Heartbreaking

It was a really heartbreaking moment, watching the funeral service of Prince Philip and watching Queen Elizabeth sitting all alone, head bent down, in prayer, in silence and in grief. 

It was indeed a funeral that was powerful by itself in its simplicity but no less dignified and very much meaningful to everyone who watched it.

My name

I have a name that is considered common yet there are enough variants of it that my friends do continue to make the mistake of typing it wrongly. Here are some variants, depending on whether you use the old British English, modern British English, American, Malay, Indonesian or some non-conventional versions: 

- Jeffrey (my name) 

- Geoffrey 

- Jeffery 

- Geoffery 

- Jefferey 

- Jeffry 

- Jefri 

- Jufri (I sometimes use this as my nick)

- Etc 

And just today, a close "friend-in-law", and a insta-buddy addressed me as Jeffery. I corrected her and shared a simple trick to remember the correct spelling - just remember Jeffrey is very fREe... 

Here're some nick/names that people around me address me by. Some are really affectionate (such as frey (my family calls me this), baba, papa, daddy, sistar, bitch, slut, or simply pa). And amongst the many, there are two that I can never bring myself to really accept. They are Bro and Dude. It's just me. 

:-)

COVID-19 Vaccination

Had my first Moderna dose yesterday. Next dose will be in mid-May 21.

Dreams

I’ve been having weird dreams lately. I guess it must have been due to the many things that’s troubling me at work. Most of the time, I cannot recall what my dreams were when I wake up. But last night was different.

I had barely dozed off when I started dreaming. While I couldn’t recall what the dream was, I vividly remembered someone being annoyingly insistent on me calling him (or her). And this voice kept repeating a mobile number that I was jolted out of my sleep. I quickly saved it in my mobile and tried whatsapping the number. A invite to join WhatsApp appeared instead. I tried texting it again this morning when I woke up but I was not successful.

The second dream I had was equally weird and somewhat morbid, if I may add. I recalled being in a huge traffic jam that apparently was caused by an accident. In no time, I reached the site of the accident. On the road, there were 3-4 dead bodies, 2 on my side of the road and 1-2 on the other side. In the middle of the road, there was a carcass of a dog. The torso had been ripped open and the stomach was exposed. There was a young dog beside this carcass and it was trying desperately to wake the dead dog. What was weird was that everything was in white, even the dog and it’s exposed stomach. The dream just ended there. 

Apart from concluding that these dreams were a result of my state of mind, I didn’t try to further analyse what these dreams meant. I guess it suffice to just say I am feeling stressed. And if this go on, I’m sure I will start to dream of my nanny or my mum (as they always have this calming effect on me).