to joonz. Sometimes, life is hard. Sometimes, life is easy. Most of the time, you just have to go through with it. No matter what. *hugs note. Dear All, I have decided to take down the tagboard because this has deviated too much away from my original objectives of having a blog. A blog serves to me as just a tool for me to keep in touch with my friends, having updates on despite being separated by continents. In no way was it meant to be medium for heated discussions, (if you could call that one) nor is it a gossip column for pple to read. Thank you to the one/ones, whoever you are for your supportive comments. Do shed me some light on who you are. And to the one who started all these: please, clearly you have an issue on hand. Deal with it properly, as any adult would. I wish you all the best. Life as it is. Births and deaths are events that gradually creeps into your life and its a sign that you are growing older. People come and people go. The loss of someone important is no doubt going to impact you greatly, but more importantly, is how you deal with the loss. A recent family friend passed away suddenly. To me, he was just a familiar face. To my dad and mum, he was a close brother. When the news reached us that he was transferred to the CT-ICU, it all didn’t sound that bad. Until we saw him through the glass panels. It looked as if he had woken up, with his eyes fluttering, arms contracting and mouth reacting towards the ETT inserted. Little did his family know that it was just his body reacting towards the adrenaline that is keeping him going. His cardiac output was minimal, with bp gg at 40/36. He was hooked onto the life support, totally dependent a foreign machine to keep the circulation going. The kidneys had already shut down. The drs say that its viral myocarditis. Only 10% of his myocardium was functioning. His family say to keep him going until his younger son who was studying abroad, touch down at 10pm the day after. Friends and family stayed vigil outside the ICU, praying for through the night. His liver started to shut down at 2pm the following day. His heart stopped at 1155pm, 1 hour after his son reached the hospital. Mum, Dad and their whole group of friends made sure they were around for the family as and when they can. They gave brave smiles, pats and hugs of support, made necessary arrangements for the family and even managed a small memorial ceremony at the wake for their friend. It was probably only at night, at home where they wept silently in grief, for the loss of a close friend. My parents never fail to amaze me at times. you know? you know? its the phrase that is most irritating, yet sums up everything that you need to say. hahah.. you know how it is? to not feel lonely, but alone? so as a effort to make myself more positive, i’m listing down the pple who matters to me “manymany”, in Binglish. Random pple in no particular order of importance (not that you guys are not, but stop being the super sensitive nu ren lah!) 1. Secondary sch prata gang Jingfang, Meiqi, Peixuan, Meiyee, Pete, Mingyao, Baolai, Yougang etc. if i missed your name, it means you have to start joining us for more prata sessions. hiakhiak. 2. JC gang Daph, Chin, Yup, Wong, Carys, Ian, Isaac, Fidel the wonderful pple who are scattered all over the world. Come back soon! 3. Work Ber, Lareina, Jingxue, Shuhui, Candice, Mic, Yasin, Diyana, Teddy, Joe, Poresee, TanAiswee Work is only enjoyable with u guys ard. 4. School/SSR/Other random events Bao, Miao, Meiching, Ongchiew, Marvin, ChinTeck, Farhana, Jac, Ah Lian, Jelvin, KoonWai, Josh, Keyiwen Suddenly, life isn’t so bad. Thanks for being part of my life, pple. Protected: This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below: Password: its the hormones. or so they say. depressed. thats all. 1. underperforming at work. 2. some pple are leaving the hosp. 3. wanting to do something but I know I can’t. End of story. Its a new week ahead~ =| an end to the Raping post. OKAY naggy pple. Before you all think my pants are persistently being raped by that stewpit dog, here’s the first wave of photos for the past dunno how many weeks. old already, need time to upload photos also ok. House@Dempsey - Camp Our reg Pore See glowing in the photo with a flower blooming out of his ear cos he passed his exams. Even his feet smell more power. Proper photos. Remains of the cheese platter and wine. Compare your friends! Who is the pretty face?         