after the first 'wat a weekend' i've had in like 2 months...
i was dealt with a 'wat a week!!!!!!' immediately after
-_-
hence my neglect of this blog...
apologies to my loyal readers :)
monday started with my pagers ringing every hour with at least 2 new patients, coming to a grand total of 14 new patients in one day.
yes, one-four
that's the number of new patients i get in one week usually
-_-
and add that number to my high priority patients, coming to a grand total of 22 patients
yes, two-two
even a senior super duper experienced PT cannot see that many patients in one day lor
-_-
luckily, my mentor was such a nice person :)
she helped me see like 8 patients...
so i rushed through the remaining 14
the unusually high load continues through the week...
and it was only yesterday and today that i actually din need help...
and so, the week ends with me feeling ohmygodsotired!!!!
but, i am SO EXCITED!!
in 25 mins time, i will be heaving my 5kg backpack and meeting my colleagues to climb mount ophir.
ooh yeah...
the much-anticipated-quads-nearly-died-while-training trip!!
and this week was so busy cos the trip as well...
apart from feeling exhausted after work, still have to make sure all the things i need are here, and that i get packed...
though i did pack last night, only to weigh the bag and realise it's a whopping 8kg!
so, have to repack using my brother's field pack
and of course with captain guay's help, i manage to shrink the weight down to 5kg :)
had a shower and now feeling fresh and very sleepy...
but also can feel the adrenaline in me...
part of me really wish i can prove everyone wrong..
get up to the summit and go 'ah? like that only ah?'
but the realistic part of me know that i will probably be the one going 'omg, can we please rest again!?'
-_-
nonetheless...
i am definitely looking forward to it...
and also trying to mentally prepare myself for sore quads and butt on monday..
which happen to be salsa day O_o
oh well...fingers cross...
and it's time to get ready to go..
if u dun see any update of this blog in the next week...
please send the police to hunt for me/my body in mount ophir
O_o
wat a weekend...
as i commented to my friends in the car ride home at 5.30am this morning
'this weekend is like intensive pre-departure gatherings. as if to make up for all the years we didn't meet up'
(i was still groggy from being woken up at 5.15am..but i think that's what i said)
jf is leaving for melbourne today to do his phd
yes, PhD!!!
omg...he's gonna be doctor tan in 3.5 years...
okie, anyway, cos wp also just arrived back from sweden last weekend...
this weekend was like a 'goodbye jf welcome home wp' thing.
started off with dinner with almost the whole CS kakis gang at plaza singapura...
actually, it started off with the guys being late and me being early (the usual practice if u are wondering...these guys just have a teensy problem with punctuality for some reasons i cannot fathom...pl was late too, but she works at boon lay, so that's acceptable. but anyway....)
oh, and i forgot my handphone so even though jf was on time, he couldn't contact me. that's my fault :
then cos i came straight from work, i was s.t.a.r.v.i.n.g. and developed gastric pains :(
so, the weekend started off with pre-dinner makan at swensen's...
followed by yummy dinner at crystal jade (the porridge there is fantastic...)
after that, 6 of us went to kbox at cineleisure
yes, my first kbox visit in singapore! yay!
but...it was kinda disappointing cos only 4 of us were singing...
and then, after like just over an hour, 3 of them left..leaving edwin, wp and me there to sing -_-
cold blankets...
but...we still try to have fun lah...
esp wp and edwin who decided to try and sing F.I.R. songs and then ended up almost screeching *muahahaha*
i, on the other hand, was feeling abit lost without my gals singing jay's songs with me :(
ahh, the whole room to the 3 of us...ktv never felt so comfy before
dun they look happy? actually they are really amused cos they are trying to sing a F.I.R. song and is having trouble hitting the key :P
and friday night/sat morning ended at 2+ am with the 3 of us taking NR8 home to BB. concusse the whole way home...reach home and concuss immediately...need to get enough sleep for sat's activities!
woke up at 9am on sat morning...while getting ready to meet wp and edwin at BB MRT, got a sms from wp that the time to meet has changed to a later time. well...at least he bothers to sms and let us know lah :P
so, finally met and made our way to clementi to meet pl...then jf drove us all to eugene's house for lunch. got there early and spent like 1.5h in eugene's room (oh yes, he has cable tv in his ROOM...what luxury...) watching amazing race 9 and EPL goals (the guys are the usual man-U+soccer fanatics...pl and i were like *ZZzzzzzz*), and also drinking home-made chinchow. it was yummy and cooling...and then, it was lunch time...
many thanks to eugene's mum and maid for yummy nasi kuning lunch
home-cooked nasi kuning *yummy* and it was really spicy...good thing we had cooling chinchow to wash it all down :D
the view from eugene's living room. he can see the NDP fireworks from his windows!
these 4 guys din even know i was right behind them taking pics. such is the power of the game they were playing *shrugs shoulder*
shhh..do not disturb them... actually, nothing could disturb them...
pl and i feeling kinda extra just sitting there and watching tv (and feeling kinda sian and sleepy) -_-
pl and i fell asleep soon after. through the night/morning, i would occasionally rouse from my sleep and hear the 'bang bang shing shang boom' coming from the guys' comps, and their 'oh no i'm dead! have to wait for 1.5 mins!! quick quick, what's wp/edwin/jf/errol doing?!'...
unfortunately, i still fail to appreciate the beauty of the game :
at about 5.15 am, i vaguely heard jf saying 'good morning'. i woke up to the unfamiliar silence as the guys have finished their game and is packing up. and so, pl and i washed up and got a lift home from edwin. came come, flopped on to bed and concussed till 10.30am...
right now, gonna just laze around until time to meet wp later to go to airport to send jf off.
sadness starting to shroud me...
i hate separations...
sigh...
and i hate the fact that the weekend is now coming to an end...
wonder if i can still salsa tmr with such an aching bum *grimace*
ooh...i need a spa retreat!
