How's The Smell, Miss?

Read this entry only if you are on a Friday high and want to be shocked! Contains graphic contents appreciated only by those who can see beyond disgust...You've been warned!

Related to me animately in details by Mr. Gecko no less, what he had witnessed in the train on the way to work yesterday. He, while happily zoning away like all other zombie-commuters saw this young lady in her mid-twenties sitting down with her hands enveloped in the warmth of her armpits. Nothing unusual, UNTIL to his horror, he witnessed this lady started scratching and digging her pits... and proceeded to smell her fingers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, altogether now. **EEEEEWWWWWWWWSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**

Some quirks people have huh?

Book-A-Shopping-Trip

I lugged a bagful of second-hand books home yesterday, with more than a satisfied smile on my silly face.

I had happily spent half a day in a second-hand bookstore at Bras Basah, turning over mountains of dusty books to add on to my collection of vintage books. My! I actually felt dizzy after standing-squatting up and down so many times just to scan all the titles carefully. It's real silly if you think about it. I find my treasure trove from other people's castaways.

It was a real harvest for me yesterday I must say. I got almost what I was looking for with some unexpected rare finds. I found an original Peter Beatrix 's children nusery rhymes book printed in Britain and in very, very good condition! Just for a dollar!!

I should be able to update my geekdom this coming weekend.

Support The Underdogs!

While traversing under the long Raffles underground tunnel on my way to work for the past few days, I always see this man standing astride conspicuously in the middle of one of the many paths there. He boomed out loudly and somewhat inaudibly "Ba De Boa" *I dun know what* every other seconds and handed out squarish slips of paper with simple prints that read "Work From Home". You couldn't miss him unless you are deaf or walk with your head down all the time.

It is just very direct advertising, a common scenario and nothing out of sorts I must say. Just that this scene led me to this one time Mr. Gecko and I, during our church mice days in campus, took on one similar "handing-out-phamplets" job that came with an embarassingly huge signage covering our torsos and we had to walk around hippy-hip Raffles City. We had nothing to do and it was school holidays anyway. Thank goodness it was only for a day. We bore it all well and took comfort by flashing grins encouragingy to each other. Still, our egos took a beating especially when passer-bys blatantly ignored our presence and when we spotted amusing grins directed at us. After that stint, we swore no such jobs for us in the future even if we had to eat grass! :) From then on, I make it a point to take handed out phamplets even if I am in a rush.

I realised naively then that there is no such thing as a simple job. Simple, lowly paid and alternative job stints do come with social stigma. Coming back to the underground man, I had total admiration for him. You need an elephant hide to accomplish this job even for a day. No matter how the masses snubbed, this man continued his mission with an unwavering charge-ahead attitude. I do not know why but this is very aspirational to me.

Maybe I love supporting the underdogs. I make it a point to buy food from the hawker stall with no queue, I forge friendships with the unpopular girls, I buy otah from the man with a mobile, makeshift charcoal pit, I buy sweepstakes only from the blind or handicapped man outside the mall, I buy prawncrackers from the man who hawks from office to office. Maybe my actions are bourne out of a mixture of both support and pity. But won't you feel nice too if someone takes notice of your works or at least acknowledge that you are trying hard? However small my efforts, I hope my actions create chances for others to take similar steps for the society underdogs. My way to give back to the society, at the same time, note my life's little blessings.

Spin Dry

Sometimes I wish

... I keep my mouth shut and not hurt others' pride

... I make peace and check my pride

... I am broad-minded and forgive

... I am humble and not eager for success

... I abide to live simply and truly

Life goes on despite already, having a thousand and one regrets. I still, do not learn.

*feelin' sad, angry and confused*