VS            Baoqing chiobu with                       Mr Tan Ai Swee with flower in the head, advertisement smile                            not to be outdone by Poresee My Latest Addiction. Blokus. First introduced to me by my besties of sec school, maggie and jf. Interest fanned by Ah ber, Tmeng and Poresee. Definitely Poresee who hates it to the core. Anyone wants to play?! I have it!! Let me know if you want to play~ If not, I’ll force you to anyways. Hiak hiak. the feeling of being raped To cut the long story short, a couple of us ended up at a friend’s place at night, when his dog, whom he left shut in at home for the whole day started bounding towards us at the speed of lightning. after a bit of sniffing and jumping around,  he tried to jump onto everyone. i was seated holding my knees on the floor when he managed to burrow his head in between my arm and knees and started to nibble on my arm. I pushed him away and continued to watch the tv. But, that stupid dog (I must say out front that I am a dog-lover) started to jump infront of me with his paws on my knees, trying to burrow his head in between them. That was when he started his dry humping. With the leg of my pants. Stupid dog. Now i’m scarred for life. Back! For the first time in the 3/4 yr of working life, i spent 2 wks away from work. Took a wonderful break beyond the shores of Sillypore, and returned feeling more wrecked up cos of the bootifully screwed up bio clock, and slight withdrawal symptoms from the totally “no fighting” atmosphere you get when you’re just not standing on our island. feeling estranged somewhat. a bit worried abt starting work tmr cos i’ve been totally awake for the past 2 nights. falling aslp at 8am and waking up at 3pm. definitely not gg to do gd for me tmr. I’m not gg to hope for the tough cases to not come tmr bcos everytime i do that, its like i’m doomed for toxicity to happen. so, well, let your horse come, as what many would say. 2 more wks before i break free from the shift work scheduling. not forever, but till the end of may at least. i think i might welcome this office hours thingy. at least sat nights out will definitely be happening. hahaha p.s if anyone do see the dvd or vcd or ost of p.s. I love you anywhere, pls let me know. and if i havn’t pyscho-ed you into watching tat show, Watch it NOW. Its like the best girlie show ever. moving plot, great music, hot irish guys. the essentials of a best chick flick. wish me luck for work tmr~ =D and anyone interested in doing NLP course? lemme know~ details of travel in time to come, when i get my hands on the peektures. the wonderful world of xrays I just couldn’t help it. Its an occupational thing. hah. All peektures here are just a couple from the whole group that were taken from Time Magazine website, which i thought was more interesting.  Click here to see the whole lot. Made for Walking This image illustrates how a woman’s shoe (left) contorts the bones of the foot and ankle and throws the weight onto the big toe joint, while a man’s boot leaves the foot in a natural position. The cause for the increase in Weightbearing AP Bilateral Foot xrays - stilletto heels for females, our familiar friend, the hallus valgus. what to do, need to be pretty. ai mei bu yao ming. Take Flight A Boeing 777 jet is serviced in a hangar at Logan Airport, Boston. Over 500 separate x-rays were scanned and re-assembled to make the complete image. woah, how’s this for a long film. you can even see this chaokeng staff, most probably the pilot, reading the papers on the cockpit? Out of the Game This football player, complete with protection, is about to receive treatment on the physiotherapist’s bench. This peekture is in, solely because of personal interest. hahah Office Life Over 100 separate x-rays make up this picture. Don’t miss the guy on the bottom floor tackling a broken photocopier. The photographer should have done one for the hospital. You never know what you’ll see happening in the oncall rooms of the drs. teeheehee. ok eos. i work with sick sick pple yes, i am working with patients in the hospital. but by the title i meant my fellow *ahem quite perverted *ahem colleagues. all over a tube of chocolates that i offered them. first of all, i offered them to joe, which he received with raised eyebrows, but didnt say anything. and teddy, and khoo, and our phototechs. then, i passed it on to michael. who burst out laughing when he saw it. “what?” i said. “er, don’t you think it looks like something?” “like what?” “something very functional for females?” proceeds to snigger somemore. “someone from australia huh, so happening. dunno what you do over there,” he went on, shaking his head. Men. are. just. so. …………….. Michael then asked me to offer it to Prof, which i refused. i mean, how to offer after your chocolates were associated with functional products. *snorts. he then grabbed the chocolates and asked prof whether he would like some. “Prof, does this remind you of something else?” Michael said. Prof gave a puzzled smile. “you are seriously a pervert, michael.” I couldn’t help it. and prof burst out laughing and directed THAT look at me. “eh, not my fault hor. u’re the one who brought it here.” “what the.” and i grabbed the tub-ish thingy and went out of the room. after that, Prof came over to the printer at