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.

2007 Reflections

Hello earthlings.
It is that time of the year when one looks back and start contemplating goals and plans for 2008. As i take a moment to reflect on lessons learnt, count my blessings, revisit some fears and gear up for the year ahead, i do hope you're doing so too. Because out of every experience, there's a learning point, only if you look closely enough.

Work
I've learnt not to live by the "Almighty" dollar. Really. I can never execute the importance of financial planning, growing the bank, being able to provide for my family, fulfiling my materialistic self, etc. But I guess there's more to life than making loads of cash. A decent part of me has been enlightened after joining xxx. Week after week, i see their passion in dentistry, technology, patient orientated mind set, staff well being and modesty.
I want to give my clients my best-hence building a nation of fit and healthy Singaporeans. I want to receive continuing dental education. Looking back, i've never sat through an interview, prepared a resume nor rehearsed lines after lines of lies. Joined HPB in July upon graduation, thought bout the future, lived day by day, thought bout every other option and am ashamed to say i've not come to a concrete conclusion and plan yet. Occassionally, i do see myself breaking my bond and moving on to greener pastures. Yet, the hindering factor lies in myself. I have not mastered enough courage to tender my resignation. Actually, the other plane has their fair share of obstacles and turbulances, but am sure it'll be exciting working things out! There's a lot more to say, but i shall put a full stop here.

Spiritually
Year end and my relationship with my Creator hit rock bottom. I've back sliden. I knew it was happening. Part of me was tugging to ignite the passion again. The other part chose to chuck my church life under the carpet and allow the world to be my play ground. Im not sure if i'll deviate from the original plan (god has for me) but i've welcomed my new life. You might find me back in church some day i dont know when. If there was a god i'd believe in, it'll be Jesus. Being front line at the customer service counter of the bookstore has instilled in me great confidence and a customer orientated mindset so very essential in the dental community. I've also acquired the ability to talk to strangers just about anything. I enjoy meeting people, listening and learning from their experiences and engaging in a decent conversation with them.

Personal Growth
I've finally seen a multi-faceted nature in myself. I can be the mummy, workaholic, wife, friend, larm-nuah queen. Sometimes i wish i was attached, sometimes engaged, sometimes being single spells f.r.e.e.d.o.m in capital letters. Shall not go into the details, but i know im an uncut diamond, possessing shining qualities beneath a rough exterior.

I have to crown myself the most happening being in the work force. I explored different activities such as wake boarding, night cycling, dragon boating, rollerblading, LAN gaming, clubbing, etc.

Ignited the kid in me-an occassionally random me does every silly antics. And i tell you, its really fun looking at puzzled faces.

Growth sideways-Gluttony has obviously taken over me-im no longer able to fit into my w26 jeans. I see no point in fretting over a few kilograms. Anyways, whats up with skinny girls who insist they are fat? Do they seriously see a fat body when they look into the mirrors or do they just derive pleasure from people who go "No.. you are slim!" Worse when they enjoy insisting that they are fat in front of people who are obviously bigger than them.
I admit that im far from being plus sized. I can binge and still feel empty. I dont even know what it's like to be on a diet. My stomach's like a bottomless pit, sometimes. When you are obviously toothpick's cousin, dont be a prick, dont act so irritatingly modest and insist you're phat. Get it?

In conclusion, this year came and went. Well, my career's my major concern for now and i'm just made more aware of fears that still lurk around in the alleys. Yet, i love seeing myself go out and grab the world by the lapels. "Life's a bitch. You've gotta go out and kick ass."

For now, lets celebrate the happiness that there're people who care, make every day a holiday and celebrate just living! Because you deserve the fun, joy, freedom, peace and love! Cheers!

Happy Holidays!

Urm. The wind blew the wig. No faults with the FlashPlayer. Yup.

Night Cycling

19th December 2007

I must be mentally deranged to give night cycling green light whilst on MC for fever, body ache, flu and headache. A night full of surprises was the brain-child of 3 acquaintances from secondary school.

Giam (top right) all alert, dressed in blazing red and equiped with 3 light sticks was our 'last man'. We were in the same class back in sec1&2. Joined the NationalCadetCorps and chuckled whenever he saw me in my NPCC uni. The envy of 30 odd students, he remained an unbeatable in Math class.

