TIMELESS---☆;

Thursday, July 2, 2009
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RETAIL THERAPY WORKS.

Some happy events I forgot to blog:

Seoul Garden with MOM friends last Sat. I told Jasmine some IMH stories! HAHA.

SHOPPING with Yuanyin on Sun. We almost died for Zara sales.

SHOPPING with Mummy on Monday. SPENT (Mummy's) MONEY AGAIN. XP

Yesterday I spent a freaking long 8 hours in the salon! My shoulders, back and butt ached like hell! I did almost everything that could be done in a salon and I've used all the big machines available. Cool ehs?

Doing the perm. I felt like I was some kind of science specimen.

Doing the highlight. My hair's on aluminium foil.

Doing the treatment. (Final stage!)

And today I went out with Rae! Our routine outing.^^ Her last day of freedom. She's sick! Poor thing. Ate lunch at Manhattan, had hi-tea at Secret Recipe, and bought some things. Went toilet like 3 times. LOL.

Tomorrow I'm meeting the last 2 survivors at IMH for lunch! =)

7:51 PM;
daydreaming...

Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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PHOTOS^^

Singhealth Scholars Pre-departure Session

My new friends! =)

Chomp Chomp and Ice Cube with IMH friends!

Yummy ice cream...!

The hilarious faces.

Date with Char after her 1 month stay in Taiwan!

Lunch at Thai Express.

Gifts!

Coffee-drinking at TCC.

Alright, since some people don't play Facebook frequently, I'll do some updates here as well. I'm going Queensland. After all the mental stress, balancing of pros and cons and changing of plans, I have finally come up with a decision, and I'm glad Rae's with me. =) We're close friends, we'll be living together and going to the same uni, and we're taking the same course! There are not many ST scholars, so I think we're both really really lucky to have each other. =) And I'm also extremely happy that Jiahui is going Australia as well. What I really hope for is that all 4 of us can be as close to each other as possible. But I don't know how things will turn out. Jiahui wants to go Sydney and Jasly can't confirm her uni. That's why I still don't feel at ease now. =/

Current status: unemployed. ZERO INCOME. And time is moving so so so quickly, soon most of my friends will be going to local unis (of course the guys will still be stuck in army hell), and I'll feel weird. I don't know how to explain this feeling, but it's like I'm left behind. People'll be going for camps, having fun, preparing for an exciting uni life, while I'll be stuck at home or at work still waiting for time to pass. And when it's my turn to prepare for uni, I'll be in a new place, with new friends, so far away. It's a weird feeling. I'm like starting to miss everything and everyone already...

11:34 AM;
daydreaming...

Friday, June 26, 2009
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I'm sitting outside MRO now. I won't be surprised if patients hold their noses and stand far away from me, disgusted, because I'm rotting. Inside and outside. Maggots are crawling all over me, within me, gnawing on my heart, lungs and liver, biting my intestines, killing me slowly, painfully, almost blissfully... Maybe I'm just imagining the agony. Because I shouldn't have anymore feelings left, right? I'm a statue. I have turned into stone , my posture fixed in front of the computer, hands on the keyboard, legs crossed, eyes half-opened, a mask thankfully covering my hideous-looking expression...

I think it's fun to blog during working hours. Patients are talking, staff are walking to and fro, air-con is freaking strong, I see some pretty nurses and doctors and counsellers, but not all of them seem friendly. I don't like people who pretend to not see me sitting here and don't bring their pass to me. I dislike even more people who continue to ignore my presense even when I call out to them. But people that I dislike most are those that shower too much attention on me, blatantly or secretly. I know I'm hot in my mask, but don't have to keep staring you know.

Visiting the toilet is the happiest moment for me. I used to go to the one within the clinic, but it's only clean at the start of the day, in the morning. As the day goes by it stinks and floods. Now I use the one outside Sayang Wellness Clinic. It's clean and bright. I like. And there's a full-length mirror inside. Superb lighting at the full-length mirror. It's too dark in front of the mirrors at the sinks. But the problem is the fan blows at me when I stand in front of the full-length mirror. Then I have to stop its oscillation, which is troublesome. They should just do without the fan.

