing nothing but just spending time at home. Letting mom fuss over you, making you a cup of coffee and chat and taking videos of mom for no reason but just for fun.
Such as meeting a sweet fren who comes fetch you and see you home and takes care of you, not for anything but just because that's the way he was brought up to treat a lady with chivalry.
Such as listening to stories of fren's recent vacations and being inspired to go on a trip soon too.
Such as spending some alone time hitting some golf balls at the driving range.
Such as spending some time with a dear fren who is based in states and going back soon.
Life is good.
They meant well of course. But such blind enthusiasm is often more an irritation than anything else. And it often happens with people who don’t know you well. Such as one kaypoh ex colleague, who once remarked, “Why don’t you consider XX. He not bad ma. All the gals here are either attached or married. You also not young anymore…”
I felt like telling her. “No thanks. I’m a lesbian.”
Of course I’m not a lesbian. But the point is, how do you know if a guy’s my type? You don’t even know me. How do you know if I’m not dating? Why must I be attached or be married at this age? What if I made the choice to come out of a long relationship, risking marriage plans and at an age where most of my peers would be looking to settle down because it works best for me? Why are you not single? It’s great to be single and without attachment? Why don’t you join our club?
I believe there are two sides to every coin. There are things I missed having someone and being in a relationship. But there are equally many things which I really appreciate being single at this point. I guess we all go through different phases and experiences in life, which shape where we are now and how we view and appreciate life, people and things around us at a particular point.
Only we know ourselves if we are better off or not. And we should respect others for the personal paths in life they took, whether it is to remain single, divorced, married, dedicated to work, religion, dreams, whatever.
I think it is pure rudeness to try to impose one's values upon others without knowing the person behind.
And I’ll like to end off here with this poem I used to recite to a dear fren of mine whenever he tried to tell me what he thought was best for me (who at least has the right to give advice being a good friend who knows you and have your interest at heart).
AFRICA’S PLEA
Roland Tombekai Dempster
I am not you –
But you will not
Give me a chance,
Will not let me be me.
“If I were you”
but you know
I am not you,
Yet you will not
Let me be me.
You meddle, interfere
In my affairs
As if they were yours
And you were me.
You are unfair, unwise,
Foolish to think
That I can be you,
Talk, act
And think like you.
God made me me.
He made you you.
For God’s sake
Let me be me.
Meant to do a quick check of my emails and get down to complete some work tonight. Side tracked to read some news on channelnewsasia instead. Ended up googling on Gopalan Nair, the ex Singaporean lawyer and ex Workers Party election candidate who is now charged with "insulting a Singapore judge in his blog.."
Anyway, think i super jilat. rather do boliao thing than to do my work which is in dire need of my attention. Hmm. should i go to bed now or work a little to feel better. Hmmm...
My zodiac forecast last week must have read "Expect friends from afar to visit this week."
Francois came and left last week.
He was here for work and wrote to me a few weeks before that we must catch up while he's here. It's really nice to see him again. But his schedule this time is really rushed. Arrived on Tuesday night and flying off on Fri, and in between, has gotta go Malaysia. But we did managed to squeeze in a dinner. But anyway, it was always a happy feeling whenever i see him. :)
We didn't have time to take some pictures. But here's some old pics to share.
And Kheryi called on Thursday that she's flying back! :)
We catch up on Sunday afternoon for lunch, coffee and more ice cream and we have so much to chat about. It was really great seeing her again. Still pretty much the silly gal. :) My dear silly happy pretty friend who always makes me laugh.
And a close fren from the past drop by on Mon night via sms to say hi. my ex..
"Hey hey..hw r u n ur new job? Settled down swee swee liao? Me just passed by tuas custom from Melaka. :). "
The restaurant's located at Craig Road. And the ambience's nice too. Do check it out!
Buon appetito.
5 mins later, i noticed a police car following close. So i slowed down and moved to the second lane to let it pass, thinking it was rushing to somewhere. Maybe to catch Mas Selamat? But it did not pass but signalled me to pull over at the highway shoulder instead. That was when i realised i was in trouble.
Police officer: Miss, you have a driving license?
Me: Yes. I do. Why?
Police officer: Come, let me show you.
Thus he opened his car door and signalled for me to look at the speed the speeding detector in his car had recorded of my car. And hence i was told of the summon i should expect. 170 bucks fine plus 8 points deducted. I tried to plead and i thought the police officer had looked sympathetic..But in the end, he did not relent. "It's ok" he concluded. "You have 24 points to deduct from. Next time, drive safely." :(
I persisted and tried to reason why maybe i'm not really wrong. I explained that i wasn't driving dangerously; i was sticking to the same lane, focusing on the road and there wasn;t any car ahead. So relatively speaking, with no cars ahead, it's not exactly speeding. He said it would be worst if i were driving dangerously. And my speed was actually nearly reaching the limit for court summon. So it could be worst for me.
I tried to question him the reason for speed limit. "It's a relative thing isn't it? It's not that bad right? Considering the road condition, my speed was alright, Right?" "There's a reason for speed limit, Miss." "But why?" i insisted. Then i bite my tongue. Better not to argue with a police officer.
Later, as i resumed the rest of my journey to my destination, with a sunken heart and driving conscientiously within the speed limit, it dawned on me why the yellow Beng sports car was driving so slowly.
He must had the same experience before and perhaps didn't have much points left to deduct. Either that or he is smarter and had noticed the traffic police car and had actually recognized the car as THE traffic police car unlike dumb me whose mind only register traffic police with man in white on motorbike...
Today, i was driving within the speed limit of 90Kmh on the expressway when i was being honed by a vehicle closing behind me. But i didn't care. I continued at the same speed. The driver seemed frustrated and overtook me shortly. Perhaps the driver can still afford to speed. But I can't. Maybe one day, he will understand. But for today, i'll forgive him for honing me.