Dear blog...

I really do need to learn how to see that God's blessings are so much more than my troubles. But I guess, I tend to dwell on the bad things to see the good things. Haiz...

For example... And please don't laugh. I got my very first credit card. Ain't it dorky? For as long as I grew up in States, although the offer were tons and the deal was so much better than Singapore (for example a tudent card... don't really have to have any income to open the basic one, and this is a Citibank card) I never have the need or the thought to have one. My family kind of stressing on me to stay clear of debt through credit card and it's good in a way. But some of the ugly side effect, I couldn't make a big purchase, because I ain't got credit history. I rely on my debit card too much.


So in Singapore there's this ugly yellow and red (reminded me of McD's color)NETS card that somewhat almost cover the same basis as debit card, but not as flexible. So I was surprisingly elated when Jon signed up for the credit card and as his better half, I got the better half, hehehe... Just kidding. Seriously though, the card's function may only be as decoration to my wallet. So yup... My very first credit card.

Another thing... I fell in front of an escalator in Newton MRT. My sandal got caught in the groove of the uneven metal groove, so I tripped and fall. My left knee got skinned and hence I was wearing bandages for almost 2 weeks already. Good thing I don't need stitches. Patching the wound with gauze is already painful enough.

Now since I can't wear any heels to work due to my wobbly knee... to prevent any other dangerous silly catastrophe... I wore my sandals to work; the very sandals that brought the calamity. And since it's a flat pair, I couldn't wear my 'corporate' looking gear a.k.a shirt and pants. Cause the hem of the pants will cause another thing to worry about. So I've been wearing my skirt which showed my injured leg. Of course the sight caused my colleagues to ask the reason behind it, but on the plus side, my clients become more sympathetic. I thought I was milking the situation, until I noticed that basically most people that saw my bandaged knee became enraptured at the sight as though they never see a wounded knee before. Seriously. Some turned their heads just to focus on it and some even asked question about what happen. Hmm... It's just getting creepy. I mean if people that I know asked me what happen, I would answer. To strangers... Just simple word... I fell. Weird. And then more than half a dozen people teased me that I got tripped because I saw a cute guy. Yeah, I wish that's the case. At least, there's some reciprocity going on. But nope. Not even a soul was in front of me when I fell. The good thing about this... When I fell, I was at a safe distant from the moving escalator. Close enough, but not that close. Praise God indeed. But the whole experience was kinda 'different' in a way. I don't remember people staring at me in US, even when I was limping with crutches when I badly sprained my ankle... complete with a US Navy Haloween costume. Dude, even the bandages were bigger then, hahaha.

would you be looking at this?

OK that's it for now... Got to go zzzzz...