Borders beats Boredom

For the past few weeks, I've been having this habit of going to Orchard Road on friday evenings. I would have a nice dinner in Minang House, shop, and walk along the boulevards. The Christmas decoration was up, the lighted streets at night exuded a Christmas-like feel, the jazz quartet played in front of Tang's while the chanteuse sang lovely jazzy tunes. Sometimes I would sit on the bench, listening to the music, watching people's faces as they walked by. After having enough of shopping and strolling, I would finally park myself in Borders, the raison d'être why I went to Orchard Road in the first place.

November is a special month, Border's birthday month. I got emails from Borders mailers every week in this month, with 30% discount voucher. I need something to read everyday when I am commuting to work. I need something to read in weekends. I need something to read to learn new things. I need something to read to take me away from this impressively mundane life. Books are my best friend.

I like searching for books, combing shelfs by shelfs, waiting for the books to "call" me. Some books only get a cursory glance, some a lingering look, some a second glance, and the selected few get picked for the next selection phase. I would pick a few books that interested me, take them to an empty corner and start judging them by more than its cover. I imagined the weather was foul outside, rain or snow, and there I was sitting peacefully inside a bookshop, flipping pages of ideas and imaginations. A cat curling up by the side would be nice.

I would make my final selection, bring it to the counter, pay for it (at 30%-discounted price!), and not asking for a plastic bag, because being a green person, I would rather put the book in my bag, feel the weight of it on my hand/shoulder, and having this mighty sense of satisfaction.

Being in Borders is an experience by itself; finding myself at the border of my reality and staring into this vastness of space, with new people, new places, and new stories to be told. No air ticket needed, just a piece of printed Borders voucher and finally I'm home, with a keepsake in my otherwise boring black bag.

hello me

I've just completed a personality profiler and boy, I must say I am really impressed with it. Looking at the complete report, I feel like I am facing a mirror image of my personality. It is as if this automatic profiler has known me and observed me in life for a long time. What's more, it could put it all in clear, concise, and accurate sentences. It's really satisfying, it's a moment of self-discovery, getting re-acquainted with who I am. Neat.

Go and try it, people. http://www.c-vat.com/

these are too good not to be noted down

What I would love to say at work:
"It might look like I'm doing nothing, but at cellular level I'm really quite busy."

"Thank you. We're all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view."

"I'm out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message... "

"Someday, we'll look back on this, laugh nervously and change the subject."


-- this is why I love Stumble!