the counter to collect some papers. and he gave me That look again, ” now everytime i see you, i get reminded of that.” “ERASE from your memory, everything that happened 20min ago!!!” i screamed. and he walked away back to the MRI room laughing. Oh man. this is not good. machu picchu - the city among the clouds Machu Picchu- the lost city of Incas The mysterious Inca citadel hidden deep in the green Urubamba Valley’s jungle, high on a mountain top is the most well-preserved city of the Great Inca Empire. the Peekture speaks for itself. proposed date: jan/feb 2009 estimated cost: 5-6 K sgd plans for next 1 year: strike lottery. accepting all donations. *looks at the peekture. PRETTY UNTIL CANNOT TAKE IT. ahhh.. cannot take it. of cocktail glasses and precious china On a super last minute notice, I was dragged to attend some formal dinner thingy at Legends with Marvin for SSR because Hweetiang is down with pneumonia, leaving her out of action for a couple of weeks. so untimely, when we have loads of work to clear for SSR. on the car ride to legends, marvin and i were clueless as to what we were heading for. It was quite nerve-wrecking seeing that we had no idea wat the dinner was about, what time it will end, or what kind of crowd we were expecting. According to mic, we had to be there, and just mingle at the cocktail reception before the dinner. Just the thing i always try to avoid becos i’m just not a conversation carrier and mingling has never been something i enjoyed particularly.  furthermore, i had to make do with just 3 hrs of slp post-night shift and  had to come in late for today’s night shift. the crowd that was there turned out to be either the presidents of other societies, the chairpersons or the managers etc. while us 2 small fries stood there, trying to fit in, not to screw things up too badly. we probably brought the average age of the participants down by 10-20 years. but, the bigshots were surprisingly amiable, and quite polite to the both of us, which i was very much thankful for. no wonder they can make it to where they are now… even though it was a stressful event, there were a couple of people that made the atmosphere of the whole event really hearty and light. it was a joy listening to stories about the things they did when they were young, and they once again prove that dedication and passion can really bring you further than your peers. even though it was slightly out of my comfort zone, i was still glad that we went for the event because i kind of feel inspired in a certain sense. =) but the sense of relief was still over-whelming, when we got into marvin’s car. we sat for a second in silence and turned to each other and said at the same time. “We survived!” *inserts horrendous laughter, before driving off to start my night shift. my materialistic little wish tentatively top on my dun-really-need-but-so-tempted-to-get list. PS2 with eyetoy. the first time i got to know about eyetoy was in sydney, from isabelle’s fren. the game was totally cock, cos the people playing it look ridiculously stewpit. but its a hell lot of fun when u have a whole bunch of people over. who cares whether u look like an idiot. hahaha dear santa claus, i have been a good girl (i hope) this year. pls grant me my wish of a PS3 with eyetoy. please.. *pouts. marshmallows and candy canes, doodlier a little bus adventure After the draggy 11 hrs of work last night, i headed home on my usual bus routine. Dragged myself onto the non-aircon double-decked 93, which was nice, cos its always nice to rock down the whole macritchie stretch on the second deck with the cool foresty smell from the whole lot of vegetation over there. I would then, jump off at the macritchie double bus-stop area, if i’m still awake by then, to catch another bus tat would tk me to my doorstep. almost missing the second bus, i tore up and muttered a grunt of thks to the nice bus driver who waited for me. even though i didnt think he had much of a choice seeing i was right infront of the bus. he would have to run me over to get past me. hah. just10seconds into the bus ride, the bus took a right turn towards the toapayoh area, sending the busload of pple in a frenzy. I opened my eyes and saw the oldies in the bus all discussing loudly about something in all sorts of dialects. Then, i tot “shyt, i musthave been damn tired to board the wrong bus. just my luck.” But then, i realised that the bus driver looked very lost. and this auntie in red permed hair started to exclaim in hokkien, ” oi, li kia salah lor lah” looking very irritated cos she was standing at the door waiting to get off the next planned stop. hiding the urge to burst out laughing i walked to the front and directed him to turn left into bishan before the bus goes any further down to hit the CTE, and we’ll really be gg for a ride around sillypore. he did a hasty lane change and filtered to