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back from the airport...
after leaving and returning via changi airport for the last 4 years...
u would think i am numb to the barrage of emotions associated with the airport...
but, i am not...
the departure hall remains as the place of sadness...
of separation and tears
the arrival hall remains as the place of happiness...
of reunion and laughter...
and though i am used to friends leaving and returning...
i can't help but feel the same as i did 2 years ago...
when the guys started leaving melbourne for their exchange elsewhere...
watching jf walked through the doors and intermittently turning back to wave goodbye...
i was reminded of the emotional scene i was caught in back when i was in sec 2
and one of the NCC seniors was leaving singapore to study in australia...
everyone was crying...except me...
at that time, i thought i was stronger...so i didn't shed any tears...
then i realise...
that the tears represent the sadness...
when the tears dry, the sadness diminishes...
but when i hold it all inside...
the tears accumulated within...till the gates open and the flood begins...
so i am not stronger...
i am just...less able to express my feelings? *shrugs shoulders*
but of course, no one cried today...
and though i am sad and sighing away...
i know i won't shed any tears...
because i've learnt that every reunion comes with the potential of a separation...
and with every separation, the next reunion becomes even more precious :
no one knows when will be the next time this group of people are gonna get together for a photo again :
to jf: good luck with ur PhD studies. will miss you and see you on msn! :)
as i commented to my friends in the car ride home at 5.30am this morning
'this weekend is like intensive pre-departure gatherings. as if to make up for all the years we didn't meet up'
(i was still groggy from being woken up at 5.15am..but i think that's what i said)
jf is leaving for melbourne today to do his phd
yes, PhD!!!
omg...he's gonna be doctor tan in 3.5 years...
okie, anyway, cos wp also just arrived back from sweden last weekend...
this weekend was like a 'goodbye jf welcome home wp' thing.
started off with dinner with almost the whole CS kakis gang at plaza singapura...
actually, it started off with the guys being late and me being early (the usual practice if u are wondering...these guys just have a teensy problem with punctuality for some reasons i cannot fathom...pl was late too, but she works at boon lay, so that's acceptable. but anyway....)
oh, and i forgot my handphone so even though jf was on time, he couldn't contact me. that's my fault :
then cos i came straight from work, i was s.t.a.r.v.i.n.g. and developed gastric pains :(
so, the weekend started off with pre-dinner makan at swensen's...
followed by yummy dinner at crystal jade (the porridge there is fantastic...)
after that, 6 of us went to kbox at cineleisure
yes, my first kbox visit in singapore! yay!
but...it was kinda disappointing cos only 4 of us were singing...
and then, after like just over an hour, 3 of them left..leaving edwin, wp and me there to sing -_-
cold blankets...
but...we still try to have fun lah...
esp wp and edwin who decided to try and sing F.I.R. songs and then ended up almost screeching *muahahaha*
i, on the other hand, was feeling abit lost without my gals singing jay's songs with me :(
ahh, the whole room to the 3 of us...ktv never felt so comfy before
dun they look happy? actually they are really amused cos they are trying to sing a F.I.R. song and is having trouble hitting the key :P
and friday night/sat morning ended at 2+ am with the 3 of us taking NR8 home to BB. concusse the whole way home...reach home and concuss immediately...need to get enough sleep for sat's activities!
woke up at 9am on sat morning...while getting ready to meet wp and edwin at BB MRT, got a sms from wp that the time to meet has changed to a later time. well...at least he bothers to sms and let us know lah :P
so, finally met and made our way to clementi to meet pl...then jf drove us all to eugene's house for lunch. got there early and spent like 1.5h in eugene's room (oh yes, he has cable tv in his ROOM...what luxury...) watching amazing race 9 and EPL goals (the guys are the usual man-U+soccer fanatics...pl and i were like *ZZzzzzzz*), and also drinking home-made chinchow. it was yummy and cooling...and then, it was lunch time...
many thanks to eugene's mum and maid for yummy nasi kuning lunch
home-cooked nasi kuning *yummy* and it was really spicy...good thing we had cooling chinchow to wash it all down :D
the view from eugene's living room. he can see the NDP fireworks from his windows!
so, after lunch, we set off to east coast park for some good'ol cycling and rollerblading. there were 7 of us, but there were 3 cars...dun ask me why...
and so, yesterday marks the first time i actually seriously learn how to rollerblade. the stats? okie, bladed for about 2 hours, fell down 7 times (all landing on my left bum) including 3 down-slope and 1 down a hump and 1 where i ended up sitting on edwin's rear bike tyre. -_-
my left bum feels so bruised now...good thing i am not osteopenic, if not, i'll be in the hospital now with my left leg in a SLT for L)#NOF *sigh* but, i had fun despite all the falls. it's like when i went ski-ing. falling down was part of the fun...i guess -_-
of course, with all of us together, a group shot is a must...
i personally love this pic. i think we all look very sporty and fit (ermm...pictures dun always tell the truth mah :)
so, after 2 'gruelling' hours on blades, i was officially knackered and in pain. and so, we split up after that. ended up with jf, wp and me heading off to BB nature park (ermm..just for fun lah). then we found out that the 'lake' there is home to some freshwater lobster/crayfish thingie. jf is now determined to go there and catch some to cook the next time he is back in sg for vacation :P after that, headed off to bukit timah market for dinner. cai tow kuey with sugarcane juice *yyyuummmm*
headed home after that...showered, rest and then, off to meet edwin, wp and pl for the night time gathering at jf's place...
well, it was actually more comp game night for the guys. some new game which jf got all the guys hooked on *shrugs shoulder* so, while the four guys are playing game on 4 laptops and in 2 separate rooms, pl and i lounged in front of the tv watching 'someone like u' and being amused by the guys oblivion to what's happening out of the comp screen...
these 4 guys din even know i was right behind them taking pics. such is the power of the game they were playing *shrugs shoulder*
shhh..do not disturb them... actually, nothing could disturb them...
pl and i feeling kinda extra just sitting there and watching tv (and feeling kinda sian and sleepy) -_-
pl and i fell asleep soon after. through the night/morning, i would occasionally rouse from my sleep and hear the 'bang bang shing shang boom' coming from the guys' comps, and their 'oh no i'm dead! have to wait for 1.5 mins!! quick quick, what's wp/edwin/jf/errol doing?!'...
unfortunately, i still fail to appreciate the beauty of the game :
at about 5.15 am, i vaguely heard jf saying 'good morning'. i woke up to the unfamiliar silence as the guys have finished their game and is packing up. and so, pl and i washed up and got a lift home from edwin. came come, flopped on to bed and concussed till 10.30am...
right now, gonna just laze around until time to meet wp later to go to airport to send jf off.
sadness starting to shroud me...
i hate separations...
sigh...
and i hate the fact that the weekend is now coming to an end...
wonder if i can still salsa tmr with such an aching bum *grimace*
ooh...i need a spa retreat!
