Success

I was intrigued when I first read that how the last name of a person can affect your chance of success. People with last names starting with letters in the front of the alphabet tends to be more successful, and those starting with letters towards the back of the alphabet tends to be less successful.

This phenomena is due to the fact that many things are arranged according to alphabetical order, and the 'A's are used to being at the top of the list, and the 'Z's at the bottom. Priorities are given to the 'A's.

This explains why the Ang, Chua, Cheng and let's not forget Choy, Chan and Chiw all making it big in life.

However, there are always exceptions. Two clear examples are Yeo and Zhuang who are both very successful. Why is this so?

This could be attributed to the fact that they are taller and taller people also enjoys more success as they are more noticeable and used to people 'looking up' at them giving them higher self-esteem. Perhaps that's how the word 'headstart' comes about.

Looking deeper into this two attributes of success, which do you think is more influential? From the examples given, I speculate that being tall is more vital to be successful, but this doesn't concern me, does it? The only thing I need to know is that I'm unknowingly being dealt a psychological blow early on in life.


Source:
Quirkology by Richard Wiseman

Personality Interpretor

There are so many personality interpretor readily available online. After asking you a few questions, they magically tell you more about yourself and wow, they're really true.

Do you think the personality interpretor are accurate, or it is you who after reading what is described of you that becomes what they described?

Welcome

It's the new welcome ceremony at grand-aunt's house:

Another cat

After being snubbed by a cat a few days ago, I decided to make a second attempt.

I walked towards the friendly neighbourhood cat that loves to loiter around my house's void deck while it was having its afternoon nap.

"Meeeoow.."

It awoke, purred, stood up, and stretch once, stretch twice, and slowly walked towards me.

"What is it gonna do? Is it gonna attack me for disturbing its sleep?" I thought, as I stood there motionless awaiting its next move.

It just walked closer and closer, and finally brushed its body against my leg, and walked around me. I'm glad it's not hostile, and gave its head a light pat.

When I heard someone approaching, I decided to walk away, as i felt a little awkward.

The moral of the story: When in Rome, do what the Romans do. Towards a cat, purr instead of smile.

See, no evil

It's been so long since I've decided to go for a run after being down with a flu. But I've decided to try a new route since running the same route so many times is so boring.

This time instead of making a U-turn, I've decided to take the big round route. A bad choice indeed. Already breathless after completing half the route.

Labouring through the other half, I reached the cross-junction of cck road and cck ave 1. Looking around, I saw a construction worker in a yellow vest crossing the road ahead of me. He turned towards ave 1, and walk off while I was approaching in the same direction 50 metres behind.

I was already so tired that I was almost walking already. Then the LRT on the right went past me, and I turned my head to see if I can see any pretty girls on it. Disappointed, I turned back to look in the direction I was running.

"Hey, didn't I just see a construction worker walking this way a moment ago?!" Looking left, looking right, looking straight, and finally looking into the drain as I ran passed it. Nope, nowhere to be found.

What have I saw? I could care less, as I found renewed energy to continue the run.