Food at IMH sucks. Nothing more to say about that. People only look forward to Friday 4pm when cakes at Secret Recipe are at half-price.

Most of the permanent staff are nice to me, but I'm not exactly close to them. Some people just like to make fun of me, steal my things, talk nonsense. But they're all nice. And I like most of them.

I'm leaving already. Clinic manager Pingping was a bit shocked. I'm supposed to help her do some things... She asked if it's because school's starting. I said something about the contract, that my contract has just ended, but actually my one-month contract is already over and I can quit anytime.. I was lazy to tell her that for me school's starting next year. And since it's my last day, I told her this job's extremely boring and I can't go on anymore. Good luck to the new girl who will replace me.

The Indian staff who stole my make-up kit gave me a ziplock bag full of masks. It's for me to last the week. Erm... it's for the new girl to last the week. Just that he doesn't know. He's funny, really. He kept pestering me to teach him how to play bejeweled on Facebook because he saw me playing it. I said no.

A horrible staff who scolded me last time because I stopped her to scan her pass couldn't scold me today again because a higher-authority staff was walking by. Revenge is sweet. She had to obediently scan her pass. Hohoho. Merry Christmas. And after that she walked out of the office again and automatically came to me for another scan, but I told her once per day is enough. And I wanted to dig out her eyes because she glared at me.

For your information, I'm not typing directly into blogger. I'm typing on Notepad now. Friends here know what the Notepad is for. Sigh. Just when I'm leaving NHGROAM starts to improve. Connection is faster now. And to prevent people from reading what I'm typing my font size is 5. I have a little trouble reading it too, but it's still ok.

Some patients are a little blind. Room 23 (Social Work Service) is just right in front of them but they still can't see it and need to ask me. Patients going to SWC just have to turn 45 degrees to their left and they will see the lift but most of them don't and they have to come and ask me. Again. Oh well, I guess urshering is also part of my job. This wakes me up too. Not a bad thing.

I help people while doing my job. Yesterday an uncle dropped the slip of paper that has his appointment number and I picked it up for him. An auntie wanted me to look after her water bottle so she left it with me for a while. Many many other examples because I'm a kind person. But I'm also a lazy person. The small font is killing me.

I need to go to the toilet now! My clean toilet outside SWC awaits me!

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On Tuesday Singhealth had a pre-departure session for scholars. For the JC (4-year overseas programme) people departure's like 6 months away, so the session was more for the poly people who are leaving for Sydney in about 2 weeks' time for their degree conversion programme. The poly people know each other already so it was difficult to interact a lot with them. Naturally the JC people stuck together. I got to know a future dietician, podiatrist and occupational therapist, all planning to go Queensland. There were many OTs and PTs and some radiation people who came for the session, but I was the only ST there. There was only one dietician and one podiatrist there too. They are sisters and they were talking about how come they don't have short forms. Well, D and P do sound weird. We talked a lot of rubbish during the session. Our conversation included finding a house with a swimming pool, growing our own fruits, having a cow for a pet so that we can have fresh milk, chickens to lay eggs, finding a shuaige who can drive us around Australia... The excitement level rose exponentially. I am happy, really, to know people who are like me, fellow scholars also going to Australia. Makes me feel that I'm not alone. Not that I'm alone in the first place, but still. Yeah, you get what I mean. The session had some ice-breaking games. Wasn't very fun but still ok. Then there were talks. Information you need to know before going to Australia for your studies. The JC people were seated quite comfortably with crossed-legs while the poly people were busily taking notes. Funny. Then there were 2 presentations by returned scholars on their experience in Sydney. Both of them were poly students on the degree conversion programme. Everything about Sydney. That was all. Just one presentation would be enough actually since they talked about roughly the same things!

After that I had dinner with Char at Swensen's at J8. We wanted to eat Gelare for dessert so we went Hougang Mall but stupid me forgot that it has closed down! Subway will be taking its place. Good or bad thing? So we went Xinwang at Heartland mall instead. Super noisy inside. I felt like I was at some coffee shop. But still we chit-chatted till quite late, raising our voices over the din.

