Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Febuary Evaluation!

Here we go again, another month of 2007 has past by. Thankfully, this month was a breeze and unlike January; I'd faint from the exhaustion otherwise.

Alright, let's get down to it!

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Attachment @ Ward 58!

Wow. It was one hell of an experience, I tell you! Though I have to admit that I didn't really fancy having four Clinical Instructors initially and I hated the ward layout because it was totally different from Ward 42's. Plus, the way the nurses did certain procedures were unlike how we were being taught by those in 42.

To make my attachment even more stressful, I was under two of the stricter Clinical Instructors; CI Wong and CI Lim. My gosh... they followed me everywhere and watched my every move like a hawk! I remember very clearly, on my second day, CI Wong made me take a patient's vital signs. When it came to feeling the patient's pulse, CI Wong was staring at me with such intensity that I couldn't feel anything on the patient's wrist! The only thing I could feel was my own heart pumping against my rib cage!

Scary eh??

So anyway, CI Lim wanted to assess me in my assisted bath technique one fine morning, so I prepared all that I needed and transferred the patient there via commode. Everything went fine; the patient was very cooperative and she didn't try to attempt any stunts at that point of time. But just as I reached out to on the tap, I stepped on a puddle of soapy water and very nearly lost my balance. CI Lim screamed (I didn't scream, she did) and ran halfway across the assisted bathroom to where I was and steadied me.

Yeah, you buggers wanna laugh, by all means, GO AHEAD! I couldn't care less.

Although I didn't fall, seeing CI Lim's very exaggerated actions alone made me feel... kinda touched actually. Hehehe! Moreover, she was always looking for new procedures for me to attempt so that my objectives could be met; removal of dued plug, removal of staples from abdomen region etc.

Well, the other two CIs (Mei & Ramani) were nice to work with as well, despite the atmosphere being damn pressurising when CI Wong's around. CI Mei and Ramani; I could talk to them about anything under the sun! CI Mei likes the yellow ranger!

Now, I'm currently in Ward 64 and in the same room as Nadirah (OH! Thank God!). I'll definately try to hit more objectives this time round and improve on those skills that I've been taught previously. Many thanks to the nurses and PCAs for their guidance and assistance, especially SN Peggy, EN Amy, EN Ding Jia, SN Shu Zhen, PCA Dalvinder, EN Mutha, SN Mong Ling, SN Nas, EN Nizar, EN Azrin, SN Chun Hua, SN Guang Fo, EN Komal and many more lah!

The cards we made for the SNs, ENs and PCAs (erm, those that we like actually!)

GROUP PICTURE with CI Lim and CI Mei

Nad and I say, "Nursing's cool, baby!". Andy nak step cute eh? =p

Once I get that damned camera of mine fixed (which will most probably be this Saturday), I'll post up ALL the pictures that have yet to be posted; lunch treat at Swensen's, last day at Ward 58 and a few pictures of Euan (my 3rd nephew) and I during our family's reunion dinner! HE'S SO ADORABLE!

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New addition to the family!!

It really sucked when I couldn't attend the "Silver Ribbon project" because Clara and Terence were the Masters of Ceremony for that event. Bah! Yes, I'm still sore about it. It sucked even more when everyone else were having fun on the 14th while I had to sit on the couch with a can of coke and mug for bloody medical sociology.

I agree with Sheena on the fact that "Sociology kills!"

But on the 15th (if I'm not mistaken), Janice gave birth to a healthy baby boy! Woohoo! Another nephew!! Well, I've yet to see lil' Aden... and I don't think I will until his first month. I hope he's as chubby as Euan... I simply go weak when I carry chubby babies and see their cheeks wobble as I walk.

That's four nephews for me, and it's definately not stopping there! =)

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CNY 2007!

Honestly speaking, it was kinda boring man. My paternal grandmother decided to go to Shanghai for a vacation during this period which resulted in me having to stay at home for two days straight instead of attending those huge family gatherings we usually have. Now you know how huge a big shot my grandma is? She's overseas and there's no gathering. Power sey!

Needless to say, ang pow collection isn't as huge as the previous years but... who gives a shit? Money doesn't make the world go round (but it would certainly make me happier than I already am if I had more of it).

