Monday, July 30, 2007

I'm in trouble again

Ok, dad's gonna kill me when the bill arrives. RAHHHH!!! Total number of sms-es for this month has exceeded (and it's not just by a little bit!!). Dad will probably chase me around the house with a broom-stick.

To make matters worse, I just realised that I've overshot the out-going calls limit. GAWDDDD!!! I am in so much trouble right now. I won't be surprised if the bill goes over 80-frickin-bucks. Hahaha!! It's cheap as compared to certain people who fork out like, $200 every month just to pay their phone bills? BUT IT'S DAMN EXPENSIVE FOR ME LAH! My bill's usually between $30-$45.

To think I can still sit here and laugh at my own carelessness. I really should start looking for a hiding place that's big enough to accomodate me when dad eventually draws out the vacuum cleaner from the store-room (according to him, I'm thick-skinned. so hitting me with a broomstick would be as close to throwing dust specks at crows; USELESS).

Sunday, July 29, 2007

*Pant*

I am EXHAUSTED!

Japan LOST to Korea?! What is going on man?! That was not supposed to happen!!!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Omg, wth!

No one told me that Paediatric Nursing is THAT boring!!! Yeah, playing with the babies and toddlers are fun. But...

They cry, you die.

Now I'm looking forward to going back to SGH for my Obstetric Posting. I WANNA GO BACK TO SGH!! The current hospital that I'm attached to is so... *speechless*

Monday, July 23, 2007

They NEVER fail to amaze me!

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
eh, hadi ask u go m90

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
now wad the hell is dat?!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
wtf!!!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
where is he

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
!!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
??

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
nothing la

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
he havnt come online lah

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
eh, c'mon... wad's dat?!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
tell him he is a pundae!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
sms him now!

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
eh, wad's going on man?

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
half the time i dunno wad u 2 talking abt!!!!!!!!!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
very dirty la

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
obviously dirty la... since when u boys were "clean"?

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
=p

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
hadi says "suthalae cambe"

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
AND WAD'S THAT?!?!?!

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
haha

I AM MAKIN U FED UP AT MY OWN RISK!!! says:
**** ** *** ***

it's not love. it's ecstacy ;kimmi says:
omg... u ppl are IMPOSSIBLE

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Spot any similarities?

Friday, July 20, 2007

HEY DUDE, I KNOW YOU LOVE OCS.

Black, Blue, Red, Green, Purple, PInk, Cyan, Indigo, Peach, Amber, Teal, Violet, Yellow, Orange, Gold, Silver, Bronze, Grey, Brown, Olive, Beige, White, Maroon, Translucent, Colourless, Khaki





I have a way of making NS men become dead beat WITHOUT having to make them undergo any physical training. I am so smart, oh yes, I am!

Thursday, July 19, 2007

One night, we went swimming

After two showers and endless shampoo-ing of my hair, I still feel gross. Bah! Beggars can't be choosers, can they? Now that I'm really broke, I'd rather save whatever shillings I have in my pocket for food than pay for whatever else there is that doesn't satisfy my hunger. And since using the pool at *AHEM* is free...

Me: Eh, Hadi! Your goggles got degree one huh?

Hadi: Huh?! No lah! Don't have.

Me: I can see very clearly with your goggles underwater leh..

Jaya: It's not his goggles got degree lah... your eye degree something wrong lah!


For a moment I actually panicked because without the pair of goggles, I could see nuts underwater! It was until the guys decided to play this game of "Saving the victim" that I was assured my sense of sight has not deteriorated.
*Hadi throws his bracelet into the middle of the olympic pool*

Jaya: Oi, Machi!! How to find like that?!

Hadi: Aiyoh, die lah! I also cannot see leh! Where is it ah?!

*I looked underwater with the goggles, spotted it, and began counting the number of tiles it was away from us*

Jaya: EH!! She can see ah?!

Hadi: Kim, what's the coordinates?

Me: Y-axis 8, X-axis 4

*Jaya dives down 3 TIMES to retrieve the bracelet but resurfaces with NOTHING!*

Jaya: I cannot see anything!

Me: It's there! I can see it from here! Just go down and get it!

Jaya: Got nothing lah! Cannot find anything!

*Hadi dives down to try his luck and finally gets his bracelet*

Jaya: Eh, how you find ah? I go down but cannot see anything, you know?!

Hadi: It's the water lah...

Jaya: No wonder lah! Was wondering why I cannot see anything underwater!

Me: Huh? What's wrong with the water?

Jaya: The viscosity of it..

Hadi: Yah. Too much human DNA.