On Wednesday I ate Chomp Chomp with IMH people. Will blog about that some other time. Waiting for Yvonne to post pictures...! =)

Yesterday was dinner with Jasly at Delifrance at Chinatown Point. I tried to psycho her to go Queensland. Not that I have already decided, it's just that if she goes QUT I have more reason to go UQ. And we can stay together! Close friends under one roof! That's the most important part of overseas studies yeah? I can't imagine living with people I don't like or barely know. Anyway Jasly made trouble yesterday because the food looks different from the picture in the menu. Jasly wasn't exactly fierce, still quite ok. I think. But maybe it's because I'm used to her. I remember the first day I knew her I thought she was VERY VERY fierce. Hahaha. Back to the story. The manager's attitude was not too good. I was almost worried that a fight might break out. We should have eaten more of the pasta before getting them to change. I only took a few spoonfuls. Can't even remember the taste. But Jasly said it's horrible. Anyway our pasta was changed to steak. I don't like the table. Too low. The seat was uncomfortable. Too little ice lemon tea. The cake was incredibly small but tasted quite ok. The soup wasn't impressive. Maybe Subway would have been a better choice. But we had fun. Talked and laughed a little too loudly. =X

Ahhh... nice to go out with friends. =) More outings to come. More, more and more! Now that I'll soon be unemployed with all the time in the world. But my wallet and POSB card will burn...

PS: THIS IS ONE LONG ENTRY! Hahaha.

11:33 AM;
daydreaming...

Saturday, June 20, 2009
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Going out with a long-time friend recovers memories that lay hidden in my mind - those dormant, far-away memories, like old toys locked in the closet, that wait to be remembered. Peilin is still the close friend that I can speak freely to even though we only see each other a few times each year. Some things just won't fade away with time.

Our lunch. Rotating the table to share food and talking too loudly as if we're in a coffee shop! =X

Thanks for the gift! Don't worry, it works! =)

9:07 PM;
daydreaming...

Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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Outing with IMH peeps at Yishun Northpoint on Sunday! Ate Thai Express and said byebye to Yaoyong and his hair... Good luck in army! =) Outing again after the painful 2/3 weeks and let us see your new $3 haircut!

After that Kitty, Jiaying and I went kbox at AMK and sang until 9pm... It was fun! We wanted to catch a movie but there was nothing nice... Anyway, at kbox Jiaying told me a scary story and she did something that made me think she saw something at the door. So I screamed. Jiaying thought I saw something at the door so she screamed too. Kitty was singing and didn't hear the story but she screamed because we screamed and her handphone and water bottle flew off the seat. So drama! But the chain effect was hilarious!

Because of this boring job at IMH, I'm reading a lot. Just completed Carol Goodman's The Lake of Dead Languages. One of the best thrillers I've ever read! But the horrible thing is while I was at the ending this very serious patient started talking to herself and making animal noises. I was at the climax! She was making so much noise while in this 'conversation' with herself and animals and she even wanted to include me into her 'conversation'! She said "mei nu mei nu mei nu..." continuously but I ignored her and continued reading because I thought she was referring to a passing counseller or whoever. But then she said 'du shen me shu du shen me shu du shen me shu..." (Yes, she talked like that, repeating her words.) and I got a shock. This seriously-ill lady disturbed me while I was at the most exciting part of the book! There were many people there staring at both of us and I couldn't concentrate anymore. Argh! But still the story was great and it got me hooked right from the start. =)

Sigh. I wonder how long I can last sitting outside the MRO. And I'm eating too much. Like really.

7:52 PM;
daydreaming...

Friday, June 12, 2009
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(Simplified) MAP OF AUSTRALIA

If Jasly goes to Flinders, she'll be in Adelaide, which is quite far from Sydney. Sigh. Queensland is even further. Sigh. Australia is so big. Meeting up with her will be difficult. Sigh. I wonder how things will turn out... SIGH.

I like my new birthday shoes. Thank you Rae. =) And I see your primary school in the map. Townsville. HAHAHAHA!!! Ok Rae thinks I'm going nuts working at IMH. I'm laughing over the slightest thing. Really. I'm getting more and more easily amused. And I laughed until I've got a headache. I'm bloated with bryani and mentally drained...

