HOW ZY FEELS CURRENTLY AFTER HER 1ST DAY BACK TO WORK:



HOWEVER:
EVERYTHING IS STILL UNDER CONTROL.

I AM YET TO BARK/BITE.


* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 12:18 AM

I have a child born (somewhere) in India named Bhuri.

I will faithfully donate NZD 40 monthly ( not really actually, VISION will deduct NZ40

automatically through my credit card) to support Bhuri financially. I signed up for a year of

donations.Nevertheless, it has been 15 months now and my credit card still get deducted of 40

every month.

I think it is a form of COURTESY for them to acknowledge me about these unverified payments.

Anyway, I figured that Bhuri may need the money more than me.

See? I am not too bad after all. MUAHAHA.





This is a photo of Bhuri a year ago.

A year later. I don't think Bhuri grows much. (HOI! Where does the money go??!!!)

Bhuri is a girl by the way, not a boy as most of you may think (offensively or not).

Apparently she does not write, yet.

So she drew something for me.
Honestly, I have no idea what this little creature trying to tell me.

To me, it looks like a head with an arrow stuck in the forehead falling onto the ground while

sitting on a chair.

Well, to be more concise, it's a head + a pair of legs. No butt or trunk or whatsoever.


I hope this is not ME in her imagination ( GULP!) as I am too lazy to write back to her, not even

once as requested by the organization.

She may/not be bitter about this.

Maybe I should draw back this time and correct her distorted image of her mummy.






PRETTY PRETTY ME.

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 11:48 PM

Have a safe journey.

Enjoy your elective.

I'll see you again in our graduation ceremony, Dr. Sylvia WU!!!

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 9:45 PM

CURRENT MOOD:

I love you!!!!

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 10:08 PM

I found a Beauty shop in town.
Most importantly, they sell DERMALOGICA.



A whole cupboard of Dermalogica products. *DROOL* Anyway, I was thinking of having something to treat myself this week.

Honestly, for the 22 years of my life I never have any FACIAL done to my face.

I think what A said is not THAT true : ZY is very good in pampering and enjoying herself.

Anyway, I walked in and was told to wait for this lady called ' Lannie'.
WAITED WAITED WAITED for like 15 mins until a plump lady soaked in some kind of cheap artificial-smelling fragrance came to me.

Do you recall the smell of that SECRETS deodorant sprays that are sold in the supermarkets back in Malaysia? Yeah, exactly that kind of nasty perfume.



That lady is professionally polite and bubbly. However, she pissed me off by making untrue statements, I believe.

'Oh look at your eyebrows. They are yucky...Some even turn blonde, I think you need to tint them.

Now that's funny. I am pure Asian. I wonder where do those blonde hair come from.

'Oh you see, you really need to get them trimmed and tinted, you can consider bikini wax too.'

BIKINI...WAX??!!!! OOOOUuuccH.

Sensing the confused and horrified look in my face, she continued: Not that I can tell whether you are hairy or not, it's just good to wax them as you may have some blonde hair ...down there too.'

Now that blondie is pissing me off with those BLONDE hair she kept harping about.


'Look, I never discovered a strand of BLONDE hair in me ever.By the way, I don't think they are blonde.'

And now she even accused me of having BLONDE PUBIC HAIR?!!!!!

Picking up the annoyance in my tone, she switched almost..spontaneously to a less persuassive tone: Oh, I am sure they are not blonde , maybe grey. Would you consider the bikini wax?'

Oh great. Now I have grey hair.

I finally settled down with getting my eye brown trimmed and tinted.

WAIYOH. That girl is so cho lo. She pulled onto my skin several times.

One word: PAINFUL.

Imagine someone pulling on your delicate skin around your eyelids.

'Oh sorry. But your hair is so short and delicate. I am sure they annoy you lots.'

NO. YOU ARE ANNOYING INSTEAD.

She kept trying to pull those fine short hairs but to no avail. Instead, I SUFFERED.

Just let the little hair go. CHILL woman, CHILL!!! ---------I almost screamed.

Anyway, I ended up having PINK eye shadows around my eyes. No I am kidding, my eyelids were puffy and erythematous thus the PINK colour. They stayed for 2 days.