Erm, I drank a little with Claralicious and Ter-ter (turtle?) just before the eve of CNY. Damn, I'm really in need of training. Just a little Johnny Walker's and I'm a gone-case. Gosh. Help. Oh yah! I invited those two over to my place on the 25th and we had tonnes of fun, didn't we? They came over to play with Teletubbies and dance Tango! Then that evening, Clara's mum invited me over for dinner. Yum! Yum! Yum! I love the prawns... ate more than a dozen of it, I think. Heh~

Miss Licious and I met up with an old pal on CNY eve and we talked about how we're no longer the same as before. Well, we've listed down our differences, our fears, our expectations... it'll be a lie if I say I don't miss the old times because despite it lasting for only a few months, I was really having the time of my life. So, to our old friend, we'll let you go at your own pace this time. And for the record, if you decide not to take us back, I don't blame you. God bless. =)

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And now, for THE BAD:

I bumped into someone I hoped I'd never see again!!!!

A few months back when I was attached to a Renal Ward, I was placed in a room with this patient who is downright irritating lah! We're talking about a patient who would press the call-bell just to ask me to call her son and ask him to buy roti-prata for her. And although she's able to move her upper and lower limbs, she'd rather remain stationary and make us (very busy student nurses) feed her. Somemore ah, feed her got alot of requirements one leh! Break the half-boiled egg and remove the yolk, then spread the egg white on the biscuit, break the biscuit into half and put in her mouth. Then must spread butter on the bread, fold into half and put in her hand because she "cannot see".

Our first day at Ward 64, I was talking to Andy when suddenly Nad exclaimed, "Oh my god!! Kimmi, LOOK!!". I turned to my right and I saw the devil. I thought to myself straightaway, "Mampos lah!!!".

So today, that ~!@#$%^&* was being one hell of an arse, I tell you! She was supposed to go for her dialysis at 12.30pm but the porter was kinda late and she was screaming non-stop that she wanted to go for her dialysis. So for that whole half an hour or so, she was going,"Student nurse, when can Igo for my dialysis?", "Nurse, what time is my dialysis?", "Student nurse, I want my dialysis now!".

Then another patient came back from dialysis and requested for a bedpan. That moron saw PCA Aneetha serving that patient a bedpan and asked me for one.

Patient: Student nurse, can I have a bedpan?

Very annoyed me: But you're going for dialysis soon leh. You want to release bowels or pass urine?

Patient: I don't know. What time is my dialysis? Just take the badpan and put under my bed for me just in case lah

Me: Huh?! Put under your bed? Then other people want to use how?

Patient: Never mind la... just bring it to me please, I beg of you!

Me: *walks away*

- 5 minutes later -

Patient: Student Nurse, I want water with ice. Can help me take?

Me: Cannot drink water anymore. You're on fluid restriction... staff nurse say I cannot give you anymore water

Patient: But I going for dialysis already... please... give me water with ice... please...

Me: Sorry, auntie. You cannot drink anymore water. You drank more than you're supposed to this morning *walks away*

Patient: Where's my bedpan?!

Nad: UNDER YOUR BED!

Patient: Where? I cannot see!

Nad and I: Go under your bed and see lor.

Patient: Nurse, I want water with ice please... please.. I beg of you... Student Nurse, please..

PCA Aneetha: Student nurse all on break!

Patient: Don't bluff... they're all standing there! *points at nurses' station*

PCA Aneetha: Oooohhh, now you can see huh?

ARGH!! Sickening woman. Kena fluid overload but still want to drink and drink and drink non-stop. Early in the morning, when I'm busy serving diets or taking other patients to have their baths, this idiot would call me to her bedside to top up hot water in her glass. Once I bring the glass back, she'll take another glass and ask me to put cold water in it.

Me: Aiyah, auntie... why just now never give me... make me walk to and fro...

Her: I forgot lah. help me put cold water and with plenty of ice. Then after that help me clean my body... I dirty my shirt.

NABEH! Purposely one sia... like to drink water right? Let you drink until you get overloaded!

Nadirah had a very interesting encounter with her as well. Mdm take-a-bedpan-and-put-it-under-my-bed was eating Mee Siam initially. When she was done with that dish, she went on to open her packet of Lontong. She then called Nadirah...

Her: Student nurse, can feed me my lontong?

