Dealing with difficult parentsMy girlfriend ( bish! -you know who you are) thinks that asian parents are the worst kind which you ever can have. Perhaps, it's the culture or family values which has been passed down from generations to the modern living world that doesn't seem to be so applicable anymore.I'm not here to 'disgrace' my parents. In fact, I've learnt to take note of dos and don'ts or mistakes which my parents have made along the way. And hopefully, I don't see myself repeating the stuffs on my children in near future.Ever since I've moved back home, I find my parents tend to get a lot more agitated over small stuffs. Both of them seems to be less controlled with their temper and more demanding. I do worry for their health. Then again, who I am to be their health 'controller'. The funny thing is they will prefer take on the advice from a 3rd party than listening to me on what I have to say.I was really annoyed when someone told my dad to eat some natural herbs so he can have regular bowels. Not surprisingly, he took on the advice faithfully without missing a single dose.My coping strategy is to either walk away or totally ignore them if they start to get loud on me. Sometimes, I do reflect on why they are saying such things or they don't realise that their brains have snapped....I guess I can never understand till I become a parent myself.**********************KNN, the calligraphy class has been cancelled due to poor intake.(#%*(#********************** Little Miss RunnerFor the past weekends, life hasn't been quite the same.Taking part in different racing events had took up most of my time. My colleagues have been bugging me to take them along for training On the contrary, they were put off by the fact that since I'm such a 'fast' runner ( at least to them , I am a fast runner), I'll not have much patience to guide them along. Whatever hokay. Is there anything wrong with running alone? Some of my mates seriously think there is a problem with me. By the way, I'll be taking up chinese calligraphy soon. Hope the slow movement of the chinese strokes will help to build up the level of patience in me. *heh heh* Come on, I don't wanna stick to the rule that I only know toes and legs throughout my whole life. How boring is that.Back to running, I would like to acheive better for my half marathon by the end of this year. My current (shitty) timing for 21 KM is 2hr 50mins. I did a 10km cross country run at 62mins and another run by Pearl Izumni 12.4km at 1hr 11mins.My next target timing for the 21km: 2hr 30mins or under ***************************I told my brother that I want him to get me a HDB flat so I can live throughout my spinisterhood.At least he is getting through the uni with my hard earned bling bling. *sob* Who's getting hook upMy long time gf, J, finally got herself a boyfriend whom she got to know in a dancing class. No doubt the guy was in his late 20s, she doesn't mind his early signs of receding hairline. More importantly, she was overwhelmed by the fact that he was a Christian. That was like scoring 100 brownie points on her eligibility checklist on a dude. Back in Perth, A is happily attached to his Mr Mechanic. I guess that probably explains why is less frequent online.JL found her happiness via Facebook- everything went so perfect that to the last day of her trip (where she met him), they decided to get hook up.Chawang , the elephant from the Zoo, has got himself a 'playmate' now. I need a 'playmate' too!The fact is that I've seen more eligible ladies more than men. The problems with the Mr Eilgibles are not really quite eligible are because:1) They got rotten teeth2) Has bad vices : smoking, excessive drinking3) High ego level4) Receding hairline ( yes looks does matter, a wig is advisable on the first date. Maybe with subsequent dates, you can slowly reveal the truth. Cross your fingers that she would be able to accept the way you are. First impression do counts. Come on!)5) Unsure what to look out for on the potential partnerI can't stand people who are unsure about their options on choosing partners. If you like this particular fish with purple scales then stick with it. Don't go round and round hunting for the best and brightly coloured fish. There will always be better ones around but that doesn't mean you have to spend your whole life or making exceptional compromise to settle for one for the sake.Good night, world. I have nothingNothing much happened recently. So I wasn't up for blogging. Of recent, I came across an article from an online newspaper urging the public not to blog about your boss or other work related stuffs. Now as I'm typing my words down, I feel as though someone is trying to 'spy' on my blog.I'm spending a lot more time doing a lot of outdoor activities and continuing my volunteer job with a local organisation. At