I'm surfing for air tickets and hostel. I really got the urge to just book now and to go for the trip in mid January. I'm trying hard to be objective here because typhoons are common during that period of time. How long can I stay objective?
To book or not to book?
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Tracing Back
I really feel like booking an air ticket to re-visit this particular country and trace the routes we walked, the places we visited, the food we ate, the public transport we took and the feelings we felt.
Maybe by doing so, I can find the closure I need to allow me to move on.
Maybe by doing so, I can find the closure I need to allow me to move on.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Too late.
I'm starting to regret but there's no turning back. I can only pick up the pieces and remain strong so that I can continue to progress in life.
Note: I feel even more sad after listening to 五月天 - 最重要的小事
Note: I feel even more sad after listening to 五月天 - 最重要的小事
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Fat Blob
As the day to my departure is drawing near, I am spending more time traveling and eating around Singapore when I should be doing more appropriate tasks like buying air tickets and packing my luggage.
For the past few days, (apart from the time spent gaming) I have been behaving like a tourist in my own country, exploring places that I have never/rarely been to, and savouring local delights. I have been eating food such as Bo Bo Cha Cha, Kaya Toast (fyi kaya is not widely available abroad and I had several failed attempts trying to make kaya. They always end up as some extremely sweet and pandan tasting omellete), Tea Eggs aka 茶叶蛋, roasted duck with roasted meat and char siew in chicken rice 烧鸭烧肉叉烧油饭 (darn sinful)，dim sum etc etc. I am so gonna undergo a metamorphosis and become a fat blob.
And I think the situation is gonna be even worse when I return to Singapore for holidays. I heard from my friend that one is capable of putting on 8kg in an academic semester while residing in Australia because the food portion is really huge. Hmms ... I'm so gonna be a big ball of fats when I return for holidays!
For the past few days, (apart from the time spent gaming) I have been behaving like a tourist in my own country, exploring places that I have never/rarely been to, and savouring local delights. I have been eating food such as Bo Bo Cha Cha, Kaya Toast (fyi kaya is not widely available abroad and I had several failed attempts trying to make kaya. They always end up as some extremely sweet and pandan tasting omellete), Tea Eggs aka 茶叶蛋, roasted duck with roasted meat and char siew in chicken rice 烧鸭烧肉叉烧油饭 (darn sinful)，dim sum etc etc. I am so gonna undergo a metamorphosis and become a fat blob.
And I think the situation is gonna be even worse when I return to Singapore for holidays. I heard from my friend that one is capable of putting on 8kg in an academic semester while residing in Australia because the food portion is really huge. Hmms ... I'm so gonna be a big ball of fats when I return for holidays!
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Wonderful Day
Today is a happy day for me. The happiest day in i-don't-know-how-long. I did many things that I had wanted to do but was either too busy or procrastinating.
Finally, after more than two decades of my life, I flew a kite for the very first time. Thinking that $38 was a rather reasonable price, I bought one of the biggest kite being sold in the shop, only to find out that the price does not include the string. In the end, I had to pay an additional $13 so that I can control my kite. =.='
I was lucky to have my kite up and flying on my first attempt, especially when I witness how other kite flyers experienced difficulties in flying their kites. I was really proud to see my kite flying up high and standing out from the rest.
For a moment, as I stared at the kite, I felt as though I was the owner of a Japanese restaurant selling food like Takoyaki, as my kite was in the shape of a fish that is commonly hung outside Japanese restaurants. Hahs.
When we were packing up to leave, I saw three kites flying above the sky garden at Marina IR. I was filled with envy and wished I could fly a kite at the sky garden too! It was upon closer scrutinisation did I realise that they were parachuters performing for the NDP rehearsal. *woops*
Then, came an announcement from the management of Marina Barrage. Visitors are told to ceased any kite flying activities as they might affect the certain performances (like low flying aircraft) that is ongoing NDP rehearsal at Padang. Thankfully we kept the kite earlier than most people. Otherwise, I can forsee the string of my kite being entangled with many others.
Subsequently, we went over to Resorts World for the very first time. We even visited Universal Studio and had fun. The only part I dislike was the lack of sign posts. When we first entered the building, we had problems finding our way around. It was only through some exploring did we managed to find the intended destination. Lesson learnt: When in doubt, always follow the crowd. Hahs.
All in all, the day was fun-filled and it ended earlier than I had expected. Not that I'm complaining, but I guess we were all tired as we started the day early and it was fully packed with activties.
