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The Keyboard

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Besides about five layers of dust, this keyboard only comes with the letters Q, W, Y, P, J, Z and part of K and X . A real challenge especially when you want to type your online tax password.

Book I Saw on TV

People say that everything Oprah touches turns to gold (maybe except for Tom Cruise and the sofa). Every time she mentions a book on her show, we know thousands will look for it. I've tried reading The New Earth but only managed a few pages -- those that I flipped through at the bookstore. Though I'll admit to making a few calls to locate the nearest store for Eat Pray Love after learning about it from the show (read my regret here ). At one point, I was kind of searching for The Pillars of the Earth too. Mitch Albom, author of Tuesdays with Morrie and The Five People You Meet in Heaven, was on Oprah today with his book (also a movie) For One More Day -- a story about a washed out salesman intending to end his life, granted a day to spend with his departed mother. Only when they started to discuss this question did it get my attention, "If you could spend one more day with someone you have loved and lost, what would you do?" "When it comes to the words p...

Closet

My favourite things to wear are dresses, flat sandals and clutches. I have to be hypnotized to wear high heels other than to work and formal events. I stopped wearing jeans about three years ago when I could no longer fit into my last favourite pair. Despite all the advice that 'don't hold on to any clothes that you can no longer fit into for more than whatever-years', I'm still positive about getting back to my old weight -- no one will ever tell me how long this has been going on. However, I've been lazy with pretty clothes this year, which, at this rate, I'll be wearing guni soon. So I sat in front of my cupboard this week (one of my secret favourite pastimes, deep stuff, I know), hoping to save whatever is left of my fashion choices. But everyone knows boosting your wardrobe is very rewarding. Happiness is guaranteed. And no, I don't plan to wear three inches of makeup and heels all day. I'm just afraid that every little thing that I neglect sn...

Group Travelling, Examples of Characters

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CHARACTER #8 : Only travelling agenda is shopping, has problem finding things back home, needs to buy everything abroad, including a mammoth-sized gong: CHARACTER #12 : Asks to be left at one of the train stations along the way: CHARACTER #5 : Should never leave the house:

The Breakup

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One of the best money advice I've ever received is "If you want to make a guaranteed 20% return in a year, get rid of your credit cards." Yeap, it's convenient. It's even necessary -- for online purchases, for example. No, it was FUN! But I guess owning only one card should already serve whatever the necessary purpose is. I'm saying goodbye to this one. Dear Card, Should there be any incident in the future where my Other (and only) Card, with only a fraction of your credit limit, fails me for whatever reason while I'm in need to pay for something like my ticket home from an impromptu trip to Sao Paulo, and the magic fountain won't spit cash -- then -- I'll be knocking my head really hard for dumping you. NO. STRIKE THAT. I'LL BE FINE*. Signed, X. *Sao Paulo sounds fine, I think.

The Bad Hair Day, the Good Hair Day

The bad hair day I had a breakfast meeting on Thursday at an open-air cafe, with the table that my client picked had a fan blowing from behind my seat. My hair was supposed to be this "messy-ponytail-flared-bangs" that day. I don't even know what it means actually, but it was not easy to do, I tell ya. Little did I know you can simply have a "just-messy-do" in three seconds. Just sit in a cafe with your back facing its giant a** boat fan! So my hair was really having fun, flying all over the place. And there I was, trying to appear composed while feeling like hiding under the table at the same time. The fun didn't stop there. Our food arrived. I wished I could open my mouth without my hair getting in the way. Now my hair knows why I'm so addicted to coffee. It tastes so good, isn't it, hair? I could only manage a bite or two while my client happily finished most of his food. I cannot have him waiting for me to finish mine. Then he got u...