Nad: Auntie, you can move your hands... try to eat yourself

Her: I cannot. I really cannot see, you know?

Nad: If you can eat your Mee Siam on your own, you can eat your lontong also. I need to do something important now.

We come back into the room a few moments later and she is happily eating on her own. Blardy heow! Want us to manja you until when sia? Forever asking for water, forever asking me to call your son to ask him buy kueh, buy roti-prata, buy plum... forever asking me to wash your plum for you, find your biscuit for you, throw the tissue/cup for you. The disposable bags by your side-rails for what one? Bai swee one ah?! Chicken shit.

We're not the only one's who're annoyed with this female freak. Other patients have even gone to the extend of asking her to shut up and be considerate towards others. I mean, with her going "Student nurse, student nurse" every 5 minutes or so, who wouldn't get irritated?! And if you guys wanna laugh at something, read this:

*Nad and I were bitching about her at the sink area when we heard,'Student nurse... student nurse!' Nad zhao lang so I went over to see what that auntie wanted this time round. But for some reason, she was asleep. So who was the one that called for "help"? And then I heard the voice again. I turned around and this cute malay patient called out, "Student nurse, student nurse!"

Me: Yes, auntie?

Cute auntie: Oh, nothing. I was just following the woman. Student nurse, student nurse!

Hint: You can start laughing your asses off like, NOW!

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There you have it. The one and only bad thing that Febuary has to offer. Gawd! And I still gotta tahan her until the end of the week cause she'll only be discharged on Friday. But at the rate that she's asking for water, I highly doubt she'll be discharged that soon.

Feb went by pretty well. Now the pressure is on for March. I'm sure I'll enjoy it, considering I'll be on vacation. Hahahaha!

Night ya'll!

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Party time!! (I wish...)

Exams may be over but there's still a few weeks of attachment before my holidays officially begin. Damn sian! And the best part is, it clashes with Claralicious' schedule... which means, I will not have a partner to go clubbing with. If this situation cannot be rated as "Fucked up", I don't know what can!

So, the last paper for Year 1, Semester 2; pretty damn wasted! I lost three marks just like *snaps fingers* THAT because them lecturers deciding to set a short answer question on one of the e-lecture topics. Blast it.

Well, was 'spose to go watch "Norbit" with Andy, Rashmi, Shidah, Jue, Yoga and Mugi... but tickets cost a frickin' $9.50 each and the theatre which sells really cheap tix is located all the way at Bedok!! Too far lah... so in the end, met up with Clara and Terence at town to run a couple of errands with them. Wah, tiring man!

-Took a train from YCK and met those two at Taka
-Viewed art-pieces at some gallery
-Had lunch at Wisma's Food republic
-Headed over to Far East Plaza for shopping and neo-print!
-Took a bus to Funan the IT mall
-Walked up and down to search for the bus-stop with a bus that'll take us to Ubi
-Boared the bus and we ended up at Redhill/Queenstown
-Took a cab to Ubi and got caught in a jam
-Had dinner after Claralicious' dental appointment
-Bitched and slacked until 9.30pm and took a bus back to the Northeast
-Bathed, packed my stuff and went down to Clara's place
-We were supposed to ton the whole night but our eyelids weighed a tonne each!

Happening day, eh? Hahaha! Initially, I had to go repair my digicam but after walking up and down non-stop, I decided against the idea. The place to send it for repair is located at Clarke Quay there ok! Walk until siao ah!

And today:

-Had Mee Goreng for breakfast courtesy of Clara's mum
-Clara, her mum and I bitched about some insignificant, infantile, insane faggot
-Claralicious starts getting ready to go to Terence's place
-Joked around with auntie for abit
-Clara starts on her make-up while I kept Terence updated about the process via MSN
-Viewed topless pictures of wannabe-Playmates; MAJOR TURN-OFF!
-Auntie gave me a red packet (after opening it: OMG!!!)
-Waited for that woman to pack her bag, put on her accessories & look for another bag to place mandarin oranges in
-Helped her select the right footwear
-She took a cab to her destination and I hopped onto a bus to the swimming complex

The sun was great! Or so I thought. It bloody started to pour just 20 minutes after I stripped out of my clothes (and into my swimwear). Had to seek shelter at the cafeteria for a whole 10 minutes before the sun finally came out again.