I am NZ 30 bucks poorer and suffered from folliculitis around my eye lids.

What a trip!

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 8:35 PM

Starter Smoked Salmon Grilled Fish of the day FLOUNDER
ZY enjoying the night

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 3:46 AM

Let's celebrate!!!!!

In the name of what we called.............LOVE.

A toast to the moments that we have shared...

A toast to the little petty things that we have done...

A toast to all the successes that we have achieved...

and....to what we have conquered .... together.

CHEERS.

Now where is the alcohol?

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 3:03 PM

I was happy chatting away when I received a SMS from 34986.

What kind of number is that?

It wrote:

Nice phone. Said goodbye to it in less than 3 hours time.

I FROZE. Am I that SOI? Is that some kind of virus thingie that's quite 'heng' lately?

I remembered J lost her hand phone to some kind of smses like this, and A too. Their hand phone completely dead. No final goodbye words or surprising resurrections. DEAD.

Another sms came:

'Nice phone. This is what you have caused me..intracerebral haemorrhage. Say goodbye to it in less than 3 hours time.'

SAME number.

Now I am scared. Have I killed anyone in the hospital? NOT yet. Have I offended anyone? PROBABLY. That would be countless but!!!! causing someone to have INTRACEREBRAL HAEMORRAGE? Isn't that what we called STROKE? Only Ninja seemed to suffer from one major heart attack and two minor strokes from me, that's all!!! Who else.

GEEZ. I just bought this phone not too long ago, I don't want to lose it, I really don't. So I ran to X and he freaked out. Ok, that's very manly of him.

I told Ah bi.

'I think I kena virus. I already deleted the smses. Now what???? What if my phone die....WHY WHY WHY?? NOW WHAT WHAT WHAT.'

Damn it. I admit it. I am sick and scared. To whoever that has been tortured by me. sorry lah sorry lah.

BEEP.....


3rd sms:

'you've heard me. now cash in RM 134.60 to my Maybank account so that I could buy the super cool Evisu jeans yeah!!'

For one moment the world stopped.

The truth has resurfaced.

Now it's crystal-clear.

There is one stupid monkey using my trademe acc bidding hopelessly to get a cheap EVISU jeans recently ....and failed miserably....


Who else but ABI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAYBANK pula...RM pula.. must be from MALAYSIA LAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

'that's what brother is for mah. Pump you up before dinner. I want to send more but I scared you will freak out and tell pa ma about this.' He reasoned.


Let me tell you what brother is for young kid.






To be tied down like this and stun-gunned.


Thank you very much.

p/s:BTW, ah bi prefers the boy in the picture to be a Chinese.

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 12:29 AM

I thought I have covered up pretty nicely.

Being sick for almost a week, I can't resist the temptation of BB tea again.

Hiding behind the big sun glasses, I thought I masqueraded myself perfectly.

Ninja still caught me drinking at the inconspicuous corner of the lot:

'Don't blame me if you die coughing tonight.'

If it's in the name of BB tea? Hmm... I don't mind.

~BB TEA ADDICT~


* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 6:00 PM

• For those who are dying to get into Medicine, think again.
• Here are some reflections:
• Only half of your class will be in the top 50%. You have a 50% chance of being in the top half of your class. Get used to it now.
• Several people from your class will have sex with each other. You might be one of the lucky participants.
• You may discover early on that medicine isn’t for you.
• Pelvic exams are teh suck.
• You won’t be a medical student on the surgery service. You’ll be the retractor bitch.
• You’ll work with at least one attending physician who you’ll want to beat the shit out of.
• You’ll ask a stranger about the quality of their stools.
• You’ll ask post-op patients if they’ve farted within the last 24 hours.
• At some point during your stay, a stranger’s bodily fluids will most likely come into contact with your exposed skin.
• Somebody in your class will flunk out of medical school.
• A student in your class will have sex with an attending or resident.
• You’ll be sleep deprived.
• Nurses will treat you badly, simply because you are a medical student.
• There will be times when you’ll be ignored by your attending or resident.
• You will develop a thick skin. If you fail to do this, you’ll cry often.
• Public humiliation is very common place in medical training.
• 
  