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back from the airport...
after leaving and returning via changi airport for the last 4 years...
u would think i am numb to the barrage of emotions associated with the airport...
but, i am not...
the departure hall remains as the place of sadness...
of separation and tears
the arrival hall remains as the place of happiness...
of reunion and laughter...
and though i am used to friends leaving and returning...
i can't help but feel the same as i did 2 years ago...
when the guys started leaving melbourne for their exchange elsewhere...
watching jf walked through the doors and intermittently turning back to wave goodbye...
i was reminded of the emotional scene i was caught in back when i was in sec 2
and one of the NCC seniors was leaving singapore to study in australia...
everyone was crying...except me...
at that time, i thought i was stronger...so i didn't shed any tears...
then i realise...
that the tears represent the sadness...
when the tears dry, the sadness diminishes...
but when i hold it all inside...
the tears accumulated within...till the gates open and the flood begins...
so i am not stronger...
i am just...less able to express my feelings? *shrugs shoulders*
but of course, no one cried today...
and though i am sad and sighing away...
i know i won't shed any tears...
because i've learnt that every reunion comes with the potential of a separation...
and with every separation, the next reunion becomes even more precious :
no one knows when will be the next time this group of people are gonna get together for a photo again :
to jf: good luck with ur PhD studies. will miss you and see you on msn! :)
in some corner of my mind, i suddenly remember something germ said to me about one year ago...right after we both broke up with our ex-es
"i won't get kissed again till i am like 40 years old lor..."
few weeks later...she got attached -_-
one year plus later, i am still single *sob*
and now, i am thinking...whether her 'prophecy' is gonna end up being my destiny...
except maybe..need to change 40 to like 80...
i'm sad...
"i won't get kissed again till i am like 40 years old lor..."
few weeks later...she got attached -_-
one year plus later, i am still single *sob*
and now, i am thinking...whether her 'prophecy' is gonna end up being my destiny...
except maybe..need to change 40 to like 80...
i'm sad...
so i thot this week is gonna zoom past before my eyes....
well, cos usually when there's something to look forward to, time flies a teensy bit faster yeah?
and i still keep that hope alive, wondering when will time accelerate and bring me to the weekend...
but today...
a little bit of my hope died...
a little bit of my energy leaked...
and like a balloon slowly losing air...
i feel deflated..
*ppffftttt*
it's something to do with anticipation
and then getting disillusioned...
in the most obvious form of fact that one has to learn to face...
as a well-meaning colleagues (well, more like well-meaning colleagues) and many well-meaning friends emphasised and re-emphasised the one point i hate to know, but have to know...
and as once again, i embark on the journey of detangling myself from my barrage of emotions and attachments...
the enthusiasm i started with is draining rapidly...
now as i sit here...
completely flaccid in my lower limbs after the usual stair climbing ex...
nursing an effused left knee which is throbbing and aching..
and nursing a migraine which feels like someone is trying to tear the left half of my brain out..
i wonder...
whether i can actually do it...
the anger i built up is slowly losing its fire...
just mere glowing embers barely able to radiate any warmth...
as i walked away from that place and into the elevator...
i had to remind myself the same fact that's been repeated to me over and over again...
and as i stepped back into the physio office...
i have to admit to myself...
that it ain't gonna happen...
this will remain with me for as long as i live (or as long as i dun become demented)...
forgetting it is not an option...
but i will keep trying..
to lock it up and stuff it to the back of my mind...
just so that even though it will haunt me for a long long time...
at least...
it'll partially contained and controlled...
i am officially very sad, very angry, very tired and very very demoralised...
well, cos usually when there's something to look forward to, time flies a teensy bit faster yeah?
and i still keep that hope alive, wondering when will time accelerate and bring me to the weekend...
but today...
a little bit of my hope died...
a little bit of my energy leaked...
and like a balloon slowly losing air...
i feel deflated..
*ppffftttt*
it's something to do with anticipation
and then getting disillusioned...
in the most obvious form of fact that one has to learn to face...
as a well-meaning colleagues (well, more like well-meaning colleagues) and many well-meaning friends emphasised and re-emphasised the one point i hate to know, but have to know...
and as once again, i embark on the journey of detangling myself from my barrage of emotions and attachments...
the enthusiasm i started with is draining rapidly...
now as i sit here...
completely flaccid in my lower limbs after the usual stair climbing ex...
nursing an effused left knee which is throbbing and aching..
and nursing a migraine which feels like someone is trying to tear the left half of my brain out..
i wonder...
whether i can actually do it...
the anger i built up is slowly losing its fire...
just mere glowing embers barely able to radiate any warmth...
as i walked away from that place and into the elevator...
i had to remind myself the same fact that's been repeated to me over and over again...
and as i stepped back into the physio office...
i have to admit to myself...
that it ain't gonna happen...
this will remain with me for as long as i live (or as long as i dun become demented)...
forgetting it is not an option...
but i will keep trying..
to lock it up and stuff it to the back of my mind...
just so that even though it will haunt me for a long long time...
at least...
it'll partially contained and controlled...
i am officially very sad, very angry, very tired and very very demoralised...
a 3-day weekend...
cruelly shortened into 1.5days...
horribly ending in a dinner with parents..
why horrible??
cos mum is complaining about dad who had a black face all the time in korea
and dad still has that black face...
which is pissing me off...
partly cos that black face disappears only in front of his friends...
i seriously have no idea what i have done to have my precious sunday RUINED!!!
and on top of that, mum accusing me of not taking care of her plants!!!
wth...
and to think i wake up earlier every morning to painstakingly ensure every single pot of plant receive adequate hydration
(FYI, my mum has like dozens pots of plants)
i am officially in a very very bad mood...
made worse by the fact that my dad crashed the home comp and mum is nagging me to fix it so she can look at the pics taken in korea (using MY digital camera)...
man...
i need to get out of this house for weekends ahead...
one more sunday where i need to put up with such black face+nagging+false accusations will drive me up the wall (and possibly over the window ledge)
argh
can't wait for salsa tmr night...
can't wait for CS reunion this coming friday/sat (actually, dun even know if it's gonna happen...)
can't wait for Ophir trip next coming weekend!!!!
and i think i need another girls' night out soon...
at this very moment,
i am absolutely disgusted+disappointed by the male species...
no matter how old they grow to be...
most of them never grow out of their MCP ways
and some of them are so inconsiderate/insensitive!!!
MEN will be the death of me...