A group of inconsiderate kids were playing frisbee in the pool. WHO PLAYS FRISBEE IN A SWIMMING POOL?! There I was, tanning my back when suddenly.... *PIACK* The damned frisbee hit me in the sole! Fucking painful sia! Cheebye McNugget!

I don't know why, but everytime I go sun-tanning (be it wherever), someone will be playing frisbee within 2 metres of where I choose to lie down. And everytime I suay suay kena hit by the frisbee one. Like the other time when I was at Sentosa with Salmon, both of us were just lying on the sand and talking when a frisbee flew towards me and hit my left knee. ARGH! Hate frisbees!

Today's tan wasn't all that fantastic. Skin's not golden brown enough.. and I got hit in the SOLE!! I've said it once and I'm gonna say it again; DAMN PAINFUL LAH!!!! @#$%^&*

That's all for now, ya'll. Gonna catch the match between Liverpool and Sheffield (the Kop is currently leading by 2 goals. And the best part? Both are penalty scores. Go Stevie, go Robbie!).

PS: I don't like watching soccer with *cough cough*! HE TALKS NON-STOP! I wanna watch the game IN PEACE, not listen to your incessant, redundant comments! I've been watching soccer for a long time now, I KNOW HOW/WHY A PENALTY IS BEING AWARDED. No need you to teach me. Gawd!!! And he has this really bad habit of switching channels very frequently. I can be watching Stevie and his team counter-attack Sheffield one moment and the next thing I know, I see West Ham getting murdered by Charlton. Wah lao eh! Be considerate for once lah! I'M ALSO WATCHING LEH! Roar! Think this one your house ah?! Your TV ah?! Your remote control ah?! As if koping the remote isn't bad enough, my game always gets interrupted by your non-stop switching of channels! Quit being an idiot before I totally lose my cool!

Thursday, February 22, 2007

In 24 hours time,

EVERYTHING WILL BE OVER! *huge cheer erupts*

Today's paper wasn't all that bad.. haha! At least now I'm CONFIDENT that I won't flunk. Study smart people... NEVER study hard. Forcing yourself to memorise all the details and medical terms will eventually lead to a major konk out. Must learn from Rashmi and I =p

Tomorrow's paper is the killer paper though. Wish me luck (the more the merrier!)

I've got everything planned out for the holidays man. Doesn't matter if the first 3 weeks of it is used up for clinical attachments. But Ssssshhhhh... cannot type too much info online. Later SOME PEOPLE come and create trouble. Bird-brained asses.

To HAHA (and I know who you are): At least I've got a full bosom and butt to make up for it. You? Flat chest and backside. My, my... that's 2 flat areas! Lagi worse eh? Aaaawwww... I bet the only thing protruding out from you would be your buck-teeth. Peace =) Oh, and btw, if you wanna spam, spam my comment box. There's a reason why my friend put it up for me. Don't need to add your filth at my buddies' tagboards. So I'm giving you a chance to spam me now; unlike you who removed your tagboard.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

It dawned upon that I've changed

Studying about the cardiovascular system is no joke man. Tonnes of things to memorise, visualise and understand. But it's all for a good cause; no way am I gonna flunk Biology.. not a chance in hell, baby. One major topic down, I'm only left with the respiratory and renal systems. And then there's the much-hated maternity&law studies. Gross!

So this afternoon, I was rummaging through this one particular cardboard box (dad has yet to buy me a shelf so yes, my room is still not fully-furnished) and I came across my old diary; written by a very childish, naive, enthusiastic worshipper of God (aka me at 12 years of age).

I was astounded by the way I wrote. Spelling errors everywhere (I spelt "mature" as "matual"), writings were not elaborate enough, penmanship was REALLY HUGE, neo-print stickers everywhere and I spent alot of my time writing about *Sean and scribbling his name all over certain pages.

Oh boy, reading the diary gave me immediate goosebumps!

So, as I was saying, Sean basically dominated all that I ever wrote about back then. Duh, he was my crush lar! The funny thing is, I didn't spend alot of time with this chap and I didn't have his phone number/email address... meaning I seldom see him and we don't talk alot. But I was still able to harbour this huge puppydog crush on him -_-" How did I manage to do that?!

And then PSLE was over and we switched schools and he found himself a girlfriend and so I began to see lesser of him by the months and before you know it, LOST CONTACT!

