Toothy

Working alone in the new school is plain sailing. Everyday's a routine, not challenging yet energy depleting. Its been awhile since i last solved a problem at work. O, i dont even recall a difficult situation-be it clinical or clerical. I've not been using my brains and i feel like a machine. These cotton kids magically fire the ingratiated tone in me, deliberatly.

Seeing patients one after another non stop puts my bladder at risk, wringing seconds to sip my daily caffeine fix increases my caries risk.
Answering calls from overly anxious parents and spoilt kids who want treatment right away raises my blood pressure. You are turned away, tactfully. In the private sector, appointments have to be made-much more the Sch00l Dental Service. Sorry, not gonna!

You know you're well-liked by the general population when you receive greetings and smiles when you're out of the clinic, when students drop by during recess, when they say "thank you" and skip out of the office. I know i'm well liked. Because i respect and sincerely want the best for my clients.

My seni0r manager called some time ago, questioning a procedure (preventive resin restoration) i did. The preventive resin restoration is a logical extension of the sealant philosophy. The preventive approach of sealing susceptible pits and fissures is combined with conservative occlusal cavity preparation. Instead of the traditional "extension for prevention" philosophy, PRRs limit cavity preparation to discrete areas of decay. These preparations are filled with a preventive restorative material, such as a resin or glass-ionomer, or a combination. Then the restoration and entire occlusal surface of the tooth is sealed. Sounds good?

Her questions, tagged with evident hostility clearly displayed her outdated belief in long deceased G.V.Black's principles. In short, if i recalled accurately, she said/asked (my reply) , "I checked your returns and saw that you did PRRs. (Yes) Are you taught to do so? (Yes) But PRRs are done only by clinical supervisors. You're taught to use CR? (Yes, but i used GIC because I have no access to CRs) I need to check if you're allowed to do PRRs. (Ok no problem. Shall i recall the patients, remove the GIC, deepen and place amalgams?) I think you leave it but let me check if you can do PRRs.

And you wonder whats the fuss over moisture forgiving, economical, possibly environmentally hazardous, questionably toxic mercury, durable, occupational hazardous, in-adhesive amalgams-Aesthetics.

My stand is, the advantages of newer materials far outweigh amalgam restorations, hence the material of choice for the permanent dentition. Yet, credits to amalgam and its minimal technique sensitive advantages cant be denied-use em in the primary dentition lorr.

I want the best for everyone i meet. I, too, desire good karma, my dears.

All in a day's work. All for a paltry sum credited to the non-existant zeros on my bank account.

Birthdays

My scribbles on the parties i attended since Jan.

Pearline

I almost got lost in the Far East exiting the SLE prematurely! Found WhiteSands after circling Loyang and went via the bus route. I arrived a tad too late and so regretted it. Brought along Pictionary and Taboo but only had time for a lil mingling with Fugs and ex classmates. Most of her guests were sportingly spotted in green! The cake was awesome. Its a wonder how hazelnut and chocolate complement each other so well! Best wishes to Pearline, her love and 2008. :)

Gaithiri's birthday bash was held 2 Saturdays(12th) ago at S.A.F.R.A Yishun. It was a night of purple, white and silver grandeur. 3 tables for amalga.mates, and the majority of us donned white. Her entire bash costs an ass whopping 6grand, 2k lesser than her (really skinny) elder sister. *Whoa*
Gaiz, the lovely lulu, bewitched me with her immaculate make up and hair do-I had no choice but shamelessly called for the busy host to pose for the camera! Her 3 glittery sets of ethnic saris made us look like peasants!
Kel and i, the lovers of indian cuisine, enjoyed the very yummy buffet. *Remember how we used to go for indian dough and nasi branyani? Broke the last piece of papadum and savoured it together gleemingly?*
Cady and Leen were unusally high that night. They readily applaused, cheer and sing (in a really high key, i must emphasize). They make the best emcees!

Julius had a pre-celebration on Friday night at O'Bar and celebrated his 22nd @ Hard Rock on 20th Jan.

O'Bar
Charlie and his angels right outside O'Bar


And his boyfriends

XiaoChris aka XiaoPang (lil fatty)-i just call him AhBoy larh! The youngest in the group and the reason we're not at ButterFactory. Cant ever seem to figure that look on his face. Wonder what's up his sleeves. *Hurrr hurrr hurrr.

Ever goofy Etienne. The all in one commentator, stand up commedian, entertainer and politician.

Left: Aaron, said to be the most Caucasian looking lad-thanks to his deep sunken lazy eyes.
Followed by Daniel-the vegetable chopper at $imLim, birthdayboy and a very buffed up Ninja-my legendary xiao lao gong.


Here's Donovan(median diastema)-the half African, full womaniser :D and a uber photogenic Weiye-serving the nation but keeping up with fashion, nonetheless. Excuse my disgustingly parted bangs.