I'm glad that I managed to complete some of the things on my wish list before I leave for Australia. I hope by doing so, I can alleviate some of the home-sickness I may experience when I'm alone in in kangaroo land; by thinking and reminising the wonderful times I had.
P.S: If you happen to read my blog, I will like to thank you for ferrying me around, planning and spending an entire day with me. I had an enjoyable time =)
Finally, after more than two decades of my life, I flew a kite for the very first time. Thinking that $38 was a rather reasonable price, I bought one of the biggest kite being sold in the shop, only to find out that the price does not include the string. In the end, I had to pay an additional $13 so that I can control my kite. =.='
I was lucky to have my kite up and flying on my first attempt, especially when I witness how other kite flyers experienced difficulties in flying their kites. I was really proud to see my kite flying up high and standing out from the rest.
For a moment, as I stared at the kite, I felt as though I was the owner of a Japanese restaurant selling food like Takoyaki, as my kite was in the shape of a fish that is commonly hung outside Japanese restaurants. Hahs.
When we were packing up to leave, I saw three kites flying above the sky garden at Marina IR. I was filled with envy and wished I could fly a kite at the sky garden too! It was upon closer scrutinisation did I realise that they were parachuters performing for the NDP rehearsal. *woops*
Then, came an announcement from the management of Marina Barrage. Visitors are told to ceased any kite flying activities as they might affect the certain performances (like low flying aircraft) that is ongoing NDP rehearsal at Padang. Thankfully we kept the kite earlier than most people. Otherwise, I can forsee the string of my kite being entangled with many others.
Subsequently, we went over to Resorts World for the very first time. We even visited Universal Studio and had fun. The only part I dislike was the lack of sign posts. When we first entered the building, we had problems finding our way around. It was only through some exploring did we managed to find the intended destination. Lesson learnt: When in doubt, always follow the crowd. Hahs.
All in all, the day was fun-filled and it ended earlier than I had expected. Not that I'm complaining, but I guess we were all tired as we started the day early and it was fully packed with activties.
I'm glad that I managed to complete some of the things on my wish list before I leave for Australia. I hope by doing so, I can alleviate some of the home-sickness I may experience when I'm alone in in kangaroo land; by thinking and reminising the wonderful times I had.
P.S: If you happen to read my blog, I will like to thank you for ferrying me around, planning and spending an entire day with me. I had an enjoyable time =)
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Books
I think it will be good to consolidate the books that I have read, are reading and plan to read. Gives me a rough idea if I am reading sufficiently and erm, keep track on the books I have purchased. *grins sheepishly*
Books that I have Read
How Starbucks saved my life
(I seriously can't remember most of them. I gotta go ransack my storage boxes and bookshelves)
Books that I am Reading
Poorly Made in China
三十六计
Books that I plan to Read
孙子兵法
Foods that Harm, Foods that Heal
Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul
The Doctor's Book of Home Remedies
Diagnostic and Statistical Manual IV (DSM-TR-IV)
Textbooks that I have (somewhat) Read
Books that I have Read
How Starbucks saved my life
(I seriously can't remember most of them. I gotta go ransack my storage boxes and bookshelves)
Books that I am Reading
Poorly Made in China
三十六计
Books that I plan to Read
孙子兵法
Foods that Harm, Foods that Heal
Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul
The Doctor's Book of Home Remedies
Diagnostic and Statistical Manual IV (DSM-TR-IV)
Textbooks that I have (somewhat) Read
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Instincts
Call it a girls/lady's instincts or sixth sense. I was right to trust it. It rarely lets me down. The only times it let me down was when I decide to be objective and critical, using my supposedly intelligence to make decisions.
Thus, like my mum used to say, always trust a girl's instincts.
Thus, like my mum used to say, always trust a girl's instincts.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Drunk and Suicide
When approaching the carpark below my block, my father's car was hindered by a taxi which blocked our entrance. He called out for my sister who came to help me unload the luggages. Through the wind screen, I could see that they had a rather intense conversation and I was clueless (and very curious) about what was happening.
My father decided to check it out and he gestured for me to walk towards him. Then, I realised a lady who dressed like an OL (Office Lady), half sitting and half lying on the floor of the carpark. She spoke incoherently, looked aimlessly into the space and was full of tears. Her breath smelled of Whiskey. It was obvious she was drunk. Not exactly dead drunk, as she managed to direct the taxi driver back to her house and paid him the cab fare.