least, it's more refreshing hanging out with the special athletes than the folks at work (zzzzzz).Any cure for men suffering from midlife crisis? I think my dad has got one. DDU said for women suffering from menopause, best is to get them to drink soy milk.My dad could be a really nice person and the next minute, he seems to snap his mind out of sudden. *************Out of curiousity, why would the local drivers be winding down the windows while driving? I mean don't they feel the fumes can block their nose or irritate their eyes at all? How much petrol can a driver save from not turning on the air condition har? Maybe the best person I should be asking is Annabanana.Where the bloody hell are you, A? ;p Ugly Fugly SingaporeansI have witnessed this scene far too many times while travelling in a MRT train. Let me get direct to the point. Singaporeans' butts are far too heavy to be lifted off the seats in order to offer to those elderly folks or pregnant ladies. I get totally annoyed when someone (especially the young and ignorant people out there -shame on you!) just simply refusing to give up his/her seats to someone else who needed more. Is it because it's too 'paiseh' (shy) thing for being considerate? There was once I was on the verge of asking a young man to stand up so this poor preggy lady could take a seat. It was quite obvious that she was struggling abit to gain the balance while the train is on the move. Oh well...Most Singaporeans do get on with good education but that doesn't mean they are good with their courtesy mannerism. In fact, I do failed on Singaporeans very badly for lack of graciousness. While they do care more for themselves other than sparing a thought for others. For instance, this middle lady was talking on the phone while her body was blocking the tapping machine. If she's not getting off, then she should move her ass to the back of the bus la. What's more, the 'gan cheong spider' uncle even tried to stretch his arms for miles in order to get his card tapped before arriving the destination. People don't queue for the buses. Somehow, I would think Singaporeans could be jolly doing well in rugby games since most of the communters that I saw enjoy pushing and digging their way through relentlessly. Beehoon goreng2 packs of fried mee were cooked and brought over to the clinic by a regular client of mine. It was nice to have someone who appreciates our hard work. It does make me feel like a 'million dollar' baby with such kind gestures. Well, with the beehoon goreng on hand, it saved me the time and effort qeueing up at the cafeteria. hurhur!***********This uncle made a comment which I find it to be quite amusing. He said:" uh miss, if you walk down the streets like now, I would have thought you are someone who sells beauty products."Me:*giggles* ( wonders of Sk2 products?)***********Diana KrallA famous jazz singer with an amazing voice is coming to town this Sept. No one is keen to watch it with meeee! Bugger it.Tickets are abit on the pricey side tho. I guess this is 'what you pay for what you get'. Ah boy will always be Ah boyThis teenage boy who came in with his mom doesn't even rattle a single word to me about his ankle pain. All the answering was done by his mom only. Despite with the mom's encouragement, the boy still refused to say ANYTHING about his condition. He doesn't appear to be stupid or something. Each time when I asked him a question, he would just stare at his mom and hoping she came up with an answer ...fast! With my eyes rolling up, I was just thinking I hope he doesn't take his mom along for his national service too.Don't think the Captain will be too happy about that ;p****************One of my regulars: Mr ABNNHe said he will cook a nice plate of mee goreng for me on his next visit.*so touched****************Run on MondaySince I was volunteering with the 'special' organisation, I was assigned to run with this Down Syndrome's kid on the track. I was impressed that he was able to complete 2km walk-a-jog before coming to a complete stop. Quite an acheivement for a non- runner like him.Today I had the first run using the Nike sports band. How it works is by applying the chip onto the Nike plus shoe with the waistband applied that can detect the pace, mile, calories burnt..etc.Me love gadgets! DadThe best household chore which my dad ever does de best is throwing away the rubbish bags promptly.********************ToyboyMr Toyboy, who is almost like a 'soulmate' to me, has been trying to get me to participate for a triathlon event. If only he is much older, I wouldn't mind considering him.Ho ho ho. Don't tell me age is not a barrier. At this present moment, it is sure an issue. I can't be the 'prefect' sugar mom anyway. Mr TB took good care of me when we cycled on the roads. Very considerate fella who possesed certain level of maturity despite being a youngthing.