• Surgeons are assholes. Take my word for it now.
• OB/GYN residents are treated like shit, and that shit runs downhill. Be ready to pick it up and sleep with it.
• It’s always the medical student’s fault.
• Gunner is a derogatory word. It’s almost as bad as racial slurs.
• Any really bad procedures will be done by you. The residents don’t want to do them, and you’re the low man on the totem pole. This includes rectal examinations and digital disimpactions.
• Don’t think that you own the world because you just got accepted into medical school. That kind of attitude will humble you faster than anything else.
• If you’re in it for the money, there are much better, more efficient ways to make a living. Medicine is not one of them.
• Anatomy sucks. All of the bone names sound the same.
• Subjective evaluations are just that - subjective. They aren’t your end all, be all so don’t dwell on a poor evaluation. The person giving it was probably an asshole, anyway.
• The best time of your entire medical school career is between the times when you first get your acceptance letter and when you start school.
• The residents and faculty in OB/GYN will be some of the most malignant personalities you’ve ever come into contact with.
• 
  

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 4:10 AM

原来吃药是真的有效， 不是PLACEBO EFFECT
NOW I BELIEVE IN MEDICINE 了。

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 9:18 PM

BEFORE AND AFTER
I LIKE THE 2nd ONE.

















* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 1:32 AM

scared: A girl died in 1933 by a homicide murderer. He buried her in the ground when she was still alive. The murdered chanted, "Toma sota balcu" as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If u comment this to 5 other ppl, she will not bother you


Message: True Story On December 24,
2006 at 8
o'clock in the morning, a young 14
year old boy by the name of Scott
Jackson was found dead. Doctors
couldn't come up with the cause of his
death. His mother checked his emails
to see if she could figure out what
happened. Turns out he was still
signed into myspace. She found he had
gone to sleep after he read and didnt
repost a chain letter about a little
girl that kills you in your sleep with
no natrual cause of death. This is the
bulletin he read: My name is Jaime
Heras. I'm 14 years old. I'm a
murderer. I have no face.(donno where to
look then) When you
look at me you'll die immediately.You
have 900 seconds to repost this or I
will visit you tonight. Repost
this "14yr. old died having sex"


THIS ACTUALLY WORKS!!!!!1)say the name of the guy or girl u wanna be with for the rest of ur life 2 times2)say ur best friends name 5 times 2 ur self3)then post this to 5 videos and then press f8 and u will c ur crushes name on the list.


regret it!
girl meets a boy on a messenger
crazy1 86:hey baby!!!
h0tNsPiCy91:who is this?
crazy1 86: ur secret admirer!
h0tNsPiCy91:oh really.... quit lyin!
who is this?
crazy1 86:i loved u the first time a
stared in your eyes...
crazy1 86:i think about u everyday...
you are my dream come true.
crazy1 86:we met once! i dont think u
remember tho.
crazy1 86:i cut myself because the
pain
takes away my feelings of u.
crazy1 86:u will see me sometime
tonight..
h0tNsPiCy91:..WHO IS THIS!?!?!?
crazy1 86:dont worry..ill take very
good care of you...
crazy1 86 had signed off.