The taxi driver had asked my sister for help. He wanted to help the lady up on her feet but was afraid that his act of kindness will be misunderstood and subsequently being accused of outraging her modesty. Thus, he asked my sister for help. However, my sister was rather petite in size and the lady was reluctant to stand up; she used all her might and force herself to sit down on the floor. With the help of my mother and another passerby (a rather well toned young lady in her twenties), we managed to help her up on her feet and walked/dragged her in to the void deck of my block.
We had no idea where she stayed and she was unwilling to go home. She kept mumbling the following sentences repetitively "Don't call my mummy", "I don't wanna go home", "Who are you", "Don't let my mother know". During this span of time, attempted to sit down several times, cried really miserably and she tripped over her 3 inches high heel shoes. The other kind Samaritan wanted to remove her shoes for the drunk lady for fear of falling down and sustaining any injuries, but she was kind of sober enough to say "I want to wear my shoes" and insisted on doing so.
Despite her being in a state of drunkard, she held on extremely tightly onto her handbag and handphone. We had no idea where she stayed and she certainly does not look like a familiar face in this estate. For a moment, we wondered if she was heading to the right direction/house. I had wanted to call her family members but she did not want to hand over her phone. In the end, I managed to unzip her handbag and take out her wallet to look for her IC. She is a new resident who has just moved in to our block of flats. I rushed up to her unit, pressing the doorbell and knocking on door consecutively and continuously. I was afraid that her family members will be reluctant to open the door for fear of danger.
Thankfully, after a minute or two her mother opened the door and I told her exactly what happened. She told me to help keep an eye on her daughter while she went back home to change and grab her personal items. Meanwhile, my sister and father went to unload the luggages from the car, which was parked in an awkward position. My mother and the kind Samaritan continued to hold onto the drunk lady.
When her mother saw her drunk daughter, she hurried over to help her up and with my help, walked her daughter back to their unit. In the lift, she did not show any signs of negative expression such as reprimanding, nagging or sighing. I wondered if she was used to such situations. She asked with great concern if she was injured, comforted her and told her not to cry. I told her mother to watch out for any injuries that she might sustained after she alighted from the taxi; she knocked her head against the lift, fell hard on the ground, fell from her heels etc. The girl looked really depressed or maybe even disheartened about something. After sending them back to their doorstep, I wondered how they were coping.
When my parents went down to feed the stray cats two hours later, they saw an ambulance downstairs and the paramedic went up the lift for a good 20 minutes. Out came a lady on the stretcher with her wrist wrapped thickly with gauze and bandages. It seems like the lady had slitted her wrists and in an attempt to commit suicide. That lady was the very same lady we helped two hours ago. She probably put up a struggle to be treated/saved by the paramedics, which explained why the paramedics spent 20 minutes trying to get her onto the ambulance even though she lived on the lower levels. (20 minutes is rather long given the fact that paramedics work rather quickly and efficiently based on previous experiences where I get to witness them rescuing people at traffic accidents). Her mother held onto her tightly while running beside the stretcher as the paramedics pushed it quickly towards the ambulance. She did not stop crying and wailing during this period of time. My parents said it sounds really saddening.
My heart really sank when I heard the siren of the ambulance. I was really worried about her and how her mother would cope, especially when it seems like they are the only ones living in that house. I had the impression that they "相依为命", meaning they only have each other for companion and love in life.
I wonder if I will end up like this one day.
If something similar happens to my love ones, what should I do? How shall I cope?
My father decided to check it out and he gestured for me to walk towards him. Then, I realised a lady who dressed like an OL (Office Lady), half sitting and half lying on the floor of the carpark. She spoke incoherently, looked aimlessly into the space and was full of tears. Her breath smelled of Whiskey. It was obvious she was drunk. Not exactly dead drunk, as she managed to direct the taxi driver back to her house and paid him the cab fare.
The taxi driver had asked my sister for help. He wanted to help the lady up on her feet but was afraid that his act of kindness will be misunderstood and subsequently being accused of outraging her modesty. Thus, he asked my sister for help. However, my sister was rather petite in size and the lady was reluctant to stand up; she used all her might and force herself to sit down on the floor. With the help of my mother and another passerby (a rather well toned young lady in her twenties), we managed to help her up on her feet and walked/dragged her in to the void deck of my block.