*ARGH!*
cruelly shortened into 1.5days...
horribly ending in a dinner with parents..
why horrible??
cos mum is complaining about dad who had a black face all the time in korea
and dad still has that black face...
which is pissing me off...
partly cos that black face disappears only in front of his friends...
i seriously have no idea what i have done to have my precious sunday RUINED!!!
and on top of that, mum accusing me of not taking care of her plants!!!
wth...
and to think i wake up earlier every morning to painstakingly ensure every single pot of plant receive adequate hydration
(FYI, my mum has like dozens pots of plants)
i am officially in a very very bad mood...
made worse by the fact that my dad crashed the home comp and mum is nagging me to fix it so she can look at the pics taken in korea (using MY digital camera)...
man...
i need to get out of this house for weekends ahead...
one more sunday where i need to put up with such black face+nagging+false accusations will drive me up the wall (and possibly over the window ledge)
argh
can't wait for salsa tmr night...
can't wait for CS reunion this coming friday/sat (actually, dun even know if it's gonna happen...)
can't wait for Ophir trip next coming weekend!!!!
and i think i need another girls' night out soon...
at this very moment,
i am absolutely disgusted+disappointed by the male species...
no matter how old they grow to be...
most of them never grow out of their MCP ways
and some of them are so inconsiderate/insensitive!!!
MEN will be the death of me...
*ARGH!*
sat is 3/4 gone...
here in the office with a colleague who's doing research for her presentation...
and strangely enough, i have NO urge watsoever to go home
probably cos parent coming back tonight...
therefore, i'll lose the freedom i had for the past week
and so, the two of us are now sitting side-by-side
MSN-ing in the office...
*wuahaha*
but i am enjoying this quiet companionship...
took this test (http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3) which my friend sent me via msn
and...
my dating persona is...
The Sonnet
Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDf)
Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed?
Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring & careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance.
Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so.
haha...so i guess i should make guys do an IQ test before i date them huh? :P
but, as my colleague said, most people dun wanna date someone dumber than them...
then again...
if both guy and gal wants the other party to be smarter than them, one of them have to end up being dumber right?
oh well...
dumber or not...
dating is scary lah...
at least...to me it is..
to the other single gals i know...
they have lotsa fun dating...
cos for them...
dating is like a game...
which unfortunately i dun seem to know the rules of...
here in the office with a colleague who's doing research for her presentation...
and strangely enough, i have NO urge watsoever to go home
probably cos parent coming back tonight...
therefore, i'll lose the freedom i had for the past week
and so, the two of us are now sitting side-by-side
MSN-ing in the office...
*wuahaha*
but i am enjoying this quiet companionship...
took this test (http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3) which my friend sent me via msn
and...
my dating persona is...
The Sonnet
Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDf)
Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed?
Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring & careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance.
Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so.
haha...so i guess i should make guys do an IQ test before i date them huh? :P
but, as my colleague said, most people dun wanna date someone dumber than them...
then again...
if both guy and gal wants the other party to be smarter than them, one of them have to end up being dumber right?
oh well...
dumber or not...
dating is scary lah...
at least...to me it is..
to the other single gals i know...
they have lotsa fun dating...
cos for them...
dating is like a game...
which unfortunately i dun seem to know the rules of...
first time working on a public holiday...
only half day...
the great part, is that i get to take taxi there and back...
cutting the travelling time from 1.75 hours to and fro..
down to less than one hour...
i need a car! think of the number of precious sleeping hours i'll get if i have a car...
*day dreaming
today is also like the first time i see ortho patients since my traumatising block at TNH
and, it was kinda hard trying to remember what exercises to do with the patients...
but, it was okie..
cos most of them are day 1 postop...in too much pain
and so, half my day was gone working...
came back home, cooked lunch...had lunch...
and then took a nap...mopped floor, did laundry..
and now, sitting here and feeling the effect of gravity on my eyelids...
this is what 4 weeks of bad sleep does to me...
i seriously need good quality sleep..
before my body start to respond by falling sick...
too much time spent tossing and turning...
too much time spent staring at the ceiling and wondering...thinking...pondering...
and...holding back those tears...
i will not cry...or so i tell myself...but those tears keep coming...
and they keep falling...
it's been too long...
and...this morning...for some weird reasons...
i realised that the most painful sound in the world..
is the sound of hopes being dashed...
so soft...so quiet...that the only person who hears it...is myself...
heavy rain pouring, harmonised by JC's singing
我不要再想，我不要再想。我不，我不，我不要再想你。
lulling me to a deep sleep...
filled with fretful dreams...
and images of the past...of the happy times i've lost
i woke up to the sound of rain drops pattering against my windows...
to the voice of Jolin singing
别问你的痛，要怎么解脱。多情的人注定伤得比较久。
and as i stare at the water streaming down the window panes...
i felt it once again...
that familiar ache..
that constant thought swirling in my head...
that slow, tickly feeling of my tears streaming down my cheeks...
now the rain has stopped...
the tears has stopped...
but the ache remains...the thought still occupying every corner of my mind...
as i wonder again and again...
if i'll ever get used to that 'longest' distance between us
or...
if that distance will ever be diminished...
only half day...
the great part, is that i get to take taxi there and back...
cutting the travelling time from 1.75 hours to and fro..
down to less than one hour...
i need a car! think of the number of precious sleeping hours i'll get if i have a car...
*day dreaming
today is also like the first time i see ortho patients since my traumatising block at TNH
and, it was kinda hard trying to remember what exercises to do with the patients...
but, it was okie..
cos most of them are day 1 postop...in too much pain
and so, half my day was gone working...
came back home, cooked lunch...had lunch...
and then took a nap...mopped floor, did laundry..
and now, sitting here and feeling the effect of gravity on my eyelids...
this is what 4 weeks of bad sleep does to me...
i seriously need good quality sleep..
before my body start to respond by falling sick...
too much time spent tossing and turning...
too much time spent staring at the ceiling and wondering...thinking...pondering...
and...holding back those tears...
i will not cry...or so i tell myself...but those tears keep coming...
and they keep falling...
it's been too long...
and...this morning...for some weird reasons...
i realised that the most painful sound in the world..
is the sound of hopes being dashed...
so soft...so quiet...that the only person who hears it...is myself...
heavy rain pouring, harmonised by JC's singing
我不要再想，我不要再想。我不，我不，我不要再想你。
lulling me to a deep sleep...
filled with fretful dreams...
and images of the past...of the happy times i've lost
i woke up to the sound of rain drops pattering against my windows...
to the voice of Jolin singing
别问你的痛，要怎么解脱。多情的人注定伤得比较久。
and as i stare at the water streaming down the window panes...
i felt it once again...
that familiar ache..
that constant thought swirling in my head...
that slow, tickly feeling of my tears streaming down my cheeks...
now the rain has stopped...
the tears has stopped...
but the ache remains...the thought still occupying every corner of my mind...
as i wonder again and again...
if i'll ever get used to that 'longest' distance between us
or...
if that distance will ever be diminished...
sunday...
long week ahead...
