Lately, my favourite button to click is the ‘Mark all as Read’ one on my Google Reader. Thus, the dearth of non-me-me-me-me related entries. Sleepy. Yawn. Steamed crabs.

Unborn babies on Twitter. That is quite creepy, actually. Not into babies. Nor toddlers. Nor teenagers. Best if they come out as adults (no Benjamin Buttons, though; yes, am rather fussy).

A tad out of the blue, I know, but I miss Yahoo SG Auctions sometimes. The local eBay site has seen a lot of improvement since a few years ago, but it is quite boring since everyone seems out to make a buck. At least on the former, I was able to find some nice gems at great bargains. Maybe I’m just saying this because I can’t seem to find what I want on eBay right now, and I’m pretty sure that if Yahoo Auctions was alive, there would be some ending-soon-at-no-reserve-$5! auctions waiting just for me.

Celebrate Odd Day! After reading this book, I wish I had a math teacher who was half as inspiring and passionate about the subject as The Professor was. Unfortunately, all the teachers I had were pretty dull and probably part-time O-Levels assessment book saleswomen.

On the subject of school days(-ish), I’m regretting not working hard enough in my Home Ed classes. For some reason (well, I know the reason, but it will take forever to explain, so that shall wait), I never really cared much for the subject in school. Like P.E. and art (yes, I didn’t like art classes too), Home Ed periods were supposed to be endured and dozed through every three hours a week. Somehow, the idea of baking cakes and sewing on buttons didn’t appeal to me at all back then. Who cares if you can bake cookies, who cares if you can tell a thimble from an unpicker! Frankly, I didn’t give much of a shit. I guess then it is karma that I actually find these activities interesting now and that I stay up at night sewing something that probably lost half its width to textile perspiration. Why are my stitches bloody uneven and crooked? And bloody might have a more literal meaning than you may think. Bah! Goes to show that I will eventually develop an interest in say, gymnastics 20 years down the road.