26 January 2014 Sunday | 21:58 | -
The challenge is to post 100 happy pictures over 100 happy days. The organisers want people to enjoy the moment and not be blinded by busyness. Ok, I get that.
I’m a boring person. The same old things make me happy.
I eat vegetables daily, just for the nutrients and fibre. But I’m not a happy herbivore.
Day 2: Dinner with friends at The Clan Restaurant. Impeccable service and awesome food. Period.
Day 6: My friends pick this up for me whenever they are in Japan— or see this on sale at Isetan. Worth every single calorie.
Day 8: My favourite Shuang Fu Yuan bak kwa. I found out much later it was a friend’s family business.
Day 10: I haven’t quite decided who sells the best pineapple tarts. The tub from Cedele was full of flavour and so addictive (and small) you can’t stop at one.
After getting more than a hundred cans of Coca Cola for Christmas, I began to receive CNY gifts in the form of fattening bak kwa and tarts. I panicked and posted a SOS update on Facebook. Stop feeding me! I will eat whatever you guys hand me. And I will become fat(ter)! Nooooooooo!
Day 5: I sleep a lot. My bodily functions— the need to eat and excrete— magically shut down when I sleep. Fourteen or fifteen consecutive hours of sleep on a Saturday or Sunday has almost become a routine.
Day 1: The hashtags that accompanied the first post were #supergoodangle, #sharpchin, #iamfatterthanyouthink and #whatyouseeisnotwhatyouget.
Day 4: Does no one make carrot cut jeans anymore? I saw a pair online and bought it immediately. And of course, people don’t usually stop at one item…
My buddy in polytechnic had a perpetual smile on his face. He never frowned, and he never raised his voice at anyone. And he always repeated the line above. He probably influenced me a little.
Day 7: There was a long row of cars waiting to exit and this black car couldn’t even get out of the parking lot. So I allowed him through. How simple.
Day 9: I guess it was still a happy day cos I didn’t DIE from the headache and puking that morning. I inserted a note to tell people it was synflex— not viagra.
They claim that 71% of participants would fail to pull through, citing a lack of time. Well, that’s not why I’m giving up. Ten uploads later, I’ve already detected a trend, and I’m quite certain the same themes will be repeated over the next ninety days— if I had carried on.
I’m a boring person.