For those of you who have read "Why Men Don't Listen and Women Can't Read Maps" by Allan Pease, you might have been bowled over by the seemingly logical flow of ideas and arguments pointed out smartly by the author. I beg to differ, at least for the latter.
Struck by a streak of amazingly good fortune in lucky draws and contests these days, I managed to be picked as one of the winners of a pair of tickets to Tanya Chua's exclusive showcase in TP and her autographed T-time album, a second autographed album I have won after JJ's Cao Cao. As with all other typical lucky draws, I was to claim my prize from another remote place, this time being MediaCorp Publishing Pte Ltd, which was located somewhere in Ang Mo Kio St 65, in a building no one ever heard of - TechPoint. To pin-point its exact location, I capitalized on the internet and printed a simplified map from Street Directory, thinking how effortless it would be to walk to the destination from the nearest MRT station, Yio Chu Kang, with a map in hand. That I felt so exasperated and helpless after exploring the area around the MRT, trying but in vain to locate the correct direction, while cursing the hot sun under my pounding breath proved me wrong. Eventually, I fell on the ever reliable and comfortable Taxi service to drive me to the elusive place, disregarding the recent price hike in Taxi fares and the few dollars I had to fork out for my embarrassing inability to read maps.
I hate to admit that I have been neglecting such a talented local singer all this while until Tanya's live singing performance blew me away with her harmonious and compatible relationship with her guitar. She was able to play the guitar dexterously, without compromising the quality and tone of her voice in all the renditions of the hits. So cruel of the harsh reality of album sales results every singer have to face in the corporate world that it has made some waver and doubt the real meaning of making music. (P.S: Tze Shuen, if you are reading this, please don't buy her T-time album. I'm comtemplating giving her album to you as a birthday present, though not the autographed one. Haha. Too bad she didn't want to autograph for that event.)
Hoodwinked! was an animation nowhere near Pixels or Disney, but the creative tweaked version of our commonly known fable The Little Red Riding Hood was reason enough to watch it. The Red Riding Hood became a karate expert, the wolf was in fact an undercover journalist, the woodcutter dabbled in the field of acting and the Grandmother kept her liking for extreme sports a secret! Enjoy the amusements as each of the four suspects recount their individual stories to the detective Mr Flippers while they uncover a deeper ploy of a bunny, who has been stealing recipes in the wood.
Darn it! I seriously have an uncanny knack for missing important events in my life. In the past, it was the once-in-a-lifetime millennium concert, when I had diarrhoea a few days before. In BMT, it was the BAC, when I sprained my ankle, which made me fail BCCT in my records, not that I give a damn. And now, I have been hit badly by the influenza bug and will be giving the much-looked-forward Mizuno 100th Anniversary Run tomorrow a miss. It's not the $15 I'm concerned about (I still can get a Mizuno T-shirt I think), but rather the sensation of melancholia when I'm popping pills while everyone else will be pumping their lungs out for the run. No way will I let history repeat itself for the Real Run in August!
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