the road that crosses before Raffles Institute, while explaining that it was only his first time on the road for this service, having seen only the route twice. he was quite apologetic as i directed him back towards the correct route, but however insisted on sending the spunky-looking auntie back to the intended stop. we got back to the route where he could have jolly-well dropped the aunty 1 stop away from her original stop but he insisted on gg back to macritchie. so he took a left turn at the firestation and planned to do a u-turn to get back onto the original route. all these, despite me telling him that it would be difficult for him to do a u-turn at macritchie, since his bus was long. “Cannot lah, its my fault, ” he said. We were trying to figure out a better way for him when a voice from behind said. ” Nair mind, nair mind, just let me off here.” He opened the exit and dropped the already-squirming-in-her-hot-pants aunty at the stop opposite her destination.  he then turned and apologised to her before she jumped off the bus. “Luckily she never scold me hor,” he said, with a guilty smile. hahaha, so cute. we then, took anothter left turn back onto our roundabout route to bishan, crossing RI den beside RJC, and turning right onto marymount road. With the bus continuing  its way back to yishun, with a load of amused oldies, who were surprisingly cooperative, and a fried bus gprs thingy tat they used to record the mileage for the bus fares. what impressed me was the bus driver’s sense of responsibility to bring all his passengers to their intended stop despite what had happened. Kind of reminded of this delivery commercial where the delivery man had to walk across water to bring the parcel to his client. If i were him, i would have just dropped the auntie off 1 stop away from her original stop to save the trouble of making 2 rounds about RI and RJ.  Guess i’m not cut out for the service industry. heh. oh well, it was a nice little adventure before reaching home for my deep deep snooze. but honestly, i’ve always wished that i could kick a bus driver away from his seat and tk the bus on a roundabout trip through the whole sillypore. i guess this isn’t too bad. hahah. half a dream realised. be happy. Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me? while things are gonna happen naturally Oh, taking your advice I’m looking on the bright side And balancing the whole thing. Oh, but at often times those words get tangled up in lines And the bright light turns to night Oh, until the dawn it brings Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me Cause you and I both loved What you and I spoke of And others only read of Others only dream of, of the love Of the love that I loved See I’m all about them words Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words; Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words. More words than I had ever heard, and I feel so alive. Oh,then you and I, you and I Not so little you and I anymore And with this silence brings a moral story More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy Cause you and I both loved What you and I spoke of (of, of) And others just read of And if you could see me now Well, then I’m almost finally out of I’m finally out of I’m finally deedeedeedeedeedee Well I’m almost finally, finally Well I am free Oh, I’m free And it’s okay if you had to go away Oh, just remember the telephones well, they work in both ways But if I never ever hear it ring If nothing else I’ll think the bells inside Have finally found you someone else and that’s okay Cause I’ll remember everything you sang Cause you and I both loved What you and I spoke of (of, of) And others just read of and if you could see me now Well, then I’m almost finally out of I’m finally out of I’m finally deedeedeedeedeede Well I’m almost finally, finally Out of words (more…) movie marathon just went on a movie marathon this wkend, all in preparation for the no life wk ahead. The leap years was one of the movies i caught, because the piano piece on the trailer was so moving that i couldnt help it. and surprise surprise, they had scenes that was taken at AH. heh. sometimes, you just need that usual dose of fairytale stories to make the world more beautiful. or maybe just a phonecall or a note. =) Protected: lost. in. translation. This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below: Password: Protected: preppy colours This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below: Password: work = ? tired. sick. pain. stress. sian. unexplainable motivation towards becoming a taitai. the depressing quarter of the year. yes, its the depressing quarter of the year. the first wave comes during christmas season. the second during new year countdown. and the third during chinese new yr or valentine’s day whichever you choose to affect u more. its depressing becos u’ve prolly