We had no idea where she stayed and she was unwilling to go home. She kept mumbling the following sentences repetitively "Don't call my mummy", "I don't wanna go home", "Who are you", "Don't let my mother know". During this span of time, attempted to sit down several times, cried really miserably and she tripped over her 3 inches high heel shoes. The other kind Samaritan wanted to remove her shoes for the drunk lady for fear of falling down and sustaining any injuries, but she was kind of sober enough to say "I want to wear my shoes" and insisted on doing so.
Despite her being in a state of drunkard, she held on extremely tightly onto her handbag and handphone. We had no idea where she stayed and she certainly does not look like a familiar face in this estate. For a moment, we wondered if she was heading to the right direction/house. I had wanted to call her family members but she did not want to hand over her phone. In the end, I managed to unzip her handbag and take out her wallet to look for her IC. She is a new resident who has just moved in to our block of flats. I rushed up to her unit, pressing the doorbell and knocking on door consecutively and continuously. I was afraid that her family members will be reluctant to open the door for fear of danger.
Thankfully, after a minute or two her mother opened the door and I told her exactly what happened. She told me to help keep an eye on her daughter while she went back home to change and grab her personal items. Meanwhile, my sister and father went to unload the luggages from the car, which was parked in an awkward position. My mother and the kind Samaritan continued to hold onto the drunk lady.
When her mother saw her drunk daughter, she hurried over to help her up and with my help, walked her daughter back to their unit. In the lift, she did not show any signs of negative expression such as reprimanding, nagging or sighing. I wondered if she was used to such situations. She asked with great concern if she was injured, comforted her and told her not to cry. I told her mother to watch out for any injuries that she might sustained after she alighted from the taxi; she knocked her head against the lift, fell hard on the ground, fell from her heels etc. The girl looked really depressed or maybe even disheartened about something. After sending them back to their doorstep, I wondered how they were coping.
When my parents went down to feed the stray cats two hours later, they saw an ambulance downstairs and the paramedic went up the lift for a good 20 minutes. Out came a lady on the stretcher with her wrist wrapped thickly with gauze and bandages. It seems like the lady had slitted her wrists and in an attempt to commit suicide. That lady was the very same lady we helped two hours ago. She probably put up a struggle to be treated/saved by the paramedics, which explained why the paramedics spent 20 minutes trying to get her onto the ambulance even though she lived on the lower levels. (20 minutes is rather long given the fact that paramedics work rather quickly and efficiently based on previous experiences where I get to witness them rescuing people at traffic accidents). Her mother held onto her tightly while running beside the stretcher as the paramedics pushed it quickly towards the ambulance. She did not stop crying and wailing during this period of time. My parents said it sounds really saddening.
My heart really sank when I heard the siren of the ambulance. I was really worried about her and how her mother would cope, especially when it seems like they are the only ones living in that house. I had the impression that they "相依为命", meaning they only have each other for companion and love in life.
I wonder if I will end up like this one day.
If something similar happens to my love ones, what should I do? How shall I cope?
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Sewing
I have a sudden urge to sew but I can't sew for nuts. I used to do extremely badly in home economics because I can't sew. Even the teacher gave up teaching me how to operate the sewing machine. This is despite the fact that I used to grow up in a place filled with industrial sewing machines.
Sighs.
I wanna start on several DIY sewing projects, like cute bunny finger puppets and especially the one on dog leash.
Can someone teach me how to sew?
Sighs.
I wanna start on several DIY sewing projects, like cute bunny finger puppets and especially the one on dog leash.
Can someone teach me how to sew?
Thursday, May 6, 2010
《长歌行》
出自汉乐府《长歌行》
青青园中葵，朝露待日唏。
阳春布德泽，万物生光辉。
常恐秋节至，焜黄华叶衰。
百川东到海,何时复西归。
少壮不努力,老大徒伤悲。
That's the reason why I'm pushing myself so hard at times. I do not want to regret not working hard should I fail to achieve my life aims and goals. I finally have a deeper understanding of this (imo) meaningful statement which my teachers and parents have been trying to teach/tell/explain/educate/drill into my head since I was in primary school.
Now, it serves as a motivation for me to work harder. Afterall, you are supposed to reap what you sow.
青青园中葵，朝露待日唏。
阳春布德泽，万物生光辉。
常恐秋节至，焜黄华叶衰。
百川东到海,何时复西归。
少壮不努力,老大徒伤悲。
That's the reason why I'm pushing myself so hard at times. I do not want to regret not working hard should I fail to achieve my life aims and goals. I finally have a deeper understanding of this (imo) meaningful statement which my teachers and parents have been trying to teach/tell/explain/educate/drill into my head since I was in primary school.