Me: ~!@#$%^&*

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Big, FAT bullies lurking!

If I ever get my hands on the person who drove my cow into such a state, I will claw your upper torso so hard that strips of your wrinkly skin peel off. And then I'll proceed on to dismantle your jaw like how I usually shuck oysters. Only difference is, I deal with the oysters quickly, whereas for you, I wanna let you experience it s-l-o-w-l-y and have you begging me to stop.

I get that sadistic when I'm mad.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Gasp! These goosebumps won't go away!

He made me watch his DVD of ABBA's Greatest Hits. And me, being the goody-goody daughter, actually agreed! Ok, fine, I like Agnetha for her confidence and style but other than that... nothing more left to say. Half the time I was watching Frida from every angle possible to see if I could figure out what attracted my dad to her.

MISSION FAILED!

The way she dances is damn cartoon lah! I was laughing to myself most of the time, but when the video for Dancing Queen came up and Frida attempted to dance slow-mo, my funny bone just couldn't hold it's giggles. SO I LAUGHED LIKE I NEVER LAUGHED BEFORE.

My father nearly murdered me! He said, "OI! What you laughing at?!" and body-slammed me after that. Help, call ambulance 995!

There's one thing I gotta give Frida credit for though. She was able to shake her head so vigoruosly without getting giddy. Now that's something Britney will never be able to do. Cause if she tries her luck at that stunt, her wig will fall off.

I thought dad's taste in women was bad. I mean, he fell for someone THREE TIMES HIS AGE! But mum's choice in men is beyond hope. Like, REALLY, truly, electrifyingly beyond hope!!

She had a thing for George Michael and Freddy Mercury; both of whom are GAY!

MUM! What were you thinking?!?!?! You fell for two homo dudes! Gawd, now I know why I find gays adorable. I got it ALL from youuuu...!!!!!

So now the truth's out. Daddy's crush was way too old for him and she was married to ABBA's pianist whereas for Mum, well, they were just NOT available? At least not to teenage girls. So dah! Two love-sick puppies were heart-broken and decided to get a few drinks at a local Disco and voila! THEY GOT MARRIED.

And you thought I always fall for guys who're bastards, attached or are already married with kids.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Gain some, lose some.

My solo-presentation is over and done with. Not a single negative comment spouted by Miss Leong! Whew... it feels so good to have that huge burden finally lifted from my shoulders. Leadership theory test is over too, which leaves me with my BCLS assessment and the upcoming semestral psychology killer paper.

I'm beginning to wonder why I took up Leadership instead of Sports =X

My head's spinning now. Why are there so many signs around telling me one thing and the next second, it's telling me something else? It's extremely stressful for the victim (in this case, it's yours truly!). I don't ask for much; I just wanna be happy with who I am, what I am and what I have. It's painful to suddenly have to adapt to new additions in your life and the moment you've come to terms with it, it vanishes completely.

Like, why even bother entering my life if it's only gonna be for such a short time-span??

I don't hate anyone for it. No, actually, I can't hate others for it. And neither can I blame anyone. Rah! Welcome to my soap-opera life.

Random thought: Anyone kind enough to sponsor me a laptop? It'll be so much easier if I needn't depend on my coursemates for their laptops if I've a huge project at hand.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Regrets; oh so many of them!

Had training yesterday after my BCLS theory test. If you're wondering how I did for the paper, all I can say is that I'm certain I made less than 6 mistakes for it. Was stuck at the first question cause the question was "What is the 2nd most common cause of death in S'pore?"

Who asks this kinda questions anyway?!

I only know the leading cause of death in our country is Cancer. Bah! I went ahead with Heart attack as my answer. So if I get that question wrong... WHATEVER!

Back to Judo; it was way more intensive than the last few sessions. I can't seem to perfect tai-otoshi anymore. It used to be my all-time favourite technique when I was a yellow belt and before I mastered Morote Gari. What happen now? I suck big time at it. It didn't help that Anthony made me practise it a hundred times, and out of that 100 demonstrations, only TWO were up to his standards. Gosh!!! I aggravate myself so much sometimes!

After that, it was sparring with the white belts. As disappointing as it may sound, only ONE of the junior girls seem to have potential in winning a medal so far. I ain't saying who!! The rest of them still harbour this phobia of getting thrown by an opponent. And there was this particular girl who attempted O-Goshi (Large Hip Throw) on me. But instead of letting go of me after she turned herself, she dropped me from mid-air!!!

I landed with a loud "POM!!" on my pitiful back. Ouch... the things that seniors do to help juniors improve. *sigh* Hahaha!! Nah, no hard feeling whatsoever lah. I was a white belt once. I just hope this girl improves over time, otherwise the bruise on my back would be all for NOTHING!

