shades of mediocrity
Thursday, August 10, 2006
I turned 33 two days ago on 8/8.
It was a pleasant surprise to receive this sms from pàdawan at 10am on my birthday:
Thats it.. 33.. join one 3 to another mirrored 3, and u get an 8. A standing infinity. I've come full circle. The lost years from 30-33 are best remembered objectively, with the head and not the heart. And that is how I will view life from now onwards, for the heart makes illogical decisions and can be taken advantage of. The head thinks. I replied to a few sms birthday greetings with "Guess I'm all grown up now, no more time for silly mistakes", and somebody replied back "You're a late bloomer". Geez, if you put it that way, yeah, I learnt all these only after I turn 30, when most people already experienced it during their twenties.
8. 33. 73. 60,000. Merely numbers. My sanity is more important.
I had a lovely time with the gang on the eve of National Day, celebrating our birthdays together, me (8th), Sofian (9th) and Daniel (11th). From 8-11:30pm, us August babies were given a dinner treat from Drey and KC at Simpang Bedok. Silly conversations and crude schoolboy jokes aside, I could see that all of us have somehow grown into adulthood, but still grappling with certain parts of our psyche that are lingering and waiting to be rid off. I was consciously focusing out whenever there were triggers and flashbacks, and with more time, I am certain it will fade away from the heart, and move into the logical brain for data storage.
National Day itself was spent at the gym in the day and with the family after that, with another dinner treat at Changi Village's Nasi Ayam Penyet. Baby Sarah is going to be 6 months old soon and becoming quite the princess around the house lol!
I'll be flying off tomorrow to Ho Chi Minh City and will be back on the 15th. I'm not sure whether there are internet cafes there? The place is a mystery for a first-time visitor like me. I hope Saigon will be the one place where the heart can take a rest, and for the body to fall into deep slumber at night. Will take lots of photos there and put all the other previous photos in my soon-to-be-opened gallery. I promise!
It was a pleasant surprise to receive this sms from pàdawan at 10am on my birthday:
"= ) you noe what? In my dream this AM, i happen to take 33, give it a line across, flip one 3 to the other, and finally duplicate it to form 8/8."
Thats it.. 33.. join one 3 to another mirrored 3, and u get an 8. A standing infinity. I've come full circle. The lost years from 30-33 are best remembered objectively, with the head and not the heart. And that is how I will view life from now onwards, for the heart makes illogical decisions and can be taken advantage of. The head thinks. I replied to a few sms birthday greetings with "Guess I'm all grown up now, no more time for silly mistakes", and somebody replied back "You're a late bloomer". Geez, if you put it that way, yeah, I learnt all these only after I turn 30, when most people already experienced it during their twenties.
8. 33. 73. 60,000. Merely numbers. My sanity is more important.
I had a lovely time with the gang on the eve of National Day, celebrating our birthdays together, me (8th), Sofian (9th) and Daniel (11th). From 8-11:30pm, us August babies were given a dinner treat from Drey and KC at Simpang Bedok. Silly conversations and crude schoolboy jokes aside, I could see that all of us have somehow grown into adulthood, but still grappling with certain parts of our psyche that are lingering and waiting to be rid off. I was consciously focusing out whenever there were triggers and flashbacks, and with more time, I am certain it will fade away from the heart, and move into the logical brain for data storage.
National Day itself was spent at the gym in the day and with the family after that, with another dinner treat at Changi Village's Nasi Ayam Penyet. Baby Sarah is going to be 6 months old soon and becoming quite the princess around the house lol!I'll be flying off tomorrow to Ho Chi Minh City and will be back on the 15th. I'm not sure whether there are internet cafes there? The place is a mystery for a first-time visitor like me. I hope Saigon will be the one place where the heart can take a rest, and for the body to fall into deep slumber at night. Will take lots of photos there and put all the other previous photos in my soon-to-be-opened gallery. I promise!
2 Comments:
88 the hexagonial infinite. have fun to the power of 88!
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Anonymous, 1:56 AM
sarah is sooo cute. like d uncle! :) happy bdae again. njoy saigon. njoy life. njoy u!