The girl was so scared she locked all
her doors and windows. She made sure
her room was secured.She wasn't sure if
it was a joke or for real. She didn't
know when he was going to come. The
girl
was so frightened she decided to sleep
with her little sister.The girl dozed
off quickly.Then she heard a knock on
the window.
The girl slowly walked to the window.
It started knocking louder.The girl
looked through the windows and saw
nothing..
just some of the tree branches.The
girl went back to bed with her sister.
The bed was wet and had a pretty horrid
smell.Maybe her sister wet the bed..
the girl checked and found blood
everywhere. The girl panicked. She
didn't know what to do.She ran and hid
in the closet in case the killer was
there for her.While looking through
the cracks of the closet the girl saw a
shadow.It was dark,so she couldn't
figure out who it was.She started to
get more frightened.The shadow crept
closer to the closet.The girl closed
her eyes as if it was a dream. Then
suddenly he opened the closet door and
pulled her out.
Her parents found her dead the next
morning.She was completely skinned and
hanging in her sister's closet. The
younger sister was also found skinned
and dead.
PART 2..
Two years after the Smith sisters
deaths,the parents had a baby boy.The
girl's room became a guest room and the
little sister's room where the murder
took place became the baby's room.The
baby grew up to be a successful kid.
One
night he was on the computer and
received an instant message.
h0tNsPiCy91:Hey lil bro!!!
2seXay4u:Who the eff is this?
h0tNsPiCy91:It's your big sis.
2seXay4u:I never had a sister. I'm an
only child.
2seXay4u:This is some kinda joke, huh?
h0tNsPiCy91:Mom and dad never told
you?
h0tNsPiCy91:I died 15 years ago with
your other older sister.
h0tNsPiCy91: We were murdered in your
room which was once my little sister's
room. She was killed in bed when I was
sleeping. I was killed in the closet
and skinned to death.
2seXay4u:Quit lying. I never had a
sister.If I did my parents would have
told me. Whatever. Your stupid.
h0tNsPiCy91:You don't believe me? Well
if you wanna look in your closet floor.
h0tNsPiCy91:I carved my name and the
time and date I was being murdered.
Then I carved my little sister's name.
h0tNsPiCy91: If you don't believe me
little brother check the internet.
Google on ''Smith sisters murdered
anonymously''.
h0tNsPiCy91:I gtg little brother. I
love you and mom and dad soo much. I
can't believe they kept us a secret
from you.
The boy checked the closet. He saw the
carvings.Was it true? He surfed the
internet and information was there
about the anonymous murder in the
house.
The next morning the boy went
downstairs.
It was so quiet.Maybe his parents were
sleeping. Hours later the boy found
parents in their closet skinned and
hanged. Then he found more carvings on
the ground. They said ''I TOLD YOU I
WASN'T LYING LITTLE BROTHER, I LOVED
MOM AND DAD..BUT THEY KEPT ME A SECRET.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. WELL I'M FREE FROM
THIS COLD WORLD,I WON'T HURT YOU LIKE
I HURT THEM.I LOVE YOU!"
- LISA SMITH-
This is a death chain letter. If you
don't repost this in the next hour, the
parents will kill you at night.They
will kill you!


WHAT"S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE.

WHENEVER I COME ACROSS THESE, I WILL HA HA HA AND DELETE THEM.

Do you guys actually believe it?

Shameful.

What's God for?

DOH!

BY: GRUMPY SICK LADY




* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 8:34 PM

This is supposed to be the only 2 weeks holidays of the year.

I should do something bombastic like saving the world or something.

Instead, I spent the first 3 days sleeping, eating, watching dvds, youtubes, and back to sleeping again.

And now just when I am about to do something useful like studying, I am sick.

It must be the overheated room and grilling from my electric blanket.

Oh great.

But look, I did manage to clean my bedroom ok? Ninja is pretty impressed about it.Heehee...

I was filling in the Employment Pass for working in Singapore when one of the questions are like:
Describe your job. If it's in technical terms please explain clearly.

My first answer was like: go to work at 7.30 am, making sure the patients are awake. Then drive the super heavy trolley and arrange their files in order. Look at their bloods make sure that they are not 'inflammed' or dehydrated. Make sure that they eat, pee and poo well. Make sure that they DON"T COMPLAIN. In noon do paperworks. At night do paperwork and if I do work OT it must be the paperwork again.

Nay. Cross them out.


2nd answer:
Work from 8 to 5 pm (ideally). Make sure that the patients are happy and complaints-free.Do what they like, do what the boss like, do what people like.

NAY. Cross them out.

Finally I simply wrote: SAVING LIVES.

HAH! The most standard answer. Short and succinct. But not that verified though.


B invited me to Hawaii but I turned him down. So he off he went.
Apparently Hawaii islands are currently declared a state of emergency due to the Hurricane with 'an eye'.

For a brief seconds I felt sorry for him. GOD BLESS.

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 2:43 PM

Bumped into my old blog and came across lots of nostalgic old pics worth almost 3 years old.

Glad to find them as I thought they have perished along with my old laptop.

I was so happy and chubby. MUAHAHA
p/s: Don't ask me what the hell with the red streaks. I don't know.


Let's start off with a KISS.

