Movies,dinner and MaroonScrew ups early in the morning is such a killer for the mood for the day.Was supposed to be done with a particular assignment by a certain time but due to the screw up,it got delayed.reckon Dreamz would be spending her morning at the office today while the rest of SG are enjoying the hols.argh!!!!!
but just the thought of yest evening cheers Dreamz up significantly.At 6.15 on the dot,rushed out of the office in a flurry trying to keep to the appointments.The first true smile was when Dreamz saw the colours we were in.How glad I was that the heart changed that early morning to the colour.
Caught The Number 23.A slow development in the beginning.not something that held and gripped you from start to end.And for someone who has a low level of focus in the evening,it does not help.but the story intrigues me.truly it does.from one of the scenes,i recall thinking "Shoot!my bday adds up to 23". The story of how the whole effect of the number 23 affects the quality of life and how he looks for the significance of the number in everything he does from the date he was born,the sequence of numbers of his address adding up to 23 to the significance of the colour painted on the walls of his living room.the twist to the ending was pretty good.
A pizza dinner for the hungry souls who had gone to the movies and not eat anything significant throughout the day(that was all 3 of us) was a fantastic end to the evening.
something disturbs me though,the experience of that one moment one had uttered made me wonder how I could even contrive a notion of the possibility.how do you live up to that?me,the simple me, who has not much of a significance contribution at this point of time.how could i even dream of a possibility of such?it was a thought that made me squirm greatly.
Its 8 now.got to run and get ready for work.sighs...but the best thing is,im seeing my baby Misha in a bit.Sentosa picnic with the Pasir Ris family.yeahness!