*******************BuayaMr Buaya has returned! We haven't been talking since the chinese new year until recently he met me over a small meeting. Don't know what has got into him, he started to text me asking how my life has been. The most surprising thing is he even asked me out for dinner on the weekend. I'm quite taken aback because his weekends have always been so precious to be spent on work, work and more research. Whatever it is, my gf thought I shouldn't be going out with him since I was never keen in de first place. It's just a DINNER outing. Honestly, there isn't any harm going for it.Mr B doesn't seem to communicate a lot with his family. Perhaps he does have an issue with his family dynamics. And he prefers to have a CRT tv.Based on my observations, he doesn't realise what 'happiness and love' is all about. What's the point of making so much money and not able to enjoy it?***********Mr EyeMr Eye just broke up with his gf recently. Maybe there are guys out there like him who can't simply get over with the breakups easily. Poor fella. He was boo boo-ing at home and calling gfs (like us) for some consolations plus support. =_= Mail from Taiwan AuntieTaiwan auntie wanted to introduce this very eligible Mr Engineer to me. She even did his family background, financial status and his characters checked. Saying he is probably one of the most ideal dudes she ever come across plus armed with a MBA degree. Aiyer, but I don't really want to get myself in a long distance relationship. No moving to Taiwan business for me. Hmph!Then again, I'm not saying I'm rejecting the idea of knowing Mr Engineer. No harm to add on another friend in my circle.We shall see.******************DualthlonWoke up 5am in the morning. Had 1 marmite spread on bread, 1 large banana, 1 energy bar, 1 cup of milo for breakfast. At around 6+, woke dad up so he could take me to Mandai for my very first Dualthlon event. On the first leg of run, I was running quite miserably due to a stitch on my right abdomen region. Definitely puts me off abit. Once I arrived at the transition area, I mounted onto the bike and started cycling for 15km. Got off the bike and started running for another 3km which I almost couldn't finished it. And again, the stitch returned at the same region. Knn.......Total time of completion: 1hr 36minsCould be better next time.Someone suggested I should get a ironman bf to train me up ;p********************Mr P asked me out for lunch but it didn't happened. No doubt it has been planned a week ago, he acutally had forgotten it. Saying he needed to take care of baby niece since there wasn't any family members at home too. Hence, the lunch has to be put on a rain check. At the same time, he asked me if I'm free on the following week. I told him to let me know again.Can't stand people who doesn't keep up with their words. Lousy. Little Ah Pui (fat one)One of my regular clients brought her grandson along for her usual followup. This cutie boy sure melt every ladie's heart. He was able to sing a song from a drama serial with full of expression on his face. While his nana was trying to fix up her shoes, this boy can certainly be a handful and 'disturbing'. So I got him to sit on my lap while I was writing my casenotes.Wah - __ -!Didn't know he was weighing about nearly 20kg for a 3year old kid. My thighs almost went into spasm lor..... Roll me over the edge pleaseSomething is happening this week at the workplace. I shall not be too specific , just in case, the whole world knows about this blog. hurhur. I would rather remain discreet and secretive especially touching on such sensitive 'issue'.2 weeks before the 'happening', we were told to change forms, add new forms, change form formats, change of certain terms/policy, stamp cannot be used on the first page of form and can only do so at the end of the page after notes writing.Get the pic?Whatever the 'happening' was, I seriously find the place just being so disorganised. My question is 'why bother to make changes only at the very last hour?' I've even received text msgs about changes to take note ..blah blah blah. The emails on the 'happening' issues have been an endless pain to even read it.Anyway, this is just part of my rambling today.**************************Mr Church never fail to bring a pamplet about his church's ongoing activities whenever he comes visit me. He sorta 'reprimanded' me saying that why I am not going to his church and went on emphasizing it's a great place to meet young people (like me , of course).It's a calling huh......