Comment on Application for boyfriend by Vandalin i’m out. got a tattoo. And i’m poor. Comment on Application for boyfriend by ladyironchef LOL! first time seeing such applications. hahaha Comment on The journey so far… (Days 10 to 12) by Princessa @ Sabrina.SG xoxo Nadnut - I feel so much better now…. … Comment on Application for boyfriend by Jason Ho aye..guess I am out already..hehe.. my gf is sure gonna kick my hiney when she sees this..keke.. Comment on Application for boyfriend by precious Bravo. The older I am, the more I’m beginning to believe in arranged marriages. I’ve heard so many brave men lament that they are not up to the women’s league. And so many beautiful women lament that the men are not going for them… Comment on Application for boyfriend by Also Boy Boy Errr… got photo or not? I feel horny now. Comment on Application for boyfriend by Boy Boy Good luck Here some help : http://match.com Comment on Happy Mother’s Day! by Tianhong haha quite true. when u see her next time then give back to her los. like the usual saying everyday is a mother day. err or is it a vday? Happy Mother’s Day! Hmm… hadn’t seen my mum for many many months. I sometimes wonder how she’s doing. Unlike Ridz, I don’t even have a picture of my mum here. Oh well, I hope she’s doing well. And oh, I’d also like to shout out to all mums out there and myself a Happy Mother’s Day! Remember to treasure them when they are around, cos’ I’m quite sure you wrecked havoc in her tummy when you were inside, you noti little pest! =P Happy Mother’s Day! Hmm… hadn’t seen my mum for many many months. I sometimes wonder how she’s doing. Unlike Ridz, I don’t even have a picture of my mum here. Oh well, I hope she’s doing well. And oh, I’d also like to shout out to all mums out there and myself a Happy Mother’s Day! Remember to treasure them when they are around, cos’ I’m quite sure you wrecked havoc in her tummy when you were inside, you noti little pest! =P Comment on Life being mute… by Jessi I know exactly how you feel. I have a social anxiety problem where I sometimes just “cant talk” It’s so agrivating Comment on Recovering from food poisoning by precious “The doctor wanted to confirm that it’s not appendicitis and gave me a Maxolon jab.” WHATTTTTTT?! If every time I get food poisoning my doctor jabs me for suspected appendicitis, I will jab the doctor with Maxolon myself. Comment on Frustrations of being mute… by precious “This, too, shall pass.” - the butler in My Best Friend’s Wedding. *hugs* Jean Comment on Oh? I got molested? by precious Ahahhaaa Vandalin got so old meh? Anyway, once upon a time, when I was just as young as I am now, I got off my seat just when the bus driver stepped on the breakpad. I lost my footing and placed my hand against this guy’s lap! I hope he’s recovered by now. All the best, Jean. Comment on It’s going to be Friday night… Does anyone want to date me? by precious Can I guess who is the date? Can I? Can I? *jump-up-n-down* Comment on A medical certificate… by Vandalin Bring it forward so you’re not around to be a target for arrows. THEN you can get your work done. geddit? A medical certificate… … helps you bring forward your weekend so that you can spend the real weekend working. Discuss. Heh heh… guess how I derived that? =) Makes a good GP question, me thinks. A medical certificate… … helps you bring forward your weekend so that you can spend the real weekend working. Discuss. Heh heh… guess how I derived that? =) Makes a good GP question, me thinks. Comment on Recovering from food poisoning by DK Speedy recovery! Comment on Recovering from food poisoning by Miccheng Thank God you made it through that ordeal with the clinics. Must’ve been such a chore telling the taxi driver & doctor all your conditions w/o being able to speak. Do take care. Comment on Recovering from food poisoning by Jester hope you recover soon, I guess the jab didn’t really help huh? Recovering from food poisoning I was down with food poisoning since Monday. Could have been due to anything - the roti prata or watermelon I ate at some coffee shop in a condo in Clementi, the ice-blended fruit punch I drank at Marina Square Starbucks, the Japanese curry noodles I had at B1 of Suntec or even from the peanuts and Shirley Temple I had at Brewerkz Bukit Timah. Strangely, no one else who had the same food with me had food poisoning - so I figured it’s either the cheese prata, the watermelon, the fruit punch or the Shirley Temple. Either that, or I am just suay. It seemed alright when I got up on Monday morning and the only thing that was suspicious was throwing up what I thought was “heart burn” stuffs. By the time I got to school, I was already exhausted. Hmm… kinda early to suddenly grow old, I thought. Then by 10am, I became totally irritable and went to see a doctor. Silly me forgot to tell the doctor about the morning throw up and she gave only Panacetamol and Piriton. I was already running a 37.7 degrees Celsius temperature. Needless to guess, I was sent home with 2 days MC. But the fever got worse and vomitting was progressive. Then diarrhoea came and before I knew it, I was hitting 38.3 then 38.7. By the time it hit 39, I walked out to look for a clinic. Damn. The clinics were all closed. I managed to grab a cab and ask the taxi driver to “take me to the nearest clinic”. It was quite a trauma