had the best fun u’ve ever had during the same period last yr. i miss australia suddenly. in australia, where u’ll always find the time and the great company to party the nights away, where alcohol is cheaper than water, where there’s great music, where everyone is just there to have a good time. and when u’re thrown into the working field, there’s this voice within u, saying that u shouldn’t let anything affect ur work performance. there’s this certain urgency to grow up, which i just can’t keep up with. many a times i find myself humming the tune of corrinnemay’s superhero girl at work. like what the lyrics say, i feel like a little girl, trying to conquer the whole wide world. its like i’m being forced to grow up, to give up on having fun. and just when i thought i was really settling into the monotonous working lifestyle, a night out with the aussie peeps that was “hideously toned down, compared to what we had in australia”, made me realise what i was missing, and makes it even harder for me to bend towards the mundanes of corporate slavery. to strike a balance between work and play is what everybody says. but i’m standing one foot on the work side with my hands and other foot clinging onto the other. feeling oh-so-old. life’s been mundane. nth much to update except for the many ppl who are leaving spore. baolai, who is leaving for denmark for exchange. ian, who is leaving for southhampton for exchange too. daph, who is returning to adelaide to her mouldy dusty house. (more…) favourite things III Combat skirmish is one of the activities thabecause in there, are really nice and fun loving pple who are always out to have fun whether during work or play. its always nice to feel welcomed into a team, although i only see them once a few months. over this weekend, we had our first combat skirmish ops league. Nothing too big, but everything went smoothly enough, apart from the down pour we had before the finals. We even had the zorb ball around, so all of us had a go inside it. cool stuff. you can do it with straps or without. after everything we packed up all the muddy equipment and headed back to the hotel suite to wash up before jumping over to No. 3 crab house for dinner. super hao liaoz the whole dinner. the crab curry. *drools by then all of us were pretty zombiefied. went back to the hotel for our xmas gift exchange and a debrief and feedback session and half of them decided to push onto Phuture still cos hafez was spinning there and he put us on the invitation list. was too shagged so the other half of us decided to just hole up in the hotel room, talking cock over drinks. Sheridan’s is this coffee flavoured liquor that taste just like those chocolates that have alcohol in them. its so on my to buy list the next time i fly. when all of us finally woke up on sunday, it was already 10 and we had to rush to return some equipment to store. after some hard labour, had lunch at Ms Clarity Cafe and they dropped me home while some of them still had to go back to Josh’s to repair some guns. it was a gd wkend. tired, bloated but satisfied. =] favourite things II To have our 4/4 casuarina prata outing. Its always good to see all the guys again, even though we always end up talking about nothing but useless cock, this useless cock always leaves me feeling good aftertat. =] thanks guys for the peewee, and the girlies for the lovely Corrinne May cd and other stuff that I wanted. hahaha.. jingfang complained that i was using them to do my groceries, rather than a proper gift. To have a drink at Brewerkz or Iguana’s with the radio peeps and irritating some poor soul who was doing night shift and thus couldnt join us, mms-ing him loads of photos of us toasting and pigging out on great food. Niahahaha. They better dun do this to me when I’m on night shift. Peewee abducting smery. I GOT MY LEAVE ON APRIL 2104!! Credits to ah ber who so generously passed it to me even though she got it on the ballot. Philippines~ woohoo hope everything goes smoothly. 221207 Skirmish Ops. Hope everything goes well too. Can’t wait. my favourite things… Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These are a few of my favorite things Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings These are a few of my favorite things Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes Silver white winters that melt into springs These are a few of my favorite things When the dog bites When the bee stings When I’m feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things And then I don’t feel so bad (more…) graduation in the “harry potter hall” Finally, the day of graduation arrives, 3 mths after I started work. It all feels kind of strange really. there wasn’t a tinge of ecstasy, like how you see graduates throwing their caps into the air, with jubilant smiles and stupid photos of them picking up their hats after that cos no one can ever catch it on its way down. But it was still a nice feeling, having the butterflies in your stomach before walking up that stage, tking that handshake from the Chancellor, and then wobbling down the stage again with the certificate. The pretty hall and quadrangle was a huge incentive, with the painted glass and huge pipe organ behind. Somebody once told me that the Great Hall that we see in Harry potter movies were modeled after our Great Hall. But i told i read somewhere that it was modeled after christchurch college in oxford.  