**************************I rang up to the travel agent and checkout Bali's trip at the end of June. SQ flights are all fully booked!? Knn..pissed! AlwaysThere are a couple of friends of mine whom that I've always initiate to meet up , never seem to happen.I've boiled down to a list of possibilities such as:- too busy to spend their precious time with you instead- your friendship are not worth or unimportant- Work comes first, family in second, dog/pets in third, close friends in 4th, You +miscellaneous categories in 5th- Various appointments in their lives which have been booked far in advance. Perhaps, the Q number will be far off than the waiting time to see a Dr at the clinic.Well, this is Singapore lar. What do I really expect? Living in the old routineFor the past years which I've stayed in Australia, I've never felt uneasy in terms of going shopping or watching movie on the weekend by myself. Once I've returned to my motherland, till now at least, I do miss the quality-time-to-be-spent-on myself only very much. There seems to be so much going on at home. On the weekends it could be either going out with friends for meals, running errands, family gatherings, paperwork to be cleared,...etc.It didn't take me too long to initiate that from now with the Sunday mornings, it shall be soley devoted for myself. Sounds pathetic? Well, I'm not surprised for some individuals ( whom I assumed ) who are lack of independent spirit type.Here's the plan on how my typical Sunday routine is like:- Long distance running/cycling starts as early as 7am- Breakfast at home- Going to Parkway after a nice long bath. (I love doing supermarketing at Cold Storage, Japanese/Korean stores too!)- Cook lunch : usually I'll make salads or pasta(sounds very domestic indeed)The rest of the day follow by newspaper reading, watching CSI on AXN channel, paperwork and thinking about what do I really wanna do with my life (kiddin' ;p)***********Small bitc* about workWe got a new fellow who joined us on board few months ago. He/She doesn't appear to function really well on the job. I wonder why the graduates from that particular uni doesn't seemed to produce competent practitioners. I'm not saying that Im tip-top clinician. The last thing which I don't wanna do is to clear up someone's mess. Ptooi lor! OrthoI got a gf who works at Orthopaedic department at a local hospital. She was explaining to this chinese speaking old lady that her big thumb has got a problem with its range of motion.Instead of using the proper word 'da mu zhi' in Mandarin, she called it the 'da1 shou2 zhi3'.Sure the auntie thought that my friend was referring to her whole hand is in big trouble.****************Dental exhibitionPrior going to the Suntec City, DDU and myself met at Dr Oz's new clinic ,which I will assume that it would cater to most of the 'atas' (rich) people living around the area.After I'm done with the consultation, we proceed to a dental exhibition at Suntec convention centre. Since we had pre-registered ourselves , we were able to collect our exhibit tags without much hesistation. Quite an eye opener for me since this is my very first time attending a dental exhibition. No doubt that I've realised certain pod instruments that I used are quite similar to the dental ones. And I did a foc (no charge) breath test and he said I was 'kissable without any smelly breath noted'. Hurhur.We saw this very cool recycle showbag called 'made in Germany' and sadly, we couldn't get any.Nonetheless, it is still worth to going to such exhibition. Anyone has dry mouth? You can have the Biotene oral moisturiser. hurhur! I didn't know that baby also need to brush once they start to have teeth.Check out the freebies. wheeee!:Mom has been wanting a toothbrush holder.So I got her a 'purple' tooth for 5 dollah at the dental stall. So nice lar! Hair lossI've noticed that a lot of friends who have hit the 30 margin seem to develop either receding hairline for the guys and balding for the ladies.Scary thought if someday I were to see that happened on my scalp ; (******************Putu I can't wait to get rid of those Putu-lookalike pimple on my damn forehead. I'm suppose to go with DDU to the dental exhibition this coming Saturday. So un-chio (not pretty/unglamourous) to walk around like this.For those who doesn't know what a Putu is : it is a red powdery-based dot used by the Indians on their foreheads for a religious purpose ( I guess )*******************I tried.....not to burst out into (thunderous) laughter when this old grandma client told me she hasn't got any questions for me except the fact that Wo heng piao liang ( she commented I was gorgeous looking)OooOh la la!Poor grannie, who has like multiple medical appointment cards , got confused on what they were for. Dear fans...Sorry that I've not been blogging very much. I'm rather surprised that there are actually 'fans' out there who read my blog. hehe. Like how I always thought that my blog is always the most boring one on earth. Zzzz.....