S.W.A.T. shi-fu and Miss Baba. Mentor Jeremy and Dras. I have to salute and learn from her sensual dance moooves!


The girls.


Oh. I kissed 4girls that night. No, it was alcohol kissing, not me. *Touche!


Not forgetting Liang, who unknowingly didnt snap any photos that night, was charmingly clad in jet black shirt, jeans and sneakers.

Hard Rock

What the folks at HRC call Birthday Surprise.
1) Blow a candle using 3 connected straws passing through his thighs

2) Dig out an artificial cherry with his tongue. Of cause, pop goes the nose larh!

3) Lick whipped cream off my waist in a sensual manner.
Any idiot can tell Tracy's enraptured-at my expense.
Now you see. Now you dont!

Sometimes, i think i'm damn light.

4) Dance.
I almost thought i was celebrating MY birthday. Half the sabotage were targeted at ME! *Hmpf!

Dont group photos make things alot easier? and less interesting?


The following peeps joined us for HRC too!
Ben who pengs prata and sausages with sweat trickling down his temples & XiaoWan the office lady working in the same area as me!

Jin Hyung, Julius' kimchi collegue & Sherman-Julius' beady eyed brother.

Et's very pari pari pretty pretty love, Mary!


Dennis & Joyce, the "conjoined twins".

24th Jan, 1.37am.
Good morning Earthlings. Full moon tonight.
Just returned from dinner with Tim & Aloy followed by a chill out session with the regulars. I hate saying this on a balmy night but i just needed to let it out before turning in.

I wonder if female species around my age understand the importance of expanding ones social circle? Not that having contacts everywhere is important, per se, but its bout the process of engaging, listening and conversing (intellectually) you see. I dont quite understand why some (girls) cant maintain decent conversations with others who are trying to strike one. I admire their ability to turn people off the very moment they speak. The higher levels ones put me off simply by rolling their heavily-mascaraed-lashes combined with unintentionally-smudged-lined-eyes. Dont even mention bout their lavishly abundant lifestyle-are you leeching off the hard work and sweat of someone else? If the previously mentioned statement is true, you're a prodigal-and thats an understatement. My oh my, why am i even wasting time bothering bout em, sacrificing precious beauty sleep? They just make the majority of turkeys dreaming to soar like eagles. Flight plan zero. Kudus, not!
And so, good night sweetie!

Catamenia Catastrophe

Catamenia Catastrophe

Little Miss Cata bombed a code-red surprise on workaholic me and blemished my suit dress cardinal. Of all days, the air-con maintainence man had to make a trip today. After hurrying him off, i applied for an urgent half day leave. Covering the area just below my ass, i sauntered out of school like nothing happened and hailed a cab, most abashed.
In case you're wondering, I missed my period last month and am prepared for a sudden aunty-visit. I guess i was too busy and engrossed at work that i didnt feel a thing. On top of that, i dont usually experience code-red such as menstrual cramps nor plague my pals with mood swings.
Yet im so thankful my leave was granted via a phone call and am able to go for a full pedicure session this afternoon! *Skips around!*

Not the most glorifying matter to start 2008 with. Looking forward to 6th Feb, tie up the lunar year and start afresh-again. Strong believer in giving and receiving 2nd chances.

Passed by a 3 vehicle minor collision at Whampoa South on my way back. A motorbike, van and salon car were involved. Butt on tar, face white washed, the rider was trying to 'blow' dirt off his grazed arm. Being a kind hearted and k-po citizen of Sg, I took a quick shower, grabbed medical wound cleansing supplies and cycled down. I swear i was as fast(10mins) as Dash(Incredibles) can be, but was prolly 5mins too late. The casualty has been sent off, car driven off, leaving the van and its driver, a chui bike and a Traffic Police reporting the situation. The disappointed citizen u-turned for home.
Point is, lunch time and on a busy road towards the city, doesnt anyone who bothered slowing down to look-see stock a FirstAidKit in the car? Or are we carried away by the hustle bustle of life and neglect the survival and shelter needs of others? Did anyone offer a lift to the injured? Was speeding, using communication devices, poor judgement, .. the cause of the accident?
On hindsight, i see the need to always be ready, in season and off season. The need to foresee changes and expect the unexpected. In an instance, these are no longer lines quoted ever so often, but a learning point at the expense of others, indeed.

Oh. The full pedicure session took bout an hour and am currently wearing OPl Got The Blues For Red. I prefer the previous, OPl Rose Petal! Up next, i wanna try OPl Mrs. O'Leary's BBQ.

