It's all about the randomness in things.
And suddenly you realise that life is not so random after all.
It's all about the numbers.
Somewhere in the universe, there are strings of numbers that connects each and every one of us.
Strings that make even the most random of things possible.
Not true?
Let's see.
When we wake up, what is the first thing that we see?
The clock.
What are we working so hard for?
Money.
Supposedly, one fine day, you wake up late, rush to work, you still wanted to straighten that hair. On the device. 5 more minutes. Rush rush rush, you forget to off it. May burn your house down. Just coz of that 5 more minutes.
Everything that surrounds us right now, from skyscrapers and aeroplanes, they are the result of innovations in numbers.
Even the most simplest of things.
Your birth date.
Some people don't believe in horoscopes, but there are things that would be a person's characteristics just because he or she is born in that particular day. And by those numbers one can see his or her compatibility with another person. It's all a part and parcel of how numbers play such an impact in our lives.
It's true.
Why the sudden mentioning? Amy did some counting for me today, and by that she managed to guess a few accurate things about me, and then there was my Godsister which enlightened me about the significance of numbers in our lives. Which is true, really.
Well, I just brought Rocky out for a walk this evening. And then when we were at this park, this damn Malay man came up to me and prohibited me to walk the lands of the park beside my house because I was having Rocky with me. He was like, "Excuse me miss, do dogs allowed." I was like, what the hell??? Then he pointed to that freaking board with the "no animal sign". Dammit. What rubbish is that? A park is a free land dammit. How can the damn authorities put up something so damn biased man? It's not like my Rocky was not tied to a chain. He was well within my grip! And he doesn't bite. Why in the hell does this country have to get so discriminative??? That's one of the damn reason why I just hate this country. Shit.
And well, I was late by 7 minutes this evening for his walk. If I was a wee bit early, I'd probably wouldn't have bumped into that freaking gardener. And my walk would be at peace. Such a mood spoiler man. The stupid authorities should put a note that states "Stray Dogs would be Captured." Not a stupid sign like that man. That, I would totally understand. Because of the danger that it may do to small kids. But my Rocky is perfectly trained and he is with ME! What position is he in to restrict me like that??? It's a public area man! Ewwww! Disgusting. That's an outright discrimination to everyone else in the neighbourhood that is not a Malay. And mind me, the majority of populations here are Chinese and Indians, and most Chinese residents here have DOGS! Only the Malays in the lower end area in Pantai Dalam which I must say is a total spoiler to the nice neighbourhood we have here shares a piece of this the area and I must stress again, "on the other side". Unfortunately for us, we have to share the park.. How come there is no sign stating "No Cats Allowed"??? What rubbish man.
And you know, now we even have security guards to uplift the security of the area because it's due to the sad-case Malay punks that used to come about in the area and make tons of noises, as as well as commit crime cases such as snatch theft that we have no choice but to increase the security level of the area. They are the mischievous ones and we, law abiding citizens have to pay the price of not even having a decent freedom of bringing our dogs for a brisk evening walk around the park??? Ultimately de-stupid man!
This is a free country you say??? Bull Shit.
Ughhh...
And suddenly you realise that life is not so random after all.
It's all about the numbers.
Somewhere in the universe, there are strings of numbers that connects each and every one of us.
Strings that make even the most random of things possible.
Not true?
Let's see.
When we wake up, what is the first thing that we see?
The clock.
What are we working so hard for?
Money.
Supposedly, one fine day, you wake up late, rush to work, you still wanted to straighten that hair. On the device. 5 more minutes. Rush rush rush, you forget to off it. May burn your house down. Just coz of that 5 more minutes.
Everything that surrounds us right now, from skyscrapers and aeroplanes, they are the result of innovations in numbers.
Even the most simplest of things.
Your birth date.
Some people don't believe in horoscopes, but there are things that would be a person's characteristics just because he or she is born in that particular day. And by those numbers one can see his or her compatibility with another person. It's all a part and parcel of how numbers play such an impact in our lives.
It's true.
Why the sudden mentioning? Amy did some counting for me today, and by that she managed to guess a few accurate things about me, and then there was my Godsister which enlightened me about the significance of numbers in our lives. Which is true, really.
Well, I just brought Rocky out for a walk this evening. And then when we were at this park, this damn Malay man came up to me and prohibited me to walk the lands of the park beside my house because I was having Rocky with me. He was like, "Excuse me miss, do dogs allowed." I was like, what the hell??? Then he pointed to that freaking board with the "no animal sign". Dammit. What rubbish is that? A park is a free land dammit. How can the damn authorities put up something so damn biased man? It's not like my Rocky was not tied to a chain. He was well within my grip! And he doesn't bite. Why in the hell does this country have to get so discriminative??? That's one of the damn reason why I just hate this country. Shit.
And well, I was late by 7 minutes this evening for his walk. If I was a wee bit early, I'd probably wouldn't have bumped into that freaking gardener. And my walk would be at peace. Such a mood spoiler man. The stupid authorities should put a note that states "Stray Dogs would be Captured." Not a stupid sign like that man. That, I would totally understand. Because of the danger that it may do to small kids. But my Rocky is perfectly trained and he is with ME! What position is he in to restrict me like that??? It's a public area man! Ewwww! Disgusting. That's an outright discrimination to everyone else in the neighbourhood that is not a Malay. And mind me, the majority of populations here are Chinese and Indians, and most Chinese residents here have DOGS! Only the Malays in the lower end area in Pantai Dalam which I must say is a total spoiler to the nice neighbourhood we have here shares a piece of this the area and I must stress again, "on the other side". Unfortunately for us, we have to share the park.. How come there is no sign stating "No Cats Allowed"??? What rubbish man.
And you know, now we even have security guards to uplift the security of the area because it's due to the sad-case Malay punks that used to come about in the area and make tons of noises, as as well as commit crime cases such as snatch theft that we have no choice but to increase the security level of the area. They are the mischievous ones and we, law abiding citizens have to pay the price of not even having a decent freedom of bringing our dogs for a brisk evening walk around the park??? Ultimately de-stupid man!
This is a free country you say??? Bull Shit.
Ughhh...
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