to be shivering at 39 degrees Celsius. The wait at the clinic was long and miserable. By the time it was my turn, I was totally dazed. The doctor wanted to confirm that it’s not appendicitis and gave me a Maxolon jab. The last time I had such a jab, my body just went hay wired, and that was more than 5 years ago. Guess what? My body went hay wired again! I was disoriented and couldn’t even walk straight. For a moment, I was nearly admitted to the hospital. Thank goodness I got help to getting home. Contrary to common beliefs, I couldn’t “sleep the sickness away” because I was in so much pain from all the fever and bone aches and muscle aches and cramps and chaos in my stomach, small and large intestines that I’d just wake up every 15 minutes to either throw up or empty my bowel. All that came out were either yellowish-green bile or greenish-brown liquid from the bottom. I hope you hadn’t had lunch, or if you had, I hope you have some sweets nearby to help keep the food in. Anyway, this went on till the next morning when I got some blended apple juice. I figured that there’s enough sugar and other stuffs that can be quickly absorbed by the body. Thankfully, even when the body wanted to throw up, there was nothing. The rest of the day was spent visiting the toilet and clearning greenish-brown liquid. Dinner was some salted vegetable soup, which was really a gamble but thank goodness it stayed in. So that’d make up for some salt loss, I guess. Definitely not the best way, but I figured it was a good compromise for the taste buds. For once, I managed to get some sleep without having to wake up to throw up yellowish-green bile or greenish-brown liquid from the bottom. All’s good. For now. Recovering from food poisoning I was down with food poisoning since Monday. Could have been due to anything - the roti prata or watermelon I ate at some coffee shop in a condo in Clementi, the ice-blended fruit punch I drank at Marina Square Starbucks, the Japanese curry noodles I had at B1 of Suntec or even from the peanuts and Shirley Temple I had at Brewerkz Bukit Timah. Strangely, no one else who had the same food with me had food poisoning - so I figured it’s either the cheese prata, the watermelon, the fruit punch or the Shirley Temple. Either that, or I am just suay. It seemed alright when I got up on Monday morning and the only thing that was suspicious was throwing up what I thought was “heart burn” stuffs. By the time I got to school, I was already exhausted. Hmm… kinda early to suddenly grow old, I thought. Then by 10am, I became totally irritable and went to see a doctor. Silly me forgot to tell the doctor about the morning throw up and she gave only Panacetamol and Piriton. I was already running a 37.7 degrees Celsius temperature. Needless to guess, I was sent home with 2 days MC. But the fever got worse and vomitting was progressive. Then diarrhoea came and before I knew it, I was hitting 38.3 then 38.7. By the time it hit 39, I walked out to look for a clinic. Damn. The clinics were all closed. I managed to grab a cab and ask the taxi driver to “take me to the nearest clinic”. It was quite a trauma to be shivering at 39 degrees Celsius. The wait at the clinic was long and miserable. By the time it was my turn, I was totally dazed. The doctor wanted to confirm that it’s not appendicitis and gave me a Maxolon jab. The last time I had such a jab, my body just went hay wired, and that was more than 5 years ago. Guess what? My body went hay wired again! I was disoriented and couldn’t even walk straight. For a moment, I was nearly admitted to the hospital. Thank goodness I got help to getting home. Contrary to common beliefs, I couldn’t “sleep the sickness away” because I was in so much pain from all the fever and bone aches and muscle aches and cramps and chaos in my stomach, small and large intestines that I’d just wake up every 15 minutes to either throw up or empty my bowel. All that came out were either yellowish-green bile or greenish-brown liquid from the bottom. I hope you hadn’t had lunch, or if you had, I hope you have some sweets nearby to help keep the food in. Anyway, this went on till the next morning when I got some blended apple juice. I figured that there’s enough sugar and other stuffs that can be quickly absorbed by the body. Thankfully, even when the body wanted to throw up, there was nothing. The rest of the day was spent visiting the toilet and clearning greenish-brown liquid. Dinner was some salted vegetable soup, which was really a gamble but thank goodness it stayed in. So that’d make up for some salt loss, I guess. Definitely not the best way, but I figured it was a good compromise for the taste buds. For once, I managed to get some sleep without having to wake up to throw up yellowish-green bile or greenish-brown liquid from the bottom. All’s good. For now. It’s going to be Friday night… Does anyone want to date me? Yup, to most people, it’s probably one of the best days of the week - catch up with friends, watch movies, go out with loved ones, go out with bf/gf, do stupid things… and the list goes on. It’s probably the day that God receive the most number of thanks - not being blasphemous, but going by the number of people telling me that they are thanking God it’s Friday. It’s probably the date that most people look forward to because they can