Brida by Paulo Coelho made me yawn about 18 times. Failed attempt to write a magical story. And I really don't think I'd gained a lot from reading this. Still... I finished it. Because I have nothing else to do sitting outside the medical records office.

The heart is such an amazing thing. I can never know what goes inside mine, much less yours. The brain is even more amazing. This jelly at the top of me can hold an unbelievable amount of images and words. Is it the brain that controls the heart? Or the other way round? I'm a Science student, but I know some things in life just cannot be explained using Science. Amazing, amazing.

10:27 PM;
daydreaming...

Sunday, June 7, 2009
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Shopping. Dining.

SPENDING MONEY.

I really am NOT a true 客家人!

But who cares? Really. I need my therapy. To wash out those ugly stains on my heart, to wipe out those weird thoughts in my head. I hate the moments before I fall asleep. The nightmares better be gone. And the sad thing is waking up feels the same as the moments before I fall asleep. Oh, and I got that calf cramp again! OMG. In the middle of my sleep there's this EXCRUCIATING pain (I'm exaggerating but it does feel that way when a cramp jerks you awake from beauty sleep!)! Half-asleep I did my stretching and then I went back to dreamland, without even opening my eyes. It's like a weird dream. But after I woke up there's this dull ache that confirmed that I really did have a cramp while sleeping! It's been a long time since I got my calf cramp! Bad omen!

Saturday was date with Yuanyin. We started off with a good lunch and ended off with a good dinner. In between was SHOPPING all the way. =D

Had Ma Maison for lunch. Ambience and food were not too bad.

After lunch we shopped at Bugis. Tried out the new mall. Then we went over to Vivo. We are fans of nichii?! LOL. So crazy...

We had our dinner at this cafe we picked at random. Shopping made us forget the time, so we were quite late for dinner already. Most of the restaurants or cafes were closing or already closed but luckily we came across this one. We were their last batch of orders! But still the food was good! What luck! =)

White Dog Cafe!

The ice cream's YUMMY!

At the end of everything my shoulders hurt and my legs were about to cramp. Shopping is good work out.

Today I had my clique outing at The Central. =) Long time since I last saw them. There was this Cosplay selection competition going on and it was quite funny to see people walking around in weird costumes. We had great fun eating at Waraku! But the dessert's not good! The biscuits looked lame! Now I'm extremely full. Too bad Peiyee's not here!

I like the Udon.

Clarke Quay's night scene.

Peiyee where are you!?

PS: More photos on my fb. Jasly, xl and bei, go play fb! =D

PS(2): DIET STARTS TOMORROW. (I've been saying this since sec 3.)

11:03 PM;
daydreaming...

Wednesday, June 3, 2009
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I SHALL NOT LEAVE MY STUFF LYING AROUND THE CLINIC.

Ok, I have learnt my lesson. My poor make-up kit almost disappeared from my life. Luckily a nice patient told me it was taken by this playful Indian staff! I wonder if he was being kind and wanted to safeguard it for me or trying to play a prank on me! He's a very funny person. He purposely closed the glass door when I wanted to get out of the clinic, offered to give me a bed and pillow to sleep, and even asked if his trolley needs to be scanned... Anyway, if it was my handphone or wallet gone I wouldn't have been so calm.

I'm getting sick of sitting at the end of the clinic and eating canteen food. All day long I play Facebook and decay. Read and rot. Stare into space, secretly listen to conversations between social workers and patients, open the glass door, ursher... Yeah these are the stuff I do. Terribly boring.

PS: I am a coin.

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Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

I think I like this book best among the three that I'd read. This story is funny, touching and inspirational. The part where Midori played the guitar and sang for Toru at the roof while a fire went on nearby is hilarious! And the part where Toru spent some quiet moments with Midori's dad, and ended with both munching cucumbers, is both funny and heartwarming. But I don't like the endng. I don't understand why Toru must sleep with Reiko. For goodness sake, Naoko just killed herself?! They created their own special funeral for her, played the guitar and dedicated songs to her, and it ended with a probable pregnancy?! One a 20-year-old guy and the other a 39-year-old woman! Insane! All the sex details are getting on my nerves. They do it with whoever they like and wherever they want! Sounds like animals, no? Yeah yeah, I should read books with an open mind...