Now listen to this; eventhough I knew he had a girlfriend, I wasn't depressed or heartbroken or whatever shit women go through when they can't get the guy that they want. And then when we were no longer in the same school (fyi, I didn't have his email or contact number, so obviously cannot contact him right?), I wasn't devastated one bit that I was never gonna see him again.

It's funny how I could be so strong emotionally as a kid and such a weakling when I'm 18. Ugh.. the world works in funny ways.

Maybe he isn't aware of it, but throughout the time frame that we were separated, I still thought of him; wondering what he was doing, where's he studying, how's he coping, will we ever meet again, how does he look like now etc.

Then VOILA!!!

I met him somewhere (and trust me, I never wanna go back to that place ever again!)

Being the stupid and reckless dumbheaded brunette that I am, I fell for him once again. *sigh* Well, some idiot from some idiotic era said that you will never forget your first and that there'll always be a place for your first somewhere deep, down inside your heart. Hmm.. as silly as it sounds, I do agree with what he/she has got to say. hehe~

Fell for him, did wild speculations, did severe assumptions about his actions and oh no!! He doesn't feel the same way!!! *ppiiaaannngggggg*

This time, I ain't so lucky as to be able to forget about him and not moan over "losing" him. Which also explains why I'd rather be 12 again and own that sorta emotional strength than be 18 and become so distraught the moment one punk enters and exits my life as and when he pleases.

You say, at 12 years old, I didn't know what love meant back then. So when Sean was no longer a part of my life, I didn't weep because IT WAS JUST A CRUSH, it wasn't LOVE.

I agree thoroughly with that statement. But what I'm tryin' to say is, I had a crush on him back then and now. If i was able to brush it off my shoulder then, why not now? Currently, I am NOT in love with the guy. I wrote in my diary (back then) about getting married with him(!!!!!) and wanting 3 kids (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!).

Let's clarify something, shall we? I thought about having offsprings with him from a little kiddy's point of vew. I DID NOT think about sex at any point of time, so there! STOP LAUGHING!!

Right now, the furthest I ever thought about the both of us would be us two entering a relationship. That's all! No marriage in a meadow field with the cows moo-ing and the sun shining brightly above us! No hallucinations about having children and choosing names for them!

Then he rejected me and I felt like a sucker.

He didn't reject me the previous time but he got attached to someone else leh! That's supposed to be even more painful right? And considering I was so deeply infatuated by him that I wrote about tying the knot with him and stuff... HOW COME I DIDN'T CRY BACK THEN?!!!!?!!!

All he did now was be a jerk and play me out, and I smoke my lungs away.

WHY SIA, WHY??????!!!!!!!

Being a teen can be a hazzard at times, ya know? Yeah, got more freedom... blah blah blah, but when it comes to matters of the heart, all lem-beh lem-beh. Can cry lah, can smoke lah, drink lah, club till become broke lah, slit wrists lah, commit suicide lah, and err... many more which I have yet to hear about.

Why can't I be 18 and at the same time be like how I was 6 years back?

I guess, as I grow older, my emotions become alot more fragile and I become alot more vulnerable. My feelings, when I like a certain somebody, are alot more genuine as compared to a kid's. It's a huge disadvantage.

Peace out!

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

A short & sweet answer

You: What kind of nurse are you?

Me: One of a kind.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Happy CNY!!

Woah, CNY eve was spent in the most crazy way ever. Hahaha! Am I right to say so, Licious? Aye, I've got loadsa pictures from my last attachment that I've yet to upload and I've also got tonnes to blog about. Hmm, will most probably get all these done once my exams and 2nd attachment is over =)

I'm very happy now!!

My two cousins are currently at my place for lunch, afterwhich, we'll be heading over to our relative's place (which one har?) to collect those ang pows and mandarin oranges! YUMZ! Can't wait to don that new off-shoulder top my dad bought for me!

Ok, until all's done, ciao!!! Xin nian kuai le! Wan shi ru yi! Gong xi fa cai!

-the littlest things make me happy. i'm a gone-case-

Monday, February 12, 2007

My lover, my Angel

Give me back my sanity,
You don't know the pain coming from within me.
Your love, it can't stay for eternity
Cause' we both know it's not meant to be.