Next, it was Seniors' Exercise training. Orange belts, Green belts and Blue belts got divided into three teams. I was with Subi and Benjamin. Mr Peh JJ made each team run to different corners of the dojo and at each corner, we had to do either 10 push-ups, squats, sit-ups or berpees (what's the correct spelling?). And if that wasn't enough, he also made us run to the centre of the dojo and every team had to do this break-dancing stunt!!

Break-dancing?!?!?!?! I'll break my joints lah!

The team that completes all 5 stations the slowest had to do extra push-ups, I think. Not sure about the forfeit because Ben, Subi and I were "celebrating" by the water-cooler cause we were the fastest. Cheers to us, baby!

There wasn't an ounce of strength left within me after that. I was panting like some kinda dehydrated mongrel (I chose to use the term "mongrel" because it is unlikely that dogs would have such messy hair) and Hadi still ask me to go swimming with him and Jaya. THOSE TWO ARE BONKERS! Tsktsktsk, where on earth do guys find the extra energy to swim after 3 hours of training?!

I moon-tanned! And it just so happened that the dragonboat guys were practising their oar-ing by the olympic pool, so I enjoyed a fair bit of eye-candy. WAHAHA! One of the guys had real abs of steel ok! Initially, I was just eye-ing his biceps since he had a tank-top on. But when he removed it to wipe his perspiration,



OMMMMGGGGGGGGG!!!!


Just the sorta abs I'd look for if I were directing a Bay-watch film. Read: Jason Momoa, Kelly Slater, Jason Blake etc.

The two guys took forever to decide whether or not to change into a dry set of clothes after their swim. Typical contemplations that went like, "Need to change or not huh? This sort of material dry very fast one right?", "EH! if don't change, then later sit on the MRT the whole chair flooded how ah?", "If I wear this shorts inside my jeans and my jeans become wet, will the water marks be obvious or not? Later got people laugh.", "You changing your shorts or not? You change then I change", "You want to change or not? I anything one."

I was making such a din about the both of them taking such a long time to get ready that Jaya didn't bother changing in the end. He just pulled a shirt over. Hahahaha! As for Hadi, well, he wore his jeans over his very drenched shorts and then sat down to tie his shoe laces. But when he stood up.... WAKAKAKAKAKA!!!!

Dined at KFC with them. Ordered the family feast BUT... I only ate one piece of chicken. Which part ah?! Lol! Had to restrain myself from going after another piece of fried chicken, the whipped potato and an extra serving of cheese fries. That's what I normally binge on when I go to KFC. The pains of controlling one's diet...

I DON'T WANNA BE A SUMO WRESTLER! Yuck!

My love for the sport grows with every session. Dorie, you wanna join CCA??? JOIN JUDO!!

Monday, July 09, 2007

Taking a break from BCLS.

Sunday, July 08, 2007

The shit I do for projects!

This coming week is gonna be a really physically draining one. There's my upcoming solo-presentation on Eye-Care, Basic Cardiac Life-Saving (theory and practical), Leadership theory test and last but not least, Health & Developmental Psychology theory test.

ALL CHARGING TOWARDS ME AT ONE SHOT!

This morning, I woke up really early just to travel to Bukit Batok East cause I needed Shan Ling's help with some of my slides (contents and designs). RAH! Saturday leh... other people still snoozing away and I'm on the train, going to the very alienated West side of Singapore.

I was totally lost when I reached my destination! But Shan Ling met me at the bus-stop, so it wasn't so bad.

It was only when I was on the bus home did I start to feel like a foreigner. I know nuts about the West lah! I've only lived in the East, North and currently, the North-East. I became more relaxed as the bus drove into Bukit Timah cause I went there quite frequently for slumber parties at Rachel's place back when I was a kid. And finally I came to Lornie Road, Upper Thomson, Bishan, AMK and it was HOME SWEET HOME!

Started to feel more Singaporean!

Just finished timing my presentation for HS2036. Clocked 10:40secs. Bah! Trying to find a way to get rid of that 40 odd seconds.

Now I gotta mug for BCLS. Dumb CPR routines... by the time I graduate, I would be an expert in talking to dummies!

"Hello, hello! Are you ok?!"

-no response-

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Ouch.

My lower back is killing me!!!!

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Oh yeah? Try harder.

Say whatever you want. I couldn't care less about whether or not the class respects you. Respect is something that can't be claimed overnight. It has to be earned! So what have you done to deserve respect from us, or rather, from me? Does bitching about Sangeeta online sound like something a respectful person would do? Think about it.