***************************BroMy bro called up yesterday and asked for my mom. Since it's a Tuesday, she would have gone out for her dancing class. So 'what's up?' as I asked.He:" Err, i'm bringing her home to do project due tomorrow. She will be staying over and we'll go school together tomorrow."Me:" Why must you do your project at the last min? Isn't there any way to manage your time properly? Have you thought of what her parents would think? If you think this is right then by all means go tell PA about it."Heh, he didn't bring the girl home. Sometimes it's not about picking a fight over such 'issue' but rather throw the ball back to his court. In this case, (if he's not that stupid enough), he would have reflect his actions versus the consequences.*************************WineI told Mr P that the wine from Germany is rather nice. With his inflated ego, he dare to say that Germany got vineyards meh??I should have told him to wiki for info.He claimed Australia wine sux. SuX meh?! Here I am sipping Jacob's Creek Sparking rose wine.Definitely worth to try for those who doesn't the whites or reds. ; )) (Delfi, Greece):: Work & travel ::I was working till almost coming to an end of Feb. Struggling through each day till my leave comes. Finally, I'm able to pack my lugguage and ready set to leave for Athens. My very first Euro country indeed! It was supposed to be a Turkey and Greece trip. Someone from the tour group actually back down due to sickness. Bah* Nevertheless, we still made it to Athens. A taxi driver came to pick us up at the airport with a fantastic spring weather. Neither too hot or cold with the temperature. During the trip, we travelled for miles visiting various museums and archaelogical sites. To my mom, it's like having 'old stones' everywhere in the park. The tour guide ,who was with us on board for a couple of days, possessed vast knowledge of Greek history. Amazingly, she could just rattle on about the facts on past Greek history for the whole time!For a change, I celebrated my 30th b'day with 2 Taiwan aunties (even though they are only in their 40s) at a local resturant.:: My preggy friend::Previously, I've blogged about my preggy friend whose hubby had left her in the middle of her pregnancy. How cruel can a man's heart be? No one can really tell despite the fact they were together for over 10years. The girls met up for dinner before her delivery due date. I'm gald she looks happier and more in control of her thoughts than previous. Must be hard for her get through signing the divorce papers with the bub still in her belly. I can't imagine how much willpower she would require in order to remain her sanity at the same time. On the brighter side, I'm so glad that she has a smooth delivery. I shall proudly annouced that her child's very own 1st schoolbag has been given by Auntie Flatfeet. hurhur!:: Clients::He came into my clinic. Late for an hour. Passed me his stalk of Gerbera flower and apologised profusely for being late. Patients can be up to full of tricks sometimes.:: Blessed with good friends around::I am planning to do a cycling event in May. Em was the first to say that she will lend me her bike without any hesistation. MZ will pass me a cycling top for free. JH will bring her helmet and bike lights too. Mr P taught me to fix up the bike.What's more I can ask for?I've realised that the number of people I chatted on MSN mainly are not locals.Singaporeans-where got time lar! Valentine's Day or Valentine's DenialMy aunt, who works as a florist ,must have took a pity on me that she assumed no one will buy me flowers on Vday." Don't worry. Ah Yi gives you 2 roses (like how she prefers to pronouce as 'lo-ses')"*Accept it with gracious smile**************************My beloved ABNN pt who sat on a wheelchair, handed me 2 stalks of red roses."heh *nods head*. Just something small for you. Hope you like it."*My heart almost melted on the spot.**************************After we are done with the running, J came up with 2 roses for me and BP."Come come, have one each. You girls deserve one of these."Now my vase is filled with all colours of roses. I"ve never thought I would receive flowers on days like this.This year's Vday is definitely exceptional.**************************I've read about an article by MM's fears Singapore losing our own talented people. I'm not surprised that the figures has been increasing slowly over the past years. I was lucky to get a chance to stay overseas for slightly more than half a decade. Staying in another foreign land allows me to differentiate and appreciate on how the country is being run as compared to Singapore.If given a choice, I would prefer my family to live in Aust and perhaps, sad to say that I see Singapore as a 'holiday' home. Aust is a huge place where you can chose to relocate to a rural or urban areas subjecting to your preferences. Flexible hours and long maternity leave are possible in almost every jobs. No doubt the taxes can be high but we can be happy with shorter working hours. That also mean we get to spend more time with family or loved ones. Aussies are more accepting and gracious people. Yes, we Q-up for buses. Unlike in Singapore, everyone just want to scramble into the buses. If you're old, you may wait (long long) for someone to give up your seats. I've seen far too much of discourteous acts by the locals here. Shame on you lah!