2nd on call on friday...
working on sat...
no mummy to cook dinner...
gotta take care of mummy's fishes and plants...
ssssiiiigggghhhh...
wallowing in self pity is addictive...
and i am hopelessly addicted to the sighing and whinging...
somehow, it just seems easier to go 'sigh' then 'haha'
hmmm...
been indulging in self-sayanging activities...
which include spending quite a sum of money on myself...
and end up regretting it...
argh...
*yawn* feeling sleepy after lunch...
which was my fav mac&cheese ala gretel...
something which i invented when i was in melbourne...
and i am probably the only person in the world who likes it...
oh well, will be cooking for myself for this week...
so i'll get to cook all the food i like to eat for myself *grin*
salsa tmr night!
looking forward to monday nights now...
makes monday that little bit easier to endure...
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part of me wondering if i should shut down this blog...
this blog is kinda getting...boring
i guess i can change the template...
or maybe, just start a completely new blog...
to signify a new start?
i dunno...kinda in the part of life when things are just not the way i hope for them to be...
yet also clueless abt how to get my life back on track...
now kinda just shuffling along and trying to find my way around...
and this blog...seems to be kinda holding me locked to my past...
but deleting it...will be such a waste, isn't it?
once again..i'm confused...
so many pieces of advice...
but i just dunno where to put them in my life..
abit like these advice are pieces of another puzzle...
and no matter how much i try and fit them into my own jumbled life...
it just doesn't click in place...
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craving for ice cream...again
long week ahead...
2nd on call on friday...
working on sat...
no mummy to cook dinner...
gotta take care of mummy's fishes and plants...
ssssiiiigggghhhh...
wallowing in self pity is addictive...
and i am hopelessly addicted to the sighing and whinging...
somehow, it just seems easier to go 'sigh' then 'haha'
hmmm...
been indulging in self-sayanging activities...
which include spending quite a sum of money on myself...
and end up regretting it...
argh...
*yawn* feeling sleepy after lunch...
which was my fav mac&cheese ala gretel...
something which i invented when i was in melbourne...
and i am probably the only person in the world who likes it...
oh well, will be cooking for myself for this week...
so i'll get to cook all the food i like to eat for myself *grin*
salsa tmr night!
looking forward to monday nights now...
makes monday that little bit easier to endure...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
part of me wondering if i should shut down this blog...
this blog is kinda getting...boring
i guess i can change the template...
or maybe, just start a completely new blog...
to signify a new start?
i dunno...kinda in the part of life when things are just not the way i hope for them to be...
yet also clueless abt how to get my life back on track...
now kinda just shuffling along and trying to find my way around...
and this blog...seems to be kinda holding me locked to my past...
but deleting it...will be such a waste, isn't it?
once again..i'm confused...
so many pieces of advice...
but i just dunno where to put them in my life..
abit like these advice are pieces of another puzzle...
and no matter how much i try and fit them into my own jumbled life...
it just doesn't click in place...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
craving for ice cream...again
there's something about lazing on my bed reading that makes me happy. i have no idea why that happens...but somehow, i feel contented just propped on pillows and bolster with a book in my hand. (okie..trashy novel..watever...)
but now...
that feeling of contentment is fading away, even though i really enjoyed the novel. it was trashy, but good-trashy. the romantic-comedy kind that makes me laugh and also go 'aaawwww' and wish that it will happen to me. and for this particular book, the ending will be a dream come true for me, if it does happen to me. which is why i am feeling like crap now, because unfortunately, my life happens in reality,not in fiction.
weekend ahead...
as usual, nothing is planned. but for once, i am glad. partly cos this week had been a really bad week for me at work...well, at least i think it was bad...my colleagues feel that i dunno how to handle stress. anyway, been really overwhelmed at work...and also, personal life is in quite a mess. many moments of tearswellingupbutcannotcry. so many times,i find myself zoning out while doing chest physio for my patients. i mean, there's only so much u need to concentrate on while percussing somebody...so leaves alot of remaining concentration to zone out and let the mind wander...and everytime i zone out, i find myself thinking about the same issues over and over and over and over...and it's just so hard to try and appear chirpy at work so that people won't think i am some psycho who cannot remember how to smile. many times,i find myself wondering why am i pretending to be someone i am not...and everytime, i just give up trying ot find the answer...because to most, it's not called pretending, it's called 'normal social behaviour'.
people like to hang around happy people...so, be happy and u get people hanging around with u!
but...what if i dun want 'people' to hang around with me? cos, social idiot that i am , i get uncomfortable. perhaps...what i am looking for...is a 'somebody' who i can share my life with. *hhhmmm* no, i am not talking about a life-partner. more like...someone whom i feel comfortable enough to talk to about the stuff that is really bothering me. sure, i talk to my colleagues about stuff...but, those are probably the superficial complaints i have...maybe to cover up for the deeper troubles within? i dunno...just feeling very loaded at the moment...too many things happening and as usual, having trouble trying to figure out what and when to do stuff.
perhaps...
i ask for too much? or i am just way too impatient...not too sure what the problem is. just a deep-seated mind-gnawing unease inside. like i am looking for something...someone...but i just can't find it...
or maybe, i did find it...but somehow, i lost it..
i've been starting on my 'i'm never gonna find a boyfriend' whines again...
and of course, i get the usual 'dun be silly' 'u are still young' blah blah blah responses. but, to be really serious, i dun see how i can ever find someone. i know i am way too passive...kinda like waiting for him to drop into my lap and solve the problem. and, yes, maybe the answer is to change and be active...but, let me quote a very old saying 江山易改，本性难移。i dunno how many people have actually successfully changed themselves from passive to active...or succesfully mould themselves from active to passive and back to active. at the moment, i am as active as an extinct volcano...and in a way, i like being passive anyway. though i do whine alot about not being asked out blah blah blah...i guess i din know that in order to whine, u have to be prepared to change whatever u are whining about. i mean...more often that not, people are just whining for the sake of whining...to vent out the fustrations and let off some steam...correct? so yeah, i whine...to make myself feel better...but, i honestly dun have the energy, nor the courage, to try and change anything. besides, i did try the active approach a few times...always get rejected. so, i am sick of getting rejected...
therefore...
my life now is just a waiting game...every moment of the day, i am waiting for something to happen...it is probably gonna be a long long game...and ultimately, i do doubt i will even have the ending i wished for...