Look at the rose you once gave me,
Stare at it hard, tell me what do you see
My soul slowly dying, withering,
But you're still the one thing that lingers in my memory

Dreadful tormentor,
but still my beautiful lover.
It's undeniable,
you're irreplaceable.

My lover, my Angel.

Take away all that you've put me through
Make me whole again,
That's my wish for now, please let it come true.

My words, you may not read
My cries, you cannot hear
But it's ok my boy, I still feel you though you're never here.

I told you I love you
Believe me now?

My lover, my Angel.

Keep me caged up and drown me in your ecstasy
it don't matter to me
For the others, they do not see
This is what I call Midnight Fantasy

Your presence alone make me shiver
Not from anxiety nor from fear
I hate myself for loving you
Still you're not to blame... you're just too beautiful

Come out from wherever you are
And tell me how you can just run away
To hell if your answer's gonna hurt me
My body's long been cold and clammy

Trust me, my lil gift from above
I won't cry... I promise, my love

You're my lover, my Angel

The skies seem dark and the stars can't shine
Don't ask me why,
Cause I've jumped from up high

Along in my hand, a photograph
It's of you and it's of me
Smiling gayly with even pearly whites
Oh my baby, those feelings the picture can't hide

I see you standing from afar,
You're unaware of my death
You sonofabitch, you traitor
Maybe someday you'll treat me better
Until then,

You remain my lover, my Angel .

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Someone gimme a HARD knock on my head please!

Now THIS is what you call a Love Triangle, baby! Hardcore physical actions involved man! And what makes this threesome stand out from the rest is that instead of the usual two gals fight over a guy, it's a guy and a girl fighting over another girl. Wah... damn shiok! Grope here, caress there... poor Clara! =p.

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the battle for the "very tall girl" went on for ages

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Then Terence and I had an agreement. He takes the upper half of her body whilst I settle for her lower half.

As you can judge from our smiley faces, we're both happy with our "prizes". HAHAHAHA!

But on 2nd thoughts, Terence, I think you can have her lower body back lah. I'm very scared of the fart-machine sia. Take back, take back!!

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My, my... some people are just plain lame lah! Acting all big-shot stuff in front of others but when being dealt with by the police, they become milder than handsoap and wobblier than Jell-O.

Now tell me, which word describes such beings best; Poser or Loser?

Can't decide? Why not I tell my answer then? It's Ploser; a mixture of poser cum loser. What kind of "big shot" pushes a girl man?! Please lah.. have more dignity can!?! You, being a man, pushed a lady just so you can prove to others how you're not afraid to go against the law?

HOLY-MOO-MOO-COW!

Maybe to your group of "friends", you're heroic. But in my point of view (inclusive of the many women of the world), you're a coward. Heard me? Big.... Fat..... COWARD!!

Everyone say, "MOOOOooooooo".

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Enough of sad-assed fuckers who are helpless puppy-dogs who beef themselves up just for the sake of acting all macho-macho. Goodness gracious, stinking monkey fart!

Instead, why not talk about sad-assed FEMALE fuckers who're so blinded by "love" that they think the world of their coward boyfriends and believe stupid things like "everything is settled" and that "he win e battle".

My dear girl, it's CRAP. The battle was won... but not by your boyfriend. His knees turned weak the moment the police came. And if I'm not mistaken, his "brudders" actually ran to hide their weapons right?

Oh. my. HAHAHAHAgoodness.

Oh no, make that.. Oh.my.HAHAHAHA (times infinity) goodness.

Eh, small fry, you think you who sia? Refer to Terence as "tat farkin guy"?!

Wanna use F-word than spell the bloody word out properly lah! Got guts to scold right?! Then have the same lead-thick guts to spell it out lah! FUCK! Very difficult ah?!

Fark?

So Primary School lor.

If I were like her, imagine me typing sentences like, "I let him fark me in the park", "I kena farked while hanging upside down on the monkey bar", "I simply love farking with farkers".

So sickening right!!!

Your intention of using that vulgarity is THERE. So just let it show! Don't act guai kia and type the "cleaner version" of the word. It's FUCKING lame.