Jo, Me, Ice baby
FOO RONG and Me
Pleasant surprise for Jo
LoLo and I
Christchurch colleagues
Health Sciences friends
My 'tu di' and me
William and I
KW
Peggy

Helen and Petty
Will's wedding


DY
JOY
Early birthday
Great dinner

Labels: Sentiments

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 11:33 PM

Those cheesy Taiwanese dramas all share the same theme:

'要幸福哦！！！！'
'每一天都要幸福哦！！！！！'
'每时每刻都要幸福哦！！！！！'
'我会幸福的！！！！！！！'

OMG.

Can't they be more realistic and original?

Labels: GULLIBILITY

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 4:07 PM

ZY: Hello Auntie XX.

Auntie XX: EH? you...ZY??!! WAAAA...long time no see....

ZY: Ya loh yaloh, how're you?

Auntie XX: Me very good lah. (Pointing at her big tummy ) hehehe....not hungry most of the time jiu hoh liaw.... Got foods to eat is lucky you know!!!

ZY: Yeah..I can see that you are very well-nourished.

Auntie XX: Eh..what you doing liaw? Married liaw ah?! Who is your husband??? Datuk ah?

ZY: Hah?! No lah, auntie. I am still studying.

Auntie XX: HAH? Eh, you same age as my daughter leh..why still study. Study what so long? You fail ah.

ZY: No lah auntie. My course takes 6 years.

AuntieXX: OooOOO. I remember liaw, you studying doc right? WHy you not like XXXX my daughter!!! She already got 2 kids liaw, now so si beh lucky.

ZY: .....ERhm....si beh lucky in what way auntie.

Auntie XX: Haiyoo..tell you lah, girls no need to study so high one. So smart for what?? Like my XXXX so capable. Her husband ah, one month got ten thousand or more you know. JIAK BEH LIAW LAH. Now my XXXX gives him 2 kids, one kid ten thousand you know she gets.

ZY: (XXXX sounds like she is having a money-fuctioning uterus)I see I see....

Auntie XX: Haiyaa...why want to be doctor. SO susah, no money some more, later SARS comes again you die. What for... go and marry your datuk and be rich lah. Go have many kids. got more money. good investment I tell you!!!

ZY: he..he..he..Auntie, I am not that smart like your daughter. I can't produce kids..that...spontaneously ( like a money-hunting pig). I am not as pretty as her*sarcastic*. I have to study hard and support myself.

Auntie XX: HAHAHAHA( obviously over the moon)..My XXXX sui lah , she got 1st runner up in Kuching girls beauty contest (whatever it is)you know. I always tell her eyes open big big and grab a rich man to marry off...age not important one right? Nowadays no money jiu si loh.....So I just let her finish form 5 and married liaw. Lu mai kua her husband 50 years old, but still very fit..in bed..*laughs* you know.

ZY: oh..ok ok.....(yeah, with Viagra)

Auntie XX: Eh if you want you can be with my son lah. He is..SUPER !!!

ZY: hah? auntie, I thought I should marry my Datuk.

Auntie XX: Can..also,. but my son ah, he is very rich also. One day can sell 100 plates of chicken rice.nowadays where got ppl sell that many... you won't susah if you marry him.His chicken rice ah...very very delicious!!! YOu lucky you marry him.

ZY: (UTTERLY ANNOYED ) Auntie, eating chicken rice gives me lotsa pimples. Very oily.

Auntie XX: Haiyaa..You can also sit there and just be the cashier receive money also good mah.

ZY: Yeah. maybe you are right. I think I am not that lucky to have him ah auntie. I better stick to becoming a poor die-anytime doctor. thank you lah auntie

AuntieXX: Eh, if you want to see him I can call him now he comes.Really one!

ZY: No. it's ok, my Datuk is waiting for me auntie . BAIBAI.

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 8:00 PM

CURRENT MOOD: GRUMPY+ BITCHY

Woke up at 5.28am today despite my double-tuned alarm.

DANG! My shuttle was going to pick me up at 5.40 to the airport.

I called the company up and the latest time they could extend was FIVE MINUTES more.

SO oh shit, what the heck. I managed to brush my teeth and ate a big chunk of love-baked fruitcake by Rheena before I left.

I was 4 minutes late and the shuttle was blasting its honk like nobody business.

