Evie Speaks

Well, work has started... instead of it beginning to pile up, it just got dumped in tonneloads! Yikes! Tomorrow is such an exciting day! The fates of the trainee padwans will be out. I wonder how they turn out. I hope all of them are as good as Kuaigonjin. :))

Class 95
So, about my drive to work each day of the 5 day work week, I tune in to Class 95 Fm from like 640am to 715am. Glenn Ong and the Flying Dutchman. I love the FD. I think he's sensible yet quirky, mature yet explorative. I love his Irish (sometimes dirty) jokes that come on almost exactly when I'm almost reaching my workplace. I love hearing about his daughters and family life. I love the way he is such a cool dad with a big responsibility.

Glenn Ong on the other hand, irritates the hell out of me. When he's on, and blabbering, giving his uncalled for (stupid) opinions, I change to GOLD 90.5 Fm, then I tune back to CLass 95 just after 7am to catch the Irish joke by FD then its back to GOLD 90.5, if Glenn is on. His chemistry with FD is just mismade. He interrupts the FD and just tries to force in his dumb ideas between FD's interesting banter. (!!!!) Vern's not as annoying (she is taking over Glen for a week or so, THANK GOODNESS!) but with the FD she's like an irritating buzzing bee making weird noises and lame comments on the show.

But I must say, I love Vern since Under ONe ROOf, but I just cant stand her co hosting with FD. Bring Joe Augustin and the FD back together again!!!!

Well, that got a load off my chest. Blogging is therapeutic!

Growing Up, Growing Old

My mother's cousin just had a quad bypass, he's 67. He was healthy, strong and always had a bright outlook in life. Looking at him, I didnt feel very sorry for him- simply because he seemed positive about the whole thing. He even joked and showed us the vein they took from his thigh and the scars he had from the heart operation. I guess,old age is a natural progression in life which I have witnessed first hand with my maternal grandmother. Sometimes, I dont feel pity for these people, because I understand that they have lost control of their own life, not out of will. They were once young, strong and the world belonged to them. Sometimes when I see them pushing cardboard boxes or collecting newspapers, I feel happy for them, not because they have to collect newspapers for a living but they are able to do things that a young person is able to. And some of these old people are very strong willed and stubborn. They refuse to give up no matter how tiring (unlike some brats!!!!) I admire them. Really.

Anyway, when I see elderly women, I tend to be reminded of my grandmothers. I didn't pity my grandmothers. I loved them. Very very much.

Connecting with the unknown
Which leads me to this. I saw a bit of National Geog following this woman who was trying to contact her husband who passed on suddenly. She tried several mediums etc to contact her husband in the other world.

Then in this book "Wild Orchids" by Jude Deavereux, also about a man who was trying to communicate with his wife who passed suddenly. (its actually a romantic novel, very well written, recommended for women whose partners have yet to propose...)

Eversince my paternal grandmother passed on, I've wanted to find out more about it. You see, on the day she passed away in Penang, almost at the very moment, a strong Frangipani scent filled my house back here in Singapore. I'm sure you have heard of incidences like this. Freaky?

Perhaps I've been watching too many Scarry movies and haunting shows.

Oh well.......

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