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LET THE REST OF THIS POST BE FREE FROM THOSE TWO IMBECILES

-wish granted-

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Believe it or not, I was clubbing at Clara's place. WAHAHAHA! Her parents were out and whoo!!! The alcohol came out of the cabinets! Drinks, complete with a darkened living room and a blasting stereo. Good Lord, hanging out with her just spices up my life man. I feel sad for those pitiful souls who choose not to cherish her... well, it's their loss (and my gain) BUAHAHAHA!

Eh, that woman ah! Fucking havoc sia. I dunno how much alcohol she added in her drink (but I assumed her drink was as diluted as mine). So when she went downstairs with Terence, and I was in her living room watching some boring game between Reading and Aston Villa, I took a sip of her drink, swallowed it down the moment it touched my tongue and exclaimed a very loud and audible, "WOAH!!!".

But luckily nobody heard me. hehehehehe!!! Rose was in the kitchen and the door was closed, Cheryl was in her room doing her homework and Clifton was in his dad's room playing computer games. Heng ah... otherwise damn pai seh sia.

You guys don't wanna see me after a couple of rounds man. It ain't a pretty sight. LoL~! But I wasn't drunk ok!

Clara claimed that I couldn't walk straight but I beg to differ! It was the lanes that were crooked lah, not me! And the bloody driver drove like a maniac; which explains why I missed my stop by three stops! Maybe it was partly my fault for being too engrossed with looking at the scenary from the bus window but the fact remains that the bus I was on was driven by a maniac driver!

Sorry about the laptop, Licious. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Saturday, February 10, 2007

GREAT!

Just GREAT! Timing perfecto! I just HAD to fall sick on my very last day of attachment and kena chased home by CI Wong. Nabeh. Now I gotta go back next week for a make-up session. Cheebye! Bloody temperature reached 38.5 degree celsius.

Current temperature: 37.9 degree celsius

Thursday, February 08, 2007

When it all opens. Yet again.

I got my wound stitched up real tight by a practitioner named... err... *shit*

I left it alone and only had positive thoughts like, "Time heals all wounds", "It's already been stitched, it'll HAVE to get better" and "since the union is now brought together, it WILL get better".

But NO!!!!

No matter how well the gap gets closed up, it still bursts occasionally because this injury of mine is just too massive. I even have to turn to pieces of THREAD for help. How pathetic is that?!

But the day will come when I can go round town without no help from nobody. Just let the scar speak for itself... the painful lessons of life.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Did I really!?!

"Kim put on alot of weight hor? Now the uniform so tight.. first day of attachment also not so tight."
C.I. Lim













What.




THE.




FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, February 03, 2007

January Evaluation!

Wow!! First month of 2007; over and done with. Quite alot of incidents happened within this short time-span of 4 weeks, good and bad. But hey, I'm not complaining. Maybe I do groan alot about why the negative stuff have to happen but then again, I'm glad it all did occur. Really helped me open my eyes wider to the nasty dog-eat-dog world.

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Did some catching-up

So, the beginning of the new year eh? I got back in contact with a couple of friends from SJSM. They've grown, they've changed (though some things about them still remain the same). They're truly fun to hang out with; got plenty to talk about with them!! The most memorable conversation would be the one I had with Ian at Chicago's. Was about some "pen and pencil" thing. HAHAHAHAHA!!

I went back to Church with Denise and I met Rachel who's back from Brisbane! Miss ya loads, gal!! She was the only one who was able to recognise me. I was standing outside the toilet and Evelyn, another of my childhood bestie, just ran past me. Gawd!! Melissa too. And Uncle Patrick!!! OMG! I miss Uncle Patrick ALOT! He didn't recognise me either, that is, until I told him my name. His first words after that were, "Hey! Welcome back! Wah... you look so different now. Welcome back, welcome back!".

Oh yeah, one more thing. Thanks for the tickets, James.

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A whole new addiction!

Does anyone remember the last time I played a game of pool? If I'm not wrong, it's way back in January 2006 with Faris at Singapore shopping centre. Where's that?!

Shidah suggested that we went to Grassroots Club one day after our group discussion and that was when it all started for me. Hehe! As much as I hated studying vectors (and I highly suspect I still do), it's really fun deciding on which angle to shoot from, which ball to go after etc.

Den and I played with Ian and James once. Needless to say, we lost. The guys were just too good.