it's ironic that i have the name of a fairytale character, yet my life is nowhere close to being a fairytale at all...
but now...
that feeling of contentment is fading away, even though i really enjoyed the novel. it was trashy, but good-trashy. the romantic-comedy kind that makes me laugh and also go 'aaawwww' and wish that it will happen to me. and for this particular book, the ending will be a dream come true for me, if it does happen to me. which is why i am feeling like crap now, because unfortunately, my life happens in reality,not in fiction.
weekend ahead...
as usual, nothing is planned. but for once, i am glad. partly cos this week had been a really bad week for me at work...well, at least i think it was bad...my colleagues feel that i dunno how to handle stress. anyway, been really overwhelmed at work...and also, personal life is in quite a mess. many moments of tearswellingupbutcannotcry. so many times,i find myself zoning out while doing chest physio for my patients. i mean, there's only so much u need to concentrate on while percussing somebody...so leaves alot of remaining concentration to zone out and let the mind wander...and everytime i zone out, i find myself thinking about the same issues over and over and over and over...and it's just so hard to try and appear chirpy at work so that people won't think i am some psycho who cannot remember how to smile. many times,i find myself wondering why am i pretending to be someone i am not...and everytime, i just give up trying ot find the answer...because to most, it's not called pretending, it's called 'normal social behaviour'.
people like to hang around happy people...so, be happy and u get people hanging around with u!
but...what if i dun want 'people' to hang around with me? cos, social idiot that i am , i get uncomfortable. perhaps...what i am looking for...is a 'somebody' who i can share my life with. *hhhmmm* no, i am not talking about a life-partner. more like...someone whom i feel comfortable enough to talk to about the stuff that is really bothering me. sure, i talk to my colleagues about stuff...but, those are probably the superficial complaints i have...maybe to cover up for the deeper troubles within? i dunno...just feeling very loaded at the moment...too many things happening and as usual, having trouble trying to figure out what and when to do stuff.
perhaps...
i ask for too much? or i am just way too impatient...not too sure what the problem is. just a deep-seated mind-gnawing unease inside. like i am looking for something...someone...but i just can't find it...
or maybe, i did find it...but somehow, i lost it..
i've been starting on my 'i'm never gonna find a boyfriend' whines again...
and of course, i get the usual 'dun be silly' 'u are still young' blah blah blah responses. but, to be really serious, i dun see how i can ever find someone. i know i am way too passive...kinda like waiting for him to drop into my lap and solve the problem. and, yes, maybe the answer is to change and be active...but, let me quote a very old saying 江山易改，本性难移。i dunno how many people have actually successfully changed themselves from passive to active...or succesfully mould themselves from active to passive and back to active. at the moment, i am as active as an extinct volcano...and in a way, i like being passive anyway. though i do whine alot about not being asked out blah blah blah...i guess i din know that in order to whine, u have to be prepared to change whatever u are whining about. i mean...more often that not, people are just whining for the sake of whining...to vent out the fustrations and let off some steam...correct? so yeah, i whine...to make myself feel better...but, i honestly dun have the energy, nor the courage, to try and change anything. besides, i did try the active approach a few times...always get rejected. so, i am sick of getting rejected...
therefore...
my life now is just a waiting game...every moment of the day, i am waiting for something to happen...it is probably gonna be a long long game...and ultimately, i do doubt i will even have the ending i wished for...
it's ironic that i have the name of a fairytale character, yet my life is nowhere close to being a fairytale at all...
i still remember i had so much trouble figuring out the different muscle activities in the leg during the gait cycle...
eccentric quads, concentric plantarflexors, eccentric hamstrings...
initial contact, mid stance, loading response, mid swing...
blah blah blah
*faint*
but i figured i have found the best solution to remember this problem...
if you as unfit as i am...
just go climb up 12 storeys of stairs
2 steps at time..
then descend 2 steps at a time..
then do as many heel raises as you can possibly tolerate...
chances are you will have muscles aches in all major leg muscles the next day...
next,
try walking normally...
oooohhh yeahhhh...
YOU CAN'T
and you will then realise which muscle is screaming in agony with each phase of the gait cycle...
now it's just a simple job of noting down the muscles and voila! you got the muscle activity thingie all figured out...
yes,i am talking crap..
my inflamed quadriceps is probably releasing so much inflammatory mediators that my brain is beginning to not make sense...
not to mention my brain has been sleep deprived...
anyway, i came up with that 'hypothesis' after climbing stairs on tues to train for Ophir
for the last 2 days...
i've been walking weird...
because my quads hurt so darn bad...
i can't do a proper heel strike...end up dragging my feet
i can't do a proper push off...end up walking really slow and with really small steps...
and i was limping alternately to try and off load one leg at a time...
oh,
and when i try and squat down to talk to my patients or help my patients with their exercises
i ended up going 'ah pek *try to squat* aiyoh!!'
my ah peks and ah mas have been asking me 'ah mui ah, ler eh kar tia ah? (is your leg hurting)'
and one of them even put her hand on my shoulder and said 'eh sai bo? (can or not)?'
this must be retribution...
for 'terrorizing' these poor uncles/aunties day in day out...
now i can barely walk properly...
and i dun wanna even begin to describe how weird i look going down steps..
can't wait for the aches to be gone...*groan*
well, at least my PGR(case study) is done and over with *WOOHOO*
this weekend is gonna be SLACK!!!!!!
parents going to korea on sat...
brother going phuket next tues...
going to have the house to myself...
mmm...finally can cook for myself liaoz..
kinda miss cooking for myself...haha...
all the yummy one-person-meals i know back in melb...
baked rice, bee hoon soup, stir fried macaroni, porridge, soup and toast etc etc etc
yummmmmmyyyy...
but right now...
it's going to be rubalotofdeepheatintomyquads time...
and then, it's sleep time!!
hopefully...some good sleep at long last...
all these dreams i am having...
are freaking me out...
and also...
making me sadder..and sadder by the day...