Leo (bottom left) the avid cyclist was the pace-setter and fore-man that night. As far as sec sch life, me and leo were concerned, he was out of sight, literally. All i knew of him was his notorious heart strings tugging at my BFF. Oh yes, we met (officially) last year at BFF's LunarNewYear gathering. (Uh huh kelly, talk bout your eventful gatherings.)

Tracy and a japeful night brought us together. We used to dislike each other cause "she diao.ed me at J8." (She claimed and so be it!)

Dad the Jack of all trades,master of none was kind to pick Tracy, I and 2 stylo-milo bikes up from home and send us to Esplanade's MakanSutra area. Actually, the above mentioned description is a way understatement. He's the electrician, plumber, carpenter, chauffeur, repairman, painter, cook, etc. An attribute lacking in all men these days. But never a husband i want to have nor hold. Ok i shall not go on with my sticky family issues. Mere few minutes and i've learnt how to dismantle the front tyres of a bicycle! Old he may be, he loaded/unloaded, dismantled/fixed the bikes and made sure the tyres brakes and gears were in tip top condition. He promised to pick us up too!


Fort Canning Park's located in the heart of the city, yet a beautiful escape from the hustle bustle. A magnificant building glowing in warm light, set admist lush greenery. It reminded me to catch a breather now and then, and sometimes, just watch life go by.

At Ministry-Of-Sound expecting a visual treat. Was utterly disappointed cause the handsome were either taken or ghey. The rest looked hum sup.

We checked out Timbre1 and chanced upon a Toyota AE86 Treuno.

I thought we should take a picture here, cause kel and i saw KCG at Lido's McDonald's months ago. Casually dressed in sports shoes jeans tee goatee grey hair half-frame glasses, i went oh-so-gaga and blurted "chu guan!" He and M.Ong were my only inspiration during attachments at NDC. Specialist consultants they may be, but i see their commitment to excellent practical teaching, and their humble-ity is most admirable. I definately miss them, my regular patients whom have shared part of their personal lives with me, and the days at NDC with Joyce. Thinking back bout 'upgrading' from tiny operatory unit 4 to a room, doing last minute preparations for oral viva and case presentation, falling asleep while assisting, helping each other prepare forms, getting impatient waiting for supervisors, being cross with classmates for (unknowingly) cutting the que-aiyah i miss joyce larh. She was my bouncy partner BOTH at NDC & HPB. I vividly remember going the extra mile for some patients, cursing when xxx was supervising that day, changing in.out of scrubs illegally in room9, lunching at the stairs, gatherings with folks from other cliques, ... What did i just say? Thought this's a post bout night CYCLING.

"Submitting my MC the very next day!"

I thought blooming plants are a rare sight here in Sg. These pillars remind me of establishing a strong foundation in any endeavour.

Dad called to inform that i'd have to make my way home. My heart sank as i didnt get my salty fingers on SeaweedShakerFries from the golden magnificant arches of McDonald's. Last group photograph as we parted at Kallang Indoor Stadium.

We were home in <15mins.

Im not a perfectly rounded sports woman, but the driving enthusiasm to cycle at night for hours is so great it makes my 'faults' seem insignificant. It is more than being random and trying out something new, it's bout setting aside time, putting in extra effort to make sure it happens, working together to ensure everyone else's safety and figuring out roads.

Up next year.. PADI Open Water Certification! Yipeee yayy yayy yipee yipee yayy yayy!! Chris, come home soon, honey!

Saturday and my sudden craze in pyjamas. Forgive me for making a sexy hefty purchase of satin and lace. Who's gonna be the not-so-lucky lad? Whoever said pJ themed parties means going in home clothes?

Working with Kristine today was a breeze thou appointment slots were fully packed. At least i know she didnt talk bad bout me since its our 2nd time working together. :)
LadyBoss and her misson trip trap. Excited+++! I love immersing in another culture. Those, are the most memorable travel experiences.

Fuglies

Fuglies was birthed out of a movie, MeanGirls, we watched together back on 21st July 2004. In a nutshell,
1) it was HuiPing's birthday.
2) 6 of us decided to skip a lecture.
3) headed down to Bishan for lunch and a movie.
4) of all days, course manager chose to visit.
5) lecturer called and summoned us back to school.
6) panic striken we may be, we told her we're not going back.
7) and so. i shalln't go into the details of the movie that brought us together.
8) yes, we did get into some shit.

I tried looking for our Year1 grp photo on Friends+er but to no avail. I reckon everyone thinks everyone else is fugly dugly. Here's fuglies on graduation night.