Now, it serves as a motivation for me to work harder. Afterall, you are supposed to reap what you sow.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Another year has passed
People have evolved, things have changed. However, one thing still remains; I'm still as lost, unsure and indecisive as ever.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Mathematical Equation in Life
I heard this inspiring story over the radio and thought I should share it with you guys.
Kindly work out the following mathematical equation before scrolling down to the second half of this post
1) 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1
2) (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1)
3) (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 )
If you do notice, all the above questions are multiplied by itself, for 10 times.
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Answers
1) 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 = 1
2) (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) = 2.59 (2 dec. places)
3) (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) = 0.35 (2 dec. places)
The reason why I asked you to work out the maths question is:
If you were to put in 0.1 more effort/diligence than the previous time you did in working towards your goal, by the 10th time, you will be 2.59 times nearer to your goal that you previously were.
However, if you decide to slack a little and reduce the amount of effort/diligence by 0.1 in working towards your goal, by the 10th time, you will regress to 0.35.
If you decide to maintain the amount of effort/diligence, you will always remain stagnant without moving any closer (or further) towards your goal.
That 0.1 (10%) may not seem much of a difference; Just slack put in a little less effort today and slack 10% more than yesterday or Work a little harder today and put in 10% more efforts than yesterday but in the long run, it does make a significant difference.
The difference between 2.59 and 0.35 is 2.24. Can you imagine how much you regress/lose out by slacking that wee bit of 0.1 (10%) each day, when you can maximise your potential and far exceed where you are today by 2.59 times (259%)?
I hope this will inspire you (as it did for myself) by working a little harder today than you did yesterday, everyday.
Kindly work out the following mathematical equation before scrolling down to the second half of this post
1) 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1
2) (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1)
3) (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 )
If you do notice, all the above questions are multiplied by itself, for 10 times.
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Answers
1) 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 x 1 = 1
2) (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) x (1 + 0.1) = 2.59 (2 dec. places)
3) (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) x (1 - 0.1 ) = 0.35 (2 dec. places)
The reason why I asked you to work out the maths question is:
If you were to put in 0.1 more effort/diligence than the previous time you did in working towards your goal, by the 10th time, you will be 2.59 times nearer to your goal that you previously were.
However, if you decide to slack a little and reduce the amount of effort/diligence by 0.1 in working towards your goal, by the 10th time, you will regress to 0.35.
If you decide to maintain the amount of effort/diligence, you will always remain stagnant without moving any closer (or further) towards your goal.
That 0.1 (10%) may not seem much of a difference; Just slack put in a little less effort today and slack 10% more than yesterday or Work a little harder today and put in 10% more efforts than yesterday but in the long run, it does make a significant difference.
The difference between 2.59 and 0.35 is 2.24. Can you imagine how much you regress/lose out by slacking that wee bit of 0.1 (10%) each day, when you can maximise your potential and far exceed where you are today by 2.59 times (259%)?
I hope this will inspire you (as it did for myself) by working a little harder today than you did yesterday, everyday.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Very Sick but Blogging and Tweeting
I know I should be sleep cause it's 3.30am and I'm very sick but I just can't sleep because I've been running in and out of the toilet! I just came out from the toilet 5 mins ago and had diarrheaed for the 9th time.
During the time spent in toilet, my iPod touch became my best friend in the toilet. *sheepish grin* I started downloading more applications and found a couple of nice games. I also realised that you shouldn't play games that are too exciting when you are trying to poo. It just makes the process harder. *embarassed*
On a side note, I created an account with twitter account a long time, before it was the 'in' thing in Singapore.
*runs to toilet for the 10th time*
Ok, I'm back. As I was saying, I didn't exactly know what Twitter and its functions because very people around me Tweet. I had the impression that it was like facebook's status update, minus all the applications that it has. Thus, my twitter collected cobwebs for a couple of years.
It was sometime last year that I realised Twitter was meant for micro-blogging and since the hype about it caught on, I thought maybe I should start tweet-ing. Then, I realised something. I can't remember what was my login ID, which emailed I used and what was the password I created. I've created many permutations trying to mix and match the various IDs, emails and passwords. Finally, I found the right combination and I shall learn how to tweet.
Good luck to me, twitter and my poo.
During the time spent in toilet, my iPod touch became my best friend in the toilet. *sheepish grin* I started downloading more applications and found a couple of nice games. I also realised that you shouldn't play games that are too exciting when you are trying to poo. It just makes the process harder. *embarassed*
On a side note, I created an account with twitter account a long time, before it was the 'in' thing in Singapore.