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听不到 - 梁静茹
夜 黑夜 寂寞的夜里
气 生气 对自己生气
软弱的电话 又打给你
想 听你 那边的空气
有 什么 精采的话题
你还是温柔 给我婉转的距离
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么大 为何我要忘你无处逃
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么小 为何我的真心你听不到
会 很会 伪装我自己
你 不该 背我的秘密
沉重都给我 微笑给你
奔 狂奔 空旷的感情
走 暴走 暴走的伤心
透明的叹息 最后还是我的秘密
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么大 为何我要忘你无处逃
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么小 为何我的真心你听不到
听不到 听不到我的执着
扑通扑通一直在跳
直到你有一天能够明了 我做得到我做得到
eccentric quads, concentric plantarflexors, eccentric hamstrings...
initial contact, mid stance, loading response, mid swing...
blah blah blah
*faint*
but i figured i have found the best solution to remember this problem...
if you as unfit as i am...
just go climb up 12 storeys of stairs
2 steps at time..
then descend 2 steps at a time..
then do as many heel raises as you can possibly tolerate...
chances are you will have muscles aches in all major leg muscles the next day...
next,
try walking normally...
oooohhh yeahhhh...
YOU CAN'T
and you will then realise which muscle is screaming in agony with each phase of the gait cycle...
now it's just a simple job of noting down the muscles and voila! you got the muscle activity thingie all figured out...
yes,i am talking crap..
my inflamed quadriceps is probably releasing so much inflammatory mediators that my brain is beginning to not make sense...
not to mention my brain has been sleep deprived...
anyway, i came up with that 'hypothesis' after climbing stairs on tues to train for Ophir
for the last 2 days...
i've been walking weird...
because my quads hurt so darn bad...
i can't do a proper heel strike...end up dragging my feet
i can't do a proper push off...end up walking really slow and with really small steps...
and i was limping alternately to try and off load one leg at a time...
oh,
and when i try and squat down to talk to my patients or help my patients with their exercises
i ended up going 'ah pek *try to squat* aiyoh!!'
my ah peks and ah mas have been asking me 'ah mui ah, ler eh kar tia ah? (is your leg hurting)'
and one of them even put her hand on my shoulder and said 'eh sai bo? (can or not)?'
this must be retribution...
for 'terrorizing' these poor uncles/aunties day in day out...
now i can barely walk properly...
and i dun wanna even begin to describe how weird i look going down steps..
can't wait for the aches to be gone...*groan*
well, at least my PGR(case study) is done and over with *WOOHOO*
this weekend is gonna be SLACK!!!!!!
parents going to korea on sat...
brother going phuket next tues...
going to have the house to myself...
mmm...finally can cook for myself liaoz..
kinda miss cooking for myself...haha...
all the yummy one-person-meals i know back in melb...
baked rice, bee hoon soup, stir fried macaroni, porridge, soup and toast etc etc etc
yummmmmmyyyy...
but right now...
it's going to be rubalotofdeepheatintomyquads time...
and then, it's sleep time!!
hopefully...some good sleep at long last...
all these dreams i am having...
are freaking me out...
and also...
making me sadder..and sadder by the day...
***************************************************
听不到 - 梁静茹
夜 黑夜 寂寞的夜里
气 生气 对自己生气
软弱的电话 又打给你
想 听你 那边的空气
有 什么 精采的话题
你还是温柔 给我婉转的距离
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么大 为何我要忘你无处逃
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么小 为何我的真心你听不到
会 很会 伪装我自己
你 不该 背我的秘密
沉重都给我 微笑给你
奔 狂奔 空旷的感情
走 暴走 暴走的伤心
透明的叹息 最后还是我的秘密
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么大 为何我要忘你无处逃
我的声音在笑 泪在飙
电话那头的你可知道
世界若是那么小 为何我的真心你听不到
听不到 听不到我的执着
扑通扑通一直在跳
直到你有一天能够明了 我做得到我做得到
it's 2004h
and i am still at the physio office...
it's quiet...for once...
and i guess my mentor is right...
it is nice to have the office all to myself...
peaceful..and somehow, calming to my very frazzled nerves...
i must apologise to all those people i've been rude to today
which is quite a few...
especially to carol...
didn't mean to be mean or anything lah...
was kidding..though my tone probably made it sound like i am not..
so sorrie abt that...
i actually think it's sweet of u to be there for ur bunny after it's op...
and also apologies to whoever's toes i stepped on today...
so sorrie...
really didn't mean it...
just finished gathering info for the case study i have to do on thurs...
though i am really exhausted now...
cos just now went for stairclimbing ex to train for Ophir,
i still feel like staying just abit longer to blog...
now my quads are quivering...
and part of me wonders how appropriate it is if i just spend the night here in the physio office...
the way home seems too far...too tedious...
besides...
i like the silence now...
interrupted by the clicking of the keyboard as i typed...
and also the subtle air-conditioning gently puffing cool air...
i can fall asleep right now...right here...
*yawn*
cannot believe it's only tuesday...
cannot believe i only have one more night to work on my presentation...
cannot believe that i can miss someone so much..
cannot believe alot of things in life...
the only thing i believe in..
is that life is a whole spectrum of suckiness...
right now...it's probably the least sucky i feel today...
because at least right now,
i feel peaceful...
but tomorrow..
will bring yet another day of chaos and confusion..
as my frazzled nerves gets more frazzled..
as the stress level rises..
and the endorphin level decreases...
the stress hormones are taking over...
a stroll by the river sounds like a great idea...
anyone on for it?
i guess....everyone already has some plans or another huh...
what's new eh...?
right..time to hit the MRT...
back home to makan dinner and hopefully, get abit more of the presentation done...
then...
it's bedtime...
hopefully tonight..no more dreams that make me feel wonderful asleep..
and terrible when i wake up...
and i am still at the physio office...
it's quiet...for once...
and i guess my mentor is right...
it is nice to have the office all to myself...
peaceful..and somehow, calming to my very frazzled nerves...
i must apologise to all those people i've been rude to today
which is quite a few...
especially to carol...
didn't mean to be mean or anything lah...
was kidding..though my tone probably made it sound like i am not..
so sorrie abt that...
i actually think it's sweet of u to be there for ur bunny after it's op...
and also apologies to whoever's toes i stepped on today...
so sorrie...
really didn't mean it...
just finished gathering info for the case study i have to do on thurs...
though i am really exhausted now...
cos just now went for stairclimbing ex to train for Ophir,
i still feel like staying just abit longer to blog...
now my quads are quivering...
and part of me wonders how appropriate it is if i just spend the night here in the physio office...
the way home seems too far...too tedious...
besides...
i like the silence now...
interrupted by the clicking of the keyboard as i typed...
and also the subtle air-conditioning gently puffing cool air...
i can fall asleep right now...right here...