Long overdue gelling session at TCC, Carmen's love joined us.

Happy 20th Birthday CadyBaby. And on her 19th..


Reporting strength: 5men present, 1down with headache. :(

Some of us were so horny we were teasing MrWaiter, subconsciously.

Over dinner, 1 pulled the trigger, i fired the shot, 2 smelt the smoke. (Insider's joke) Haha!

This CB friend of mine was sent and picked up by her LJ bf in a BMW.

Someone loves pink and was reprimanded. Serves her right!
The birthday-girl-to-be thought i looked damn fit and healthy now. What the hell, i've been binging since time began!

Firsts

My weekend of many firsts..

1) Night cycling@East Coast with Trayc, Liang and Situ. I love.. Cycling down the trail as the wind brushes gently across my face. Looking out for each other. Sitting under the velvet sky.

2) LAN gaming@I.R.C. Played Swat4. I killed my shi fu in the 2nd map. No it wasnt my trigger-happy index finger. It was the mouse running too near the cat keyboard. Controlling CivilServant was easy. Map reading was not. Didnt surprise me to know im the chiong kind while craven sleepingbeauty ran when she saw an assassin, took small steps down the hall-way and more funny antics which made that night so funny. I heart feeling of hide-and-shoot-their-head! Gets my adrenaline pumping!

3) Encounter with a two-headed snake at work. The reason i entered dental was partly due to the small community, and i thought there'd be less politics. But was proven wrong when she complained bout something so trivial, it should had been labelled insignificant. She was very helpful in every aspect (cept clearing the trash). Bet she didnt know she spoke so loudly i could hear her 2meters away. And that facial expression-fills me with much disgust. Apparantly, i've left things as it is, and this situation has not affected me one bit. Maybe it has, since i've decided to jot it down.
Anyhows, dental is so small, everyone's gossiping bout the bouts of everyone else. Its politics with icing on it.

Some ask, whats the difference between a muffin and a cupcake? A cup cake is the nicely dressed cousin of muffin. You get the analogy? Thats politics in the dental community for you. :)

4) Glimpse of hope as a denta1 hygienis+. I want to be a personal hygienist. I work only when my boss does. That sounds like a good idea. I dont mind night duties nor weekend!

5) Getting peeved with lil sis. My discontinued pair of 0akley shades, Fate, was found scattered on the floor, both legs detached. Her friends came over on Sun afternoon while i was at work. Im frustrated because 1) she left a jug of milo on the floor. 2) she said "sorry larh!" when i insisted either she or her friends broke my shades. Its been years since i lost my cool.

6) First year after breakup with CWS of a 4 good years.

7) A regular patient looked me in the eye during treatment and said they were brown. *Awww.

8) I thought bout getting married. But I decided to shelve that idea for now. Marriage preparations is exhausting business, and expensive. Moreover, i dont even have a partner, for Pete's sake.

Pardon my melancholic bout. It's likely the sense of emptiness (esp in this festive christmas!) that has set this tone.

Retail Therapy

They dont call it retail THERAPY for no apparant reason.
Nuff said by a happy girl, photos up soon!

Urm. Mango public sale. Started yesterday. It ripped me of $201 sgd. And im not quite done.

Clinic Transfer

PGPS and its disgusting chorus of pestiferous children who should cut me some slack.

Out of the many walk ins this holiday, i have to rant bout her incongrous behaviour.
8 Effective Actions To Piss Young Adults
1) Lets rule out the colour of her skin.
2) Came without calling to inform and insist to be seen right before my lunch time. Not that im lazy and am not willing to sacrifice my lunch (half)hour. Cant you see its human conditioning at work?
3) And so she waited, presented all sweaty and exhausted. That's D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G.
4) Then this obnoxious lil brat brought me so much fear when she came strutting (wobbly) in her inch high platforms. Her worst case scenario: Falling. My worst case scenario: Writing an incident report.
5) She insisted on extraction of her insignificantly mobile lower first molar. Then came my cursed blah blah blah bout waiting and the what nots.
So what's next?
6) "AUNTY, the cement is dropping. Can you change it for me?" Two wrongs. There's no AUNTY here. Secondly, her glass ionomer filling is intact.
The story doesnt end here.
7) "I want to do cleaning" Narrrrp. "I did it for you in late Oct!"
8) And the last straw that broke the camel's back? "AUNTY dentist, will klee-neek be closed this holiday? Can i come everyday?" Me: "Darling, you dont come everyday (just because you've got nothing to do). Neither do you walk in (insisting to be treated right away.)Call for an appointment before coming because the clinic might be closed. The number's in the school diary. You dont want to make a wasted trip, do you?"