WHAT IS THE PROBLEM??!! It's 5.30 am for GOODNESS SAKE on a BLOODY FRIDAY!!!!

The lady sneered that I was 4 minutes late and shooed me into the car. YES, she literally SHOOED me in, like a dog!!!!!! I told her I rescheduled to 5.45 and she sternly snapped: NO, it's 5.40.

WHATEVER MAN.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

This friendly-looking old woman sat beside me this time in the plane. I was too grumpy to initiate a conversation due to lack of sleep and all the rush this morning. I think she has some sort of anxiety disorder as her hands were shaking and has trembling lips too. Kind of tell-tale symptoms of an anxious lady. Anyway, the journey was extremely BUMPY. I have been in the plane on numerous occasions and this was the most unsettled journey ever! They even canceled the drinks serving time because of that. The lady then turned to me politely saying that she was going to vomit. For a moment I stared at her in horror, praying that she won't vomit straight into my bitchy face. Almost elegantly, she reached out for the plastic bag and vomited. Now that's cute. She did not even flinched. The vomit was kinda 'effortless', not the usual gagging-like reflex that normal people might have. The most ELEGANT and WELL-DONE vomit, seriously. QUIET, LADY-LIKE and WELL-MANNERED. I thought she was just spitting.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Reached Dunny airport and got into the shuttle. Now this MAORI driver looked really 'out there'. I suspected he was on his post-drinking recovery. I said I want to go to ETHEL MC MILLAN, he looked at me as if I want to go to MARS. FINE. I wrote my address on the paper for him to do some research with the map. I hoped I can get to my stupid COMPULSORY tutorial on time. There were another 2 people in the shuttle but I hope I would be the first one to be dropped off.He drove like a snail, like 40km/hr on the high way. FINE. Better be late than sorry, I thought. Then he drove to some eerie place out of the city and stopped. ' That's the place, young lady.' ETHEL STREET.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRr.............

ETHEL MC MILLAN HOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

'Just go to the central library and I will show you the way'. I almost hissed.

Then he wanted to stop at the CITY library.

I said University Central library.

Daringly, he was a bit pissed off. ' You should say THE UNIVERSITY. Not central library. ' And went all very defensive about the whole delay and how I should said university so that he wouldn't end up in Ethel Street.


That's human nature , isn't it? Almost put the blame on others.He must be new. ETHEL MC MILLAN PLACE and ETHEL STREET. I wonder what's the similarity except for the first word. How on earth can you be the driver when you don't get your address right. Furthermore, what does he mean by THE UNIVERSITY? It could be any where from ST David to the HOSPITAL.

OH WELL, ended up 5 minutes late to the tutorial.
Then I picked up a scenario to do:

A 55 years old woman coming in asking advice re-masturbation. Advise about it eg. methods, device options.

WHAT THE......................

I screwed it up not surprisingly.

DO DOCTORS NEED TO KNOW THAT AS WELL? (@*)(#*)(@*#)@(*#)@)@@#


FINE FINE FINE.
I decided maybe I should just go somewhere else for this 2 -weeks holiday like Melbourne or Sydney. So I rushed to the IMMIGRATION office after tutorials to get my passport problem sorted out. To my utter dismay, it was closed.

MON-FRI 9pm-3pm.

WHERE GOT PEOPLE WORK IN THAT KIND OF HOURS ONE????!!!
That's the easiest job in the world. Just sit there and 'chop chop chop' and off their go at 3pm. Who knows that they may have morning and afternoon teas in between!!!!


URGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


OKAY OKAY.
So I walked home wanting to get a nap as I felt stinky with grudges only to find myself being locked myself outside.
I pressed the doorbell frantically.
Flatmates were all out.
After swearing about 30 minutes in the cold wind , one of them came home and I made him my hero of the day.

It was only then my brother messaged me from his room next to mine.Want to have dinner? I JUST WOKE UP.

.....................................................

Sometimes I wonder what makes him different from a dead man when he sleeps.

Labels: GULLIBILITY

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 12:44 AM

PDA= PUBLIC DISPLAY OF AFFECTION.


Are you infected?


Go get treated, shame on you.

What you need is just a shot of maturity and preservity, perhaps with some extra dose of dignity and self-restraint.

