If I win the 8 Million TOTO...

I dun remember what I had wanted in the past during my lottery fantasies...

But I guess they are more or less the same...except for during the period during my depression in UK...where I simply want to go home if i win the lottery.

Here goes the list.

1. Confirm and bank in my winnings .

And below in no particular order of preference.

1. Buy a house in Singapore and Thailand for my parents.
2. Bring my parents to travel.
3. Go travel myself! Dive dive dive!
4. Buy my own house.
5. Set up my studio with facilities and equipments and materials.
6. Have a nice well equipped kitchen.
7. Have a library of all the books I like.
8. Learn Yoga, tango, music, caligraphy, ikebana, ceramics, ....
9. Publish my books...write books and travel journals...
10. Do plenty of art works and have plenty of exhibitions.
11. Do charity.
12. open a cafe gallery and art space.
13. Invest.
14. Invite all my friends for dinners and KTV.

That's all.
I am happy and contented.
As for husband and kids...
I will leave that to fate.

2008, August, 8th, 8 MILLION!

8888888!
The chinese love the number 8.
And today is the big day.
Probably the day most chinese are getting married.
And for Singaporean, today is also the day for the BIG 8MILLION TOTO DRAW.

And so as always...
I will throw myself in a pool of fantasy to think about what if I win the draw.
As always...I will enjoy fantasizing until the result is announced.
I do not mind not winning...
Because the process of fantasizing is entertaining enough.

I cut my hair...

in my dream.
I dream of myself cutting my hair again.
I had this kind of dream many times...
and each time...there are different scenerio and emotions.
There are time where I will feel so much hurt and regrets that
i will cry and cry over my cut hair...
While there are times where I am happy and cheerful after cutting.
This time...I am simply puzzled.
I look into the mirro wondering if I am dreaming...in my dream..
that I have cut my hair...
until it was so real that I was convinced that it was cut off...
Suddenly...it became long again in african plait...
and then I realise I was dreaming....

As far as I can remember...the hairstyle was very short...
and I had a hard time taming my hair.
But I did enjoy the part I had some fringe on my forehead...

Oh well...
It is only a matter of time I cut my hair...
Just wonder what kind of hairstyle.