With that, she let me off. **phew.

As much as i complain bout
1) the overall poor oral hygiene of the imps here,
2) the majority of children who love extractions,
3) the 99.99999% energy-sucking population who cannot wait for their turn,
4) the very cariogenic snacks sold at the canteen,
5) the handful of teachers who has clearly shown subpar support towards dental treatment,
6) the hi-bye and occassional chit chats with the canteen vendor and administrative aunties,

i am very displeased with the transfer of clinic and clinical supervisor because..
1) HIPS is located 'neither here nor there'. To a train-reliant me, this christian school seem to be god forsaken.
PGPS is a 12min walk to the NEL. HIPS is probably a 12min CYCLE to the NEL.
2) An increase in transport fare.
3) I might be put in charge of the clinic. This means doing lots of chapalang, such as ordering stocks, checking i-dont-know-what and i-really-have-no-idea-what-more.
4) I might die working with someone authoritative. These almost obsolete Div2dentists simply dont understand how youngsters function. Nor can we comprehend whats going through the mind of dinosaurs, can we?
5) Having to understand the culture of the school again.
6) It is a hassle getting to know the security guards, tuckshop vendors, school staff, students and parents all over again.

On a brighter note, MOng says the overall oral hygiene is quite good, and that she's been enjoying her stay over there. (:

I've learnt that being happy doesnt mean that everything is perfect. It means you've decided to look beyond imperfections and have learnt to embrace the now.
I've witnessed how people bend and change in the face of life's many situations. And am proud to say i came out strong.

Taxi Fare Hike, Again

The superlative increase in oil prices and C0mf0rtDelGr0's overhauled fare structure is driving me through a red haze of rage.

Here's a reason to sulk next Monday.

Slurrps From Far East

Friday night and supper time at Seng Kee Black Chicken Herbal Soup after a hearty confabulation with 6 others at HeartlandMall'sXinWangCafe-which has nothing to rave about cept its overly priced menu and mediocre service.

Located at the junction of Jln Masjid and Changi Rd (opp Shell petrol station) houses chinese, muslim and indian fuss-free restaurents with patrons dining alfresco in a closed section of the street.

The Good
1) Parking along Changi Road is free after 5pm from Mon to Sat and all day on Sun and public hols.
2) Opens from 5pm to 4am daily, great for owls like me! (Who turn panda the next day)
3) Fresh, soft, not overly cooked pig's kidney served with vermicelli(meesua) with aromatic herbal broth is to die for.
4) Relatively clean washroom with pang sai zua provided.
5) Prepacked longan drink gave me a sense of security cleanliness.
6) Spicy poison alert in a seemingly harmless saucer with chilli padi puddled in light soya sauce. **Hisss

Wake Me Up When December Ends

Dull, aching pain. My right knee hurts like hell. Sometimes, it feels like needles piercing from beneath. Panadol nor Ponstan dont help an inch. I teared once. Getting very sick nursing my ultra septic wound. Its really depressing looking at this cauliflower. ): I use cotton balls soaked with Chlorhexidine 5%, Potassium permanganate and Chlorhexidine 1% when the i ran out of both. Froban/Biotine application followed by Jelonet and Melonlin secured with transpore tape.

8th Dec 07

Yet nothing stops me from going to work, having fun and showing the narcissistic side evident in every female.

On a happier note, i present to you..
my 5th pair of comfort wear!

Every piece has a story!
1) Madrid english garden black. The virgin sandal.
2) Madrid virgin whisper white. A gift from Weixuan, weisheng's sister. Once bathed in blood A+.
3) Gizeh red. Christmas gift exchange from Marc. The longest standing dick date. Mesial part of metatarsal-phalangeal joint cockcorkbed has given way due to long hours of use shopping in Thailand.
4) Madrid navy blue. Just for work.

2007 birthday, christmas, valentine's, new year, deepavali, hari raya, vesak, national day (you get the drift?) gift for lil sister.

One side hidden in a lil corner of mum's messy bookshelf. To save mummy some grace, lets say the wind had her documents dishevelled.
Hmmm.. Her book shelf makes a good image for PhotoHunt.


Natural or permed? Cast your votes!

