Numbers are important to me. Ever since I remember, 4 has been my favourite number. There's something comforting about its even-ness and the way it reminds me of a square (all sides and angles equal). Anything to do with a 4 is good. 2's, 8's, 1's and 9's are also preferable (this has to do with my birth date, month, and year). I sometimes like or dislike things partly because of their number, like my work pager and house numbers.
Yes, I know it's weird.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Take off
Taken from the journal I intended to update daily, then abandoned 2 weeks later...
I've just realised the enormity of what I decided to do. Squashed my life into 33.7kg, reorganised it into 31.9kg in front of hundreds of people at the airport, and off I went. Well, off I went after a flood of tears.
I was THAT person at the airport, the one with the open suitcase, bras and undies flying everywhere as they try to lighten their bag to the satisfaction of the tired but firm check-in girl.
I've just realised the enormity of what I decided to do. Squashed my life into 33.7kg, reorganised it into 31.9kg in front of hundreds of people at the airport, and off I went. Well, off I went after a flood of tears.
I was THAT person at the airport, the one with the open suitcase, bras and undies flying everywhere as they try to lighten their bag to the satisfaction of the tired but firm check-in girl.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Work farewell
The girls at work made my last day quite memorable. What else could I expect, being April Fools Day?
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