***to be continued as the author is too tired to rattle on. Are our local boys up to defence and protect our nation?I haven't got any slightest clue on the above subject. To be honest, I bet there will be some who will be keen to serve the nation and while others, are obviously not that interested to do so.For the reasons I could think of are as below:1) Singapore sure safe lah! (who knows when Singapore will ever have a war or facing terriorism attacks)2) Being too lazy3) PAIN (anywhere on any joints/parts of their bodies)Funny enough , I've overheard with this conversation between to NS boys at the MRT train.NS boy 1: I hurt my ankle leh. Wah bo pain, that doc may send me for MRI. Quite expensive leh. But who cares since army pays for it.NS boy 2: good lor, can take time out and no need do army shi*.*This is an exellent example of how such boys are basically wasting tax payer's money for nothing!! That's right, it could be part of your income tax contribution too. NS boy 1 was able to stand on his feet from Bedok to Raffles place without any whinge on pain on his ankle.When will the real men please stand up?By the way, why must the NS boys bringing their daddy mommy along for consultation? I don't get it. Or is it because you are still young and unable to be responsible for your own health? Lost my mojo on bloggingPerhaps, too many things have caught up with me lately. I hardly find the time to get my a** sit down and blog. For the Mons and Thurs I would have the training with the special athletes. Dinner invites from footwear companies to attend to. Catching up with fellow colleagues from other hospitals. Going for talks on almost every Tue before work starts. Despite with the hectic schedule, I'm planning for a Turkey and Greece trip at the end month. This could also mean I'll be celebrating my big day most likely somewhere in Turkey.Finally got a chance to meet up with Zena @winebar with some of her cute friends. Glad to see you back from UK! I had a blast drinking martinis and eating fatty seafood pack on that night. Even though it was a little of my disappointment that orange martini wasn't avaliable at that time. Bailey's was off the shelf too! Just when DT was thinking about ordering Bailey with green tea mix.Rach and hubby were in town some weeks ago. So happy to see Rach again which reminded me of the good o' times we had at Paramatta (Sydney) enjoying the Korean food and desserts. YUM! Thanks for making a trip to my clinic. Hope I've provided an insight on footwear advice ;pAfter clinic, we adjorned to one of the Jap resturants at PP with Rach's friends for dinner. Yeaaaah Parkway!!!*****************Special notes:Dear Liz (elittlebird), if you do read this, I just want to let you know that I'm with you always.Especially through this difficult period with your dad who has been really sick. *hugs*Dear SM, it's no fun getting a divorce from your lousy hubby while being 7mths peggy. I still hope that you will stay strong each and everyday. You know that the little bub who is about to be born will be showered with our love constantly.*****************Another special note:I've got a lady who came from poor family background. The family of 5 rely on the public assistance in order to survive. What's worst, the children were all mentally disabled and helpless. They are not able to even perform simple work tasks. The parents would often complained to me that they are being screamed or yelled at for nothing.I know I may have gone abit 'too far'. We did drop off some stuffs for them at their place. Thanks mom being the representative. Heh. At least I didn't have to show my face and just in case with the hoo ha (if you know what i mean).Mom felt we have done a good deed . And certainly, there are poor families around in Singapore who should deserve a bit more. Banned those scrubsSomeone suggested we should wear scrubs for work. So she doesn't need to think about 'what to wear' daily for work. And it's easy with washing where the work clothes is often seperated from the family ones. I don't agree with wearing scrubs.We don't even have a proper changing room for a start due to limited space constraint. No way I will fold my clothes and tuck into the small cabinet. At the end of the day, I hate the idea of going out wearing winkled tops or bottoms. Too fugly!What's worst, there isn't enough time to pee. Let alone changing scrubs for lunch time. Neither I will wear the scrubs to eat outside the hospital setting.Lastly, what if we were asked to attend a meeting or meeting rather someone of VIP, I don't think I want to be in my fugly scrubs and greet that person in the office.