My game's improving ok! Play play ah! I'm considering taking this "sport" up as a CCA... hahaha!! Pete and I were talking about it once while we were working. That dude was going, "Dunno which idiot would consider Snooker as a sport. Stand it an air-conditioned room with a stick and shooting balls everywhere. Never even perspire... very good sport hor? Can lose alot of weight one eh?". And I thoroughly agree with him!

So peeps, the part about me taking it up as a curriculum activity is a JOKE ok? =)

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BB has a new outlet! Our 7th!

With Mag as the new Manager, I'm sure that place is gonna be filled with fun, joy and laughter once everything's settled. I very long never work under Mag-mag liao leh! Now Wei Sheng and ZiRui have a chance to. Lucky asses.

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I love sub-group 2!!

Semester 2 is definately, without a doubt, a whole lot better than Sem 1. I've grown closer to my group-mates and I enjoy every moment spent with them. We've had pizza together (along with sub-group 1), a good lunch at Swensen's (Andy's treat!!) and that day after HS1029 presentation, we had a 5 hour break. Shidah, Jue and Andy wanted to watch (of all shows), Spirit of the victim.

I HATE HORROR MOVIES!

I made it clear to them that since there were five of us going, I wanted to be the one sitting in the middle. They granted me my request.

We were the only ones in the theatre and whenever some gross/scary scene came, the ones that screamed the loudest were Shidah and I. hahahahaha! And I thought I was the one and only coward around.

Hey guys, more movies and treats in Year 2, Sem 1 ok?! =P

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The making of "Licious".

This one girl I've known for most of my life remains the one friend I can never express enough thanks to. She helped me out when I was going through this huge slump; telling me what to do, the reasons as to why it all happened, how to get back on track.

I LOVE MY LICIOUS BOMBSHELL.

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Nicotine level increasing daily

I know it'a a really bad habit and all but, gimme a break ok? When I fell into this gigantic, pitch-black hole, I couldn't work or smile or even think straight. Ask Clara. When I met her at RP's open house, I couldn't have looked any worse or anorexic. Oh, I wasn't eating well back then too. Survived on just one meal per day and the amount of rice I took in was not even equivalent to half a packet of fries.

She invited me over to her place for dinner but I didn't eat either. All I did was munch on the grapes and gulped down the coke.

I didn't have any suicidal thoughts like I did in the past but the pain I experienced wasn't any less either. I think I need a personal counsellor. Ah, whatever. I can say, I'm almost immune to the pain by now, but until I can stand on my own two feet again without the help of Clara or Denise, this lil habit remains.

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Hole? What hole?!

I'm not sure if I should type it out here since it's really personal and I bet the other party wouldn't like it to be revealed either. I shall try to explain it without letting out too much. I shall TRY.

Erm, I was a happy girl with everything I could ever ask for. Then one day, I met this person who added even more beautiful things into my already perfect life. Obviously, I took in all that the bugger offered and over the weeks, I began craving for it more and more.

It's like an addiction, you know? Take one sniff of that packet of glue and after that, surviving without it is like trying to live without an adequate amount of air supply.

As you can imagine, I was practically depending on his provisions to survive. Going through one day without it was like taking a tour in hell. It was possible to do so, but at the end of the day, I felt worse than shit. I was lower than the dirt found on the sidewalks.

He then began to lessen it all. And I was there gasping for my every breath.. made a prayer, hoping that he'll appear and stop all my sufferings but there was no sign of him. He practically vanished into thin air without any notice in advance. I was left in the man-hole looking like a beggar and feeling like a sucker. Thanks a whole lot, you bastard.

There's still no sign of his emergence from wherever he went to, but once I locate him, I'm gonna suffocate him (I dunno if it'll work out, but it's worth the try). Fucking coward.. you're not that tough after all, aren't you? Hiding from me?! What a joke.

That's all I can type out. The rest would be left buried in that hole he threw me into.

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All in all, January was a bad month lah. I did have my fair share of enjoyment but that incident just had to happen and overwhelm it all. I shall make Febuary a better month.. who wants to go through two sucky months in a row man?

Dearest Coward, if you're reading this, don't plan a party to celebrate my sufferings. It'll be a total waste of time, money and effort. I am back up to my two feet and I'll be taking my first huge step SOON. So don't pop your champagne so early, yea? Save it for the next time you get your hands on someone else.