*yawn*
cannot believe it's only tuesday...
cannot believe i only have one more night to work on my presentation...
cannot believe that i can miss someone so much..
cannot believe alot of things in life...
the only thing i believe in..
is that life is a whole spectrum of suckiness...
right now...it's probably the least sucky i feel today...
because at least right now,
i feel peaceful...
but tomorrow..
will bring yet another day of chaos and confusion..
as my frazzled nerves gets more frazzled..
as the stress level rises..
and the endorphin level decreases...
the stress hormones are taking over...
a stroll by the river sounds like a great idea...
anyone on for it?
i guess....everyone already has some plans or another huh...
what's new eh...?
right..time to hit the MRT...
back home to makan dinner and hopefully, get abit more of the presentation done...
then...
it's bedtime...
hopefully tonight..no more dreams that make me feel wonderful asleep..
and terrible when i wake up...
went for jap buffet today with a friend today...
the kind u can keep ordering from the buffet menu...
and so...
we ordered...
notice the sashimi appeared twice in the pics?
cos to make sure we get the money's worth..
we ordered the expensive stuff as much as we can...
the pics do not show all the yummy stuff we ordered actually...
just a rough idea of how much we ordered...(i dunno the exact names..so please pardon my vague description)
4 chawanmushi
6 pregnant fish
2 tuna belly handrolls
2 tuna belly sushi rolls
4 salmon sushi
8 ebi tempura
6 soft shell crab tempura
4 servings of sashimi ( each serving has about 12-15 slices of tuna, salmon and another fish)
1 soba
1 garlic fried rice
1 serving of bean sprouts
2 fried tofu
2 vanilla ice cream
ermm..i think i got all of it liaoz...not sure if missed anything out..
but anyway...
i am swearing off raw fish for the next 2 weeks...
i probably have enough omega-3 in my blood to last me that long...
and we were so so SO full from the buffet...
i really couldn't eat anymore after that...
the buffet was quite good...
though i think we did overload on the sashimi..
by the time we were eating the last serving...
both of us were just doing the 'dip-chew-swallow' routine...
abit too much lah...
the chawanmushi was really yummy...so was the soft shell crab
such a satisfying lunch..haha...
and i din have to pay a cent!!
MUAHAHAHAHA!
was my friend's treat cos he lost a bet to me *smirk*
though...
to be honest...
i'd really rather lose the bet...
cos...losing the bet will mean i'll have the one thing i've been waiting for the past 1+ week...
*sigh*
oh well...at least i got a yummy lunch out of it...
now i am still quite full...
but was munching on cheese crackers cos mouth itchy...
suddenly craving for instant noodles..
mmm...maybe will cook that later...
gotta work on my case presentation...
can't believe i still have to do case pres!!!!!!!!!!
i thot i got rid of that forever....
ARGH!
now it's back to haunt me...
hopefully my powerpoint skills did not get left behind in melbourne...
but...i am too slack now to do the presentation..haha
leave that to tomorrow...
now just want to slack and nua and read some good trashy novels
a friend of mine lent me a trashy novel...
cos..well, i wanted a trashy novel to cheer me up...
(FYI, ice cream and trashy novels are like prozac for me)
but the book was SO trashy...i had trouble finishing it..
(and i never have trouble finishing trashy novels cos..it's easy reading when it's trashy mah!)
when i did finish it..
i felt 'trashy' lor!
see..there's a diff between trashy-feel-good-novels and trashy-OMGIT'SCRAP-novel
most people dun see the the difference...
but i do...
so, now that i've actually managed to finish the other trashy novel..
shall start on the trashy novels i borrowed from the library today...
time for some 'feel-good' novels to try and elevate my mood...
no ice cream though...
cos i think i need to kick start my diet...
especially after the buffet....
i think my cholesterol must be off the chart now *grimace*
alrighty...
trashy reading time!!
the kind u can keep ordering from the buffet menu...
and so...
we ordered...
notice the sashimi appeared twice in the pics?
cos to make sure we get the money's worth..
we ordered the expensive stuff as much as we can...
the pics do not show all the yummy stuff we ordered actually...
just a rough idea of how much we ordered...(i dunno the exact names..so please pardon my vague description)
4 chawanmushi
6 pregnant fish
2 tuna belly handrolls
2 tuna belly sushi rolls
4 salmon sushi
8 ebi tempura
6 soft shell crab tempura
4 servings of sashimi ( each serving has about 12-15 slices of tuna, salmon and another fish)
1 soba
1 garlic fried rice
1 serving of bean sprouts
2 fried tofu
2 vanilla ice cream
ermm..i think i got all of it liaoz...not sure if missed anything out..
but anyway...
i am swearing off raw fish for the next 2 weeks...
i probably have enough omega-3 in my blood to last me that long...
and we were so so SO full from the buffet...
i really couldn't eat anymore after that...
the buffet was quite good...
though i think we did overload on the sashimi..
by the time we were eating the last serving...
both of us were just doing the 'dip-chew-swallow' routine...
abit too much lah...
the chawanmushi was really yummy...so was the soft shell crab
such a satisfying lunch..haha...
and i din have to pay a cent!!
MUAHAHAHAHA!
was my friend's treat cos he lost a bet to me *smirk*
though...
to be honest...
i'd really rather lose the bet...
cos...losing the bet will mean i'll have the one thing i've been waiting for the past 1+ week...
*sigh*
oh well...at least i got a yummy lunch out of it...
now i am still quite full...
but was munching on cheese crackers cos mouth itchy...
suddenly craving for instant noodles..
mmm...maybe will cook that later...
gotta work on my case presentation...
can't believe i still have to do case pres!!!!!!!!!!
i thot i got rid of that forever....
ARGH!
now it's back to haunt me...
hopefully my powerpoint skills did not get left behind in melbourne...
but...i am too slack now to do the presentation..haha
leave that to tomorrow...
now just want to slack and nua and read some good trashy novels
a friend of mine lent me a trashy novel...
cos..well, i wanted a trashy novel to cheer me up...
(FYI, ice cream and trashy novels are like prozac for me)
but the book was SO trashy...i had trouble finishing it..
(and i never have trouble finishing trashy novels cos..it's easy reading when it's trashy mah!)
when i did finish it..
i felt 'trashy' lor!
see..there's a diff between trashy-feel-good-novels and trashy-OMGIT'SCRAP-novel
most people dun see the the difference...
but i do...
so, now that i've actually managed to finish the other trashy novel..
shall start on the trashy novels i borrowed from the library today...
time for some 'feel-good' novels to try and elevate my mood...
no ice cream though...
cos i think i need to kick start my diet...
especially after the buffet....
i think my cholesterol must be off the chart now *grimace*
alrighty...
trashy reading time!!
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