But it was close enough. heh. We even had live organ music during the ceremony. The feeling was quite surreal really.  Too bad there weren’t floating candles in the ceiling or white owls flying around =] I’m  really glad that I went back for the ceremony,  becos sydney was the place where I spent a year  studying in, a place where new friendships were forged, a place which also made me understand that life isn’t all that its made out to be too. =] (more…) dinner and dance 07 Our Dept decided to go as charactors from Journey to the West. And of course we still have other cool charactors like e.g. my personal favourite Edward Scissorhands, Ali Baba, Princess Fiona, Viking, Jason, Captain Jack Sparrow.. And yea, we bagged quite a number of prizes that night. Though it came at a price of some serious embarrassment. Edward Scissorhands - Second runnerup Best Hero Viking - Second runnerup Best Villian Captain Jack Sparrow - First runnerup Best Villian Tang San Zang & Piggy - Best Dressed Couple I tot we would get the best table since all of us where in the same theme but oh well, another table had peter pan and the fairies, so they won la.. my disciples - Monkey king and Sandy Spirits and Demons Zhi Zhu Jing (Spider Spirit) the spider nice hor, i draw one leh.. hahah ignore the fat right arm la.. Bai Gu Jing (Bone Spirit) with Captain Jack Sparrow fixing her hair Tie Shan Gong Zhu (Banana Fan Princess) hahah, dunno how to translate Chang E and Hong Hai Er (Moon Goddess and Red Boy, son of Tie Shan Gong Zhu) Indian Princess Ali Baba and 40 thieves, only got 2 la.. if not we would have taken up the whole ball room Princess Fiona and Viking Japanese Warlord with Beeootiful sidekick (dunno who) ZhapPaLang Dr yep, it was a happy night. =] (more…) trying to be happening under dunno wat circumstances, suddenly i became the activity-ic in the dept. sho recently, we have been busy trying to get the AH “night rollerbrading crub” started. Our current strength is 3, but we’re slowly trying to get more pple to join us. and hopefully, we’ll go international with our frenchie dr laporte joining us. hahah. and also we aim to really blade the next outing rather than blading from fort road to bedok jetty, talk cock for 1 hr and blade back to macdonalds, talk cock another hr, drive to fong seng, eat prata and talk somemore cock for another hour, drive to jurong hill, and talk cock somemore. we’re really doing more mouth exercise than anything else. And ever since Alex’s farewell, mind cafe is proving to be hit with the dept. so more mind cafe outings in future. but the recent outing proves that gaming till late night lowers efficiency the following day by 50%. Not good at all. the long awaited D&D is this friday!! we picked out our costumes finally, after so many days of discussion and wrecking our brains. heehee. can’t wait to see everyone in their costumes. we’re gg as characters from journey to the west. i think we’re gg to be HIT! ahhahaha photos will be hilarious. till then~ a new record i just set a new personal record for being on call for 10 hrs. normal working hours from 9-5pm, theatre called to stay for a case which lasted till 9pm. got home, ate, bathed, sat down and got another call at 11pm. Reached hospital at 1145pm, waited for the case till 2am, finished at 330am. Continued on with another case till 530am. Reached home to see the day breaking. slept for 4hrs, went back to work from 2-9pm. this is the life story of a radiographer. on a happier note, bumped into Ah lian at work. She’s on attachment apparently. That girl still looks at hot as ever, hopefully she wont cause too many of her patients to nose bleed to death. hahah.. on a sleepless night. Spent a day at work, with a dripping nose and a freaking headache. Changed like half a dozen mask cos it kept getting wet from the disgusting fluids that just kept coming out. And being the paranoid person that I am, I recall the portable case one week ago where I managed stupidly to get some fluid splurting onto my face when the nurse detached the ETT  accidentally from a pneumonia patient in ICU when we were positioning for a CXR. or maybe its just the usual sinusitis/allergy problem. heh. now, im awake in the middle of the night, with a freaking headache with nothing to do except dishing out complaints here. Paracetamol, work your magic! (more…)