Its been a long while.
Yep, its been a long while.
After all big wedding business, settling down living with the in-laws, here I am again.
Its a whole new experience, staying with the in-laws. Its never the same as my old place, with my mum and dad. But, like they all say, home is where the heart is.
And its right here, with my hubby. =)
Things have been quite messy at work with the plans of shifting coming in June. The renewal of shift rosters, new colleagues, new but not moving over with us colleagues from JGH etc.
And I’ve also decided to apply for further studies. Its something which I have been thinking for for a while now. But severely lacking in financial support, particularly after the wedding as well as the coming new home.
What made me changed my usual way of doing things, which is to be fully prepared with funds before embarking on any thing major in life, can be attributed to a few people.
Of course, one of which is Marvin. His “don’t ask why, just do it” mentality may be rash at times, but it does make sense sometimes.
He often says, “how often do people speak of great plans, but never ever get down to doing it?” And most of the time, the more you ponder over something, the more deterrents you get.
Which is something that is extremely true for me. I think too much and chicken out at the end.
However, the person who showed me that all this is possible is none other than AFGA. The treasurer of SSR who is now pursuing her PhD. She had no funds, just a very clear picture of what she wants.
She went through her masters, despite of the lack of funds, despite of the lack of time, despite of having the sacrifice family time. And she made it happen all in the end.
She spent years working and studying, waking up and arriving at work before the sun rises, and staying back in NUS, doing her assignments, taking her exams, going back home after the sun sets. All these while handling audits at work, rostering and other responsibilities, as well as accounts of SSR. She just a amazing person, whose drive and focus can’t be found anywhere else.
I’m not certain if I can be like her. But she showed me and there is really no such thing as impossible.
Thank you AFGA. I will miss having you around during meetings and stuff. But i just needed you to know that you have touched at least one person in your life and that is me.
Never give up that spirit woman!
Fortunes
I “heart” fortune cookies.
Yes
For those of you who haven’t heard.
Yes, I’m getting married.
To him.
He’s a cock.
But I love you baby. =)
Sun, 12 Jul 2009 16:24:23 +0000
Words always fail me when I need to write something.
Recently I find myself rethinking through the same questions.
“What am I working for? Why is it that I no longer feel the same about the job as I felt before?”
The feeling is inadequate, yet I’m feeling torn between the urgency to upgrade my skills/knowledge, and whether or not am I cut out for this.
It seems that I entered this line with everything, happy that I’m doing something that I like.
But that feelings’ lost along the way.
Sometimes I cant wait to get off work, sometimes I feel guilty of leaving when I could have stayed/put in more effort.
Its really frustrating at times.
Its that same sense of loss. Maybe its just the usual dwelling and burrowing into your emotions even further.
Like what someone has said, “Since you’re here, just do what you have to to the best you can.”
Yea, i think that’s good advice. =)
the good ol’ question
Just the other day, a friend of mine asked.
” How do you that he’s the one?”
Most of people will just answer, “oh, the feeling’s right i guess. And the timing’s right to get married.”
Caught slightly off-guard by her question, I blabbered. Mostly nonsense, but i guess there are some points to it.
“Despite being together for a short time, some will put it as “shotgun”. And NO, I’m not pregnant. But I guess you do sort of know.
Its not about how good his personality is, how much he earns, how learned he is.
Its not about doing the craziest things together, spending every moment with your heart thumping, palms sweating.
If you can find joy doing the most simple things together with that person, yet being totally as ease, what else can you ask for?
Even a spending a lazy sunday morning together, drinking coffee having breakfast, then spreading yourselves out on the floor reading newspapers can be fun.
You know he’s the one when you don’t feel that you need to entertain him just by doing outrageous things. Even though that serves up as nice surprises sometimes. =)
To put flatly, if you can fart, dig your nose, *insert other disgusting hygiene habits* without hesistation in front of this other person, he’s the one. HAHAHA
At the end of the day, what i’m trying to say, is that if you 2 are able to enjoy each other’s company despite the most boring shite ever, or doing the most mind boggling job/assignment/event ever, or even something both of you hate most. You’ve basically tested the lowest bottom limit.
Yep, that’s my answer. =)
Daphne’s answer was somewhat along the lines of
” if you guys can plan and travel together without going at each others’ throat. You’re made for each other. LOL”
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Growing
Suddenly, i’m doing things that i see my mum doing. And realise, hey, maybe there is meaning to all these afterall.