By the way, young man, who told you the whole class knows about it? So far, I'm only aware that the members of group 2 know about your "implication". Actually, it's more of a SPECULATION if you come to think of it from a neutral point of view. Anyhoo, you "didn't start rumours" about our group. Yah, whatever. If you hadn't "implied" about us having this huge conflict with Yvonne, would we get so agitated? Think about this as well.

What gave you the right to make up stories about my group eh? And so what if we're facing a crisis? It's OUR problem. It doesn't concern you one bit. So please lah, for the love of the Greek Gods, shut your mouth when you're unsure about stuff. Not only do you cause more trouble for yourself, you piss others off too. You can think about this point also if you want.

Yup, my readership has increased. Of course it's MY problem. Did I state in any part of this entry that it concerned you? Nope. So please do not bring in irrelevant stuff and try to fight your way through. You won't win.

Having said that, grow up and quit bitching so much about others when your performance and attitude (in school and during attachments) are not even worthy of an inaudible applause. Oh, and thanks for giving our leader credit for all that he's done. I'm sure he'll be pleased.

Good luck to you. (no sarcasm involved for this line)

Hi, Nathan. Sub-group 2 has BROKEN UP!
A rainbow never misses out any of it's colours. "Oh, a rainbow doesn't have the colour white in it!", you say. I laugh loudly in your face! White symbolises the floating clouds. hahaha! Always losing her way.

P/S: my dear groupmates, all the negative stuff that I typed about you, it's UNTRUE. I gotta make myself extra clear in case I kena maligned for being a backstabber.

Monday, July 02, 2007

We scored BIG with Psychology!

The one bloody presentation we scratched our heads so much for! The one bloody module that takes months to get a hang of! Now that it's over and done with, I can gloat and gloat for all eternity!! WAHAHAHA!!! Psychology, you SUCK!!

But my lecturer rocks though.

The presentation couldn't have gone any smoother. My part was relatively easy to play; just complain and whine and rant NON-STOP. Boy, nothing gets easier than that. Hahahaha! Dorie was the "helpful" (but in my opinion, kaypoh) Year2 student nurse. Yeah, we make a great team, don't we? Lol!

I am playing TAG! (Hi, Jen!)

Rules of the game:

Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!

ONE:
I can lay in bed all day,
listening to my mp3 and day-dreaming.
Then I'll s-l-o-w-l-y drift off to lala land,
resulting in me sleeping more than studying!
Oh, I hate myself for this!

TWO:
I'm bloody claustrophobic!

THREE:
I have yet to discover my talent or
my true passion.
People say my passion is Judo,
but something tells me that my passion's
gonna be a watersport; cos I'm a crab!

FOUR:
I can write a sentence,
erase it,
write it again,
erase it once more,
and then re-write it until I'm
satisfied with the grammer, spelling, vocab,
blah blah.. (yes, i love writing with pencils)

FIVE:
I was an art student.
But I can't sketch or draw or shade or tone!
I can only PAINT!

SIX:
My hair used to be very disobedient
and curl up at the strangest angles.
So I got pissed,
I reprimanded them like never before,
and now,
they're as straight as uncooked Angel's
hair pasta! (no rebonding involved!)

SEVEN:
I like watching male dancers strut their
stuff onstage.
But I get all embarrassed when my ex
(who's into hip-hop) dances in public.
Go figure!

EIGHT:
I cry when I watch how humans
kill animals for food on Discovery Channel
but I still indulge in different varieties
of meat! Why ah?! I wanna be a VEGAN!

NINE:
Micheal Owen was my biggest childhood
crush EVER!
You can imagine how many buckets
I filled with my tears when I found
out he had a girlfriend and that she was
4 months pregnant.

TEN:
I hate it when people TyPe LiKe ThIs
or lyke dis nehx.
DO NOT DO INJUSTICE TO THE
ENGLISH LANGUAGE!!!
Be it whether you're suffering from
frostbite or whatever that's preventing
you from spelling/typing properly,
DON'T type like this!!
It worsens my estigmatism!!!



I tag...

BOON JUAY!
JOYCIE!
PHOEBE!
OXY!
NADIRAH!
SHAN LING!

YOUR REPORT CARD:
Category	Grade
Love	D
Friends and Family	A+
Body	B
Mind	A+
Finance / Career	B
Your Life's Average Grade: B
'What" is your Life Grade?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Who cares if I got a D for Love?

Who cares about Love anyway?

Ergh! I shudder at the thought of it; too energy-draining for my liking!

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Marry me, Mike!!