Good bye yesterday

For some, this is a beginning of another year and this new year will hopefully bring some good fortune and prosperity. But for me everyday is a good day. Unit trust consultants will say the same thing except it sounds a bit different and more sweet, everyday is a good day to invest. That was until you find all you saving disappeared and maggie mee become you staple food and nasi lemak become a top priority in your wish list. New year comes and its keep happening again and again whether we are ready or not. Just like the menstrual cycle of a virgin, it will come accordingly and some times you have hiccups every now and then, of which they called it "sengugut". So does our life cycle. Everything that goes up will come down, except our age. Of which reminded me that my another cycle of life is just around the corner.

2009 is just a number. This number probably become very popular with 4-D punters today. Similarly, this number will keep changing as it would normally does. As I don't normally keep a diary and share my intimate moments with other, I tend to remember more of the good things than the bad things. I guess this is normal with others too. Who want to forget the day you received a good appraisal from your bosses and later got promoted (after years of "penantian dan menaruh harapan")?, or who want to keep remembering the day a reckless lady driver with a big "P" on the windshield banged into your newly painted car? Unless something so significant happened, than everyday is still the same day to me. In a way, I think that keep me cool as well. The secret of eternal youth.

I am not Nostradamus, but of late we heard a lot of people making scary prophecies. Suddenly we see shamans or "Nujum Pak Belalang" making revelations and prediction on the future of our coming days. This makes a lot of people, the nasi-lemak-nation become panic, restless, insecure and uncertain. A nasty feeling. But believe me, if we go back to the basic, live within our means and befriended frugality, then this year will become as sweet as the previous years. Yes, I am talking to myself.

Now I have to call my unit trust consultant to top up the unit. Good bye yesterday and welcome tomorrow.

These fridge magnets do not represent my wish-list, or a da Vinci code for you to decipher. It is just to fulfill a request by a blogger friend of mine, who doesn't believe a cool guy like me is having another freaking hoby like this. There you are my friend.