*runs to toilet for the 10th time*
Ok, I'm back. As I was saying, I didn't exactly know what Twitter and its functions because very people around me Tweet. I had the impression that it was like facebook's status update, minus all the applications that it has. Thus, my twitter collected cobwebs for a couple of years.
It was sometime last year that I realised Twitter was meant for micro-blogging and since the hype about it caught on, I thought maybe I should start tweet-ing. Then, I realised something. I can't remember what was my login ID, which emailed I used and what was the password I created. I've created many permutations trying to mix and match the various IDs, emails and passwords. Finally, I found the right combination and I shall learn how to tweet.
Good luck to me, twitter and my poo.
15 April 2010
I have decided that from now on, i will capture a picture of the blogskin and upload it on my blog each time I change a blogskin, so that I can track how often I change my blogskin. On top of that, it also allows me to remember the kind of blog designs I have.
It's a shame I didn't manage to catch a screenshot of my previous blogskin before creating this new one.
Previously, I used to use blogskins that are readily available, thus there was little room for personalisation. With the new add-on featuress that blogger has, it's much easier for me to create a blog design which I like. Moreover, I can customise part, if not the entire blog design (which I rarely do because I'm laking the technical skills).
Anyone keen to teaching more about photoshop or fireworks, so that I can fully utilise these programmes? I will like to have these programmes to hog my hard disk space for a good reason.
It's a shame I didn't manage to catch a screenshot of my previous blogskin before creating this new one.
Previously, I used to use blogskins that are readily available, thus there was little room for personalisation. With the new add-on featuress that blogger has, it's much easier for me to create a blog design which I like. Moreover, I can customise part, if not the entire blog design (which I rarely do because I'm laking the technical skills).
Anyone keen to teaching more about photoshop or fireworks, so that I can fully utilise these programmes? I will like to have these programmes to hog my hard disk space for a good reason.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Still Sick
My fever has subsided in the afternoon, only to return again now. And my worse fears have come true; I'm having symptoms of stomach flu (like persistent stomach ache, lot of gas in the stomach and diarrhea) and my mum is having fever on top of stomach flu.
My mum finally went to the doctor after umpteen times of vomiting and diarrhea over a span of three days and the doctor warned her that if the symptoms still persist, she will have to be rushed to the A&E, due to the possible complications.
My father is having stomach flu too. Even Sugar is having diarrhea!
I hope this will not turn into a epidemic at home.
My mum finally went to the doctor after umpteen times of vomiting and diarrhea over a span of three days and the doctor warned her that if the symptoms still persist, she will have to be rushed to the A&E, due to the possible complications.
My father is having stomach flu too. Even Sugar is having diarrhea!
I hope this will not turn into a epidemic at home.
Being Sick
It feels sucky to have a fever, much worse when I had to drive with achy joints, 'nua' limps, and a heavy head. The wet roads and water vapour on the windscreen weren't helping at all. At some point in time, I had wanted to give up driving and flag for a cab instead. That was how terrible I felt.
Last week when I went for my first dental review after my wisdom teeth extraction (cum surgery), the dentist discovered that my gums were inflamed. I hope I'm having fever because of some flu virus and not because the wound in my gums are infected. If the latter is true, it will be very tricky to treat the condition.
On hindsight, I realised that the last time when I went for May Day's concert, I was running a fever. Now that I'm watching their concert in a few day's time, I'm starting to run a fever too! Hmms ... May Day's concert seems to have a negative correlation with my health condition! Hahs
Jokes aside, I'm not the only sickly at home; my mum is down with stomach flu. I hope we will recover soon, so that we can decrease the chances of passing the virus to someone else at home. It will be extremely disastrous if my entire family is sick, or worse still, if there's cross contamination. Blame it on our weak constitutions!
Wish us luck.
Last week when I went for my first dental review after my wisdom teeth extraction (cum surgery), the dentist discovered that my gums were inflamed. I hope I'm having fever because of some flu virus and not because the wound in my gums are infected. If the latter is true, it will be very tricky to treat the condition.
On hindsight, I realised that the last time when I went for May Day's concert, I was running a fever. Now that I'm watching their concert in a few day's time, I'm starting to run a fever too! Hmms ... May Day's concert seems to have a negative correlation with my health condition! Hahs
Jokes aside, I'm not the only sickly at home; my mum is down with stomach flu. I hope we will recover soon, so that we can decrease the chances of passing the virus to someone else at home. It will be extremely disastrous if my entire family is sick, or worse still, if there's cross contamination. Blame it on our weak constitutions!