********************I found myself looking at the job website again. Mice killingWhile I was having lunch with my fellow colleagues, we chatted about how pests can be so annoying in the house. Y is currently studying in Australia and she actually shared her experience about how the mice died from committing suicide. She would actually let a piece of cheese floated on the basic of water. This would lure out the mice,dashing out for the cheese and eventually got drown in the water.Another assitant nurse claimed she used to drop the mice into the washing machine and let me spinned to death. 0_o*************My friend's (soon-to be) ex-hubby is a retardSince they have been together and married for the last 10years, is there a need for divorce to take place when she is pregnant for a couple of months?Some men are just fugging bastards. Like VN said, they must have suffered from some form of serious brain damage.*************Buaya's smsHe said he was worried about me being sick because he is attracted to me.Makes sense?!?The world is certainly changing. Sigh* 2 weeks never get to exercise and now I feel like a whobble jelly beanie. I'm sick and angry *roar*I've realised long time ago I do have high expectations about the way how I like my clinic to be setup.Still running a fever at 38 degres celsius, I've expected a patient whose name did not appear on my name list coming through at 2.30pm. However there was already a patient booked in at 2.30pm.Later, I was informed by the receptionist saying that the countergirl at Clinic Y has booked this patient in since the slot was vacant -which means the previous patient has cancelled the appointment. Prior the booking, this patient actually came down to my clinic to get registered which we were not informed in the first place. Clinical notes are not being sent to my room promptly. I was almost going to snap because firstly, my load is quite heavy. Working with a locum nurse doesn't help much. I don't get the luxury to check through every tiny details of the patients in and out since my clinical work already took up most of my time. I rang up clinic Y and told her off that if she could have the courtesy to ring us up for any changes on patient list. In addition,I told her strictly that I don't like such 'surprises'. Definitely, I'll get back to her supervisor. You give me feverWorked through the whole of Friday despite the fact that I was running a temperature. Too late to cancel the apppointments which have been booked in much earlier. ; ( Not happy Jan.Concussed at 9pm till 9 am in the morning. My receptionist was really nice. Gave me a head massage before I left the clinic. It felt like I'm in heaven!*******************Anna ( my favourite Croatian-Aussie gf) came down from Perth for a transit of 7 hrs prior leaving for Maldives. *lucky beech.Since Anna's sister (sounds like she is a Little Miss Demanding) insisted that she gets her a pair of Chanel earrings, we took a train and got to Orchard. After Chanel shopping, it's food and drinks at Indochine. Glad A enjoys the food there ..or else...As I told her about the clothing brand 'Banana Republic', she insisted we head down to Paragon and checked it out. Obviously she must have realised that she has been living in the 'third' world country for a long time. ho ho ho. Last stop was at Raffles hotel for a glass of true-blue Singapore Sling. Hope to see you in Singa real soon babe!******************I've been going out far too much ever since before Christmas. Meeting up with old friends is simply refreshing. *****************Why clothes in Singapore seem so boring for my taste? I'm going to get naked very soon.**************** Round 3 on Mr EyeHo ho ho. Mr Eye agreed to pay for the concert with the most expensive ticket plus a $10 extra for dinner deal. I guess he really want someone to go along with him for that.Then again, I've not given him any promise yet. I felt it was abit too early to decide. The concert is afterall more than a month away. ho ho ho!******************More random guy's updateHow can someone just developed the liking for you by talking over msn. Mr Christian is really a one interesting guy. He sees regular sex is healthy with one partner at a time but against the idea of having it with other woman if he's married. That also mean he is not into cheating in a marriage. Sounds confusing? He said he was a bad christian. He needed a minute just when I told him surely he has sinned big time.