Yippee. Signing off on my most hated day of the week: Tuesday.
Mondays arent blue .. because .. the weekends just passed.
Tuesdays are a turn off .. because .. weekends seem eons away.
Wednesdays pass by fast .. because .. its the hump of the week.
Thursdays makes my neck grow longer .. because .. friday's nearing.
Fridays are to thank god for .. because .. its the end of a work week.
Saturday is my Sabbath and i respect it .. because i work on Sunday too.
Sunday's work is ironically dreadful yet fulfilling .. because i get to learn and earn.

I must say im one random girl.

Rhapsody

I cant think of a suitable title for the following paragraph, but i figured a hint of enthusiasm in roller blading right now. There's this estatic feeling being on 4 wheels-8, actually. I know we look like a bluebird (translates 'lan.jiao', chinese.&.dialect for the male organ of copulation and urinary excretion.) but having set feet in the workforce, i cant afford to have another knee injury, much less an injured wrist arm.

Anyways, if there's one make-up product that i can't live without, its gotta be M.A.C.'s Eye Br0ws in Lingering (Crayon Pour Les Sourcils)! It confidently adds shape, defination, colour and density, is self propelling and self sharpening-all in one streamlined tool! Striking arches adds confidence throughout the day! Easy to tote around, fits snugly in my wristlet but that doest really matter cause this stuff is long wearing! After 10-hours out: Yes, i do have deep lines under eye caused by habitual vigrous rubbing before sleep. Yes, i do have dark eye rings. Yes, i do have a rash on the inner cantus. Yes, i looked like i used marker eye liner but i didnt. Yes, there's no mascara on. Yes, this photo doesnt do justice to my double eyelids. Yes, i have to boast bout my almond shaped eyes. Yes, i love my LASIK-ed orcs! Oh no, my ill-trimmed brow has casted a shadow on my lids!

Before this mystical invention, I swore by M.A.C.'s Brow Finisher in Beige Blonde. Its a slant tip, wax-style(smooth and non-sticky!) grooming tool specially formulated to shape and hold the brows in place while providing them with a sheer, slick, polished and conditioned-looking finish. Long wearing but doesnt fill up gaps as well as EyeBrows! Oh, in case you're wondering, its non-sharpening too, dumbnut.



Venturing into mascara's because nature hasnt blessed me with lush, luxe lashes. Yet with the stroke of a brush, abracadabra! Mirror mirror on the wall. Who's got the widest brightest sexiest peepers?


I didnt get an A+ in make up class. Yet 2 coats and my lashes fatten and seperate nicely.
Au revoir to fatigued orbits!

Contary to the belief of many, M.A.C really is a budget contender to premium brands. I SWEAR BY IT in every cent sense.

New Clinic

I couldnt help but rant bout my new work environment. Kindly bear with me!

1) Clinical supervisor is way too naggy. I heard of the multiple rocks that sparkles and sits on her wrinkled fingers.
2) Senior manager isnt one bit senile. I dont know why kel and i calls her lobang. She does nothing with loopholes.
3) New part time collegue, who comes in the afternoon has caused me much inconvenience. She's put in charge of the clinic but the way i see it, i've a hell load of shit to do. I'll have to work at "faraway-land" once a week because there're not enough patients for the both of us here. She should be the one going out and not bring me the inconvenience. After all, "faraway-clinic's" a stone's throw from her place.
4) I hate doing 'paperwork', such as updating consent status. Moreover, IDEA$ is processing information at snail's speed and im falling asleep.
5) This place is so dingy looking i totally heart my cluttered room and previous clinic. Can you picture lime green cabinets with a grey solid surface table top speckled black and white? Dont try. Its disgusting.
6) I couldnt swallow the display of motley posters and brochures i tore down everything first thing in the morning.
7) I dont quite understand the need for little toy figurines here there everywhere. They're now rested chucked in a drawer for the good of ruth and her senses.
8) Next to go are the wall stickers.
Excuse me, this is a dental clinic, not a billboard nor an art gallery.
9) The rancid smell of every cabinet and drawer is so nasty 1kg of rotten fish wouldnt be able to mask the stench.
10) Cob-webs in every nook and corner. I wonder if barn spider, Charlotte, brought Wilber the pig here too.
11) These dental units might be as old as grandma. The light cure isnt working and there's no water coming from the high-speed handpiece. Having worked in a school with very poor oral hygiene, if the high speed isnt working, i might as well apply for no pay leave. Serious. I dont care hoots bout going for numbers in rendering my clients 'dentally fit'. At the end of the day, people dont care how fast, how well you did your job. They remember how you made them feel.

Kel dropped by for another surprise visit.
Subclique dinner on 3rd Jan@our work kampong, Kovan!

My self declared liberation. In a bid to achieve my rights simply by swiveling the chair-Access to the Internet world. To connect and maintain good relations with my classmates collegues, friends and family. :D Of cause, MIMsOnline shields me from any surprise visits from my superiors. :P I dont understand why some people get so creative with implementations.
The other PC's for work-Connection with VPN doesnt allow access to the internet.