Keep what you do behind close doors.

You don't have to display them to the public eye,

REALLY.

Labels: GULLIBILITY

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 1:17 PM

I want a PUPPY!!!

An all-black puppy pictured on the right.

EXACTLY like this.

Not the white furry one, or those mini sausage dogs,

Just ASHY BLACK puppy.

HMMMM..SEXY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I confided in a friend about my dream.

Possessing a puppy just like that.

So that he can hide in the dark in times of danger with a good camouflage effect.

No, he won't be sitting in air-conditioned sports car or having his food served mercifully.

Instead, he has to EARN for it.

And the foods will be hide in some kind of special obsolete places so that he will be trained to hunt food down for his mere survival.

Strangers =ENEMIES. You will need to EARN his trust in some kind of creative ways that impress him.

That's how my dog will be trained.

By the end of the day, he will be my PUPPY-ALL-MIGHTY!!!!! Not some kind of tong-sampah dogs!


MMPPH!!!! *ambitious*

My initial plan is to have one when I am in Singapore.

You know, like some kind of hot successful single woman who owns a stylish apartment and sexy dog. MUAHAHA


Its name??? 'SEXY'.

hhHHmmMmm....................................I like.

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* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 1:00 AM

Don't meant to be cheesy,

But I hope you are happy.

Although what you 've told me did not correlate with what you've done,

I hope you have prayed about this.

Nothing is worse than repeating the same mistake TWICE.

At least something have to be learnt from all the trauma whichever party that is going through,

I sincerely hope you know the best.

I won't pursue further for your explanation.

I know you will tell me if you want to /when the time is right.

I pray to God that you will be in His good hands.

I am not sure if you read my blog,

as a friend I think I should say this.

pardon me for being too chicken to tell you straight in your face.

So all the best, you will be in my prayers.

Cheers.




* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 3:13 PM

WEEKENDS!!!




ALLow me to be narccissitc ok???





1..2..3!!!!!!!!!!!!!





DISPERSE!!!





MUAHAHA






LOVE YOURSELF MAH!!!!


p/S: But I really do HATE the freckles.


* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 4:01 PM

When the young Chinese man asked me: Is this the first time you remove stitches

with a blade???

I nodded.

he turned to me: 'Don't be scared. Don't worry. Just do it, I will be fine.'in a shaky voice

and obvious tremors in his limbs.


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When I am allowed to observe the woman who was in labour, pounding her fists

into the bed and groaned while trying to take deep breaths:

she turned to me and mused in a sweaty and exhaustive tone:

'TRUST ME. It doesn't look as BAD as you see.'


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When I couldn't seem to draw any blood from his vein,

he voluntarily pointed at a bigger juicier one and offered: LOOK, let's try this one.

You will definitely get this. If you can't, I still have plenty on my other arms.'


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When a pair of heroic parents grabbed the uncooperative kid's legs and hands

who was struggling like mad and urged: QUICK , doc. DO (inject) it now. He can't

move now.'

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When the helpful mother tried to show her son to take a deep breath when I was

listening to his chest and ended up hyperventilating and getting dizzy +

nauseous.

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Almost all of them blessed me GOOD LUCK before leaving the room.

I guess I will be lucky after all the blessings I received.

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* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 1:09 AM

PPPSTTT............!!!


I have a hidden obsession.


Recently, I find myself drool over anything that has LEOPARD skin on it.........

The GINGERCAT GUESS handbag..



Too bad it's GUESS. I would have bought it straight away yesterday if it's not GUESS.

No offence for those Guess lovers.

It's just...Guess reminds me of my old days when I want to look rich, but can't afford anything else and threw all my ang pows money into investing one dodgy looking grey GUESS handbag.

Sad as it is, it turned out that most of the school kiddies on the street were carrying that. MpPMH!! Kids nowadays are so rich one..............

But.. it has LEOPARD SKIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


The Leopard skin dress,

The leopard skin heels....................

The leopard skin tops...............


I am insane.

This must be indicative of something else....

Something deep, something provocative inside me...

BLAH!

Anyway, maybe I should hunt down any men in leopard skin and make them my PETS!!!!


Back to clinics.

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* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 1:05 PM