Wish us luck.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Time to Wake Up
Sometimes I wish I can give you a tight slap across your face to wake you up from your senses.
No, I'm not stereotyping you or being biase. Neither does it involve prejudice.
Yes, I'm being judgmental but only in view of what you have done and not my impression of who you are as a person.
Just how many more lessons do you want to go through before you learn to be sensible? Haven't you gone through enough?
No, I'm not stereotyping you or being biase. Neither does it involve prejudice.
Yes, I'm being judgmental but only in view of what you have done and not my impression of who you are as a person.
Just how many more lessons do you want to go through before you learn to be sensible? Haven't you gone through enough?
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Parking Fines
Yesterday, I got 2 parking fines in a span of 12 hours. The best or rather the worst thing was, on both occasions, I DID display parking coupons!
The first time, the darm coupons were covered with a non-slip map and I was fined for "not displaying coupons". That was $30. Half a day later, I was delayed unexpectedly and was fined for "expired coupons". That was an additional $20 and the summon ticket was issued right before my eyes. How lucky could I be!
Now, I'm $50 poorer despite the painstaking efforts to save. What luck! Zzz.
The first time, the darm coupons were covered with a non-slip map and I was fined for "not displaying coupons". That was $30. Half a day later, I was delayed unexpectedly and was fined for "expired coupons". That was an additional $20 and the summon ticket was issued right before my eyes. How lucky could I be!
Now, I'm $50 poorer despite the painstaking efforts to save. What luck! Zzz.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Wisdom Teeth Extraction
I just realise how irregular I blog. I know I rarely blog but didn't know how bad the extent was until I went to look at my archives. It's really a challenge to maintain two blogs on top of my busy schedule. I shall make it a point to blog more regularly. It really helps to keep track of the things I do when my memory fails me frequently.
Just to update a little, I finally extract my wisdom teeth last Wednesday (31st April 2010)! After much procrastination, I decided that I am sick of diligently digging flossing my teeth to get rid of food that is stuck in between, and I have to do this after every meal (or at times, after snacking) as it gets really uncomfortable food resting on my gums.
While other people I've spoken to, felt that the wisdom surgery was manageable, I thought that it was rather disgusting. It doesn't help that I was once a dental assitant/nurse and I get to witness how wisdom teeth surgeries are performed. Even though I felt the whole procedure was rather gruesome and bloody, I never once cringed while assisting in surgeries. However, it's a different story when you are the patient, especially one who has seen and know how it's being carried out. Even though I was blindfolded, I could picture what was happening to me and that caused the fear factor to increase 10 folds!
To make matters worse, I chose to extract ALL my wisdom teeth at one shot. While most people who extract all wisdom teeth at one sitting will choose to undergo GA (General Anaesthesia), I was under LA (Local Anaesthesia), meaning I was awake throughout the entire procedure and was aware of what was going on. Thankfully, X-ray scans have shown that I was borned with only 3 wisdom teeth. Bad news was, I had to undergo surgery to remove 2 of them. The 3rd tooth could be extracted normally.
And I seriously suspect that the dentist did not inject sufficient anaesthesia, even after I told him that it hurts when he 'tested' the numbness of my gums by pinching it with a tweezer-like tool. I thought he would inject more anaesethesia to numb my gums/flesh/nerves but he proceeded with the surgery without increasing the dosage. Halfway through the surgery, it hurt so badly that I had to tell him so. Only then did he injected my gums with a wee bit more anaesthesia. However, there was little effect as he continued with the surgery immediately instead of letting the anaesthesia 'settle in'. Sad case.
After the surgery, I shopped around Metro (at Paragon) for a nice cap, so that I can walk out of Paragon (where my dental clinic is located) onto Orchard Road with half my face covered. Hopefully, few people will notice me and my badly swollen cheeks. After that, I roamed to Wheelock Place and Ion. It was approximately 3 hours later, when the anaesthesia started wearing off that I felt like dying. I regretted not getting home earlier to rest and numb my swollen cheeks with ice pack.
Since then, there were two the mini paus on my cheeks. Anyway, to all who will like to loose weight, extracting your wisdom teeth might be a good way. I've lost approximately 2 kg in the past week, since my diet mainly comprises of soup, porridge, mashed potato and ice-cream. All of them are in uber small portion because there's a limit to how wide my mouth could open and how frequent I could open it. When I chew too much or open and close my mouth too frequently, there will be this nagging ache/pain at my cheeks/jaws. Sighs.