Calamity 2007

I was involved in a motorcycle accident on 28th Nov 07@3.05am, escaping with severe abrasions, no where near the gates of heaven hell nor my creator's lap.

How It Happened
We were making our way back from Yishun Dam, via Seletar-Jln Kayu route. The Honda Super4 completed a turn at the roundabout before skidding at an immediate right turn. (Picture a S course)

I felt the bike tilting lower.. and lower. Believe it or not, i knew what was happening. My knees clung on to the rider. He felt my palms against his back. Before we knew it, he was gliding on the road, chest down, with ME ON TOP.

I ph-reaked out
1) Never agreed to pillion in my entire 20 years, until 4wks back. This accident came way too soon.
2) He's a really safe rider. Plus im a kiasi co-pilot who always checks for traffic. Somewhat trained by Marc. Never thought i'd get into an accident.
3) With my white-washed face, I was walking in my seldom worn Madrid Virgin Whisper White soaked with blood.

The Good
1) Crash bar saved the engine and our lives.
2) No fractures nor head injury on either of us. He suffered minor abrasions on his right arm and knee. Injured area was so huge i thought it looked like barr kua(barbequed pork).
3) Not a thread came off his NZ All Blacks shirt.
4) He didnt 'throw' the bike, or i'd be an acrobat.
5) I landed on him.
6) Travelling at 40km/h, or it'd have been much worst.
7) A damn kiasu me asked for tantenous prophylaxis.
8) I've since given up the idea of learning how to ride.
9) 1 day MC frm the private clinic. And 2 more from my friend at T.P. polyclinic. Didnt work on Sunday too!
10) A petrol kiosk nearby spared us bandage.
11) I know how much my friends care for me. I feel like skipping around when they tell me how much their heart aches, how willing they'd be to pick me up even at unearthly hours. (:

The Bad
1) 2 cars stopped/slow down, looked and go. That's Singapore for you.
2) The road was filled with sand and rocks of 2.5cm in diameter. My right knee landed on one, causing a sunken wound.
3) 3 accidents amongst this group of friends. 27th, 28th and 30th.
4) Medical expenses incurred! Top that 160SGD spent with lots of pain, sleepless nights and inconvenience.

Learning Point
1) I'd put a well equiped first aid box in my future car.
2) No matter how safe the driver/rider is, accept the fact that sometimes, we're just plain suay.

Qualms

I sat. I wondered. And i dig into the past.
Then came an uneasy feeling, wondering what i did to myself.
There might be certain wrongdoings i wish i didnt make. But looking back, there's really nothing i can do cause i've drifted too far, fallen too deep. From everything i used to be, everything i used to have. Including some of the values i used to stand for, now labelled and altered to suit 'societal norms'.
Im not ashamed to say i've changed, alot. As much as im still the jovial person many know of, i guess life isnt always an uphill. I do have down days like this.
I know im much more mature than my peers, after going thru so many of life's events, that im so cautious of anything and everything. Having gone thru the furnest, i must admit im not refined. Im not a perfect person, yet i cant figure my high expectations for most things. I dont know why i love plans, so much so i wonder if i have a hint of autism running in my blood. I do not know why im slogging my life out- working 6 days a week. Money is a motivation factor, but it has taken colours out of many other days, when i recall 'ohh sunday still must work'. As much as Mum nags at me, she has been of great support in my work life-she has never failed to wash 2 suit dresses i wear on weekdays, and my dirty Sunday scrub.
I want the zest i used to have. I dont know where im heading now. And shamefully admit im a bummer living day by day, with a 2 year bond stuck to my ass, a worrysome one thanks to the volatile stock market. I do have ideal plans. And money determines it all. My plans are so vague i cant visualize myself there, just yet.
And sometimes i do miss having a boyfriend. Not that im deprived. (Nor lack suitors. For that matter. Haha!) But the things you can share with a boyfriend, a good girlfriend and a close sibling is, ironically, of stark contrast.
I know TheAbove still loves me, and i know how normal it is to be ashamed to face Him again. Yet im feeling everything i know of head knowledge. Im so stubborn i dont wanna make a u turn, yet.

But still, i wear a smile.
No matter where i go, whatever the weather, i bring my own sunshine-for others, at least.
Then again, why dont i come to my senses, tear down my fences and open the gate.
Ah! Do you know my favourite song right now? Desperado, esp. by EmiFujita!

