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Tuesday, February 2nd, 2021

Last time I visited this blog was when my host asked me to upgrade my php version. I’m back again, because the last upgrade isn’t supported anymore, so I’ve just upgraded to a more recent version.

I’ve been procrastinating. Been thinking of taking this blog offline, but haven’t quite figured out how to “export my blog”.

Well this hosting lasts till 2021/07, and my domain lasts till 2021/01. So I guess I’ve 11 more months to procrastinate.



Thursday, February 28th, 2019

Dear J,

You will find your invoice of $8.71 for contract XXXX attached.

The amount will be deducted within the next 7 days by means of the payment method specified on the Payment Details page.

I’ve been putting off trying to figure out how to update the php without breaking my blogs. I’m not a programmer so I didn’t know how to fix it. A new charge of $8.71 was my tipping point. I turned to Google. Turns out, just one ´ & ‘ mean different things in code. I don’t even know how the ‘ became a ´, but changing that fixed everything.

And more importantly, saves me $8.71 a month. USD mind you, so that’s like SGD$11.75 – which I’ll most probably blow on a cup of green tea latte & another cup of bubble tea. Still beats paying that amount for outdated php support.

It’s still a little broken, but contents are still showing, instead of a straight out error, so … battle for another day. Anyone wanna help?

*Update: I think it’s fixed. Updated plugins to match updated wordpress*


Thursday, June 29th, 2017

The world is changing so rapidly. Earlier this year, rides like Grab and Uber were introduced. And then a few months back, bike-sharing entered the scene. The transport scene has changed so rapidly. I’ve lots of thoughts about that, but today I wanna talk about hitching. 

Grab had a $6 promo code for GrabHitch, and my ride basically cost only $2 after the discount. My normal train ride costs $1.23, so I thought, why not? 

The idea of hitching is essentially carpooling. Drivers can pick up others near their workplace, and drop them off along their way back home. In return, hitchers pay a fixed fee calculated by distance. Grab simplfies this by precalculating and collecting payment on behalf. 

But all I’ve typed so far is actually not the point of this post. What was “interesting” about this ride was how much a total stranger can tell you in just half an hour. Here goes ….

  • The driver has regular hitchers
  • He feels some other drivers abuses the hitch platform because they can’t get the license to do it as a profession
  • He works near me
  • His scrapped his car last year
  • His current car is from his recently deceased mum
  • It has 1 year more before it has to be scrapped 
  • He has a bicycle in his boot
  • He cycles occasionally at MacRitchie reservoir 
  • He believes excercise is important. 
  • He thinks Sweden has basic income, which allows their people to spend time on more creative stuff, and thus they have so many inventions. 
  • There’s a jap BBQ place Shima at Goodwood hotel, where you can eat but not come out smelling like smoke cause they have a booth that “febreezes” you
  • Something about good jap food at Takashimaya basement 
  • He’s weary about dropping me at the bus stop, because … cameras & fines. 
  • The other 2 hitchers – one stays in Bishan, one stays near him in Toa Payoh
  • 1 works at a JTC building, 1 works at Mediacorp

All this in just half an hour. This is just the stuff that I remember. It’s crazy how much one can tell a total stranger in such a short period of time. 

Btw, I hate small talk. But because I was sitting in front, I felt obliged to engage. 

So there. Haven’t tried another hitch so far, because … no promo code. 


Wednesday, March 29th, 2017

I find thunderstorms kinda therapeutic. The rumblings and the pitter patter of the rain drops. 

But now with D having developed a fear of thunder, whenever there’s a thunderstorm, I wonder if D is ok at school, if he’s freaked out. 

Hopefully he outgrows that fear with age. Then we can enjoy watching the thunderstorms together. 


Friday, July 1st, 2016

When my toddler wakes up, he doesn’t linger in bed or snooze saying “5 minutes more” – when he’s up, he’s up because he’s looking forward to play. 

If u dread getting out of bed, it’s most probably because you dread what’s ahead in the day. Maybe then it’s time for a reflection. 

When we reach the stage where we are happy to jump out of bed each morning, perhaps then we’ve found our dream thing. 

Call of the Wild

Saturday, May 14th, 2016

I think I scarred my almost 2yr old toddler a tact bit today – I let him witness a lizard hunting a giant flying ant. 

Before this, a lizard to him was just this thing that scrambled across walls and made really loud noises. 

Now, as he was sitting on my lap a bit afraid to move, a lizard is the thing that “umm the ant”. 


Neighbors 2

Wednesday, March 2nd, 2016

Today I met one of my elderly neighbors on the way to school. She told us the names of her neighbors dogs, the 3 dogs we say hi to every morning – coco, toffee and oreo. Then she also said she had 8 (I think) grandkids – the oldest is 16 and the youngest 5!


Wednesday, January 6th, 2016

I’ve lived in this estate since I was 7 years old, but I’m embarrassed to say, I don’t really know many of my neighbours.

Here are some I know:

Our immediate neighbours: an old lady who loves cats, and lives with her single daughter.

Our opposite neighbour owns a light shop. My mum knows her as Mrs P, but not what her real name is.

Next to our opposite neighbour is someone who goes to the same country club as my parents do, and they play golf occasionally. They own a few greyhounds which they walk daily (with a cane)!

I’ve come to know some new neighbours recently. I don’t know their names though, and the reason I know them is because I walk past their houses every morning while sending D to his play school down the road.

There’s the botak gynae who always seems to be home. He has 3 dogs which D will excitedly say ‘woof woof’ when we walk past. He also has a grandkid who goes to the same school.

Then there’s another old lady with curly hair with 2 grandkids – a girl and a younger boy. She and her helper brings the 2 kids for walks in the park quite regularly, and my mum knows her too because they’ve met a few times while she brought Daniel out for a walk too. She’s usually gardening when we walk past.

There was once she was talking to the neighbour opposite, another old lady with short hair, with a yard big enough to have a badminton court!

A couple of doors down, there is this house whose door is always half opened, but the driveway is always empty – no shoes or other barang barang at all. I always thought the house was empty and that the doors and windows are half open to air the house. But hey, one day I saw an old lady walking in the front yard! Another day, I saw her dog, with a slipper in his mouth.

Just before his school, there is a house where an indian elderly couple usually sit out front on their porch in the mornings to drink their coffee and read the papers. Every morning they will wave to D, and D will wave back happily. On days they aren’t out, he wonders where they are. They too have a grandkid going to the same school.

And so in the span of 1 short month, I’ve come to know more neighbours then in the 20 odd years I’ve lived here. All because of a little boy. Amazing huh?

(Yes I’m not a very engaged neighbour :p)