9:51 PM;
daydreaming...

Tuesday, May 26, 2009
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South of the Border, West of the Sun
by Haruki Murakami

It's like reading a long poem. You find it beautiful, but you can't explain why it's beautiful. The words are simple and easy to understand, but the meaning behind them requires some thinking to decipher and interpret. The rain, the horizon, the snow, the mountains, the streetlights, the buildings, the music, the feelings... Everything seems to cross path with each other, like a spider's web, eventually forming a neat, meaningful pattern, vague by itself, but subtle as a whole. The book creates pieces of jigsaw puzzles for you to play around with, but even if you manage to piece them together, the eventual picture would be one that is hazy and mysterious, like looking at a setting sun through its reflection in the sea. There are many things I don't really understand, like whether or not ashes will turn into rain, whether or not lies can break a person's heart beyond repair such that for the rest of her life she lives in darkness, her soul devoid of emotions, her mind stagnant without thoughts, whether or not love that holds dark secrets can be undying, everlasting, worthy to fill the gap that exists in everyone's life. The thing about hysteria siberiana is so true in all of us. We are the farmers ploughing the land. Everyday we lead our dull, monotonous lives, doing the same work, watching the sun creep its way across the sky, waiting for something to happen. And when nothing does, something dies inside us, and we want to escape. We are all looking for that paradise west of the sun. We don't know what's there, maybe there's nothing there at all, but we want to go there. We want to see for ourselves what lies west of the sun. It's an illness, but I feel its more like a challenge, a change. It's the dream we all hold, secretly, unsurely, or unknowingly, in our hearts. When music plays on a rainy night, when snow blankets the sidewalks and blinds the world with white melancholy, when the river flows towards the sea bringing along with it tears, unfulfilled wishes and a lost life, an unclear, blurry mist covers and shapes a tale so deep and heartwrenching you remember it for a long time. It takes only one mistake to cause a lifetime of misery. But if the hands of the clock could be reversed you would still do it again, because love is a mistake you would gladly do twice. In life there are the 'probablys' that haunt you, killing your mind slowly like poison as you wait and guess, guess and wait. I think Hajime is a sad man, a vase with countless cracks, threatening to fall apart. Sometimes it's difficult to choose. Sometimes you can't choose. Regardless, because life still goes on. All that remains is a desert. And that is precisely why I think he's a sad man.

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I spent 1 night finishing Sputnik Sweetheart, 2 days finishing this. In each book there's something that struck a chord with me: the poor dog in Sputnik that got lost in space, now hysteria siberiana. Such depressing events tend to get stuck in my head for quite some time. Anyway, done with books! Rachel and I finally drank our free coffee! And I hope she likes her present. I think I laughed too much today. I feel quite drained now.

11:02 PM;
daydreaming...

Monday, May 25, 2009
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Her face stained with blood and sweat
Her feet soiled with mud
She stood by the tomb
In which a maiden slept
A wave goodbye to adolescence
A last kiss on silent lips
She abandoned the dead
But pretty face
It was time for lighted candles
Time to move on

XIEN! My dear. I know you're going to OI me. But I know also that you know I love you and I can tell you anything. Thank you for being such a sweet friend.

The pasta was cool! I like. And I think both of you are cool too for planning such a nice dinner for me. Ashley and Sheldon should stop bullying my Jasmine!

I ate Swensen's with my family. Quite hilarious to see my parents bombarding the stressed waiter with questions. And my korkor had to do a lot of explaining too. What a scene!

Thanks to all those who smsed me or wrote on my wall...

Thanks to Xuenan, the friend I love most. I really really really miss her and I have so much to tell her... :(

Thanks to Char... The song, it was really touching. And the extremely spontaneous Angels and Demons movie date wasn't that impressive! I wonder why! Was it the air-con, the cinema, or just me? But still... thanks to your LEADERSHIP I had a fun night! I await your return!

The candlelight danced the night away
Celebrating not in death
But in the dawn of a glorious new day...

9:27 PM;
daydreaming...