Week 47-Part 2

Wednesday, 21 Nov
The 25 year old Musical Fountain I used to frequent as a child has given way to a 30million multi-sensory extravaganza at Siloso Beach just by the Sentosa Express Beach Station.

After dinner at SeahIm Food Centre, we took the Sentosa Bus from HarbourFront Interchange to the 3rd alighting point:Beach Station.
Alternatively, you can take the Sentosa Express from VivoCity and alight at Beach Station. An admission fee of 3sgd can be bought at ticketing booths located near the holding area.

The mesmerising 25mins show is presented in an open-air amphitheatre at 7.40pm and 8.40pm nightly all year round.
The show began with the live cast presenting old-time folk songs (Chan Ma Li Chan, Munnaeru Vaalibaa). They made good efforts in engaging the audience. You cant ask for more when creative choreography of colourful lights and lasers, computer imaging, water jets, flame bursts and fireworks all come together for 6sgd!

Thumbs up and highly recommended!

Kel, i apologise for the invation of our private space by showing our MSN conversation log. But to give am oomph to my already dead entry, here goes..

kel says:
NICE RIGHT
kel says:
ITS THE CHEAPEST THING IN SENTOSA.

uh.. The entire chunk i described is known as Songs Of The Sea.

Thursday, 22 Nov
Although nursing a cough, slight flu and fever, I went for a jog at Whampoa Park Connector. Oh! Top all that germy invation with a really sexy hoarse voice. Already gasping for breath, Marcus and Kel had to call while i was doing my 2nd round. Panting away, I had to force out the chirpiest im-not-fatigued tone.

Friday, 23 Nov
1 min to train arrival. I sprint to the gantry, only to be disappointed. I clean forgot that i left my EZ-link card in my run shorts. My 1st instinct was to phone mum, hoping to catch her in time to pass me a card. Her phat butter fingers fumbled and her annoyed daughter had to take fuzzy sounds and couple of beeps produced by accidental presses on the number pad.
The clinic is a <15mins walk from Hougang station. imsopoor I dont have a couple of pennies in my purse to bus down. HELLO?! I woke up exceptionally early to shavebathe!!!
To top off everything, i dont quite understand why the usual travel-light me had so many things on hand. A bag (not a wristlet for I'd be having a long day out-brought clothes), newspapers, lunch and a huge box of donuts i bought last night for the guard house.
Managing all these in a dress. fuckadoo.

I think life just had me slapped right in the face.

Never mind a fucked one hour morning, cause a misty morning doesnt signify a cloudy day.

Exasperated by the senseless events, im having a cuppa 25% less sugar CappaRoma low fat instant coffee.

Week 47-Part 1

Saturday, 17Nov
It was the usual Fri-Stay-Over-Sat-nuah session and Tracy could no longer tolerate a lil corner of my wardrobe room. While I exercise eye power, approve clothes to be dumped and stare into space, she was kept occupied clearing my closet, folding the entire pile of clothes before packing it into cupboard proper. *Yay! Skips around*
We had and milk too!

Sunday, 18 Nov
It was a straight 9.5 hours of work, non-stop. Totally petered out, I wasnt even able to finish catching LucyLiu Charlie'sAngels2 on 5!

Monday, 19 Nov
Awhile ago, I couldnt comprehend the craze over O.P.I. nail lacquer until an experience at the neighbourhood salon yesterday.
Damage on express pedicure: 15SGD, 78SGD for 6 sessions. Up next: Pedicure@30SGD. My oh my *Skips around in freshly painted nails*

Tuesday, 20 Nov
I might have been emiting bad vibes posting multiple shots. But who cares. Pictures clarify and enhance my underscored text. Photographs counteract my failing memory and brings special moments back. So here's what i did last night-5mins of cam whore.

I was rubbed the wrong way by M last night.
Its really irksome to receive dead ended messages, particularly those bursting with The Evil Trinity of Me Myself And I.
And so we talk bout communication. And we talk about communication break down too.
The ability to sustain a decent conversation, doesnt encompass fate, destiny and the like. It is a shared responsibilty, a conscious effort to engage, a deliberate effort in being mentally perceptive and receptive. Basically, an exchange of thoughts, information, etc.

I dont quite understand why humans get browbeaten by beings who "look better than us". I'd love to think that one should love and embrace ourselves. Unfortunately, culture and the media has influenced our perception of beauty.
Technology and its effects on my lovely orbits.


She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?