******************::New year resolutions 2008::1) Remain my celibacy2) Less buaya encounters, more men-in-checked shirts please3) Looking bootiful as ever with less winkles on my eye areas4) Upgrade my profession which is not going to happen till my bro finishes his degree next year. Round 2 on Mr EyeHe texted me to say the cost of the tickets. Didn't give me the details of the venue and time/date till I've asked him.I kinda like the band which he suggested for the concert. Somehow my heart doesn't feel 'right' to go to the concert with him.*shrugs***********************************Blessed christmasThe fun began on the X'mas eve. Worked for half a day. Picked up a roast turkey catered via the hospital. The order seriously cannot make it. All the orders were all jumbled up on the tax invoices. Instead of leaving at 1pm, I've only managed to get out of hospital by 2pm.Rested at home before setting out of house to attend a potluck party at 7pm. The army fellas suggested to go KTV. I gave that a miss as I was utterly burnt out at work.By the way, no cutie army dudes. Sad sad sad.Christmas day was splendid! Had a morning run at the ECP. Met up with Dan from Melbourne - my nursie bestie who bought me a set of clinque lipgloss, Vo5 hairspray for straightening pads, Mimi (Mariah carey) CD. In return, I threw in 100bucks subsidised for his G-star jeans.What's so good about G-star really? I rather like my LEE skinny jeans.Around 3 yish arvo, I met up with Nu and Kii for a movie, dinner at Ratyuzen (which CA had eaten at Millienia walk) and drinks at The Muse (Muesum). I'm quite pleased with the outcome of the day ;)****************************More entries on the misters later...... Dating mistakes:: Don't end up beating around your own bush for too long::Mr Eye texted me to ask if I've heard of the band called 'xxx'.I replied that I've not heard it before and why he is asking me such question out of the blue.Mr Eye:" oh, the band is coming to Singapore. Haven't you heard of their songs?"Me:" what sort of band is that."Mr Eye:" rock band la"Me:" Are you trying to ask me to go to the concert with you?" (duh)Mr Eye:" yup"*not replying*:Few minutes later:Mr Eye: Are you interested to go to the concert still?Me: " yeah but you did not provide any details such as the time, venue and cost of the concert. How would you expect me to give you an answer."Mr Eye:" oh the full details only come out on 26th Dec."Me:*grrrrrr*************************************No midnight mass this year for me. I'm supposed to hang out with a bunch of army captains for KTV. Again, my eyes just couldn't take it anymore. For every Christmas, there is always someone which I will remember dearly. ::Dr Fish:: ; (Thanks for sharing your anatomy website and even came up to the ward to pass me the map of your house so I could attend ya Xmas party.Besides missing out on the midnight mass, I'll be thinking of the beautiful beaches in Aust, potluck for xmas dinner with friends.***********************************I ate so much earlier on and now I stuffed! ;p Lousy dateMr B enjoys asking me out for lunches only. So few days ago, he asked if I want to meet out for dinner after work on a Friday. Honestly, I feel that I've been asked out to fill in his loneliness during lunch time. On top of that with all those buaya sms messages, he don't even mentioned any of those in front of my face.Back to the dinner date, he asked if we could have it around the hospital as he would need to stay back and finish his work.Minus brownie BIG points lor !!!I can't believe this is how a guy asking a girl for dinner around the workplace so he could finish his work afterwards!? I'm done with all these craps from a 'no-idea about dating' 35-year old dude. X'mas Wishlist 2007Dear Santa, I've been a good girl this year. I hope you can come down from the chimmey tonight bringing some of my favourite gifts ; )Flatfeetxoxo******************* A set of Chanel Lip gloss* Kate Spade tote bag* Delux facial treat* Pilgrim accessories* More rest....less work ; )******************My gf said she will be asking those commandos captains out for karaoke session at the end of the month. WHeeeee! Can ogle at their 6 packed and well defined biceps ;p Curl up?Feel like using a curling tong to do some waves on my hair tomorrow. I need to pump up some volume ......*****************X'mas jingle mingleI do hate arranging christmas dinners at times. While I was ordered by my friend to check out on J's schedule and in return, J asked me the same thing. What I'm trying to find out from J if she could just give me a date so we all could make the necessary arrangement. I don't know why people can't listen to proper instructions.Another one suggested that we get to meet at places where it's baby-friendly.So why can't she be more specified with where baby-friendly places are. In fact, none of us hasn't got any babies!? Ultimately,it sorta leaves us to decide where the preferred location is.