party all night long without worrying about a hangover the next day and not being able to make it to work. It’s also the day that people can sneak off to some deserted place place for a nice weekend. However… For me, it’s going to be a long and lonely evening. Does anyone want to date me? Editor: *grin* got date already… =) It’s going to be Friday night… Does anyone want to date me? Yup, to most people, it’s probably one of the best days of the week - catch up with friends, watch movies, go out with loved ones, go out with bf/gf, do stupid things… and the list goes on. It’s probably the day that God receive the most number of thanks - not being blasphemous, but going by the number of people telling me that they are thanking God it’s Friday. It’s probably the date that most people look forward to because they can party all night long without worrying about a hangover the next day and not being able to make it to work. It’s also the day that people can sneak off to some deserted place place for a nice weekend. However… For me, it’s going to be a long and lonely evening. Does anyone want to date me? Editor: *grin* got date already… =) Oh? I got molested? This is probably the epitome of blur-ness. Apparently, I got molested on a bus and I didn’t know it. It was only when a lady seated facing me told me about it did I realised that I could have been molested. So, what happened was that I was seated on the outer seat with this old man sitting inside. It was one of those seats which have another seat facing me. As the old man was alighting, he apparently put his hand on my legs and before moving off from his seat. As I was carrying my bag and my books in front of me, I didn’t realise that as well. However, the lady seated facing me told me that I should have just given him one tight slap… and I didn’t even realise what was wrong. She then reiterated the entire story to me. I think I really am the epitome of blur-ness. Get molested also don’t know. I could have shouted or something. Oh wait, I can’t shout. =S Oh? I got molested? This is probably the epitome of blur-ness. Apparently, I got molested on a bus and I didn’t know it. It was only when a lady seated facing me told me about it did I realised that I could have been molested. So, what happened was that I was seated on the outer seat with this old man sitting inside. It was one of those seats which have another seat facing me. As the old man was alighting, he apparently put his hand on my legs and before moving off from his seat. As I was carrying my bag and my books in front of me, I didn’t realise that as well. However, the lady seated facing me told me that I should have just given him one tight slap… and I didn’t even realise what was wrong. She then reiterated the entire story to me. I think I really am the epitome of blur-ness. Get molested also don’t know. I could have shouted or something. Oh wait, I can’t shout. =S Frustrations of being mute… Yeah, I’m still mute after almost 1.5 months. Gee… sometimes I wonder if I’d be permanently muted. Something happened today that made me feel really useless. Alice was helping me get a Subway Melt while I look for a seat. A few minutes later, she ran to me and said that there’s no more Subway Melt. So I ran to the counter and they asked if I wanted to replace it with turkey. I was like… replace with what? The next thing I know, I was told to replace it with some other Club sandwiches. I actually wanted 1/2 bacon and 1/2 with whatever they have, but all the counter lady was concerned about was whether I wanted the cheese to be in the oven. I feel so useless. I can’t even do something this simple. =’( Frustrations of being mute… Yeah, I’m still mute after almost 1.5 months. Gee… sometimes I wonder if I’d be permanently muted. Something happened today that made me feel really useless. Alice was helping me get a Subway Melt while I look for a seat. A few minutes later, she ran to me and said that there’s no more Subway Melt. So I ran to the counter and they asked if I wanted to replace it with turkey. I was like… replace with what? The next thing I know, I was told to replace it with some other Club sandwiches. I actually wanted 1/2 bacon and 1/2 with whatever they have, but all the counter lady was concerned about was whether I wanted the cheese to be in the oven. I feel so useless. I can’t even do something this simple. =’( Learning sign language It’s official. I’m learning to sign. Just got 2 books from the library today - Signing Exact English and Signing for Dummies. I also realised that there are different variants of sign languages around, but the one that Singapore uses is Signing Exact English 2 or SSE2. So that means I still won’t be able to communicate with the deaf over in Seoul. Shucks. Well, it’s still better than coming up with my own set of alphabets and bluffing everyone into learning that. =P Being mute has really been inconvenient. Not only am I unable to communicate with others, the chances of being wronged and being unable to defend myself is really real; and even when people give in to me, I could see that they are just being cursory. Either that or I am being over-sensitive. =( So, here are some of the things that I learnt in a matter of 2 minutes: "HELLO", "I", "AM", "GOING", "TO", "HELL". Will learn the rest later - and probably give "HEAVEN" a miss.