Till today, my face still looks like a pau, a 小笼汤包.
My stithces are due to be removed this evening. Hope everything will be fine. I can't wait to resume my normal diet.
Just to update a little, I finally extract my wisdom teeth last Wednesday (31st April 2010)! After much procrastination, I decided that I am sick of diligently
While other people I've spoken to, felt that the wisdom surgery was manageable, I thought that it was rather disgusting. It doesn't help that I was once a dental assitant/nurse and I get to witness how wisdom teeth surgeries are performed. Even though I felt the whole procedure was rather gruesome and bloody, I never once cringed while assisting in surgeries. However, it's a different story when you are the patient, especially one who has seen and know how it's being carried out. Even though I was blindfolded, I could picture what was happening to me and that caused the fear factor to increase 10 folds!
To make matters worse, I chose to extract ALL my wisdom teeth at one shot. While most people who extract all wisdom teeth at one sitting will choose to undergo GA (General Anaesthesia), I was under LA (Local Anaesthesia), meaning I was awake throughout the entire procedure and was aware of what was going on. Thankfully, X-ray scans have shown that I was borned with only 3 wisdom teeth. Bad news was, I had to undergo surgery to remove 2 of them. The 3rd tooth could be extracted normally.
And I seriously suspect that the dentist did not inject sufficient anaesthesia, even after I told him that it hurts when he 'tested' the numbness of my gums by pinching it with a tweezer-like tool. I thought he would inject more anaesethesia to numb my gums/flesh/nerves but he proceeded with the surgery without increasing the dosage. Halfway through the surgery, it hurt so badly that I had to tell him so. Only then did he injected my gums with a wee bit more anaesthesia. However, there was little effect as he continued with the surgery immediately instead of letting the anaesthesia 'settle in'. Sad case.
After the surgery, I shopped around Metro (at Paragon) for a nice cap, so that I can walk out of Paragon (where my dental clinic is located) onto Orchard Road with half my face covered. Hopefully, few people will notice me and my badly swollen cheeks. After that, I roamed to Wheelock Place and Ion. It was approximately 3 hours later, when the anaesthesia started wearing off that I felt like dying. I regretted not getting home earlier to rest and numb my swollen cheeks with ice pack.
Since then, there were two the mini paus on my cheeks. Anyway, to all who will like to loose weight, extracting your wisdom teeth might be a good way. I've lost approximately 2 kg in the past week, since my diet mainly comprises of soup, porridge, mashed potato and ice-cream. All of them are in uber small portion because there's a limit to how wide my mouth could open and how frequent I could open it. When I chew too much or open and close my mouth too frequently, there will be this nagging ache/pain at my cheeks/jaws. Sighs.
Till today, my face still looks like a pau, a 小笼汤包.
My stithces are due to be removed this evening. Hope everything will be fine. I can't wait to resume my normal diet.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Miserable Life
The last 48 hours was horrendous ... so bad that i only have memory from yesterday onwards ... To simplify everything,
11am Go to bed
2pm Wake up
2.30pm Ate a muffin
3pm to 5pm Tuition
6pm Lunch
6.30pm to 3am Write report, do research, do presentation
3.05am Trying to stay awake while driving home
3.30am Reached home
4.13am (now) Eat Dinner
Prediction of how my next few hours will be like
8am Wake up
8.30am Speed to school
9.00am Rushing to get presentation done
3.30pm Doctor's appointment
n my miserable life goes on ... When will can I harvest after putting in so much shit?
11am Go to bed
2pm Wake up
2.30pm Ate a muffin
3pm to 5pm Tuition
6pm Lunch
6.30pm to 3am Write report, do research, do presentation
3.05am Trying to stay awake while driving home
3.30am Reached home
4.13am (now) Eat Dinner
Prediction of how my next few hours will be like
8am Wake up
8.30am Speed to school
9.00am Rushing to get presentation done
3.30pm Doctor's appointment
n my miserable life goes on ... When will can I harvest after putting in so much shit?
Monday, January 4, 2010
Aims/Goals on 2010
Pardon my messiness cause my thoughts were pretty random. Excuse the spelling error and cause I didn't want to correct the typos cause I didn't want the paper to be tarnished by traces of correction tape.
There were some amendments that I made on fireworks to make the entire thing neater ... so pardon that patch on the right ...
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