A bad sign of auntism.
and i’m waiting in the MRI room again for the OT case to start. =_=
*yawns
maybe. just maybe.
Maybe,
just maybe.
That my little sista has grown.
From that raw little seed, to a bud that is emerging, showing off that peek of the first blush, to blossom in full glory in time that is soon to come.
You are beautiful and amazing in so many ways. Remember that girl.
=)
for the Sista, my little sister always.
Hang on Little Tomato by Pink Martini
The sun has left and forgotten me
It’s dark, I cannot see
Why does this rain pour down
I’m gonna drown
In a sea
Of deep confusion
Somebody told me, I don’t know who
Whenever you are sad and blue
And you’re feelin’ all alone and left behind
Just take a look inside and you will find
You gotta hold on, hold on through the night
Hang on, things will be all right
Even when it’s dark
And not a bit of sparkling
Sing-song sunshine from above
Spreading rays of sunny love
Just hang on, hang on to the vine
Stay on, soon you’ll be divine
If you start to cry, look up to the sky
Something’s coming up ahead
To turn your tears to dew instead
And so I hold on to his advice
When change is hard and not so nice
You listen to your heart the whole night through
Your sunny someday will come one day soon to you
Congratulations~
Cant believe that Jf’s big day is over, just like that.
all the planning, hideous running about the places to look for materials, emotional rollercoaster rides, fighting the mozzies at MOG….. i will have to say that its all worth it to see the place done up so beautifully on that day.
The sun was particularly good, the mozzies were particularly active, the birds were particularly having good bowels (but the MOG pple took care of that), the helpers were particularly efficient, the guests were particularly early, the JP was particularly funny, the flower boy and girl are particularly cute, the bride was particularly beautiful and the groom was particularly sweet.
It was all a particularly, exquisitely beautiful wedding.
Its just no wonder why people tear at weddings.
Its really a totally different feeling seeing someone who matters to you, has found happiness with another someone, who feels the same way too.
Congrats Jf and Vitor!
I’m sure it’s a day that both of you will remember for life.
a post dedicated to Bao
Here darling,
don’t be jealous. Here’s a post dedicated to you. Hahaha…
Thanks for :-
1. Being such a good study companion throughout NYP days, you’ve always been selfless when it comes to teaching and clearing my doubts on anything that i’m unsure of.
2. Being a funky roomie and housemate, the cooking and bbqs were always fun with you ard.
3. Being your usual clumsy self, always never failing to drop a fishball or spill your coffee or beer just by doing nothing.
4. Being the gossip monger, feeding me with all the latest happenings around.
5. Being my ulu-movies movie buddie, no one ever wants to watch those foreign films with me, but u will.
6. Being there beside me when I got wasted. And the first person i see when i wake up.
7. Being there when I’m weak inside and giving me all the support that I will need even though you still cant accept certain things.
8. Just always being there for me.
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oktober 08
Its october before we knew it.
And, not long after will be november! the month when one of my best friends will be getting married! so we’re in the process of generating some ideas for her ROM that is gg to be held at Orchid Mandai Garden. Its a lovely little cosy place, and i do like doing such things cos its all so fun thinking about the little things that can make this event so special and unique for the 2 of them, Christine and Vitor.
And me, being the usual lazy me will just post the link of the blog of what ideas Christine has had so far! Her invitation cards are so darn cute. Check out the link.
Christine & Vitor’s Wedding Blog
if you’re kaypoh enough, go back a couple months’ worth of entries to check out the proposal video which moved Jf aka Christine to tears.
I’m so happy for you babe. =)
Public holiday~
Yeay its a public holiday! Sleep sleep sleep. Oink.
Seems like its been forever since the last one.
Have been feeling rather below the weather lately, not much energy. There are just so many things i want to do, but i’m either short on the time, or on the energy.
And i’m having problems with the Pear Again. *wails
Maybe its time to prioritise.
Happy Hari Raya everyone!
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a torrent of events
The last weekend was too much to handle. An ending, a cliff-hanger, and a beginning.
The 23rd SMRC is officially over. We didn’t kill anyone, which was good. I guess that’s the most impt issue.
Thanks Uncle Edmund for the Haigh’s chocolates!
To Jf: Keep on talking to us girl. Pls don’t keep everything to yourself k? You’ll pull through, together with everyone beside you.
To Ongchiew and bao: Thanks girls. For just being with me.
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.
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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